"Pei Lao, right?"

Chen Yi asked with a fist in courtesy.

"Yes, old man Pei Lian!"

Chen Yi looked at Pei Lin in front of him, and couldn't help but think of this old thing going out to prostitute with Li Yuan.

"Little friend, if you can't answer, just go and rest!" Pei Lin saw that Chen Yi had not spoken, and flicked his sleeves to urge.

Chen Yi was depressed, to be honest, he really didn't understand military affairs, who let his mother never study at all.

But he'll fool around!

Besides, the matter of the ethnic minorities' attack on the Central Plains has been learned since he was in the textbooks of elementary school, and he has graduated from college anyway.

If you don't understand military affairs, you don't have to do it, you just need to understand history.

"Little friend?" Pei Lin urged.

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Lin and said, "Old Pei, this question is too simple, right?"

"Simple?" Pei Lin was stunned for a moment, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Chen Yi's gourd: "The Turkic army of 200,000 is coming, you actually say it's simple?"

The surrounding officials were even more like human spirits, and they all began to echo Pei Lin and crusade against Chen Yi.

"Young children don't know how thick the sky is!"

"I still want to be a martial king, just this IQ has the most pee and mud!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Chen Yi pursed his lips and said that he was very helpless, this court is not as good as the vegetable market.

"Quiet!" Chen Yi shouted.

But who the hell gave him face, after glancing at Chen Yi, he continued to crusade hotly.

"Pei Lao, it's not that this king doesn't want to say it, it's just that you look at how these adults are like village women in the countryside, their tongues are so long!"

Gossip?

The official, who was waving his arms and making an impassioned speech, quickly closed his mouth.

"Isn't it just a Turk?" Chen Yi asked disdainfully, "It's just a headache for you people?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Pei Lin said to Chen Yi.

"That's good!"

Chen Yi approached Pei Lin and stood in front of him.

"Pei Lao, then now this king asks, you answer!"

Pei Lin didn't know why, and reprimanded: "The old man asked you!"

"Don't worry, how can you dedicate yourself to the majority of women compatriots if you hurt your body!" Chen Yi sneered.

Li Yuan on the stage was eating grapes and almost got stuck in his throat.

"It's good-looking!" Li Yuan picked up the tea and handed it down, nodding and commenting.

Pei Lian's old face flushed: "You ask!"

"What are the characteristics of the Turks?" asked Chen Yi.

Pei Lin pouted his old mouth and said disdainfully: "The characteristics of fart, just a group of barbarians!"

"Hey, this king looked away, thinking that Pei Lao was erudite and talented, he must know, but he didn't know anything!"

Chen Yi shook his head and said regretfully.

"Speak well, boy, the old man eats more salt than you eat!" Pei Lonely's face darkened directly.

"Well, this king will tell you!"

Chen Yi thought about it, if he pretended to be forced, he had to install a full set, and if he hit a cannon, he would have to make a double sound, and then he wouldn't give Pei Lin a chance to interject at all.

"The Turks are nomads, what do they live all day?"

"It's a tent!"

Pei Lin wanted to be sarcastic, but Chen Yi didn't give him a chance at all.

"What are the Turks good at?"

"Arch horses are just shooting, and the Turks, regardless of men, women, and children, can get on their horses and gallop!"

"The Turks are brave, the Turks are fierce, if the two armies fight a decisive battle on the plains, the Tang Dynasty will be defeated!"

Pei Lin finally found an opportunity: "You fart!"

Chen Yi curled the corners of his mouth disdainfully: "Don't worry, Pei Lao, who doesn't have to put this fart yet!"

"But!"

"There is a cloud in the art of war: only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles!"

"The Turkic advantage is finished, now let's talk about the disadvantage of the Turks!"

Chen Yi recalled the scene of the eight years of Wude in history, and continued: "The Turks are not good at attacking fortifications!"

"And the last thing I lack in Datang is a strong city!"

"Let the people near the city bring enough food, hide the rest or burn it, and then enter the city and close the door, and the Turks will retreat!"

Pei Lin heard that he was going to close the door and not come out, and suddenly became confident: "Long Turkic Qi, destroy my Tang Dynasty prestige!"

"What are you guilty of?"

Hey, Chen Yi is helpless, people, I'm afraid I can't see the reality clearly.

The Tang Dynasty is strong, that is also the Tang Dynasty after the development, now the Tang Dynasty has been built, internal and external troubles have not been smoothed out one by one, why compare with other Turks?

"Endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sea and the sky, the decisive battle with the Turks is not the moment!"

Pei Lian: "You are talking nonsense, you would rather die standing than lie down and live!"

"Pei Lao, you are standing on top of the court and are not ashamed, do you know that the general is angry and ambushes millions of corpses?"

"Those sergeants also have fathers, mothers, wives and children, and they obviously have a good way to preserve their vitality and secretly develop and grow, so why do they joke with the lives of these sergeants?"

"Do you want them to make senseless sacrifices, to let their fathers and mothers lose their children, white-haired people send black-haired people, or let young wives and children become orphans and widows?"

Chen Yi's tone was not excited, it was very calm.

As the saying goes, once you will succeed, all bones will wither, this person is born, you must respect life.

"What King Wu said, you can win without going out?"

Xue Wanche is a military general, and the march and battle are naturally not comparable to Pei Lian, and he immediately saw the crux of the problem.

"General Xue, you are familiar with military books, do you know the prerequisites for a victory?" Chen Yi did not answer, but asked.

Xue Wanche was stunned: "Please show King Wu!"

"The time, the place, the people, one of them can be conducive to an invincible position, the second can be a small victory, and all three of them are a big victory in front of you!"

"Okay!" Xue Wanche's eyes were bright, obviously he had understood, and he couldn't help but applaud loudly, but it made the prince's face darken angrily.

Chen Yi originally wanted to get acquainted with Xue Wanche, so he smiled and continued: "Take advantage of the strong city to wait for work, we have already occupied the advantageous location!"

"Although our Tang Dynasty was first established, the army and the people are united, and it goes without saying that the people are human!"

"Last Day ......"

Speaking of this, Chen Yi sold a pass, and asked around: "Ladies and gentlemen, it's cold this day, are you wearing autumn pants?"

It's not that Chen Yi asked, this Tang Dynasty really had autumn pants, but compared with modern ones, the comfort is far worse.

There were smart people who immediately understood what Chen Yi meant.

"What does King Wu mean, but winter is coming?"

Xue Wanche's words immediately reminded everyone.

The Turkic people graze for a living, with cattle and sheep as the main living resources, and the cattle and sheep must also survive the cold in winter, otherwise the cattle and sheep will all freeze to death, and they will have a fart battle when they have no food.

Pei Lin refused to admit defeat: "But don't forget, the Turks are the best at raising troops by plundering!"

Or to plunder the army?

Isn't it just robbery!

"Pei Lao, this king said at the beginning, the people bring enough food, and the excess is hidden or burned, is it just for fun?"

Xue Wanche hurriedly mended the knife: "Wonderful, when the Turkic iron cavalry came to grab things, I found that there was no one in the village, let alone food...... The last general really wants to see the expressions of the Turks!"

Chen Yi nodded with satisfaction: "Old Pei, aren't you tired of standing?"

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, don't stand and be embarrassed, go back and sit there and rest.