"Your Highness, what should we do?"
Da Rilang was promoted suddenly, and he knew how to cause trouble.
It's not a good thing to quickly change the subject and talk about His Majesty the Emperor.
The emperor is now sensitive and suspicious, and if it reaches the emperor's ears, the meaning of his words may change.
Qichuan broke his teeth and swallowed.
Shen Sheng said: "The enemy's ability to accurately attack our positions proves that they already know the general outline of our military deployment. Fortunately, I did not release the key positions. I have long known that some people are unreliable."
Da Rilang was overjoyed: "Yes, His Royal Highness is planning the strategy."
Qichuan rolled his eyes, I'll hold you.
Do you really want to strategize and be beaten like this?
But it’s not easy to scold your subordinates for their flattery.
"Abandon the third line of defense, shrink the force, rely on the second line of defense for defense, adjust key positions, and be sure not to allow the enemy's artillery to find its power point!"
Sure enough, Qichuan was not a fool.
Adjustments were made quickly.
Trade space for time. This trick worked.
It always takes time for Nie Li's troops to attack. When the troops occupied the third line of defense without dying, a temporary advisory group composed of Araki and other dedicated officers waited respectfully in Nie Li's camp.
Nie Li was full of praise for Araki.
"Araki, you guys have seen through the idea of foot pot chicken. Now it is a good start. Now Sichuan in Kyoto has reduced its defense line and relies on solid fortifications to defend. Do you have any good ideas?"
Nie Li's face was full of appreciation.
Araki and the others looked like they didn't dare to take credit, and kept being humble.
"I'm just familiar with their way of doing things. I don't deserve Mr. Nie's praise."
"We have just analyzed it. Since Qichuan has chosen to shrink the defense line, it must be to stick to Kyoto. Kyoto's geographical location is extremely special and of great significance. Qichuan will not give up unless it is a last resort."
"Now we think we can stop attacking for the time being and wait for news from the navy!"
Araki gave the answer.
Nie Li thought for a moment and then asked in a deep voice: "The suggestion is good, let's follow this."
Nie Li felt a little disappointed, is that it?
But then Araki continued:
"However, we cannot let Sichuan get too comfortable. The Air Force bombs Kyoto 24 hours a day, and our Allied Forces also need to establish meritorious service to prove that they can use a battalion-sized Allied Forces to tentatively attack Kyoto and achieve the purpose of encirclement. "
After saying this, Nie Li smiled with satisfaction.
Kyoto is an inland city and has no port of its own, but that doesn't mean the navy can't be used.
You can definitely dig it out from behind.
Qichuan's more than 300 large-caliber coastal defense guns were also placed on the rear coastline to defend Nie Li's navy.
Qichuan has two thoughts on this.
"Well, that's a good suggestion. Let's bomb it for two days first and see the effect."
With the implementation of Araki and others' suggestions, the cutting-edge airport that had been built long ago never stopped.
Together with this, Kyoto is the most famous ancient capital for foot pot chicken. They were all caught up in the endless bombing.
As the capital of the Heian period, it has existed for a thousand years, so it is also called "Heian Kyo" by the people of Anko.
This is why Araki said that Qichuan did not dare to give up here easily.
At the same time, due to its profound historical background, its architecture, painting, sculpture, gardening, historical relics and folk art have all inherited the style of the Heian period and retained the ancient charm of the footpot chicken. It is regarded by the footpot chicken people as the "real "Zhoubaji" is the spiritual hometown of "Zhoubaji" people.
Let me ask, does Qichuan dare to give up?
As long as you dare to turn around, you will be drowned by Tumo Xingzi.
The sporadic bombings plunged the entire Kyoto into dire straits.
The alarm clock in the morning was a bomb, and the old lady who might have slept with me at night had completely disappeared on the way to buy groceries the next morning.
Or maybe the children who were still laughing in the morning will never be found by their parents during lunch time.
These are undoubtedly cruel.
But Nie Li's heart was very hard at this moment. Compared with the injuries to his own countrymen, he could accept these tragedies at once.
At the same time, various buildings and buildings full of Kyoto flavor and Heian period style were bombarded and shattered to pieces.
But Nie Li didn't feel distressed at all.
Any style of architecture is just the boast of the people in the Foot Pot Chicken, and most of them are imitated in China.
There are occasionally some creative things that are not worth mentioning in the face of Greater Chinese culture.
What's the pity about something like this?
Exploding these forgeries may help them get rid of their own ideological misunderstandings and see what real culture and architecture are like.
Rather than this kind of specious thing.
After many days of bombing, the monks of Kiyomizu Temple couldn't help but ring the bell on the originally quiet mountain, read the scriptures learned by Jianzhen's ancestors from the East, and pray for the soldiers on the front line.
As for why it is said that it was learned from the East instead of Ah San, this is a long story, and those who have received nine-year compulsory education should all understand it.
Which country's culture cannot be assimilated and filtered when it enters China?
Just like old man Ken, look at what it has become like when it is obviously a foreign fast food.
Fried dough sticks, soy milk, old Beijing chicken rolls, vegetable soup, and rice products have been launched one after another. It’s impossible not to do it. If you want to make money, you have to change.
A young monk at Kiyomizu Temple listened to the roar outside the mountain and the unobstructed view of human tragedy, with burning buildings everywhere, and cried and asked: "Master, why? Has the good Kyoto turned into purgatory?"
The old monk had a kind-hearted look and knocked on the wooden fish, not knowing what he was thinking.
Listening to his disciple's questions, he shook his head and sighed.
There was sadness on his face.
"The world's illusions are nothing more than greed, anger, and ignorance... Everything is caused by these desires."
The young monk was puzzled.
"Then, will Lord Buddha come to this world and Amaterasu come to earth to save our broken world?"
Listening to the disciple's innocent words.
The old monk couldn't help but shake his head.
He is still just a child, how can he understand the disaster caused by this desire?
"Lord Buddha is in our hearts, and Amaterasu is also in our hearts. As long as we think He is there, He will always be there!"
The young monk also said in a smart and despondent manner: "Then there is no more?"
The old monk shook his head again and stopped talking.
The young monk thought seriously: "Master, I want to go down the mountain and see the human world! Even if you use sea water to destroy a building, it will be a merit as you said!"
Looking at the back of the young monk walking away from the mountain, the old monk couldn't help but sigh.
"I hope God can protect this child!"
At the same time, he covered his face and sobbed.
"Isn't there room for a quiet temple in this huge world?"
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