Chapter 42: Strategizing
An Shouzhong was suddenly panicked: "Military advisor! Where did you start? Why would I want everyone to die together!"
Yan Zhuang waved his hand: "Don't panic! I'm not suspicious of your loyalty, I just want to say that if we defend Shaanxi County to the death, we will only be dead."
"Aren't we about to take Sui Yang?" An Shouzhong said in confusion.
"But the Tang court has completely controlled Guanzhong." Yan Zhuang said in a deep voice, "Before, we occupied most of Guanzhong, including Xijing. We could intimidate Bashu in the south and rush to Hedong in the north. Once Suiyang was captured, the Tang court would be able to slaughter him like a turtle in a jar. But now, even if we seize Suiyang, the Tang court would have occupied Guanzhong in the north and controlled Bashu in the south. Qin and Han dynasties used Guanzhong and Bashu as the basis for pacifying the world. If we dragged it down, it would only make the Tang court stronger. At that time, what other choice would we have besides being beaten up in one go?"
Hearing this, the faces of the soldiers gradually became solemn. As Yan Zhuang said, the times changed and the world changed, and the excellent stick to the loss of Tongguan can no longer be used.
"Our army wants to find a glimmer of life, but there is only one way." In fact, before Yan Zhuang's words were spoken, some generals already had an answer in their hearts, "That is to annihilate the Tang army as much as possible, weaken their armed forces, and then, on the one hand, completely control the area north of the Yangtze River and prepare for a protracted war; on the other hand, they wait for an opportunity to seize Tongguan again and occupy Guanzhong."
"Only in this way can we turn the situation around and turn defeat into victory." Yan Zhuang ended his discussion with a loud voice.
"What the military advisor said is extremely true!" An Shouzhong said convincedly. Others couldn't help but nodded frequently.
Yan Zhuang stood up and came to the center of the hall: "We will expose the defeat in Chang'an and will no longer punish you. Time is too late. Please devote your energy to the next battle as soon as possible."
"Yes!" the soldiers responded in unison, neither the depressedness of the earlier nor the excessive ease in their voices.
Seeing that people's hearts were settled, Yan Zhuang waved his arm and ordered people to carry the sand table into the hall.
He stood up and walked to the sand table. Yan Zhuang seemed to randomly insert the flag representing the army of both sides into the sand table, and said, "Now our troops are 150,000, which is similar to the number of Tang soldiers. Do you think if the two sides start war now, what are our chances of victory?"
"The military advisor is a top win!" An Shouzhong said earnestly.
"Don't flatter!" Yan Zhuang said angrily.
The soldiers laughed one after another, and the originally solemn atmosphere in the hall became much more relaxed.
The laughter gradually faded, Zhang Tongru coughed lightly and bowed, "As the saying goes, the soldiers will win, our army will suffer a small defeat, which just tries the character of the soldiers. As long as the command is properly, you will be able to know your shame and be brave and avenge your previous shame!"
"After the Tang army won, their emperor would be eager to expand the results of the war. If the Tang army went east, we could wait and see them all!"
"The eunuchs in the Tang court are in power, and we can make a fuss about them. If Guo Ziyi was executed by themselves like Gao Xianzhi at that time, then everything would be fine!"
"Our soldiers are skilled in horses and their individual combat effectiveness is better than that of the Tang army!"
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As soon as the conversation started, the soldiers could not hold back. Not long after, they listed more than a dozen Yan army's advantages.
"Okay, OK," Yan Zhuang smiled and waved his hand, interrupting the generals.
Moving slowly, Yan Zhuang left the sand table and walked towards the center of the hall.
As he walked, the smile on his face froze: "Okay, we have already talked a lot about Shengji. Next, let's talk about what are our disadvantages?"
As soon as this said, the atmosphere in the hall changed suddenly. People were still listing the victory chance for a while, but at this moment they suddenly turned into frost-beating cucumbers and wilted.
"Why don't you stop talking?" Yan Zhuang frowned, "Didn't you just say it well? Come on! An Shouzhong! You talk first!"
"This..." An Shouzhong stammered for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "The enemy's first victory, and his morale is like a rainbow. I'm afraid everyone will be brave, so we..." He didn't finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant.
"What else?" Yan Zhuang looked around everyone and asked with a serious expression.
"Guo Ziyi, the commander of the Tang army, was cautious in using troops and had no flaws." A general whispered in the corner.
"The Tang army's equipment is advanced, and their crossbows are twenty steps further than our range."
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Under strict scrutiny, the generals had no choice but to list the disadvantages one by one, and the atmosphere in the hall became heavier again.
When Yan Zhuang's eyes fell on Zhang Tongru, Zhang Tongru was infected by the heavy atmosphere around him. Without thinking about it, he opened his mouth: "The Tang court has now retaken Xijing, and the central government is becoming more and more stable, but our Luoyang..."
As soon as he said that, Zhang Tongru suddenly realized! His words easily made Yan Zhuang think that he was suspicious that An Lushan had been murdered!
Before he knew it, cold sweat had already covered his forehead. Zhang Tongru knew that if Yan Zhuang was angry at this time, he could have beheaded him in the name of disrupting the morale of the army.
But Yan Zhuang did not do this. He did not even stop his eyes on Zhang Tongru, but turned around and walked back to the sand table, facing everyone again.
"Everyone has said so much. If you insist on choosing one of the biggest threats, which one do you think is?" Yan Zhuang covered his hands on the edge of the sand table, and his eyes were burning.
As soon as these words were spoken, the generals nodded and began to think carefully.
After a while, some people gradually seemed to want to speak, but they were both eager to speak.
Finally, Li Guiren, who had been silent, cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "In my opinion, most of the threats mentioned before are not invincible. For example, the Tang army is well-equipped, we can make up for it with the advantages of formation and individual combat power; Guo Ziyi is cautious in using troops, but he is also a human being. There are always times when he makes mistakes. We have Lord Yan in charge and should be able to find a chance to win. The only thing I worry about is the cavalry of the Uighurs. Their combat power is even better than our Yiluohe and Tongluo Jingqi. We finally failed in the battle of Chang'an, and a large part of the reason is the existence of this cavalry."
"Then do you think, how can we deal with this cavalry?" Yan Zhuang asked back.
Li Guiren's eyes flashed, and he thought for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "If you want to solve them, the best way is to kill their Ye Hu! As far as I know, the Ye Hu of the Uighurs is the backbone of this cavalry. As long as Ye Hu dies, the army will immediately become a mess of sand, which is not to be afraid!"
"But it is said that the Uighur Ye Hu's martial arts skills have become extraordinary and saints, and can be called the top of the martial arts world. If you want to kill him..." Speaking of this, Li Guiren's face showed a look of embarrassment.
"It's okay," Yan Zhuang smiled and shook his head, "As long as he is a human, he has weaknesses and can be killed!"
"Come on! Let's discuss the formation first!" Yan Zhuang waved his sleeves and summoned the generals around the sand table.
On the sand table, Yan Zhuang had already formed a formation and was waiting for discussion by the generals.
Chapter completed!