"Are you questioning my decision?" Wang Buxunen's face darkened, and he felt a little angry.

"I don't dare, I'm just discussing the matter." Zhang Liang still said calmly, as if he was doing business in a business-like manner.

"Wait another month, wait for the new recruits to arrive, the previous battles have been fought, and the troops need to rush across the grassland to fight thousands of miles away, how can you guarantee that there will be no other problems along the way? What if someone gets lost?

What to do?" Wang Buxian said with a hint of anger in his tone.

This is not impossible. Gongsun Ao lost his way in history.

It would be understandable if Gongsun Ao got lost because he lacked experience in grassland warfare.

Then Li Guang, who had participated in several grassland battles, was also lost in the last crucial battle.

How to explain this?

Wang Buxu, as a descendant, certainly knows that this situation is inevitable, and he can get a GPS or Beidou to figure it out.

But he had tried his best to arrange it. The Yuezhi people, including the scouts who had penetrated into the Huns in advance, were all pawns arranged by him.

But relying on these alone, Wang Buxian still could not guarantee that the army would not get lost 100%.

Therefore, it is necessary to go out in advance and leave enough time for them to avoid becoming more hasty and panicking, and becoming more panicked and making mistakes.

"Guan Ying!" Wang Buxu felt that Zhang Liang seemed to be deliberately going against him, so he decided not to care about Zhang Liang's opinion.

No one knows the threat of the Huns better than himself, and no one knows better than himself that now is the best time to attack the Huns.

If the Han army had not arrived until the victory between the Huns and the Donghu people had been decided, the day lilies would have been cold.

"I'm here!" Guan Ying took a step forward, vaguely guessing what Wang Buxu was going to do next.
Chapter completed!