It will be three days later that the Guang'an Army matter will be handled.

Wang Kui's Xichuan Commander, the commander of Wang Kui, issued a document to merge the Guang'an Army into the Yongkang Army, and all the generals and schools were dispersed and left in Chengdu Prefecture, waiting for dispatch.

The Yongkang Army was a trusted general of the Hanzhou Army under Wang Kui. He kicked out the generals and entangled the soldiers in. Without taking the lead, the Yongkang Army was able to eat these hundreds of soldiers easily.

As for the original Guang'an army, it became an empty shell, waiting for the court to withdraw its military pay and recruit troops again.

A mess that could easily lead to mutiny was handled cleanly in every move of Wang Kui.

Changsun Hong admired his style of cutting through messy knots with quick swords. Although he was a little concerned about his work, he forced him to see that Wang Kui's wisdom and ability were infinite.

In the past few days, the two of them lived together in the original government office of Chengdu. Most of the buildings here were white, and there were not even a few walls left. However, there were still some houses behind. I cleaned up a few roofs and walls, so I could settle down.

The largest one is of course used as a temporary lobby.

The lobby was very small, as if it was a wing room before, and there were a little crowded with about a dozen people standing there. There was no way. Wang Kui sometimes even had to set up tables and chairs in the open space outside to discuss matters with his subordinates.

However, when he and Changsun Hong were the only ones, they could still savor tea and sit in the room and talk slowly.

The map of Shimenfan was hung grandly on one wall of the house. This was a gift from Changsun Hong to Wang Kui, which was much more detailed than the map sent by the Privy Council of the Song Dynasty.

"The spies from the north have returned and said that the Mongols stayed near Lizhou and guarded Jianmen Pass. However, the number of people is not large. They are all left by the Han army. The Mongolians' team returned to Helin. This is an opportunity for us."

The two stood in front of the map, staring at the curved lines and dots on the map, discussing.

The person who spoke was Changsun Hong, and he said, "The Sword Gate is a gateway, and anyone who guards can take the lead. With the Sword Gate, we have to pinch the throat of the Mongols going south, forcing them to detour the Micang Road. There are complex mountains and rivers and barren lands. If the Mongols want to come in, they will lose half their lives first."

"If the Mongols possessed the Jianmen, they would be as relaxed as visiting Chengdu. There was no natural danger between Jiange and Chengdu, and they would enter and exit casually. Chen Longzhi worked hard to manage Chengdu for several years, but once it was destroyed, it was proof."

Wang Kui felt deeply and nodded, "It makes sense, but now we are rashly attacking Jiange, not to mention whether we can take it or not. Just say whether the imperial court sends envoys to discuss peace with Mongolia. Will it affect the progress of peace? Once the Mongolians get angry, they will send large troops into Sichuan, how can you and me fight against you?"

He has made a mistake again. It is hard to say whether this is a disadvantage or an advantage. If you think about defeat in advance and then win, it is safe to say that it is, but if you say that it is ugly, it is flinch.

Changsun Hong knew that he was a habit and disagreed, so he enlightened him: "What does the court have to do with us when discussing peace? If we beat us, the court will not affect each other. If we take down Jiange and reverse the passive situation in Xichuan, it may be a good thing for the court."

"But..." Wang Kui frowned and was about to say it again, but was interrupted by Changsun Hong's next words.

"No, but the Mongols have no time to take care of us. The throne of the Great Khan is not enough. No one can take it down for ten years. They are different from us. The princes of the Song Dynasty can inherit the throne at any time. The Khan of the Mongolians has no prince, only princes, and so many princes. When they fight the next big khan, the Jiange has been held in our hands for a long time."

Wang Kui looked at him, half-believing and half-doubted, feeling that this seemed a bit of a play. Changsun Hong had never been to Mongolia, so why did he know so well about the inheritance system of the Khan throne there?

But he chose to believe it because he had never suffered any losses after listening to Changsun Hong's words.

"Second brother, if you want to fight in Jiange, you have to wait a year or two. We have no food on hand. The 100,000 dan of rice and grain sent by Lord Meng is only enough for military and civilians. If you take it out to expand the army, it will affect the resettlement of refugees returning home. The reconstruction of Xichuan will delay for a long time."

Wang Kui said that he had a lot of thoughts: "After the rice in Chengdu Prefecture matures in the first year, the general money of the imperial court will be allocated and the treasury is abundant, we can expand the army and prepare for war."

"Money and grain are the premise. Money is used to repair cities, restorate roads, and restore damaged street markets. Food is even more indispensable. Brother said it well." Changsun Hong also said: "I have a strategy here, which is about building a chain of mountain city locks in Xichuan. Please take a look. If it is feasible, it is best to start as soon as possible."

"What my second brother brought must be feasible." Wang Kui smiled and took it, and bought a square-fold map and a stack of paper with words.

Wang Kui looked at the paper briefly and roughly, and just looked at the first one, he could no longer move his eyes. He simply sat down and looked one by one. After reading it in the blink of an eye, he spread out the map in an urgent manner. While looking at the words on the paper, he compared the dense red circles on the map, and looked left and right, and was having a great time.

After a while, he looked up, his eyes red as if a gambler suddenly turned out a deck of heavenly cards, and shouted in surprise and joy: "Miscellaneous plan! Great! Genius!"

Changsun Hong, who was drinking tea with a reserved attitude, seemed to have expected that he would be so shocked. He calmly put down the tea cup, spit out a piece of tea, and slowly looked at him: "Brother, do you think it's good?"

"Okay! Of course it's good! Excellent!" Wang Kui stood up, danced and raved the stack of paper, and he could tell that the paper was the best Saiwenkui.

"The mountain city is connected, locked and closed roads, take the rivers and mountains as the line, the city as the point, the point leads the line, the line controls the surface, there are passes everywhere, and there are strong cities everywhere, moving all the cities on the plain that are easy to attack and difficult to defend into the mountain city. When something happens, the people all go up the mountain. The Mongols only get an empty city, which is useless. If they want to attack the mountain, it will be difficult!"

He picked up the map again and held it in his hand as if he had a treasure: "What's even better is that the locations of these mountain cities are all on the top of the mountain, but they also set the important roads at the foot of the mountain, and the Mongols could not ignore it."

"There are mountain roads between cities, and they all walk on the ridges. How can Mongolian cavalry climb up? If you have any problems in a city, at least two nearby cities will support you. The person who draws this picture must be a wonderful genius!"

He looked at Changsun Hong enthusiastically and said, "Second brother, which expert painted this?"

Changsun Hong smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's my two brothers. I'll introduce you to you when I have time. But brother, although the mountain city is good, it's extremely expensive. Once the stall is opened, a huge amount of money will be filled in. If you want to adopt it, you should ask the court for instructions and raise huge funds before implementing it. Otherwise, Xichuan's destruction alone will not be able to do it."

"Of course, I can save it. Speaking of money..." Wang Kui's eyes turned to Changsun Hong again: "I don't know what happened to the Salt Supervisor, how did my second brother do?"
Chapter completed!