"Actually... I like Chen Xinguo better than Li Xuan'en! That boy is sharp and likes to take the wrong side of the sword. He is a piece of rough jade, which can be polished and polished to give off a more gorgeous brilliance instead of being a silent foil."
Everyone left the conference room. Changsun Qianwen played with the knife in the fruit bowl and made a straightforward evaluation.
"Xinguo's adventurous spirit is too strong. He can be used as an auxiliary. He is suitable for being an auxiliary, but he cannot be a master." Di Cheng certainly knows Chen Xinguo's abilities and can see through his weaknesses. The kid is shrewd and shrewd, but his personality as a gambler is too much.
Being strong can sometimes bring surprises, but it can also cause catastrophe at any time.
It still needs a lot of training, and it also needs a calm, calm and respected person like Li Xuan'en to control it.
"You don't trust him, right? But that's right. Chen Xinguo has not completely returned home. In his mind, Dadaomen is more important than Tianmen, and Chen family affairs are more important than Tianmen affairs. Wait for the opportunity, if he can sincerely
If you join, you may be able to compete with Yu Xiaotian for glory." Changsun Qianwen has only been in Tianmen for a short time, but his wise eyes have never given up observing anyone. As the decision-makers, the seven military advisors are naturally
His first choice target! When he had nothing to do, he made a summary of each of them. He saw through their strengths, figured out their weaknesses, and guessed their thoughts.
"What about you? Should you go to Outer Mongolia or help Li Xuanen at home?" Di Cheng is more concerned about this issue. No matter where he goes, it is in line with Di Cheng's wishes, but the premise is... "help"! Help sincerely.
!
"Domestic? Forget it. I can't help you much, and Li Xuanen won't listen to my orders. Instead of just eating at home, it's better to go see the legendary no-man's land in Outer Mongolia. I heard the scenery there is pretty good." Changsun Qian
Wen responded with a smile.
"The scenery is nice, but life is hard, so be prepared." Di Cheng finally showed his first smile today. He and his eldest son Qianwen were not good friends, but their relationship with each other showed that... they were both working hard.
To be friends.
Honesty, dedication, no selfishness, no evil intentions, only sincerity.
Changsun Qianwen smiled slightly, his elegance and confidence always gave people a sense of ease and ease like a spring breeze: "Whether life is hard or not depends on your feelings, it cannot be tolerated by material things... Haha. What do you want to do when you transfer everyone to Outer Mongolia?
What to do? It’s not just to provide Baimanya and the others with a chance to gain experience, right? According to Li Xuan’en, the Southern Black Alliance seems to be really difficult to deal with. Be careful of capsizing in the ditch and damaging its foundation.”
Di Cheng sat on the sofa: "I suspect that the Tieqi tribe's attack on the base in Outer Mongolia was a plot! I am also worried that the black list forces will take the opportunity to intervene in the domestic underworld melee. So...either solve the Tieqi tribe as soon as possible, or turn it into a battlefield and trigger a long-term war.
The tug-of-war will involve more forces and attract their energy. It is impossible to solve the cavalry tribe in a short time, so we can only choose the latter."
Changsun Qianwen turned the knife and muttered: "What you can think of, others can also think of. If this is a trap set by Skynet for you, what you do may be exactly what they expect. In short...'
Risk-taking is greater than courage."
"Do you have a better opinion?"
"My idea is similar to yours, but it may be more risky in comparison. I will cede the territory to the Southern Black Alliance in exchange for another half-year peace period, and mobilize 20,000 Longmen elites to enter Outer Mongolia, with five thousand each from the Eagle Gate, Leopard Gate, and Earth Snake Gate.
They were led by Xiao Feng and three others, with a total of 35,000 melee troops. As the strong backing of the eight tribes, they fought against the cavalry tribe and set off an even larger chaotic battle.
Whether it is an invitation or a provocation, it will attract more forces such as the Holy Clan, Holy Cult, Battle Ax, EO, etc. to enter Outer Mongolia. As the forces increase, the chaos will increase and the conflicts between them will become more prominent. As long as there is a little coordination, it will definitely
There will be forces moving closer to us.
Create opportunities in the chaos, obliterate powerful enemies in the chaos, use chaos to interfere with the 'game' set up by the mastermind behind the scenes, gradually and slowly, in the tug-of-war, turn passivity into initiative, create a war started by Tianmen, by Tianmen
The Lord’s…royal hunting ground!”
Changsun Qianwen is calm and indifferent, as gentle as a scholar, but the words he speaks are enough to make anyone amazed. This attack may be a trap set by the enemy for Tianmen, but he has re-set the trap to include more forces.
, the spectator... is him!!
If you don’t have enough courage, you won’t say such words; if you don’t have enough self-confidence, you won’t set up such a situation; if you don’t have enough courage, you won’t invite the royal family from all over the world!
Just like Dicheng back then, a madness caused a melee between the emperor and the people!!
There may really be many similarities between the two.
Di Cheng nodded slowly. The two of them had roughly the same idea, but... ceding territory?? Let’s not say whether he agrees or not. Once this decision is made, Li Xuanen will be the first to settle accounts with him, and the eight major branches will definitely not agree.
, no matter how strong one's prestige is, it is impossible to calm all complaints, and it may even cause unexpected chaos.
He didn't dare to take this risk!
"Longmen will not consider it for the time being. Once Uncle Li and the others can withstand the strong attack of the Southern Black Alliance and draw the underworld melee into a tug-of-war, we will then consider transferring manpower from the eight major branches. The eight troops in the Outer Mongolia base have nearly 20,000, and the training
There are still five thousand elites in the battalion, and the number of personnel is sufficient. Unless the number of participants in this melee is difficult to control, or an unexpected accident occurs."
"That's fine, just wait and see what happens and take steps step by step. This melee may take a long time. Let's take our time."
Di Cheng leaned back on his seat and exhaled slowly: "...Take your time..."
On March 10, Di Cheng led Xu Yun, Zhou Shaohua and other 5,000 elite members of the eight tribes who stayed behind at the headquarters to leave T city and take trains in batches into central Inner Mongolia.
On the night of departure, Di Cheng received news that Long Er had returned to the headquarters, and after getting in touch, arranged for her to take an early morning flight to Inner Mongolia.
On the morning of the 12th, Di Cheng and other troops rounded up in the designated area in central Inner Mongolia, and Long Er arrived on time!!
Compared with two years ago, Long Er has not changed much. His complexion is white, he is panting, and he is delicate and lovable. The only difference is... the cough that has accompanied her for more than 20 years no longer exists! Although she is still full of
Her face was sick, at least the suffocating cough no longer tortured her. When she saw Di Cheng, Long Er showed a few smiles for the first time. There was no direct thank you, no excessive expression, a smile was enough to convey everything.
In the presence of the senior leaders of the eight tribes, Di Cheng also reassigned the position of deputy commander of Long Eryaksha's troops and allowed her to reorganize the 'special operations team' according to her own wishes.
In the afternoon of the same day, the troops after the round set off on their way to the border and headed north. This time they did not deliberately take a long detour, but crossed the border directly in a straight line and entered Outer Mongolia. The border garrison troops were notified in advance by the military headquarters
, not only did not stop them, they even sent a large number of troop carriers to carry troops from the eight tribes.
The journey that should have taken about a week was reduced by more than half.
On the evening of the 15th, the eight troops successfully entered Outer Mongolia, borrowed the personnel carriers of the garrison, and drove towards the no-man's land as quickly as possible.
On the 16th, deep in the no-man's land of Outer Mongolia, the fleeing troops from the base met in desperation two thousand members of the Black Arms First Force who were training. The dancing stainless steel rods set off a wild storm of bombing and killing in a rage, giving people
The pursuing cavalry troops were intimidated by force. The two sides engaged in a fierce battle. In the end, due to the numerical disadvantage, nearly a thousand cavalry troops were forced to retreat after leaving dozens of corpses behind.
On the afternoon of the 17th and the morning of the 19th, the other two base-escaping troops finally found the black weapons and ballistic troops in training. They also had a fierce confrontation. The cavalry troops chose to evacuate when they were outnumbered. In view of their mobility,
They wanted to pursue, but they were unable to do so. Moreover, the miserable condition of the fleeing troops prevented them from being impulsive.
From the afternoon of the 19th to the noon of the 22nd, all training troops had learned about the base's encounters. Under the guidance of the Qianmu troops, more than 10,000 troops met ten kilometers north of the base and sent reports to the headquarters.
At this time, the troops led by Di Cheng had entered deep into no man's land, but the bumpy ground did not allow them to continue riding.
PS: The fourth update! The writing is a bit slow, brothers, please forgive me. Let’s leave it to the fourth update for the time being. The mice have to sort out their thoughts and make a small plan for the upcoming ‘Outer Mongolia Storm’.
Flowers, flowers, brothers, please do your best!!!
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