Chapter 1202 Discussing Military

Liu Hongyi said heavily: "Please follow me to enter the account!"

Then the crowd walked into the coach's tent.

As for the corpses of Elder Pan and others, soldiers will deal with them.

Hong Wutian, Mrs. Xu and others walked behind the crowd. At this moment, Hong Wutian suddenly looked back at Elder Pan's corpses, frowned slightly, "It's a pity that Xiong Ye died in battle."

Although no one likes Kumano's cold and cruel temperament in his heart, it has to be said that Kumano's method of refining corpses is indeed good.

If these Zhenwu Realm corpses could be refined into silver corpses that were invulnerable to swords and guns, it would be of great benefit to the Song Dynasty.

What a pity.

What a pity.

"well……"

Mrs. Xu sighed softly, but said in her mouth: "It is not a good thing to die in the battle of Kumaye. If he went back alive, according to the emperor's character, he would definitely be the king of Miaojiang. Even though he may not have too much real power, it is always difficult to say whether it is a good or a bad thing for the people of Miaojiang."

She herself is a She national, so she understands the current situation of many ethnic minorities better than Hong Wutian and others.

Hong Wutian was slightly stunned, and then nodded quietly.

When Kumano died, it was a loss in the Song Dynasty, but for the Miao people in Miaojiang, it was very likely to be a blessing.

His personality is not suitable to be the Miao King after all.

The crowd arrived in the tent of the handsome man.

This time Liu Hongyi personally asked Wang Ziqian to sit down.

Naturally, everyone's attitude towards him was no longer as suspicious and aggressive as before.

"Ha ha!"

After Liu Hongyi sat down in the main seat, he laughed again and said, "Zi Qian gave up the secret and turned to the light. Our army killed so many masters of the Pojun Academy. Our army is expected to win a great victory!"

Everyone in the tent nodded with a smile.

Zhang Hongwei looked at Wang Ziqian and praised him without hesitation, saying, "Brother Ziqian is in love with the common people, which is really a righteous thing."

Wang Ziqian just bowed and chuckled, saying, "Ziqian just never dared to forget the help my fellow villagers have given me. He really should not be praised by the general in this way."

Zhang Hongwei finally introduced himself this time, "Don't call me like this anymore, my name is Zhang Hongwei, and I am currently the commander of the Tianji Army. If I don't dislike it, I will call me Brother Zhang in the future."

He should be just a little older than Wang Ziqian.

And the friendship between men is so wonderful. As long as you look at each other, it is natural to call your brother and brother.

"So it was the commander of Zhang Hongwei, who has long been famous."

Prince Qian smiled and said, "I heard that there was a general of the Great Song Dynasty's magical arrows, and they were all fired without any mistakes. I didn't expect that I could see it today but I couldn't recognize it. It's really a sin."

When everyone in the tent heard what he said, they laughed again.

Zhang Hongwei said modestly: "Now there are countless sharpshooters in my Song Dynasty army. My archery skills are almost useless!"

Only when people talk about the main business are talking about the important things.

Wang Ziqian can be regarded as a preliminary understanding of the generals in this tent, Hong Wutian, Yue Yue and others.

As soon as he talked about the main business, Liu Hongyi looked at Wang Ziqian and asked, "Nephew Ziqian, how many soldiers in the Dali village still have at this time?"

Without hesitation, Wang Ziqian replied directly: "Chi Fenggu and I each led nearly 100,000 soldiers. If those coachmen and servants were not counted, they should still look like 130,000 or 40,000."

And the rest of the people were originally suffering from the attack on the camp before. Not to mention the more, there were 60,000 or 70,000.

Of course, as long as the Song army cleared the battlefield, Liu Hongyi and others could get a rough number.

Liu Hongyi’s question is just an introduction, and what I really want to ask is not this.

After hearing Prince Gan's reply, he asked again: "There are thirteen or forty thousand troops. Zigan's nephew thinks, will Chi Fenggu continue to go out of the city to attack us?"

Prince Gan pondered for a while before answering, "Probably not."

His eyes swept across the tent, and sat upright and said, "The army under Chi Fenggu and I were all gathered from all the prefectures, counties, towns and divisions of Dali, and the components were quite mixed. These people were all groups. Although I was the chief general before, the guys below were not just obeying me, but they had their own ulterior motives and could take advantage of them. They were shirking each other when fighting tough battles. I think the situation in Chi Fenggu's army is similar to mine, otherwise he would not have led only 20,000 imperial guards to attack the camp last night. It must be that those tribal soldiers were afraid of being beaten and were unwilling to fight such tough battles again."

Speaking of this, Prince Gan humi chuckled, "Although I am now heading to the Song Dynasty, it is not easy for Chi Fenggu to order the soldiers under my command. He wants to gather these people enough to make him worry and he will definitely not have much energy to go out of the city to attack the camp in a short period of time. Even if he wants to attack, he must establish his prestige in the hearts of those people."

When Liu Hongyi and others heard this, their expressions quietly relaxed a lot.

If the pool wind blows at all costs, and they come out to attack the camp again, although there are enough firearms in the camp, they are afraid that it will be a tough battle again.

Liu Hongyi asked again: "If we wait for tens of thousands of reinforcements to arrive and we want to break Hengshan Village, how many times do you think you will have the chance of winning?"

Prince Gan said: "The chances of winning are 60%, but... if you want to break the city, you will definitely suffer heavy losses."

“Why?”

Liu Hongyi asked.

The estimate given by Wang Zigan obviously made him unsatisfied.

Everyone in the tent also watched the prince do it.

After all, he is the one who truly understands the strength of Dali soldiers in Hengshan Village.

Prince Gandao: "Although the Dali Army failed three times under the leadership of Chi Fenggu and I, it was defeated by the strong firearms in the camp, and the generals led the people to fight to the death. If an ordinary army was defeated, we would have been defeated long ago. To be honest, the tribal soldiers would not talk about it. In fact, the Dali imperial guards are not weak. Although there are not many hot air balloons in Hengshan Village, there are countless artillery cars, etc. If our army wants to break the city, it will really cost a lot of losses. After all... that is a tens of thousands of troops..."

Liu Hongyi and others were all silent.

Prince Gan Hu said again: "It is not easy to destroy them, but... it is not difficult to drive them out of Song Tu."

A smile appeared on his face.

Liu Hongyi was slightly moved, "The siege must be missing? Is it possible to intimidate them with a grenade launcher?"

This is indeed a good way.

As long as the Dali army is afraid of blowing up the Dali army, they have no hope and cut off the transportation routes of food and grass in Hengshanzhai. The Dali army in the city will inevitably break through and return to China.

When the prince heard this, he shook his head and said, "No. If you want them to retreat, there is no need to spend a shot or shot."

"oh?"

Liu Hongyi was even more moved.

There was also a glimmer of light in everyone's eyes in the tent.

Zhu Haiwang took a light breath, as if he was thinking of something, and suddenly said, "Is it because of my brother's intention to... attack my heart?"
Chapter completed!