"Does this need to be said? Naturally, it's because our white soldiers are the elite of the lord's command. If Mr. Chan wants to join the army, he must first experience it among our white soldiers. Otherwise, wouldn't he have no experience in leading the army in the future?"
"I see, but then again, Mr. Zen's power is really powerful! He can break a tree with one punch, which is rare in the world!"
"Incomparably powerful and terrifying."
"Don't forget, when my lord conquered the Yellow Turbans, he was also a fierce general on the battlefield."
"Yes, otherwise why would Guan Junhou and General Zhang be so loyal to the lord? Is it not because of the lord's divine power?"
…
For ordinary soldiers, they simply cannot understand what a temple is and what running an army is. They only accept the settings passed down by word of mouth from each other. So they have to think according to their logic and think that Liu Chan showed his methods in their army.
To establish prestige.
In everyone's mind, Liu Bei and Liu Beishi are competing for world supremacy.
There is a man here, wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, wearing a crown, and carrying a spear eight feet long. This is the Han thief Cao Mengde.
There is a person opposite, wearing a white helmet and white armor, wearing a plain robe, and holding a bright silver spear. This is the lord Liu Xuande.
I saw Cao Mengde raising a spear, and the lord dodged; Cao Mengde raised a spear again, and the lord Liu Xuande raised his spear...
Therefore, if Feng Zhou, a young man, wanted to establish a reputation in the military, he had to use methods that they could understand.
…
Feng Zhou ignored everyone's comments and went straight to the Chinese army's tent. After registering and being approved according to the military ceremony, he held his head high and entered. Before he could see the situation in the room clearly, he saw Liu Bei, the cheap man who was sitting firmly in front of the desk.
.
Feng Zhou bowed slightly towards Liu Bei and said, "Father, are you looking for me?"
After a moment of silence, Liu Bei said: "On the first day you went out with the army, you showed off your skills with force. Don't you think it's very majestic?"
"Returning to my father, the boy thought that military uniforms are actually very simple. They only value force, and the strong will naturally gain respect. I remember that Lu Fengxian was called 'Flying General' in the north, and General Meng Qi was called 'Shenwei Tianjiang' by the Qiang people.
"It's because they have excellent military force. If you want to gain a foothold in the military as soon as possible, you can show your majesty with all your strength. When you make military exploits in the future, everything will come naturally." Feng Zhou replied politely.
"Lu Fengxian, Ma Mengqi." Liu Bei nodded, paused and said, "Yes, these two people do have huge influence among Xirong in Beidi. But you have to know that no matter how high your martial arts skills are, they are only as brave as an ordinary man. Don't do it."
Too obsessed with it.”
Feng Zhou heard this and said, "No."
"Don't stand there all the time, sit down."
Feng Zhou raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and then calmly sat on the kneeling platform opposite Liu Bei. The wrinkles on Liu Bei's face became more serious, but the eyes were still shining, making people seem to have nothing to hide.
"What do you think of this battle in Hanzhong?" Liu Bei asked calmly.
"Me?" Feng Zhou was stunned and looked at Liu Bei doubtfully.
Please, your son is only twelve years old. Is this a suitable time for him to take the military strategy exam?
If I behave better, will this peerless hero be jealous?
This idea swirled around in Feng Zhou's mind before he rejected it.
Liu Bei is a man of great magnanimity. He can trust people like Zhuge Liang, let alone his own son.
He is fifty-eight years old, and his son is only twelve years old. As the saying goes, time waits for no man. Liu Bei wished that his son would be raised to be a highly intelligent person from an early age. How could he raise his son like Kangxi did?
Feng Zhou thought for a while and then said: "In the Battle of Hanzhong, Cao Cao's army is now under great logistical pressure and internal instability due to the need to relocate the people. If we capture Hanzhong and severely damage Cao Cao's army at this time, Cao Cao will be able to collapse across the board.
possible."
Liu Bei nodded and said: "This is what it should be. What I want is a chance to win, rather than talking in general terms and going into details."
Feng Zhou laughed, put one hand behind him, and the other in front, pacing back and forth in the tent, and said: "Zen believes that the key to this battle lies in Yangping Pass. I think it is best for our army to conquer Yangping Pass. If not,
We also have to contain Xiahou Yuan’s main force.”
Feng Zhou saw him acting like a young adult without knowing it, and felt funny in his heart. However, when he heard him tell the key to this battle, he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. He couldn't help but nodded repeatedly and said, "Go on!"
"Yangping Pass is the key to entering Hanzhong. If our army conquers Yangping Pass, we can march straight in. Not only can we destroy Xiahou Yuan's army, but we can also recapture the relocated people, hold the land of Hanzhong, and then conquer Shangyong and connect with Jingzhou."
"However, Yangping Pass is located in a dangerous terrain. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It will be very difficult to conquer. I'm afraid there will be heavy losses." Feng Zhou changed his words.
Liu Bei raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You have never been to Yangping Pass, but you actually know that our army will suffer heavy losses in a strong attack?"
"Before you think about victory, you will suffer repeated defeats. Since ancient times, siege warfare has been a very difficult matter." Feng Zhou said: "Our army will not attack Yangping Pass, but we can contain Xiahou Yuan's main force and ensure that the two rear lines are safe.
In this case, our army should go over the mountains and bypass Yangping Pass to threaten Xiahou Yuan's flanks. At the same time, it can cut off Cao's army's reliance on the Han River to transport food, which will increase their logistical pressure several times. Then even if Cao's army can fight individually
, will also starve to death, will be dragged to death."
"Yeah." Liu Bei nodded and said, "What's next?"
"What's next?" Feng Zhou was slightly startled.
Next, of course, is Cao Cao's expedition. You, the old man, faced off with your old rival until Cao Cao couldn't bear it and withdrew from Hanzhong, resulting in a strategic failure!
But this cannot be done according to the temple.
Because even if the strategy of fighting is a stalemate, it depends on each other's tactical changes. Even if Feng Zhou is familiar with the Battle of Hanzhong, it is impossible to tell the whole story, because the change is too random.
However, since the cheap old man is trying to compete, Feng Zhou is naturally not willing to be a coward. It is his consistent style to rise to the occasion. Therefore, Feng Zhou pondered for a moment and said: "Next, it depends on which of the two sides gets more food and who can persevere.
In the end, after all, the battle is about logistics, and the battle is about who gets the food and provides it in a timely manner."
When Liu Bei heard this, he couldn't help but look at Feng Zhou deeply. After a long while, he smiled leisurely and said: "Adou, my father always thought that you were young and smart, studied and practiced martial arts, and never slacked off. You can be said to be a young talent, just like Gan Luo."
You would never give in too much while you were still alive. Who would have thought that today we would know that my son is truly a hero? But with your military vision and mastery of the mechanics of war, my father should look at you with admiration."
Feng Zhou's expression did not change at all when he heard Liu Bei praising him so.
He had gone through several lives and heard such compliments countless times. He had long been accustomed to them and didn't take them to heart at all.
In Liu Bei's eyes, his son A Dou has a spirit as strong as a rainbow, a heart as big as the ocean, a chest as thunderous as a thunder, and a face as flat as a lake, so he can be worshiped as a general.
This is what the saying goes that happiness and anger cannot be expressed in color.
Isn't this the exact portrayal of me, Liu Xuande, when I was young?
This subcategory belongs to me!
These words flashed through Liu Bei's mind.
Feng Zhou muttered a few words and then said: "Father, I have a request. I hope my father will allow it."
"Oh, tell me." Liu Bei said.
"This battle in Hanzhong was mostly a stalemate. I'm afraid there will be very few battles. The father hopes that his children will have the opportunity to observe the few fighting opportunities."
"That's not possible!" Liu Bei replied immediately. He frowned and said, "The situation in the war is critical, and a son of a rich man cannot sit down. This time I am making an exception for you to accompany the army. If you want to go to war, you will have to wait a few more years. You
It doesn’t matter how old you are.”
When Liu Bei said these words, his attitude was very firm. Once such a big man speaks in this tone, it means that his determination has been made and it will be difficult to change.
Feng Zhou didn't want to argue with a father on this matter. Besides, although this battle was difficult, there wasn't much damage, and there weren't many opportunities for fighting, so he just nodded and said: "No!"
When Liu Bei saw his promise, he was very pleased. He shook his head slightly and said: "Adou, there is no need to be anxious. The days are long. In the future, there will be a time for you to gallop in these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. With your current vision, knowledge and martial arts, you are enough to kill me together with my father."
A traitor to the country, help the Han Dynasty."
Feng Zhou's heart warmed, and he naturally heard the strong fatherly love in his words. Even though he had experienced Gong Baosen's fatherly warmth for several lifetimes, a warm current surged through his heart.
He earnestly cupped his hands and said, "Father, Zen will never live up to my father's expectations."
"Okay, you go down." Liu Bei smiled.
After Feng Zhou left, Liu Bei was still sitting in the tent with a smile on his face: "Adou Ying is like me!"