Bei Chenyan stood in front, wearing black iron armor and looking majestic.
He could hear everyone arguing, but he remained silent.
"It is better to take the initiative to attack when we are trapped in a corner." The man finally spoke, his eyes were cold and stern, he looked at the sand table with dozens of flags, and said in a deep voice slowly, "Xilan's army is stationed in these three camps in three camps.
At..."
He looked at the middle one among the three red flags and said, "First swallow up Xilan's 50,000 vanguard battalion!"
He Tai groaned, "Your Majesty, Xilan's 50,000 vanguard battalion is the best among the best. It is not easy to swallow them up!"
"Even if it's a surprise attack, we have to send at least 50,000 troops out of the city to have a better chance of winning."
"Yes." Ma Long also knew what He Tai was worried about, so he followed up, "But now, we have only a hundred thousand troops in Gubeikou, and we will divide another fifty thousand troops. If Xilan's army attacks head-on, we will wait for him
I can’t resist it.”
"I'm afraid this won't work..."
"General Ma is right." Several lieutenants nearby agreed.
It is a very dangerous approach to abandon the blessing and protection of city defense and take risks.
Although it was Beichen Yan who proposed it, the real high risk made all the generals feel uneasy.
Those present were all veterans with rich battlefield experience, so everyone’s concerns were justified.
Bei Chenyan's eyes were heavy, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't be able to catch the tiger's cubs. If you don't have the determination to sink the boat, it will be difficult to win a comeback."
Only Zhan Yunyang remained silent and stood quietly beside him. After thinking for a long time, he turned to look at Bei Chenyan and said, "I agree with the emperor's decision. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs."
He looked at the generals and said, "There is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and us. If we stick to our original position, we have no choice but to wait for death. It is only a matter of time. Only by taking desperate measures and making a deflection can we have a chance to make a comeback!"
The generals were silent.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the troops there!" Zhan Yunyang clasped his hands towards Bei Chenyan, his handsome eyebrows solemn.
Ling Xiyue slowed down her chewing movements and looked over.
At this time, Ma Long also took a step forward, "Your Majesty, let me go down. I am most familiar with the terrain outside Gubeikou!"
"My subordinates are also willing to lead troops into battle."
He Tai became anxious and took a step forward.
Everyone knows that this battle has a heavy responsibility. If the raid succeeds, it will greatly reduce the strength and morale of Xilan's army. If it fails, the defense force of Tianlin Gubeikou will not be as simple as being weakened.
The most important thing is that this trip will definitely lead to a narrow escape from death!
But no one is afraid. Soldiers fight on the battlefield. This is their fate, but also their glory. How about fearing life and death?
"Subordinate..."
The other generals were about to speak, but were stopped by Bei Chenyan, who raised his hand and said in a cold voice, "This raid is very important. I will lead it myself. There is no need for an army of 50,000. Five thousand elite vanguard battalions are enough."
"emperor!"
"Your Majesty, no!"
Sure enough, as soon as Bei Chenyan finished speaking, fierce opposition sounded from the tower.
Bei Chenyan's words were like a huge stone thrown into the lake, causing a stir. Even Zhan Yunyang raised objections.
When he heard that Bei Chenyan was going to take the risk himself, he didn't care. He killed at least 90% of the army of at least 50,000 people!
It's not that they don't want to believe in their emperor's ability, but it's just too risky and they can't bear the disaster of losing their backbone again.
"No need to say more, I have made up my mind." Bei Chenyan stared at the red heart of the sand table with stern eyes.
Because he knew very clearly in his heart that if any one of them went there, it would be a dead end, even Zhan Yunyang would not be an exception. Only if he goes, can this fierce battle be won at the minimum cost.
Ma Long had no idea. He suddenly remembered something and quickly turned his eyes to Ling Xiyue behind him, with a look of prayer in his eyes.
If there is one person in the world who can persuade Bei Chenyan, it can only be Ling Xiyue!
Ling Xiyue lived up to Ma Long's expectations, clapped her hands, stood up, and walked forward slowly.
"Don't argue, I'll go." Unexpectedly, she actually opened her mouth to say this, and let out a long breath of surprise. Just as he was about to let go of his heart, Ma Long's foot slipped, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Bei Chenyan looked at Ling Xiyue who suddenly spoke.
Everyone's eyes followed him.
"Xiyue!" Zhan Yunyang shook his head.
Ling Xiyue smiled and signaled that Zhan Yunyang was fine, then turned to look at her man, "Yan, you have to stay at Gubeikou Pass to stabilize the morale of the army in case of a head-on attack by Xilan. As for me, I am bored anyway, so I just want to go out.
Turn around.”
I'm afraid she is the only one in the world who would describe such a narrow escape as going out for a walk.
"Mother, you can't do that!"
Everyone reacted fiercely, but Bei Chenyan, on the other hand, seemed relatively calm when Ling Xiyue proposed her. This was due to the tacit understanding and trust between them.
Just like Ling Xiyue dissuaded Bei Chenyan from staying in the pass, it was not because she was worried that he would be in danger.xdw8
She believed that if he went and took ten thousand steps back, even if the raid failed, he would be able to escape unscathed!
"Your Majesty, you can't do that. You'd better let your subordinates go down!"
Malone held on to his last hope.
Seeing that Ling Xiyue had made up her mind to go, and Bei Chenyan seemed to have no intention of objecting, Zhan Yunyang had no choice but to join his hands and bow to Bei Chenyan, "Your Majesty, then let me go together with you."
"Uncle, you stay in the pass. You help Yan defend the city. If Xilan's army makes a head-on attack, it will be a tough battle. Uncle, you can't leave." Ling Xiyue glanced around, and her eyes fell on Ma Long, "You
Just go with me."
Malone was familiar with the terrain in the north and was well prepared.
Ma Long's face was covered with wrinkles blown by the wind, and it became even more obvious when he smiled.
But his smile at this time was uglier than crying, "Mother..."
So just let him go. Why would the Queen be in danger by following him?
"That's it." Ling Xiyue made the decision without waiting for Bei Chenyan's answer.
The generals looked at each other.
They were very confident about Ling Xiyue's ability, sometimes even more than the emperor who believed in them, because she could always take the wrong approach, win by surprise, and do shocking things.
But trust is trust, and it doesn't stop them from worrying at all.
There is a saying that if you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet? What if this happens?
Ignoring everyone's confused looks, Ling Xiyue smiled and said, "But I don't want an army of five thousand."
Are there so many people to use as targets?
Ma Long nodded quickly, still agreeing with this point, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will select an army of 50,000 people and go with Your Majesty."
Originally, he thought that if he went alone, he could take 20,000 people with him. Even if they both died, they would still make a lot of money. But if the Queen was also going, then she would have to make sure that she escaped unscathed. It would be good to bring more people with her.
It's just that Malone seems to have some misunderstanding about the number of people...