After Zongze finished speaking, the lobby of the government office fell into silence for a while.
Although Zongze made it very clear, such a grand strategy still made everyone's minds buzz.
After about a few dozen breaths, Yang Lin was the first to speak up and asked: "With such a long front, we have enough supplies of food and grass, and weapons and baggage. I don't know if we can keep up."
Zongze immediately pointed to Shuozhou on the sand table and said loudly: "Xiaguan had already sent people to know the mountains and rivers of this place clearly years ago. If there are Kerei people to help, the desert grassland will be smooth. Shaozai is here
The Tea-Horse Trade Road was opened seven years ago. Due to the numerous merchants running back and forth, there has already been more than one wide road, which is just suitable for transportation."
Yang Lin twisted his eyebrows and thought carefully. He had several generals who could take charge of their own affairs. If the battle line was really spread out in such a grand way, there would be someone available.
Today's war is already a large-scale battle for the fate of the country. Once we counterattack the grassland and encircle the Jin Kingdom from the west and south, it will be a complete counterattack.
To switch from defense to offense, he needed to carefully consider whether the Song Dynasty had such conditions now and whether the country was stable enough.
Seeing Yang Lin frowning deeply, Zongze walked aside and asked for a water bag from the soldiers. After taking a few sips, he walked over and said in front of Yang Lin: "Young Master, the reason why Wanyan Loushi can
Three battles and three victories relied on the Mongol Khan Hebul's army. Hebul was so arrogant that he gathered together the originally loose Mongolian tribes. This is an enemy more terrifying than the Jurchens. There are too many of them. The Jurchens
The population is sparse, but there are quite a few Mongolians.
Now that the grassland is empty, it is the perfect time for us to completely eliminate this big hidden danger. Otherwise, even if we win this war and destroy the Jurchen Dajin, the Mongols will no longer fight among themselves. After uniting, the north will
A formidable enemy!"
As expected of Zongze, he had already seen the great troubles in the future from the Mongol army in Hebule. As he said, after the rise of the Mongols, they would be more terrifying than the Jurchens because their population was far beyond that of the Jurchens.
Zongze's words undoubtedly clearly understood the rise and fall of this alien race on the grassland.
Yang Lin's eyes suddenly opened. Zongze was right. The Mongols would not only be the Han people's formidable enemy in the future, they would simply be a moving natural disaster.
If we follow the strategy proposed by Zongze, we can eliminate the two powerful enemies of the future Jurchen and Mongolia in one fell swoop and ensure peace in the north.
This was a huge temptation for Yang Lin, but he was hesitant to know whether the Song Dynasty, which had been defensive for a hundred years, had the ability to conduct deep and roundabout battles.
It was impossible to make a decision on such a matter all at once, so Zongze was not in a hurry. He pushed aside and discussed the affairs of Yun Nei with a few familiar generals, and let Yang Lin make his own decision.
After all, when this battle is really fought, what is most needed is not the brave generals who bravely lead the three armies deep into the enemy's rear, nor the elite soldiers who march across the grasslands to occupy cities and plunder the land, but the court who works hard in the rear to ensure the supply and dispatch of all fronts.
The biggest test of this battle was the mobilization ability of the Song Dynasty state machine and the dispatching ability of Yang Lin and others.
There was a lot of noise in the lobby, and Yang Lin felt uneasy, so he stood up and walked out.
The generals wanted to follow, but Lu Qian stopped them and said with a smile: "Everyone, please leave Shaozai alone for a while."
The generals then returned to the hall and continued to discuss the battle situation while looking at the sand table.
Yang Lin walked out of the government office and saw people celebrating on the streets of Yanzhou.
Yang Lin stopped a young man at random, but saw his face full of tears and endless joy.
"This little brother, I'm from the south. Everyone is celebrating like this. Could it be some kind of northern festival?"
When the young man saw that he was wearing brocade clothes and thought he was a wealthy businessman, he wiped away his tears and said, "You still don't know? Our imperial army beat the enemy to a pulp, and I heard that they even captured their gold."
The general of the country."
He shook his arm, and there was nothing in his sleeve. It turned out to be a one-armed man.
"All my father and brothers died at the hands of the Tatars in the north, leaving me alone. How can I not be happy that my great revenge has been avenged?"
Yanzhou and Jizhou served as the rear and accepted a large number of refugees from the north. These people were often bitter and resentful, and each of them carried some blood feud that could not be resolved.
Yang Lin looked at the back of the one-armed young man walking away and the celebrating people on the street, and each noun appeared in Yang Lin's mind.
Yashan, lonely people sigh in the ocean, Zhang Hongfan, the great general who controlled the country, destroyed the Song Dynasty here, the four people...
Behind each noun, there were countless scenes of humiliation, and Yang Lin finally made up his mind.
Over the past millennium, countless people on the northern border have either died at the hands of the Northern Barbarians or fallen under the iron hooves of the desert. Since there is a chance to completely solve the problem, why should we be afraid of it?
Once the decision was made, Yang Lin no longer hesitated and strode back to the hall.
The noise stopped abruptly, and Zongze looked at Yang Lin's vitality, with a hint of joy in his eyes. Yang Lin was in this state, just like when he regained Youyan, confident and high-spirited, and moving forward indomitably.
After Yang Lin sat down, he didn't even say a word of nonsense, and said loudly: "Northern Han'er, we have been fighting hard for a long time, and everyone has the heart of revenge. There are many northern refugees living in Yanzhou and Jizhou.
Zongze, you have always been good at recruiting soldiers and horses into an army, so it is up to you to train them."
Zongze accepted the order happily, walked out of the hall with the command arrow, and went to recruit troops with great ambition. He was a real master in this aspect. When the refugees were in the hands of half the people, a hasty army would be a nightmare.
The thief can't get anywhere.
But Zongze has the ability to turn decay into magic. In later history, Zongze, who had already passed his prime years, after almost all the fall of the north, as a retainer in Kaifeng Prefecture, hastily recruited troops and won consecutive battles. Among them,
There was a Hebei soldier whom he recruited and admired, named Yue Fei.
Yang Lin continued: "Wu Jie, you lead your troops to Yunnei. Duanyun Ridge is our last step back. Tell Yao Pingzhong that as long as there is still a man in armor, no inch can be lost."
The Western Army has always had a tradition of preserving its strength. This time it was defeated by the Lou family. It may be that the Miao descendants of the Western Army were not saved and they did not dare to fight to the death.
Moreover, the battle report that came only said that Yehuling was lost, but there were not many casualties. It was obvious that they did not dare to fight to the death. However, the Western Army was indeed more miserable. Starting from Xixia, they fought many fierce battles. Yao Pingzhong was the Western Army
As a commander-in-chief, we have to consider the feelings of his elders. How much of Qin Long's youth is left? There are widows' villages all over the place. Let them, the last of the Western Army, be wiped out. Even if he wins, he will still have his spine stabbed.
Fortunately, it would not have a big impact on the battle situation, so Yang Lin was not going to pursue it too much. He planned to just give them a beating, and then send more troops from Wu Jie's Yizhou to support them, so that they would realize their shame and become brave again.
Wu Jie clasped his fists tightly and said in a serious voice: "The general will definitely fight a bloody battle to block Wanyan Lou's room. Young Master, take care."
Yang Lin nodded, stood up slightly, and said: "After the city is completed, the armored soldiers will guard the key points! Reduce casualties. Holding will mean victory. Wait for my order."
"As you command!"
Yang Lin stood up and said: "Send someone to the Jingzhou front line and tell Han Shizhong to release a dozen prisoners, cut off the ears and noses, and give Zong Han's head to Wanyan Agu for beating. Send him another sentence,
Let’s talk about Zong Han, Zong Wang, the younger generation is not an enemy. Don’t forget the grudge against Wu Beibei. You should come to the Great Wall to fight me decisively.”