Mao Gu'an remembers it very well.

That day, he led the way for Lin Fan, and the group of them went around the cliff at Yushakou.

Standing on the top of the cliff, Lin Fan proposed to ride his horse down.

Mao Gu'an looked at the steep cliff and frowned.

Is it dangerous?

Of course it's dangerous.

Although, as it turned out, it was true that cavalry could indeed rush down from here and deal heavy blows to the enemy, but at first glance at the cliff, ordinary people would never think of using this method.

This is not simply a matter of "newborn calves".

Rather, imagination.

Imagination is also needed to march and fight.

The more unexpected the arrangement, the more imagination is needed.

I can't make a stroke in my mind, and if I really fight, I can only put on a posture and slowly grind my position with the other party.

Mao Gu'an introspected, he just lacked a little imagination.

Lin Xuan, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, certainly has that ability, but it is precisely because he leads the three armies that he needs a long-term vision to coordinate the entire battle situation more than the attack on one city and one pass.

Unless he is eighty or ninety percent sure, Lin Xuan rarely makes surprise moves.

He will choose to deal with the problem with a more prudent and reliable arrangement.

And the first prince is a lover of "strange soldiers".

All kinds of whimsical and miraculous, which make people feel "unbelievable" when they hear it, and then think about it seriously, it makes sense.

This also caused several disputes between the former prince and Lin Xuan.

Arguments about how to use troops and how to win, sometimes a quarrel is an hour or two.

In those years, everyone was not surprised.

Anyway, it's all about things and not people, and after the quarrel, the direction is set, and it's still good for the brothers.

Everyone admired Lin Xuan's youth and stability, and also amazed the whimsy of the former prince.

It is precisely because Da Zhou has such a stable and strange situation that it can have such a great result.

Mao Gu'an thought that Lin Fan's imagination was really the same as that of the former prince.

As for the facial features......

It's not that much like that, really.

Anyway, Marquis Yongning didn't mention it, before today, Mao Gu'an would never have thought that Lin Fan was the son of the first prince.

After being said to be broken, and then carefully analyzed, there is a feeling of "it seems that there is a little bit of meaning here, there".

However, there are also benefits to not being like.

It was really printed in the same mold as the first prince, how could Lin Fan grow up under the emperor's nose.

Shaking his swollen head, General Mao asked, "Such an important matter, the old marquis told me so?" ”

"As far as you know," Yongning Hou said, "there is only you except our own family. ”

Mao Gu'an was stunned for a moment, glanced behind him, and pointed to the void: "Anbei Hou, General Feng, you haven't said it yet?" ”

"I didn't say it, and I don't plan to say it, now is not the time to shout," Yongning Hou pressed Mao Gu'an's shoulder and said, "You are different from them."

General Mao clenched his fists.

He understood what Yongninghou meant.

Marquis Anbei and General Feng have been in Beijing for too many years, and it is inevitable that there will be complicated relationships around them.

Even at this time, at the border gate, there will be some things that must be weighed in their actions.

He Mao Gu'an is different.

He has never entered Beijing, so he guards the border gates, and has nothing to do with the twists and turns in Beijing.

Compared with the emperor sitting on the dragon chair in the capital, he has more feelings for the first emperor and the first prince Zhao Lin.

If the Marquis of Yongning wants to find a trustworthy helper at the border, he will be more suitable than the Marquis of Anbei.

Mao Gu'an asked, "Are you sure I'm willing to raise troops?" ”

No matter how familiar he is with the emperor, he is also the general of the Great Zhou.

Who is sitting on the dragon chair has little to do with Mao Gu'an.

"I'm not sure," Yongninghou said truthfully, "but more or less, you can listen to it." ”

Mao Gu'an did not answer.

"The old man knows, what title and what future, you would have looked at it twice in the early decades, but now, you can't look down on those," Yongning Hou said, "You care more about fighting Xiliang, from Xizhou all the way to Xiliang's nest, this is what you want to do." ”

When it came to Mao Gu's peace of mind, he grinned.

"With the emperor's temperament, he is reluctant to send troops, and if it is not the right time this time, he will not be able to fight with Xiliang," Yongning Hou continued, "Don't talk about fighting Xizhou City, it is already very difficult to get it now without shouting to collect troops." ”

Indeed it is.

Mao Guan muttered to himself.

It's not that the emperor doesn't want to collect troops, but he is bent on dealing with "anti-thieves" and can't take care of it.

"It's Lin Xiaozi, who wants to fight Xizhou," Yongning Hou smiled, "The old man is not forcing you to make an idea, he just thinks that when he attacks Xizhou, you can cooperate with Lin Xiaozi." ”

Mao Gu Anqi said: "With his identity, do you want him to fight Xizhou again?" ”

"When the first prince was the prince, he didn't do much in person," the old marquis blocked him back with a word, "Although there is an edict from the first emperor, but after all, the emperor has been an emperor for more than 20 years, and the more merits the imperial grandson has, the smoother he can go in the future." ”

Mao Gu'an bowed his head heavily: "Hitting Xizhou is the most important, and no one will hold back." ”

Yongning Hou said: "When you conquer Xizhou, whether you follow the old man to the east and clear the monarch's side, or don't make a move, only guard the western border, or stop in front of the old man to protect the emperor, follow yourself, the old man has nothing to say." ”

Speaking of which, Mao Guan couldn't say anything for a while.

Yongning Hou got up and moved his muscles: "Having said that, the old man has no burden.

The old man followed the first emperor back then, the first emperor pointed to the east, and the old man fought the east.

The old man's title was also given by the first emperor.

In this life, I followed the first emperor to the end. ”

After speaking, Yongning Hou waved his hand, didn't let Mao Gu'an send it, and walked out of the big tent by himself.

Mao Gu'an followed, and saw the old marquis return to the main tent, before turning around and entering the tent.

Obviously, Xizhou has not yet been defeated, so there is no need to rush to make an idea now, but after the conversation just now, General Mao has a somewhat imminent feeling.

It's hard!

Why did such a difficult thing come to him?

No matter which side you support, or everything you do, it's not easy.

But he has no one to discuss!

An Beihou, Feng Zhong, Liu Ben, none of them know!

However, he was the only one who knew about such a big event, and it was really, a little excited.

Especially, when Feng Zhong and An Beihou came over together, General Mao looked at the two who were hidden in the dark, and tried his best to calm down.

"Su Zhi's mouth can't be opened," Anbei Hou said, "Li Ji scolded loudly. ”

General Mao's eyes lit up.

When questioning, the most troublesome thing is that the other party is silent.

As long as you are willing to speak out, scold it, sometimes scolding and scolding, and the truth will come out if you can't hold it.

"I gave Li Jiao a good talk about the process of Su Zhi's defeat, especially the Miao Overseer, I added fuel and vinegar and said," Feng Zhong smiled, "Li Jiao will blow up." ”

General Mao was happy.

Li Jiao is so angry, he has suffered the same loss.

Empathize, can you not jump your feet?

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