"I also want to attack Xuanfu first, this time, it will definitely not be just like the past period of time, with a small force of soldiers and horses to attack, I am afraid that it will be a national army." Luo Hengxin's expression became solemn. "Liwei, naturally if you want to win, if you want to take my Xuanfu, you will inevitably raise a large army."

"I think that if you want to take the Xing army and take my Xuanfu first, then you shouldn't come now." At this time, Yang Xin couldn't help but come up with such a sentence, which made Zhu Qizhen stunned: "Why? ”

"Back to Your Majesty, now it's winter, if the tile spur really wants to attack in a big way, just to prepare grain and grass, now the soldiers, although not as cumbersome as my Ming Dynasty, but it will take at least nearly a month, at that time, the sky is cold, dripping into ice, with the Mongols are good at field warfare without trembling to attack the city, want to take the city wall fort guarded by my Ming elite in the ice and snow, but it is a fool's dream." Yang Xin rolled his eyes covertly and patiently explained.

And he was muttering vigorously in his heart, the Emperor Taishang seemed to be quite proficient in military affairs, and he should know that marching and fighting, the time and place are favorable, and all of them are indispensable, but how could he be so confused.

Zhu Qizhen stared at Yang Xin blankly, and then slowly turned his head to look out of the hall, the bleak wind whistled by, and the rolled up broken leaves waved in mid-air, and then flaunted away. Zhu Qizhen finally reacted, and couldn't help rolling his eyes, your sister, this is ancient times, not modern times, and not the era of high-tech warfare in the 21st century. Even in the forties of the twentieth century, millions of German elites were also defeated by the bitter cold of Russia, causing a major turning point in the Second World War.

Zhu Qizhen touched the tip of his nose a little embarrassed, coughed dryly, and said: "Also, this weather is colder than the other, and it is indeed unwise to want to dispatch a large army first." However, if it is a small group of surprise soldiers, if it is unexpected......"

"Indeed, if we don't receive the news from Ah Ra and don't take strict precautions, there will be **, the border forts, there will inevitably be laxity, and it will be taken advantage of by the thorns, and at that time, we are moving troops to seize it, and the time is not conducive to my Xuanfu." Yuan Bin's face couldn't help but change slightly.

"Zhen'er, bring the map here, all the secretaries come over to take a look, think about it, if the tile spur is really an army to attack, where is the most likely?" Zhu Qizhen had long lost his calmness just now, and the clouds between his eyebrows were extremely heavy, which made the atmosphere in the hall solemn.

--------------------Now that the weather has begun to be cold, the tile spur wants to use troops, it is absolutely impossible to delay it until the deep winter when the heavy snow comes, and it will definitely rush before this, try to attack, if you can get one or two dangerous places, then it is equivalent to taking a lead first, not only can boost the morale of the tile spur, but also, it will also put yourself in an embarrassing situation.

Zhu Qiyu is afraid that he is eyeing the master in Beijing, waiting for himself to make a mistake, so that he can take control of his handle, Xuanfu here, something is really going to happen, at that time, he will have a reason to jump out, after all, although he is the emperor, but the master of the Ming Dynasty is Zhu Qiyu, the son of tomorrow, and although many civil and military ministers in the DPRK and China temporarily support themselves, if they can't get results, but let the tile spur give the first chance to fight, then those civil and military forces in the DPRK and China are afraid that the wind will change.

Everyone in the hall gathered in front of the large map that was spread out and close to the square radius of the abbot, and carefully looked at the map, whispering from time to time and exchanging ideas with each other. Zhu Qizhen waited for a long time, but he didn't see anyone willing to be the first to jump out and speak, and his eyes turned and fell on the face of Yang Xindi, who was contemplating with his brows on his face. "Yang Xin, in your opinion, if the tile thorn attacks my Xuanfu south with elite soldiers, where is the most likely attack?"

Although Yang Xin didn't understand why Zhu Qizhen suddenly showed such an expression, he still dutifully thought about it and stood up: "Back to Your Majesty, Weichen thinks that the Sihaizhi on the East Road, Geyu on the Middle Road, Zhangjiakou and Xiyanghe on the West Road are all important passes, and these four places are all the passes that my Xuanfu cannot lose. ”

"However, the battle of Tumubao ......" Speaking of this, Yang Xin first glanced at Zhu Qizhen cautiously, Zhu Qizhen raised his hand to signal him to continue, Yang Xin was not polite and said bluntly: "After the battle of Tumubao, this four, except for Zhangjiakou and Xiyang River on the West Road, which were not provoked by the border, Sihaizhi and Geyu were all broken by the thorns, and the city walls were heavily damaged, however, by the order of His Majesty the Emperor, the repair has been completed. If the tile spur attacks with a partial division, as long as the law is guarded, the reinforcements can arrive in time, and there should be no worries. ”

Zhu Qizhen's brows couldn't help but furrow even tighter: "Do you think that the tile spur will go and take this place here?" ”

"This ......" Yang Xin blinked, and could only hang his head a little impressively: "Weichen is reckless, I really dare not say anything." ”

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand and said, "Your brother follows Yang Lao Aiqing to Xuanfu, and you should know more about Xuanfu than I do, so I want to hear your thoughts." ”

Yang Xin heard this, glanced at the second brother Yang Neng beside him, and saw that the second brother was blinking, and he was also hesitant, so he could only reply stubbornly: "However, according to Weichen, these four places are most likely to be invaded by tile thorns." ”

"Your Majesty, whether it is a soldier or a soldier in our Xuanfu now, it has not yet been fully restored, and the recruitment of new recruits has only been completed soon, if the soldiers are divided into four ways to help, the ministers are afraid of ......" Jiang Fu stood up at this time, as the chief soldier of Xuanfu, there are some things he can't help but say.

Zhu Qizhen gently patted his forehead with his hand, and his heart became heavier and heavier. "Yes, those new troops, Fang Zi enlisted, did not fight, easily went to the battlefield, no one knows what will happen. Moreover, since this year, it has taken a lot of time to eliminate the old and weak in the army and add new and strong people...... All it takes is time. ”

Hearing Zhu Qizhen's almost self-muttering whisper, all the civil and military forces in the hall seemed a little silent, and the first thing Zhu Qizhen did since he entered the Xuanfu was to clean up the soldiers of the Xuanfu, because after experiencing the battle of the Tumu Fort, the Xuanfu was also ravaged by the Nawa Thorn, and the main force of the Xuanfu was still there, but the loss of troops was inevitable.

Although Zhu Qizhen spent a lot of money to recruit new soldiers into the army, these recruits do not mean that you can go to the battlefield once you pick up a weapon, you can only become an army through long-term training, and then you can run in in the way of the old and the new.

In addition, Zhu Qizhen eliminated a group of soldiers who were too young, or too old, so the number of recruits replenished by Xuanfu accounted for more than a quarter, if it were not for the strong opposition of Jiang Fu and Wang Jinchang and Yang Xin and others, thinking that eliminating too many veterans would have a destructive impact on the combat effectiveness of Xuanfu's soldiers, Zhu Qizhen might have to do it according to his own ideas.

-------------------- to the present, what makes Zhu Qizhen a little speechless is that it seems that his own actions have created today's situation. Thinking of this, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but sigh with a bag of tears in his eyes. "Your sister, you are also a king with a collapsed brain and an imbalance in the cerebellum, you can't wait for Lao Tzu to train the soldiers before you come?"

Zhu Qizhen was in a daze there, and those civil and military officers continued to study the map there, communicating or arguing in a whisper, in the end, the Xuanfu guarded from the east to the Yongguan Sihaizhi, west to the Xiyang River in Yanggao County, the northeast corner of present-day Shanxi, on the border line of 1,000 and 23 miles long, where would become the focus of the attack of the elite division of the Tile Spurs.

Since it is not the main force, but an elite division with a number of 1 to 20,000 to attack, no one dares to be sure, or everyone is not the roundworm in the stomach first, and it is not clear which direction the spury bald khan will attack.

"Your Majesty, please have tea." At this time, Wan Zhen'er moved the lotus step lightly and came to Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting on the couch with his chin in his hand in a daze, holding a steaming tea cup in his hand.

"It's tasteless now, let's use it later." Zhu Qizhen raised his eyebrows a little unhappily, but when he saw Wan Zhen'er's stunning beauty and the delicate red lips, the flames that had just risen in his heart shrank back again, and he could only squeeze out a smile and refuse.

"Your Majesty, didn't you just say that one person is short, and two people are long, there are so many generals and adults here, if you think about it, you will be able to come up with a way soon." Wan Zhen'er obediently put the teacup on the desk, but did not leave, but opened her mouth to comfort Zhu Qizhen.

Looking at this convex and backward curvy, beautiful girl with a graceful posture stood beside her, lightly opened her lips, comforted herself softly, smelled the faint fragrance overflowing from her body, and felt a burst of warmth in Zhu Qizhen's heart. "Yes, it's a pity, if Yang Hong can be here, with his decades of experience in guarding the Xuanfu, he should be able to find out the intention of the first."

Hearing Zhu Qizhen's sigh, Wan Zhen'er couldn't help but be silent, the name of Yang Hong, the famous general of the Ming Dynasty, is indeed like thunder, but unfortunately, he has been summoned to Beijing as today, called Lian Bing, in fact, I am afraid that there is a deeper reason in it...... Looking at Zhu Qizhen's slightly haggard cheeks, Wan Zhen'er's heart couldn't help but feel pity, and she couldn't help but feel pity in her heart, and she couldn't wait to be able to smooth the clouds between his eyebrows with her hands and solve this troublesome problem for him.

However, she is a weak woman, and what she has been familiar with since she was a child is only to figure out people's hearts, where will she know about military affairs. Yang Hong is not there, but the three Yang brothers are ...... Thinking of this, Wan Zhen'er's eyes couldn't help but light up, and she screamed in a low voice. "How did I forget him?"

"Huh?" Zhu Qizhen naturally heard Wan Zhen'er's excited whisper beside him, and couldn't help but turn his head to look over, this girl can't be full of food and support, everyone is here with a sad face, what do you have to worry about? Is

(To be continued)