He led a thousand light cavalry around the battlefield to cut off the Liao army's supply line.
This is a crazy plan.
But at the same time, it is also a plan that makes the executor almost die directly.
Once these thousands of light cavalry were discovered by the Liao army, it would be almost impossible for these thousands of people to come back alive in the face of the furious pursuit of the Liao army in the vast grassland area.
So to perform this task is to die.
The only difference is whether you die if the execution is successful or if you die after the execution fails.
What is unexpected is that, faced with this almost fatal mission, all the generals are almost rushing to go.
"Wu Shuai, let me go! I'm good at raids!"
"Fuck you, Lao Li, when did you become good at raiding? When I was the fucking captain of the cavalry, you were still your top soldier. No matter what, I should do this!"
"Old Wang, don't rob me. I gave your cavalry captain to you, so I should go!"
Inside the camp, the crowd was furious, and everyone was scrambling to carry out this fatal mission.
Wu Qingcang was extremely pleased when he saw this.
At least at this time, military morale is available.
But as for the person who performs this task, he cannot easily decide.
Because if this plan fails, it will be a huge blow to the military morale at Yueyangguan.
"I go."
A clear voice suppressed the quarrels of other generals.
Su Pingbei walked up to Wu Qingcang, clasped his fists and said: "Commander Wu, in terms of experience in raids, the Liaodong Army under my command is good at light cavalry combat, and in North Korea, we used roundabout insertions to quickly cut in and out of the battlefield.
A tactic to contain the Japanese forces and finally divide them to complete the encirclement."
"The brothers at Yueyangguan are the best in the world at defending the city, but they are not as good as me in raiding in open areas."
"Therefore, I am the most suitable for this task."
Su Pingbei's words were so well-founded that it was difficult to find a reason for rejection.
Wu Qingcang actually liked Su Pingbei in his heart, but Su Pingbei was the one who couldn't go.
Because his father’s name is Su Zhenting.
It's a cruel fact, but that's the reality.
Su Pingbei is Su Zhenting's son, so he really can't be allowed to die.
But Su Pingbei seemed to see Wu Qingcang's doubts, and he said solemnly: "Wu Shuai, you worked under my grandfather in the early years, and you should know my grandfather's philosophy of leading troops."
Nodding, Wu Qingcang said: "I know that the philosophy of military leadership pursued by the Military God throughout his life is to make the best use of materials and talents. Military law is like a mountain, and military orders are like heaven. There are no fathers and sons in the military camp, and everyone outside the military camp is robed."
Su Pingbei smiled and said: "That's it. If grandpa were here, he would agree to let me go, because I am the most suitable person."
Wu Qingcang looked at Su Pingbei in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Do you know that this is almost a narrow escape mission?"
"Know."
Su Pingbei replied calmly: "If it is discovered, there is naturally nothing to say. On the grassland, the Liao army has superior strength and terrain, and in terms of cavalry tactics, it is unparalleled in the world. We cannot escape at all."
"If I am lucky enough to cut off their supply line without being discovered, they will also be aware of my presence, and then they will not be able to escape even in the face of the encirclement and suppression by the Liao army in anger."
Speaking of this, Su Pingbei grinned, "So, Wu Shuai said that this is a narrow escape, so he is still optimistic."
"If you don't go, no one will blame you. You still have a bright future." Wu Qingcang said again.
