In May and June, the weather is hot.

Although the terrain of Chishan Camp is a little higher, there are many wars around the surrounding waters, and blood and flesh are flying everywhere, and dead bodies are buried in mud. Last night, thunder sounded, and another rain fell to this point. The water was gurgling in some places, and it was a little cleaner. But more places became more and more foul, flies flying around, and maggots were floating.

Such an environment is likely to be outbreak.

So the soldiers had to disperse into many squads and spread to the entire battlefield, cleaning up the many areas where they might be stationed.

Outsiders think that the tone of marching is drums, horns, swords, and bravery to fight the enemy. In fact, it is not. After a battle was launched, most of the time, the soldiers were busy doing various physical tasks.

In this moment, it was very hard to clean the body, and so was it building a camp.

The felt cloth worn by the soldiers could not block the rain at all, and their clothes and armor were all wet. Even in summer, the rain would be very cold when washed away by the body, and the water stains would make the body cooler. Some soldiers sat on the side of the road to rest, took off their clothes and tucked them dry, and then stopped putting them on, and went back and forth with their shirtlessness.

The road is muddy and there are still water holes hidden. As you walk, you will fall accidentally, causing mud all over your body. When the tent is completed, there is no place to take a shower. Standing in the rain and rinse your body, hurry up and get into the tent to rest.

But the ground in the tent was still wet, so I couldn't sleep for long, so I had to get up and patrol the night watch, so there was no time to calm down.

This is the treatment of the soldiers, and the baggage soldiers have worked even harder. Over the years, the Jingzhou Army and the Jiaozhou Army have become more and more complete, and the transportation manpower is needed. Although most of the time they rely on ships, land transportation is inevitable.

A huge amount of supplies was loaded on vehicles of various specifications, and countless people were dragging or riding horses around. The vehicles were trapped in the mud every now and then, more people had to be dispatched to deal with them, and even had to demolish the vehicles and let the road open.

It is estimated that they will not be able to stop until early tomorrow morning.

Guan Yu stood near the gate and looked around. He saw countless tents hidden under the rain. The lights were dotted, and the lights were dotted, and the lights were unstable. There were loud noises of soldiers nearby. It seemed that although the conditions were bad, the morale of the soldiers was not bad.

This atmosphere is hard to explain, but it seems like he wants to win a battle, which makes Guan Yu feel particularly comfortable.

After a long time, he returned to the central army tent along the corridor between the camps.

His big tent was divided into two fronts and backs. The outer room was very wide, enough to accommodate the generals to discuss matters, while the inner room was narrow. In addition to a bed, a couch, a sand table, there were weapons such as swords, long spears and a leather armor, arranged at the head of the bed within reach.

Guan Yu sat on the bed. His body was very heavy, and the bed board suddenly creaked.

"Sit down, too." Guan Yu waved his hand.

Guan Ping was sitting on the couch with some restraint.

Although Guan Ping is over 40 years old and is a calm general, his father is always as powerful as a god in his heart, especially in the military camp, whose majesty is so powerful that people dare not look at him.

"All the generals have dispersed. I don't have to say anything about praise. Of course, the contributions to the discussion will not be less." Guan Yu said in a deep voice: "But if you should ask clearly, you still have to ask."

Guan Ping was a little surprised: "What do you want to ask?"

"Yesterday, Cao Zhang had clearly entered the trap. According to the Taoist script of our army, after the wheel shooting, the armored soldiers should be armed with guns and halberds in front, and the crossbowmen should use swords and axes to advance. With the terrain around Chishan and the hardship of Cao's iron cavalry running between the lakes and lakes, as long as we attack bravely, we will be able to expand the results of the battle, and we can even defeat all Cao Zhang's troops in one go. However, let's be frank, your actions are slow."

Guan Yu asked, "Why?"

When Guan Yu changed to an external occasion, he asked this publicly, for fear that some people thought Guan Yu was questioning Guan Ping and said that he deliberately let the enemy go. Only then could the father and son discuss some frank and open topics.

Guan Ping hesitated a little: "I won't let it go if I don't hide it from my father."

"I don't want to bear it?"

"Yes." Guan Ping nodded: "The weapon of the war is there, and there are no immortals on the battlefield. Father, we have experienced countless wars from north to south over the years, and we have seen more dead people. Our companions have even killed one after another. The old generals from Zhuo County who were born in Zhuo County have long since withered."

He took off his helmet and placed it on his legs: "Fighting on the battlefield is to exchange human life for victory. I know very well, so when commanding the war, I do not hesitate and do not hesitate to let the soldiers die. But... I suddenly thought during the war yesterday that these soldiers are different now."

Guan Yu pondered, raised his hand to signal Guan Ping to continue.

"In the past few years, we have intentionally supported the military people. On the one hand, we have granted more land and houses, so that the military people can take root in Jingzhou and become good children who depend on the military government; on the other hand, we have widely appointed retired officers and soldiers as officials. This move has gradually increased the status of the military people and made them one of the most loyal people to the King of Hanzhong, far more reliable than those nobles of aristocratic families."

"That's right."

"Since this is the case, the warriors are both our tools for conquest and attack, and our foundation in the local area. I think my father also saw this clearly, so he joined hands with Lei Xuzhi to train elite soldiers with generous treatment through various methods and match them with excellent weapons. We hope that these warriors can make achievements, win more for us and themselves."

Guan Ping hesitated for a while and continued, "In this way, these soldiers will have greater value and will no longer be ants that can be abandoned at will. Father, if I ordered the soldiers to attack Cao Zhang's troops at that time, they would certainly win, but how many soldiers on our side would be killed or injured? One thousand or three thousand? After weighing the trade-offs, I thought it was not worth it."

Guan Yu smiled: "As the saying goes, killing ten thousand people will cause three thousand to lose themselves..."

"But yesterday, we killed and injured Cao Zhang, Zhu Ling and Tian Chou's three divisions in total, and our family suffered only seven or eight hundred losses!" Guan Ping couldn't help but say.

Guan Yu stroked his long beard and pondered without saying a word.

He knew what Guan Ping said, but he could not speak out directly.

Guan Yu never trusted those scholars and literati. No matter how high his status was, he always regarded himself as a member of the warrior and placed himself with the soldiers who were assassinated with swords. It is precisely because of this that he gained extraordinary prestige in the army, and countless soldiers were willing to go through life and death with him.

Therefore, when the Jingzhou scholars led by Pan Jun betrayed a few years ago, Guan Yu was both shocked and happy.

He was shocked that these scholars were so greedy. He was delighted that he finally had reason to use greater power to promote his soldiers, and finally he could forcibly blaze a path belonging to warriors in an era when many economic and political interests were under the control of wealthy families and nobles.

This idea was praised by General Lei Yuan, Zuo, and also approved by General Zhuge Liang, the military advisor, so it advanced very quickly. To this day, as Guan Ping said, the warriors and the huge number of soldiers behind them are no longer tools for war, but to some extent, they have also become the foundation for the regime to control the local area.

As a result, the grassroots generals and schools are just overwhelmed, but their status is as high as Guan Yu and his son, political factors other than military must be considered. When it comes to wartime command, it is necessary to comprehensively weigh and actively choose the plan with the smallest losses rather than the greatest results; to seek the most cost-effective victory without easily engaging in a war of attrition with the enemy.

Guan Yu raised his eyes slightly and looked at his eldest son's nervous expression.

“It’s right to do this.”

"Oh?" Guan Ping was excited.

"As a general, one should control power because of profit. It is not only for victory, but also for profit. If you think so, you will no longer be a warrior who only knows how to fight and will be able to bear greater responsibilities in the future."

Guan Yu was quite strict with his family. It was a rare praise for him to say this.
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