"If that's the case, I will go out of my way to invite General Tian Dantian for you." After thinking for a while, Lord Pingyuan made a promise to Zhao Kuo.
"Well, thank you Lord Pingyuan!" Zhao Kuo nodded slightly.
"The last request." Zhao Kuo looked at Lord Pingyuan with a smile, and calmly said the words that were outrageous in the world: "I want the power!"
"The 400,000 troops on the front line, from General Lianpo on down, all obey the orders of the generals." Lord Pingyuan was obviously prepared for Zhao Kuo's idea of seeking power, and was even more concerned about his control of the army than Zhao Kuo: "The king's order is granted, but there are Those who do not obey the general's orders may be killed first and then punished."
I originally thought that Zhao Kuo would be inexplicably grateful to the king and himself for such an arrangement, but Zhao Kuo smiled faintly and did not urinate at all.
In history, even if there was no so-called royal order, he still led hundreds of thousands of troops to defend in a desperate situation for forty-six days, and even only when he fell completely did the army surrender. His prestige in the army is evident, and he does not need any royal permission at all.
The so-called rights by Zhao Kuo did not refer to the rights in the military, because in Zhao Kuo's plan, if he only had these rights in the military, he would not be able to win this damn war.
"The power I want is not just the right to command in the army." Zhao Kuo shook his head, took a sip of tea in the cup, and said slowly: "What I want is the absolute command of the battle. How to start a war? When to start the war, how to fight decisively, how to end the war, and even everything that is conducive to the war, the general needs to decide with one word."
"This?" Mr. Pingyuan frowned slightly. He had intended to give Zhao Kuo the command power he wanted, but the problem was that after Zhao Kuo had this power, he would imitate Lian Po and hold on to it!
"Three months!" Zhao Kuo raised three fingers and seemed to have seen through Lord Pingyuan's entanglement: "With three months as the limit, within three months, please let the king and your Majesty allow me to do whatever I want. If after three months There will be no end inside, and the general will be ready to be killed. What should I do?"
"General, this is serious!" Mr. Pingyuan said with a smile: "As long as the general can switch from defense to offense as soon as possible, both I and the king will trust the general."
"Switching from defense to offense is just four simple words in the eyes of you and the king, but it is a rather complicated matter on the front line. Where to attack, which unit will take the lead, and which unit When the troops are at the rear, what should they do if the Qin army blocks a strong attack but fails to attack? How to deploy the follow-up troops if the attack is smooth, etc. are all problems." Zhao Kuo patiently listed for Pingyuan Jun one by one the precautions for turning defense into offense, with only one purpose. : Let him understand the difficulty of attacking, so as to gain the autonomy he wants.
Sure enough, faced with the professional-level dimensionality reduction attack, Mr. Pingyuan, who was quite good at debating, could only turn off the engine and watch Zhao Kuo's performance quietly.
"In this case, I will follow what the general said." Mr. Pingyuan obviously realized that it was not enough for a layman like him to command today's war, and he immediately agreed: "Within three months, I will do it within three months." I will try my best to make sure that the DPRK and China will not embarrass the general's orders. But after March, I may not be able to do anything."
Hearing this, Zhao Kuo nodded seriously. Three months should be enough for him to finish this damn war! Then he picked up the tea cup in front of him and saluted Lord Pingyuan from a distance, and Lord Pingyuan also raised the tea cup to salute Zhao Kuo in return. Everything was left unsaid.
After bidding farewell to Lord Pingyuan and turning around, Zhao Kuo came to Mother Zhao's hall.
On a June day, it was already the sweltering heat of summer. In the lush courtyard, a few dragonflies flew by, accompanied by a bit of dry breeze. The wind chimes under the eaves made a tinkling sound. The cry of cicadas plays with people's heartstrings wantonly and slowly.
As soon as they were greeted, Mother Zhao, who was sitting at the top, looked like a wooden figure. She had no other words except a faint word "qi", and the chill on her face had turned into frost in this hot summer, and she couldn't even scratch her face. Don't fall off.
Obviously, Zhao's mother had guessed the purpose of Lord Pingyuan's visit, and also guessed that Zhao Kuo had no choice but to agree to fight under pressure.
When she thought that Zhao Kuo was about to rush to the front line of the fierce battle, Zhao's mother's heart ached like a knife.
Seeing that his mother was silent, Zhao Kuo did not dare to speak, so he could only stand aside quietly.
Cicada was still calling Xia Tian tirelessly, and the servants in the back hall had already started to pack Zhao Kuo's luggage. Everything was like the change of seasons, irresistible and inevitable.
After a long time, Zhao's mother finally spoke and asked, "Are you sure you have to go to the battlefield?"
The voice trembled unconsciously.
"Yeah!" Zhao Kuo didn't have any more explanation, he just agreed in a low voice. For the mother to ask this question, with the mother's wisdom, it means that she already knows the current situation.
Although Mother Zhao was already prepared for this answer, she still couldn't help but feel sad when she finally got the final answer from her son.
Unknowingly, my eyes were filled with tears.
Zhao Kuo just wanted to go up and comfort his mother, but Mother Zhao spoke first.
"Yes, yes." Mother Zhao choked slightly: "Can you win?!"
Of course Zhao Kuo understood that his mother was not asking whether he could win the war, but whether he could come back alive. Zhao Kuo naturally wanted to pat his chest and assure his mother that he would return victorious. Unfortunately, his son-in-law was Mo Ruomu. I am afraid that his chest-beating assurance would not only not dispel his mother's doubts, but also make her even more worried.
There was no way, Zhao Kuo could only tell his mother 70% true and 30% false. .
"I dare not deceive my mother. Regardless of ability, prestige, and experience, the child is far behind General Lianpo!" Zhao Kuo slowly said: "Fortunately, the king does not want the child to lead the troops to defeat the Qin army. The main force of the army will be defeated by the child." Bring it back and the child will still have confidence."
Seeing that there were still many doubts in his mother's eyes, Zhao Kuo quickly continued: "Just in case, I also asked the king to send General Duping Juntiandan to suppress the battle, so that there will be no danger."
"Mr. Duping?" Mother Zhao was stunned when she heard this, as if she was thinking about this person, and also seemed to be wondering how this person, as the political enemy of her deceased husband, could help her child. But fortunately, although Tian Dan was Zhao She's political enemy, Zhao She's opinion of him was not low. In addition, when he was in Qi State, he would rather go away than rebel, so Zhao's mother finally believed in Zhao Kuo. explanation of.
"If we can get Lord Du Ping to help us, we will be a little more confident in this battle." Zhao's mother nodded slightly, and then said: "When you go to the battlefield, don't make any decisions. Do everything with Lord Du Ping and General Lian Po. Negotiate.”
"Yes. The child has taken note of it." Seeing that the old mother finally relented, Zhao Kuo finally let go of his anxious heart and hurriedly agreed.
