These words made the questioning general smile, lowered his head and retreated without daring to answer the question.
Just kidding, military power is indeed a good thing. When fighting as a soldier, whether you are strong or powerful depends on how many soldiers you bring.
But it also depends on what kind of military power it is.
This cannon fodder's military power makes it clear that he will go into battle and die together.
Only crazy people would seize this kind of military power.
Yelu Shenxuan snorted coldly and said: "I have made a decision. I hope you will question less and obey more. None of you are as obedient as the Guza tribe."
He glanced at the many generals present and saw that each of them lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him. Yelu Shenxuan's tense face became slightly better.
But at the same time, he was also a little disappointed inside.
Using people from the Guza tribe as charge generals was certainly an attempt to take advantage of the bravery and proficiency of the Guza tribe and maximize the value of these cannon fodder, but it also highlighted a problem that Yelu Shenxuan had to face.
In fact, the Liao army really didn't have many talents available.
Although the soldiers below are all capable of fighting bravely, when they reach the top, soldiers with ordinary backgrounds cannot be promoted at all. Being a centurion or a commander of thousands is already the limit.
The rank of captain of ten thousand has been monopolized by the nobles for many years.
This situation is common throughout the Liao Kingdom.
All good positions are monopolized by nobles, cutting off ordinary people's upward path.
The nobles send their children to the best and fattest jobs, to compete with seniority and record, and then go back to continue their promotion. You help my son, and I help your nephew, forming a tacit alliance.
As a result, talent selection in the Liao Kingdom became a farce.
No matter how capable ordinary people are, if they don't come from a good background, they will never get a chance.
National governance and the military both require professional talents.
But what good talents can you expect that group of nobles to cultivate?
Nowadays, the Liao Kingdom has begun to experience a situation of talent decline after class faults.
Even with the 600,000-strong army led by Yelu Shenxuan himself, those in the camp who are qualified to stand here and listen to his instructions are almost all nobles.
And among this group of aristocratic children, there are very few who can actually be said to be good at using soldiers.
"Everyone, listen to your orders."
Yelu Shenxuan lowered his mind and thought about how to govern the Liao Kingdom and improve the current problems in the Liao Kingdom. Those are all things for the future. The most important thing for him now is to win this decisive battle.
"In this decisive battle, I will be the coach myself."
Of course no one has any objection to what Yelu Shenxuan said.
"Everyone is no longer unfamiliar with attacking Yueyangguan. The walls of Yueyangguan City are thick and deep, so we can only choose to attack by force. This time, I plan to launch an attack directly from the east gate, north gate, and west gate.
Among them, the east gate is the key point."
"The total number of soldiers available to the army now is about 490,000."
Yelu Shenxuan gritted his teeth and said: "One hundred and fifty thousand as the left wing, attack the north gate, one hundred and fifty thousand as the right wing, attack the west gate, fifty thousand vanguard troops, directly attack the east gate, leaving one hundred thousand as the center army, and 40,000 as reserve
Troops to support and reinforce the left and right wings at any time."
After Yelu Shenxuan gave the order, someone immediately noticed the problem.
"I dare to ask, since the East Gate is the main attack, why are there only 50,000 vanguard troops to attack? Shouldn't we concentrate a greater strength advantage and attack the East Gate together?"
