Namba Tsu, Shitennoji Temple and Sutra Hall.
"Sha Zha Xiangru, if you were the eldest brother, where would you station your troops?" Wang Wenzuo asked.
"Here!" Sha Zha Xiangru took the wooden stick from the attendant and pointed to a certain location on the map: "If it were me, I would choose to station troops here!"
"That is the Tomb of Emperor Yingshen!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "Hongdu, how do you choose?"
"The final general and brother Xiangru have the same view!" Cui Hongdu said solemnly.
Wang Wenzuo asked He Baoyong and Yuan Aoli again, and both got the same answer. It was not without reason that they made the same judgment. To the west of the Nara Basin are the Ikoma Mountains and the Kongo Mountains, and the Yamato River flows from these two mountain ranges. It flows out of the gap and flows into the Seto Inland Sea. But the Yamato River is not the only passage into the Nara Basin from the west. In addition, there is also a land route that extends eastward from the port on the Seto Inland Sea, passing through the Mausoleum of Emperor Ojin on the south bank of the Yamato River and then turning to the southeast. , passes through a valley in the remaining veins of the Kumgang Mountains, and enters the Nara Basin. This road was built under the leadership of Prince Shotoku and was called Takeuchi Street by the Japanese. Emperor Ojin's Mausoleum is the intersection of the Yamato River and Takeuchi streets. If the Nakadai brothers station troops here, they can prevent Saitama's army from entering the Nara Basin and better protect Asukakyo.
"It's a pity that Brother Zhong didn't do what you thought!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "If he really stationed troops here, as long as there was a battle, we would be able to enter Feiniaojing without any bloodshed! But maybe he was worried about leaving. There will be a coup in Asuka Kyoto, and it may be because the soldiers are unwilling to leave the prosperous Kyoto, so he only garrisoned part of the army at the Mausoleum of Emperor Ongami!"
"Part of it?" Yuan Aolie asked, "Approximately how many?"
"There are about four thousand people, building a fort!" Mononobe Renxiong said.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Cui Hongdu asked with some confusion: "We can attack these four thousand people first, and then deal with Brother Zhong's reinforcements!"
"Things are not that simple!" Mononobe Renxiong said: "The Mausoleum of Emperor Ogami is not far from the Nara Basin, and there are repaired roads. It can be reached in one day at most or half a day at least!"
"It seems that Brother Zhong is using these four thousand people as bait!" Cui Hongdu said: "If we attack first, he will send troops to rescue us and attack from both sides!"
"What he thinks is pretty good!" Yuan Aolie sneered: "You will know who wins and who loses only when you use your hands!"
"General Mononobe!" Wang Wenzuo's face looked like a stone sculpture, and the light from the brazier painted his skin a dull orange color: "What does the Yingshen Emperor's mausoleum look like, and what does the traitor's camp look like?"
"The Mausoleum of Emperor Oishin was built hundreds of years ago!" Mononobe Renxiong said: "From a distance, it looks like a large mound, with a radius of two to three hundred steps and a height of seven or eight feet above the ground. On the mound There is a temple at the bottom, and there is a stone staircase leading from the temple to the top of the tomb. The thieves have sent troops to guard the temple at the bottom of the hill and at the top. There is a dense wooden fence at the bottom of the hill, and there is a trench outside the wooden fence!"
Wang Wenzuo followed Mononobe Renxiong's instructions and drew a simple diagram on the paper with a brush, and asked, "Is that so?"
"Yes, yes, that's it! Have you ever been there?" Mononobe Renxiong looked at the pattern on the paper in surprise: the grave was round in front and back, with trenches around it. Although the handwriting was quite rough, it was ancient Japan at that time. The main features of the tomb are clearly described.
"Nonsense! Pictures of Japanese ancient tombs from the Kofun Period are everywhere on the Internet!" Wang Wenzuo cursed, but he said: "Half the people are at the bottom, and the other half are at the top, which coincides with the art of war!"
"Master Fu, give me three thousand men and I can capture it in half a day!" He Bayong, who had been silent all this time, said loudly.
"Three thousand men? Captured in half a day?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "War is not a child's play, how can we act like this? He Ba, you should just be your cavalry commander!" At this point, Wang Wenzuo stood up Come, walk to the map, observe for a long time and then smile and say: "The art of war is to treat people without curing them. Brother Zhongda is setting up the formation lightly in front and heavy in the rear. It doesn't matter, you still have to see the enemy's camp with your own eyes before you can come up with a suitable one." Here comes the strategy!"
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Asukakyo, Pure Land Palace.
"Thieves attacked our army camp at night?"
The eldest brother asked.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The messenger's voice was hoarse from thirst. His robe was full of small holes burned by sparks and soot, and the original color could no longer be seen at all.
"Bring him a glass of water!" Brother Zhong asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
The messenger took the pottery cup and drank the water in one gulp. Everyone could see that he was very thirsty. He must have run all the way from the Yingshen Emperor's Tomb, changing horses but not people.
"Give him another drink!" Someone whispered: "Let's talk after he's had enough!"
After drinking the second glass of water, the courier's withered face finally gained some humanity. He said: "In the days before the attack, the thieves kept sending people to attack our supply convoy, but the number of people attacked each time was not large. There were only fifty or sixty people, so the general sent five hundred people out to deal with these rats—that's what the general called these attackers!"
"Where are the scouts?" someone asked, "Are all the scouts blind? Didn't they sound any alarm?"
The messenger shook his head: "The scouts suffered a great loss. The thieves who attacked the supply convoy were all cavalry, and there was flat ground all around. Once the scouts were sent out, few came back!"
"This is a tactic used by the Tang people. The Tang army is very good at using cavalry, and the horses are much better than ours. What happened that night during the night attack?" Brother Zhong asked.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The messenger nodded tiredly: "The enemy's forward cut down our guards, and the cavalry that followed tied the wooden fence with a lasso, and then the horses pulled down the wooden fence, opening the attack channel. Waiting for us When people woke up, the enemy cavalry had jumped over the ditch and rushed into the camp with swords and torches in hand. I was sleeping in the camp on top of the grave, and was awakened by the shouts of killing. I saw the tent on fire, and bursts of rockets flying from the darkness outside the camp. It was like raining, and after dawn, I found that the camp below had been burned to the ground, and there were corpses everywhere——"
"Idiot!" someone yelled angrily: "You are condescending on the top of the tomb, why don't you shoot arrows downward to support the defenders below?"
"In the dark, they will only shoot their own people!" Brother Zhong's face was gloomy: "The enemy's cavalry who rushed into the camp were probably not many, and they retreated quickly. They just wanted to cause confusion so that the archers behind could Approach the camp and shoot rockets inside. Damn it, I guess the defending generals were too lazy to dig new trenches, so they used the existing trenches around the mausoleum as fortifications. As a result, the trench was too close to the camp, and the enemy archers only had to rush to the edge of the trench. , you can use rockets to burn down most of the fortress." At this point, he sighed, knowing that he could not blame the subordinate entirely. It was nothing to ask his subordinates to dig new trenches while leaving the ready-made trench fences unused. It would be fine to give orders that are pleasing to experienced veterans, but they are just temporary rabble, and it would be serious to provoke a mutiny.
"What's the situation over there now? What's the enemy situation like?" Brother Zhong asked.
"The camp is still under the control of our army, and the two thousand people guarding the tomb are still intact!" The messenger said: "The villain set out at dawn. When he set out, he saw a large group of troops heading east along the Takeuchi Road. Okay, it stretches for three or four miles, and it should be the main force of the bandit army!"
"The enemy did not continue to besiege the camp and destroy it all in one fell swoop, but continued to move east?" Someone asked: "Is the enemy general crazy? By doing so, wouldn't he be putting himself under attack from both fronts and backs?"
"I'm afraid not!" Someone retorted: "If you were guarding the tomb of Emperor Ongami, would you dare to follow the enemy from behind? What if the enemy turns around to attack? If there is even the slightest mistake, the entire army will be wiped out!"
"Then what should we do now? Lead the troops to attack?"
"This is not a good idea. The enemy's cavalry is so powerful, and there is flat land to the west of the King Kong Mountains. This is very detrimental to our army!"
"Then do nothing? The morale of the army will be completely destroyed!"
Brother Zhong returned to his seat without saying a word. Only his eyes were moving. The thick short beard on his cheeks framed a motionless face, which looked more like a wax mask than a living person. His smooth forehead was covered with Fine beads of sweat.
"How could this happen? We just burned down the enemy's fleet, so why are we defeated again? It's terrible!"
"Does everyone know what happened? Thanks for telling us
! "Someone mocked: "Then what should we do now?"
"This is just an outpost battle, and it cannot determine the entire outcome!" Someone insisted: "We are far from losing, and we have more people. I am happy to compete with those thieves on the battlefield!"
"It's not enough. If we double our current strength, for example to 50,000, we will definitely be able to defeat the enemy!"
"Yes, yes, doesn't Nakatomi Kamazu already control Mino and Owari? Those two countries have large populations, let him recruit another 30,000 people!"
"What's the use of just people? We need food. Now the food in Kyoto is very scarce. If there are another 30,000 people, what will you use to fill the bellies of the soldiers? Human flesh?"
At this time, Brother Zhong stood up and said loudly: "The war can't be delayed like this, no!" He repeated, his voice cutting through the noise of the crowd: "Step back, everyone, step back, let me be alone for a while !」
The officers filed away, leaving only Brother Zhong in the room. He walked to the sword rack beside the wall, took off the Budu Soul Control Sword, and unsheathed the sword. The blade was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a picture. Somewhat confused face.
"The same sword, in the hands of the late king, was invincible, but in my hands, it was defeated repeatedly. It seems that the fault is the person, not the sword!" He sighed and held the sword. Insert it into the sheath again and return to the map. In fact, judging from the current situation, it is not too bad: although the enemy's night attack defeated the partial division stationed at the Tomb of the Ongami Emperor, after all, the entire army was not wiped out. After the enemy was dispatched , the supply line was also exposed. As long as he continued to hold the pass, the enemy would not be able to enter the Nara Basin, let alone Asuka Kyo. As long as Nakatomi Kamazu's reinforcements arrive, he will be able to drive the enemy into the sea with an army that is several times superior. Thinking of this, Brother Zhongda showed a smile on his face.
"Come here!" Brother Zhong called the messenger: "Immediately tell the guard guarding Emperor Oishin's tomb and ask him to hold on and send soldiers to attack the enemy's supply team. I will replenish the lost soldiers as soon as possible!"
"yes!"
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The mound suddenly rises from the dense forest. Standing on the top of the mound, you can overlook a radius of more than ten miles. Wang Lun was lying on the ground. He was a veteran in his late forties with a slight bald head. He had been in the army for more than twenty years since he joined the army at the age of sixteen. His horse gnawed moss and hay on the slope behind the mound. There was nothing in the distant wilderness except bare brown-red soil and rocks.
"These Japanese are really as cowardly as rats!" A voice came from behind. It was Li Bo's voice: "After being defeated once, they hid on the top of the hill and did not dare to come out!"
"If they were brave enough, this place would be full of corpses now!" Wang Lun took the water bag from Li Bo's hand and took a sip: "What's the matter, are you impatient?"
"It's not that I'm impatient!" Li Bo said, "I just think this battle is really boring!"
"Then what do you mean by interesting?" Wang Lun looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and his strong energy almost burst out of Li Bo's burly body. He had also heard about this young man: Originally He is an evil boy from Chang'an. He is very skilled in martial arts. He has a pair of iron halberds that are unparalleled. His riding and arching skills are also quite good. What's more important is that his teacher is the personal guard of the Grand Governor. Such a talent was sent to work as a scout with him, either because he offended his superiors, or because his superiors had high expectations for him and sent him to polish his character. Everyone knew that scouting was the most irritating place in the army.
"Of course it's sword versus sword and gun versus gun. Whoever has the ability wins, and whoever doesn't has the ability loses!"
puff!
Wang Lun squirted water all over the floor, almost splashing on Li Bo. Before Li Bo could get angry, Wang Lun started laughing: "You kid! Do you think this is the streets of Chang'an? You fight swords against swords and guns against guns. Just rely on your ability." ? You deserve to lose if you are more skilled in martial arts than others? It’s a joke, this is a war, and soldiers never tire of deceit, you know? You know, Commander Wang, right? He is the noble man that your teacher follows all day long. What he likes most is to take surprise and attack from behind, everyone. I followed him and finally got down in Baekje. If it had been you, a hundred of our lives would have been lost!"
"Old Wang, the Governor Wang you are talking about is Wang Wen
Zuo? "
"Nonsense, who else but him!" Wang Lun snorted coldly: "You brat, even if you can beat five of me one on one, if you were in Baekje, you probably wouldn't be alive now! You are too active in everything. Think about it, why didn't we continue to attack the thieves on the mountain the night before yesterday, and the army just passed by, exposing our backs to the thieves on the mountain? Why are we here watching? The governor is poisonous! These Japanese , sooner or later it will catch him!"
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