536 like a child
"Cough, cough......" Wang Jue covered his mouth, but couldn't suppress the sound of his cough. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he finally stopped, frowned and looked at the medicine on the table.
After coming to the Southeast Peninsula, Wang Jue's cold seems to have not been well because of the unaccustomed water and soil. He coughed more and more often, and there was thick sticky phlegm in his throat.
His thoughts had been interrupted by a cough, so he could only helplessly grab the water cup, then swallow the medicine and send a mouthful of water to his stomach.
Then, the secretary walked in and reported to Wang Jue: "General Sima and General Wang Yan are already outside the door. ”
"Let them in." Wang Jue waved his hand and motioned for his secretary to invite people in, he put the water glass aside and sorted out the map on the table.
Now this map is completely different from the previous map of the southeast peninsula of the Ming Empire. The original front line was in the Hanoi area, and the current defense line has been advanced to Da Nang.
The area originally controlled by the Ming Empire was probably near the 21st parallel. After this war, the Line of Actual Control between the two sides is now around the 16th parallel.
Ceylon has lost a large part of its mountainous area, lost some important minerals, and, of course, lost people and materials, as well as the most important strategic buffer zone.
Without the mountains and jungles, the rest of the southeast peninsula was as undefended as if it were undefended, exposed in front of the armored forces of the Ming Empire.
If there is a next war, the troops of the Ming Empire, starting from the mountains, will soon be able to break through the defense line in front of them and enter the water network plain.
This was also the most practical strategic advantage achieved by the Ming Empire - Ceylon's defensive line, which was originally firmly established in the mountains, no longer exists.
"Commander!" The first to walk through the door was Wang Yan, the commander of the 4th Army. As usual, he still likes to call Commander Wang Jue instead of calling him anything else.
"Sir!" The second one to come in was Sima Mingwei, because he was not cultivated by Wang Jue, so the title became a position.
Wang Jue is the commander-in-chief of the front line of the southeast peninsula of the Ming Empire, and Sima Mingwei is under his control, so General Sima Mingwei called Wang Jue and gave a military salute.
"The old general doesn't have to be polite!" Wang Jue returned a military salute, and then motioned for the two generals who had rushed back from different fronts to sit down and talk.
He watched as the two men sat down at the table covered with maps, stretched out his finger and pointed to the map, "Our current defense line has not yet been determined...... I don't know if it will make us retreat in the end. ”
Because His Majesty the Emperor Zhu Mu had already decided to negotiate, all operations of the army had been suspended. There are other things that can no longer be continued.
Sima Mingwei's troops were on the offensive all along, and before the order to halt the offensive came, he had already captured Mawlamyine and other cities, and almost the entire Burma region, so to speak.
If he had been given some more time, his 5th Army might have been able to penetrate the area of present-day Thailand and capture the local capital, Bangkok, perhaps not only.
And Wang Yan in the middle lane, although the attack speed is not fast, he has been playing steadily. His troops covered the flanks of Wang Jue and Sima Mingwei, which can be regarded as brilliant achievements.
"What we can do now is to wait for the Beijing division to give us the next combat order." Wang Jue pressed his hand on the map: "Before the two generals come back, they are already ready, right?" ”
Hearing Wang Jue's question, Wang Yan nodded and replied: "Commander, I have withdrawn the tanks and armored vehicles to the second line and saved them as a counterattack force. ”
"Me too." Sima Mingwei followed: "The first line was left to the infantry, and the fortifications were simply arranged...... You can retreat and leave at any time. ”
Now that the war has stopped, the generals feel a little lonely. The Ming Empire has achieved an unprecedented victory, and as an emperor, Zhu Mu has done what his father, Zhu Changle, has not done.
In this case, the emperor's own heart to expand the territory will fade, because what Zhu Mu has done can be regarded as revitalizing the Ming Empire, which is enough to comfort the ancestors and ancestors.
If he was replaced by a more conservative emperor, suppressed the Liaodong rebellion, recaptured the Korean Peninsula, and expanded his territory to the Southeast Peninsula, such an achievement would be enough for him to show off for a lifetime.
Of course, Wang Jue knew that Zhu Mu was definitely not an emperor who could settle down and waste his life. The emperor he was familiar with was probably the most aggressive emperor of the Ming Empire after the Emperor of the Apocalypse.
But Wang Yan didn't know, Sima Mingwei didn't know, and Zhang Jianjun and Yang Zizhen, who had made a name for themselves on the Korean Peninsula and had been valued by the world, didn't know.
Guo Xing, the commander of the 3rd Army, who seemed to be exiled outside the Cypriot and unknown but did not fall behind the slightest promotion speed, may not know.
"His Majesty the Emperor is only in his twenties, don't be too pessimistic." Wang Jue looked at Wang Yan and comforted. Sima Mingwei, who was beside Wang Yan, raised his eyebrows and didn't open his mouth to ask the question he wanted to ask.
He really couldn't believe that Wang Jue, who was most familiar with His Majesty the Emperor, was already convinced that the next war would definitely break out before this war was over.
"Don't worry." Wang Jue looked at Sima Mingwei, who wanted to stop talking, and said: "The British intervened, and we still took advantage of this war...... With the emperor's temperament, will the next time be far away? ”
"......" looked at the young Wang Jue, Sima Mingwei felt that he saw the former Ge Tianzhang, the Ge Tianzhang who gave the emperor to the emperor at a young age, and set the first south and then the north for the empire.
And the young man in front of him seems to be a more powerful character than Ge Tianzhang. Thinking of this, Sima Mingwei smiled, not laughing at the fact that he could continue to fight for the empire, but because he was glad that the empire could have such a young talent.
In Ge Tianzhang's opinion, as long as nothing happens, ten or twenty years from now, these young people will mature and the empire will become stronger than it is now!
And the more powerful empire will be more aggressive than when His Majesty the Emperor of the Apocalypse was back then. The future belongs to this country, this mighty and ancient empire.
"Perhaps, I don't see the era of empires dominating the world...... But you, if you have the opportunity, come to my grave and drink a bowl of wine with me. Sima Mingwei solemnly opened his mouth and said to the two people in front of him.
"Drink it yourself, it's only ten years, you take care of yourself, and it's not like you can't see it." Wang Jue smiled brightly, like a child, not at all like a general commanding a million-strong army.