Seven days had passed, and Meng Wei had finally been freed from that painful experience, and he had thought that the general who would be eager to find him seemed to have no memory of him.

The army marched again, and continued to march to Fengyang to clear the Jingren, but this time, everyone learned to be obedient, and no longer fought separately in parts, but slowly advanced with battalions as units, every three battalions as an arrow.

Fortify the wall and clear the wilderness, killing all the Jingren in sight.

The Jing people are also worthy of the title of "goblin", and under the successive battles, at least more than 300,000 have been wiped out, but the closer they get to Fengyang, the higher the density of the Jing people. This also made the hearts of the marquis and captains of the army a lot heavier.

This time the conquest, at most, can only go to Fengyang, and further on, but it will be to Beihai, Beihai is Yuan Futong's fiefdom, although it is also a prince, but that place is full of hair and blood, closed off the country. It is not necessary, even Chonghou Hu is unwilling to deal with Yuan Futong.

Therefore, this place of Fengyang is the place of decisive battle with the Jing people, and the Jing people will not easily enter the North Sea.

In addition to Yuan Futong in Beihai, there are also ...... More dangers.

Fengyang City was already empty, the camp of the Jingren was not visible on the bank of the Danshui River, and the three stone bridges that could cross the Danshui River were not destroyed by the Jingren, as if they were luring the army to cross the bridge to a war of attrition.

As for the raft, it is not realistic, it is impossible for the Chongcheng army, which does not have an advantage in numbers, to do this, and the losses will only be greater than crossing the bridge.

"This King Jingren is crazy." Meng Wei couldn't help but say. Keeping the stone bridge is thinking about carrying the war to the end.

Next to him was the direct lieutenant Taiyu who had recently favored him, and he wiped the more refined copper sword and rubbed his brows: "King Jingren, I have never heard that Jingren will have a king, if he fights us in the plains, the outcome is still unknown." But in this situation, it will be very difficult to continue to lose money. ”

Taiyu never thought that they would lose, he was thinking about the issue of gains and losses, this army is not an ordinary army of servants, and the people who lead the army are not the Chonghou who coerces the northern Xinjiang, so naturally there will be more different voices.

The discussion that Tangtai said did not shy away from Meng Wei, they didn't care, they were all the heirs of the major princes, there was no need to fight here for the so-called face and a group of lowly Jingren, as long as they could go home, everyone would be able to become a prince in more than ten years.

Therefore, the entire military spirit and public opinion, under the spread of people with intentions, have long become meaningless wars.

In previous years, the princes fought in a scuffle, the winner took all, won the land and won the people, and there could also be gold and silver treasures.

What do people have? Can't you eat these humanoids? That's what slaves do to survive, they are the sons of nobles, and the people can't make this mouth, Jingren, except for military merits, there is no oil and water at all.

What they said is useless, the general is Chongying Luan, and in Chongying Luan, no one can leave without saying anything about the withdrawal of troops.

Withdrawal and desertion are two different concepts.

"Your reputation has been booming recently, Chongcheng Crazy Armor, such a big name, if it weren't for the prohibition of collusion in the army, your camp should have been squeezed by them."

"Alas, it's spread in the army, and I'm also very distressed."

Meng Wei touched his face, his face was oily, it has been two months since he set out on the expedition, not to mention taking a bath, his face is rarely washed, he washed it once when he was covered in blood last time, and it has been more than a week now.

Modern people's cleanliness habits are at work again.

If you take it, you must give it first, the name of this crazy armor is very fatal.

Those who are good at fighting have no great reputation, and the sooner they become famous, the faster they will die.

The more he built momentum for no reason, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.

While the two were chatting, a general guard came over, greeted Taiyu and said: "Pass the general's order, and the Chinese army's main division is to listen to the order before Meng tastes the account." ”

Yu Taiyu threw down the sackcloth in frustration, stuck the copper sword into the soil, and sighed.

"I knew that if he could retire from the army, he wouldn't be called Chongyingluan."

"I admire you, Meng Wei."

"I am the eldest son of the Taibo family, the future Taibo, and I am also Ying Luan's best friend, and I have been observing you for the past few days. You're very knowledgeable, Mad Armor? The title of reckless man, you are a really capable person. A man's ability should not only be force, I hope you can live well. ”

After speaking, Yu Taiyu patted Meng Wei's shoulder, and returned to the camp without looking back.

Meng Wei was also bitter in his heart, and he knew that behind all fame there must be his price.

He didn't have a choice, and no one asked him for his opinion.

It's always been like this, it's like working part-time, it's like traveling to this era, and it's still the same.

Secretly clenched his fists, Meng Wei didn't say anything, let's go first. He also wanted to know what the young general was going to say when he approached him.

After entering the camp tent, Chongying Luan glanced at Meng Wei, and did not rush to speak, but kept pondering in front of a map that Meng Yan couldn't understand at all.

Time passed little by little, and Meng Wei was also a little saved, the maker of this map was just like Wang Qinian, and he was magical. Can anyone really understand it?

"In the past few days, I have taken people along Danshui, and Danshui will have shallows in four places." Chong Yingluan pointed to a place on the map where there was an obvious river, found four places that were narrower than the normal river channel, and drew two X's with charcoal in two of them.

"I've tried to let people wade in these two places, but the sediment is too deep to cross the river. The remaining two places intersect far apart, one upstream of the stone bridge and one downstream of the stone bridge. ”

"I've heard it mentioned a few times, you have a lot of strategic ideas, if it were you, what would you choose?"

Meng Wei was a little smacking, you asked me? You shouldn't have a staff member or a few mid-level lieutenants to have a few meetings to discuss this kind of thing, you ask me such a small soldier?

But he also heard it, Chongying Luan is the main battle faction, and unlike the sons and daughters of several princes of the Shantai and Mei families, Chongying Luan is the second son, and he is not the best successor in law.

But this person is not taboo in life, and he has never been taboo when he speaks.

The etiquette laws of the Shang and Zhou dynasties were completely different, and the inheritance law of the elders and the young, in an orderly manner, should theoretically be prevalent after the Zhou Gong formulated the Zhou rites.

Now, although most princes and families will follow the primogeniture system, it is not absolute.

For example, the future king of Shang is not the eldest son, his father, that is, the current Shang king Emperor Yi, will directly pass on the throne to his second son Yin Shou in the future.

Chongying Biao also sent Chao Ge as a hostage, and everyone felt that Chongying Luan was the next lord of Chongcheng, and he shouldn't be so radical.

"Perhaps, we can not cross the river?" Meng Wei tentatively made a suggestion, but Chongying Luan obviously didn't buy it, just looked at him coldly.

After being silent for a long time, Meng Wei was a little helpless.

"General, now there are four or five hundred thousand Jingren on the other side of the river, and our army will face a half-crossing attack when crossing the river, and if we don't cross the river, we can wait for work, and the city of Fengyang will be broken early, and hundreds of thousands of people eating and drinking will become a problem in itself. Why do you have to cross the river? ”

I have the impression that the monarch who abides by the law of etiquette was killed by someone half-crossing, thus laying the beginning of the tactical beginning of the future soldiers.

Chongying Luan nodded: "At first, I thought the same thing, and I prepared like this, stick to the Danshui River, and then ask Chongcheng for help." If the Jingren can't cross the river, they have only two choices. ”

"Either continue north to the North Sea, or break into pieces and cross the Danshui."

"The former naturally diverted our crisis, I'm not afraid of what Beihai will say, that side is cold and unscrupulous, and Jingren used to send rations. But the harm of the latter is very great, King Jingren will not die, this time the purge is over, and there will be another war in northern Xinjiang in the next three to five years. ”

Chongying Luan said heavily, of course, he had other concerns in his heart, but it was inconvenient to say these words to Meng Wei again.

"I know that everyone thinks I'm trying to fight for a breath, so I'm stubborn."

"It doesn't matter to me what heirs, what famous generals' dignity and persistence. What I want is to directly strangle all crises and sources, and I want the northern Xinjiang to have no danger of appeasement in the future. ”

Meng Wei couldn't help but glance at Chongyingluan, this resounding speech is indeed very patterned, which makes him have a lot of changes in his opinion of this young marshal, the result is the same, but the starting point and process are equally important, this is a visionary person.

Sure enough, with the careful cultivation of famous families, it is unlikely that a straw bag will be produced.

"So, I need your help." Chongying Luan pointed to the map, "I will organize two surprise attack armies, sneak land from two shoals, establish two bridgeheads, as long as I hold on to the whole army crossing the river, I can besiege the Jingren on the bank of the Danshui River." ”

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"So? This is the meaning of your mad armor in the army these days? Meng Wei was still nodding, but at this time, he reacted, just after praising that you have a pattern, and cooperating with your pattern is to send me to death?

Fighting against the water, he is not Han Xin, this two thousand people who crossed the river, even if they can survive in the end, how many are left?

He hasn't figured out the blood sacrifice yet, but how do you think about it, this skill won't turn him into a perpetual motion machine, even if hundreds of thousands of pigs rush over and hit the knife, he can't withstand it!

Jingren is not really a cow or sheep, even if a cow or sheep really wants to attack humans in groups, it is not completely lethal.

Not to mention, this group of Yasuto people is the same as monkeys, and they also have bows and swords in their hands.

Chongying Luan bowed, just like a certain prince of Yan in the future invited Jing Ke.

"You are only a soldier, if you want to lead the army, you naturally need fame, this success, you should be the first merit, I will fight for you."

Looking at Meng Wei, who looked uncomfortable, Chongying Luan also knew that his request was forcible and embarrassing, no matter how great the credit was, he had to have his life to take it, so he had to bring it up again.

"This is not just for the sake of Northern Xinjiang, Brother Meng Wei, think about the fertility of the Jingren, and then think about the appeal of the Jingren King. This is for the sake of the Terrans. ”

After speaking, he accepted himself and bowed.

How could Meng Wei dare to accept his worship, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

With this help, he knew that he might not be able to get out of the car.

I hate moral kidnapping the most in my life, but what Chongyingluan said is indeed reasonable.

Either take advantage of the opportunity of the Jingren assembly to kill all these "goblins", or destroy the Jingren King. Otherwise, the more time passes, these mouse-like Jingren will really lead to big problems.

Not to mention the battle of Shang Zhou. In the future, history may really be the world of Warhammer.

He is taking risks, Chongying Luan is not risking his own future, you must know that this time, regardless of victory or defeat, many princes in this army will be damaged in battle.

Not to mention inheriting the title, whether he can live or not is a question.

Alas, there are only a few words in the records in the history books, and how can I know how much loyalty and righteousness the ancestors paid in order to defend the territory and expand the territory. ’

"Anyway, what the hell is Jingren, isn't this a god list or Shang Zhou, this is the movie version of "The Great Wall" at the end of Shang, which script written by a ninth-rate screenwriter. ’