In the big tent of the Chinese army under the command of Jiannan, Li Moran was pacing anxiously alone, glancing at the door from time to time, obviously waiting for someone.

Finally, as soon as the curtain was lifted, a middle-aged man with a pedantic appearance walked in, it was Cao Yuanshan.

Seeing Cao Yuanshan coming, Li Moran frowned and said, "The military situation is urgent, what is the matter with you, do you have to say it now?" ”

Cao Yuanshan was not impatient, but said calmly: "Guogong wants to go north with the whole army and join forces with Dingguo Gong and march east together, right?" ”

"Yes! Is there anything wrong? Li Moran heard the subtext in Cao Yuanshan's words.

"What does the national government think will be the number of victories and losers on both sides once the battle is engaged?" Cao Yuanshan asked without answering.

Li Moran frowned and said: "With more strikes and fewer shots, with being prepared to attack unprepared, it should be our side that has a better chance of winning, right?" ”

Cao Yuanshan sneered and said: "Guogong is so uncertain, is he not confident in this judgment in his heart?" ”

"What do you mean?" Li Moran asked rhetorically.

Cao Yuanshan smiled lightly and said, "The student is just talking about things. Guogong said that it is unprepared to attack unprepared, which one is prepared and which one is unprepared? The student still remembers that when Li Guanqi toured the west, Guogong had already understood his purpose, he was going to get rid of you and Dingguo Gong a long time ago, how many outstanding generals were drawn from the army of the two Guogongs in the previous two lieutenant training camps? Saying that he is unprepared, I'm afraid Guogong himself doesn't believe it, right? On the other hand, the two princes of the country hurriedly raised troops after Li Guanqi's disarmament order was issued, is this also considered prepared? ”

Li Moran clenched his fists and said: "Even if Li Guanqi has been prepared, but under the condition that the other provinces remain neutral, what he can really count on is only the twelve guards of the Jingshi, which adds up to more than 130,000 people, but our side has 800,000 people." The military is far superior to him, and the odds are still mine! ”

Cao Yuanshan shook his head and said, "Guogong, please forgive the students for speaking bluntly. Although our side has an advantage in numbers, its training and actual combat experience are seriously insufficient, and its equipment is also far behind, especially the men and horses of Dingguo Gong. In terms of combat power, it cannot be compared with the twelve guards of the Beijing Division. The last time Li Guanqi toured the west, the 3,000 people of the Shannan Army were defeated by 500 horse thieves, and 10,000 people were defeated by 3,000 mountain bandits! ”

Li Moran has always looked down on the level of combat power of the Shannan Army, so after listening to Cao Yuanshan's words, he didn't refute anything, but bit his lip tightly and fell into contemplation.

Cao Yuanshan continued: "Since Li Guanqi ascended the throne, he has been carrying out reforms in all aspects. Especially his armor research institute, it is said that the firearms researched made the Turks tremble, and the twelve guards of the Beijing Division were his elite, and An Neng was not equipped with firearms? ”

Listening to Cao Yuanshan coming one by one, Li Moran felt that his head was actually starting to sweat, and he suddenly felt that maybe the decision to raise troops this time was wrong, but now that the arrow was on the bow, he had to send it. He slowly spoke: "Mr. Cao, do you have a good plan to teach me?" ”

Cao Yuanshan took a step forward and said, "Students don't dare! But the move of the whole army to the north is absolutely inappropriate......"

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At dusk. The sun in the sky is red, red like blood. But the red light reflected on the earth is not a wonderful scene, but a battlefield soaked in blood.

The water of the Wujiang River, which was originally as clear as a mirror, has long been stained red by blood, and under the thick shade on both sides of the river, it looks more and more black as ink. On the battlefield, the yellow-clad soldiers and the red-clad rebels were intertwined, and as far as the eye could see, there were piles of corpses and discarded chariots......

The warriors who had not yet fallen continued to roar and wave the murderous weapons in their hands, and in the cold light, new corpses fell like haystacks from time to time. The disgusting smell of blood drew vultures and crows in the distance, croaking and circling the sky......

Both sides have left countless corpses on the ground, but they are still continuously investing new troops, but it can be seen that Daqian's troops are gradually losing their sharpness, and the soldiers in yellow armor are retreating step by step, and the front line is less than three miles away from the Chinese army where the main general is located, and the word "Lu" on the Daxu flag is still faintly visible. The main battlefield on the riverbank is also slowly being covered by the corps of red flag armor.

On the hillside, under the banner of the word "Lu", Lu Zizhen, the general of Yuanzhou, was standing and watching, his armor stained with blood, and the sticky black-brown blood clots were scabbed over his beard. In the evening breeze, his beard and hair fluttered along with the flag, and he was usually silent, but when he fought, he was like a burning fire.

Looking at the battle line that was gradually approaching him, Lu Zizhen slowly squatted down, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, rubbed it in his hands and on the sword, and the rough palm and the wide giant sword were also stained with blood, and he was cleaning up.

"Hasn't the brother sent to ask for reinforcements come back yet?" Lu Zizhen asked the young female general standing beside him.

"Not yet, Dad." The young female general is none other than Lu Zizhen's daughter Lu Yuting, and although her future is bleak, she still has a heart-warming smile on her face. Her hands were also stained with blood, and if you looked closely, you could see wounds one after another, and the dry skin seemed to have left the muscles, and it was hard and hard and white.

"Cao Shixun, this bastard, still refuses to send troops, so he is not afraid that I will join him?" Lu Zizhen twitched his face, looked at the front line again, and continued: "This is the ninth attack today. It seems that the rebels are determined to cross the river today. ”

Lu Yuting smiled lightly and said, "Chen Guangxi gathered 300,000 soldiers and horses on the west bank, but was blocked by 5,000 of us and couldn't cross the river for five days. ”

The adjutant general next to him interjected: "We have also lost most of our brothers in the past five days, and now there are only three hundred people left behind us......" His words were not finished, but the meaning of the words was already obvious, their troops were no longer enough, and if they continued to defend it, it would be a result of the annihilation of the whole army.

Lu Zizhen snorted coldly and said, "What I received was an edict from the Holy Lord, to defend the Wujiang defense line at all costs. You must know that this is the first and last natural danger, once the rebels cross the Wujiang River, it will be a flat river, and our army will no longer be in danger. ”

"But General, do you think we still have a chance to win this battle?" The deputy will continue to ask with a stiff neck, he is not afraid of death, but the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, and if he continues to fight, he can only be sent to death in vain. (To be continued......)