At night, the full moon peeks out halfway from the eastern horizon, and its soft silver light shines on the earth, adding a faint halo to the deep black.
Looking from the small hill where the camp is located, to the north is the winding silver belt of the Yellow River, and to the south are the continuous tents stretching for thirty miles. Each camp is indispensable with duty bonfires. The tents that have not yet fallen asleep are lit with lights, and thousands of lights are hidden in the vast area.
Under the mist of the quiet water, the stars are spread lightly in the water, reflecting the bright Milky Way in the deep sky.
Ye Qing lowered his head and looked down at the battlefield in front of him.
The red light of the battle illuminated half of the western sky, and the offensive continued.
For large-scale wars, Ye Qing has a simple but very critical insight, that is, even if he has an army of 500,000, he will not command more than 100,000 troops at a time - if the number is not too large, try to use it as effectively as possible, and even think about it every time
Only 50,000 troops are needed.
But continuous attacks must be maintained.
Ye Qing watched for a while, then looked back and saw Guo Jia and Xu Youcai coming back from their inspection. They came over and watched from the side.
Under the night, there was a constant "boom, boom, boom", and the city was full of potholes. Even if there was no Ye Huolei, there were thousands of stone bullets attacking several sections of the city wall. The huge kinetic energy impact dwarfed many spells and was even more insidious.
Unfortunately, occasionally there will be a few leaf fire thunders mixed in, which are hard to guard against and explode in the dense enemy formation, forcing the enemy Taoist priests to stay online the whole time.
Even the city wall collapsed several times, and the flesh and blood were filled in the fierce tug-of-war, and the Taoist priests of Taiping Dao urgently used Taoism to shape it...
When the war was in danger, he couldn't care less, and as far as the customs in foreign lands were concerned, a person's death was also a kind of material, so Yu Jian mixed in the filled earth and wood and rebuilt on the spot, but it made these places look almost like bones.
The wall is filled with gloomy energy, and soldiers from all sides feel chills in their hearts when they see it. Who would want to use this kind of wall-building material?
"Lord, is this what you call total containment?" Guo Jia looked at it and asked.
Ye Qing heard "Yeah", stopped and thought about it, and decided to educate these two important civil servants and counselors again.
There is no doubt that these two people are smart, but their theories are honed over time.
"This issue must be considered comprehensively. Let me talk about talent first."
"Talent lies in discovering and cultivating talents. I have already said this. I have also said the importance of sergeants, but I am afraid that you have misunderstood."
Xu You glanced at Guo Jia, but saw that his face was expressionless, so he took a step forward, bowed and smiled: "I am indeed a little confused, please make it clear, my lord."
Ye Qing said with a smile: "Let's not talk about discovery. The key to the word "nurturing" is "nurturing."
Speaking of this, Ye Qing grew confused and said: "The world seems to have an endless supply of talents, and it is said that hundreds of rivers flow into the sea, so some people don't care about talents. In a word - without Butcher Li, wouldn't we eat pigs?
"But in fact, no matter which country or dynasty, there are only two waves of talents."
"My lord, I don't agree with what you are saying. There are so many talents in the world, and there are stars like the sea, how can there be only two batches?" Xu You asked.
"That's it. One group is raised by the imperial court, and another group is raised by the people. This is not sophistry." Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Ye Qing waved his hand: "The imperial family is raised by the imperial court. There is no doubt that the people are raised by the imperial court.
They also have family and public opinion to support them."
"There is no place for the third batch. If there is no place, how can they become talented? Even if they become talented, should they be allowed to become soldiers and traffickers?"
"Stop dreaming. There are direct favors in the government, but there are indirect favors in the opposition - you have no favors at all. Even if you have talent, you will cry in the corner. Resentment and resentment are indispensable. What's more, you will defect to the enemy."
"The same is true in the army. I have mobilized troops into battle many times just to hone myself in this battle and hope to form a group of elite troops that can be used."
"This is the batch."
"But in counties and prefectures, only those who are brave and brave are selected as county soldiers, but the number is not large. Why? This is the Han system, which cultivates talents and elites."
Speaking of this, Ye Qing couldn't help but sigh when he saw that everyone seemed to understand.
According to the theory of a certain dynasty, this is the local and grassroots level, where there are advanced elements who are actively moving closer to each other. If they join in and cooperate with the original backbone, they can still exert their combat effectiveness. In fact, the elements that are actively moving closer to each other will attack harder for the sake of performance.
But when it comes to the grassroots system, there is only one wave of advanced elements, not multiple waves as everyone thinks.
Because advanced elements are actually cultivated by giving them a future, treatment, honor, and hope.
You can't have a second wave
The honor given by everyone is Ironhide
Everyone is advanced, and being advanced is just nonsense.
There is no possibility of three waves
To put it bluntly, compared with the White Army, the essence of a certain army is that there is a wave of activists in the certain army.
The White Army did not
So a certain army suffered a lot of losses, even more than the White Army, but it had two waves, and another wave immediately made up for it. However, no matter how elite the White Army was, it was still a wave, and it collapsed in the end. That's it. Simple
This strategic difference determines victory
Only when the original advanced elements step up and their original positions at the grassroots level are vacated can we continue to cultivate them. This further cultivation will take time.
Ye Qing believes that although the combat effectiveness of a certain army is effective in terms of training, training, etc., it is just an elite in the ordinary sense.
The secret to invincibility lies in the activists cultivated at the grassroots level
When the first wave suffers huge losses, if new activists enter and continue to maintain full fighting spirit, the last straw can break the bull's way, not to mention the second wave, which usually wins.
The Han system died due to strength and remained strong even when it perished. This is because it coincided with the second wave of systems, but this cannot be explained clearly.
Ye Qing pointed at the city and said: "The art of war is nothing more than destroying the strong with the strong, or destroying the strong with the sharp. It depends on the heart and ears."
Mobile warfare and guerrilla warfare are known to everyone in later generations, but only one in ten thousand understands the art of war.
"Ten to attack one, five to attack one, everyone who has read Sun Tzu's Art of War knows it, but why do some people even have large armies but are defeated?"
"The secrets of the art of war are difficult for the world to understand." Ye Qing gradually showed a sneer, but stopped talking. Anyway, the hint has been hinted, and those who really understand will understand.
Gradually he smiled gloomily and said: "Actually, even if there were no arrangements later, just now, Hulao Pass would not be able to last ten days - Xu You"
"I am here"
Ye Qing pointed to the city wall made of corpses and said: "Although the Xiliang army is a traitor, the soldiers who died in the battle deserved nothing. The rebel army used the bones of the soldiers who died in the battle to build the city. It is really a heinous and heart-breaking crime."
"I understand that we should immediately make arrangements to deal with the Xiliang army. Spreading these righteous words will arouse hatred." Xu You's eyes lit up and he immediately spoke loudly.
When everyone in the world pays great attention to the affairs after death, common people are no exception. This is indeed crazy.
At this moment, a galloping horse arrived at the front, got off the horse, knelt forward and handed over a letter.
"My lord, Hulao Pass requires a truce to collect the corpses."
"Reject and tell the other party to either surrender or die and be buried by us. We will bury him with military honors and will never expose your army to the wilderness."
This rejection was a secret that was not passed down by a certain dynasty back then. People who don’t understand it will never understand it.
After Ye Qing said this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled. In his eyes, there was no need for publicity. The morale of the Xiliang army was obviously declining.
Especially at the difficult time when the first half of the buildings in Guancheng were destroyed by stone bullets rolling down the city, and they had to camp among the ruins.
Since the afternoon, when Xiliang soldiers were taking turns to defend the wall, they all saw dozens of feet of towering archery towers pushed up by the coalition forces. Hundreds of them were squatting in front of the city. A continuous rain of crossbow arrows was shooting at each other with the arrow formations on the city.
, and mixed with various kinds of magic attacks and defenses, the whole scene is majestic, gorgeous and bloody.
The huge group of trebuchets used up their oil tanks, concentrated fire in several waves and broke through the wall, pushing them forward directly. Regardless of damage, they fired at close range, extending the stone bomb attack to three miles into Guancheng, and almost half of the city's buildings were washed away.
If Guancheng hadn't penetrated seven miles into the canyon, and if the earthquake-like turbulence hadn't finally disappeared, the soldiers would have been unable to sleep peacefully...or rather, they had already fallen asleep restlessly.
In order to stabilize the morale of the troops, at the suggestion of the Taoist priests from the outside world, the school officials gathered in tents one after another to publicize that "the coalition's attempt to seize the pass in one day failed" and "the trebuchets are damaged and useless", in an attempt to offset the trebuchets Ye Huolei, oil tanks
, the huge casualties caused by the stone bombs - the casualties alone were already 10%. Taking into account the damage caused by the arrow array, the damage caused by the previous night attack was close to the dangerous critical level of 20%.
At this time, they could still be encouraged by holding on for ten days, but the soldiers were tired of war and hated these old arguments from the bottom of their hearts. They dared not speak out because of the strict military orders.
After returning home, no one dared to talk to each other. They only muttered in their dreams: "It's all nonsense..."
"How long will it take to keep the fucking guard?"
"Ah..." This was a sudden awakening from a nightmare, which almost caused the camp to explode, but was immediately suppressed by patrolling soldiers.
After all, they are not rogues with no military discipline. After the aura of the earth is flourishing and the magician regiment is connected to all levels of communication, the organization of the regular army can be compared to the army of the industrial age. It is not easy to blow up the camp.
"Did you hear that?" The special envoy opened his eyes. Although he suppressed his eyes, he smiled bitterly: "I can't stand any small scene. These soldiers in Xituu are really useless..."
If Ye Qing were here, he would definitely sneer at him, saying that he didn't understand the mystery, and said that the soldiers were unbearable. After the subtle influence of the heaven in the world of the earth, these soldiers are actually generally better than the elites of the earth, and even worse than this.
The best thing is robots.
Liu Zhenren was speechless about this, but there was still one group that caught his eye - Dong Zhuo's five thousand personal troops were fierce enough, but more than half of them were Qiang soldiers who were good at fighting in the field but not good at defending the city.
The special envoy did not expect this problem to be solved, and considered summoning Taoist priests from various places: "Liu Bei likes to attack at night best, and be mentally prepared for the battle at night... Several real people took turns to take charge of the command, supervise the situation, and try their best to rest and recover
Mana..."
At this point, everyone smiled bitterly, already understanding part of Liu Bei's intentions.
Such a situation would collapse in just a few days. Looking at it with spiritual eyes, I could see that the entire Guancheng was shrouded in a gray and black atmosphere.