Fan Wencheng stared at Hong Chengchou and asked, "What do you think?"

Hong Chengchou sighed, as if he was talking to himself, "Our army is several times higher than the enemy... Of course, we can win, but... but I am always uneasy in my heart!"

“Why are you uneasy?”

"The firearms in the hands of the Northern Expedition Army are far better than our new army. Especially in the battle of Xiaowenhe, the famous general Oboi of Jinan died in such an unknown small river... It is said that the projectiles shot out by the firearms in the enemy's hands were overwhelming and did not even need to be loaded... How could such an army be easily defeated?!"

Fan Wencheng nodded and said, "I have heard of this, but this kind of firearm only appeared in the Battle of Xiaowenhe, and the number was not large at that time. I heard that there were only a few thousand people... Even in the battlefields such as Andongwei, Haizhou, Qufu, etc., I have never heard of the firearms that appeared before... Therefore, I guess that the enemy's weapons are not large and cannot be used on the entire battlefield. At the same time, such a dense projectile, it seems to consume a lot of ammunition... As long as our army is good at using military tactics, avoiding its edge, and attacking sideways with the advantage of cavalry speed, it is not invincible!"

"Brother Xiandou said, three points in the bone... I have been thinking about the disadvantages of firearms. The original firearms were subject to water and only had to attack on rainy days and would definitely win. But today's firearms are not afraid of rain, and that is not invincible. They just need to continue to feint attacks with a ranger, consume their ammunition, and then attack head-on, with a great chance of victory... Unfortunately, the enemy's change is too fast. If this kind of firearm that does not need to be recharged is spread throughout the battlefield... Hiss, then I'm in danger!"

"Yes." Fan Wencheng sighed, "It's only been more than ten years since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, and the national fortune has just begun. Could it be...?"

Fan Wencheng beat his chest and looked even more uncomfortable than death.

Hong Chengchou was infected and said with a hint of sob: "Your Majesty is still young... The court is full of powerful ministers, and it is difficult to convince the public in a short time... If you think so, it is better to let the Regent..."

"Don't ask for a rude!" Fan Wencheng shouted sternly, "Don't say this again... If it is spread, even I will be implicated!"

Hong Chengchou was shouted and came back to his senses. He realized that he was ruthless and hurriedly said, "It's not just you and me... chatting. Brother Xiandou, don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child, I will never talk nonsense!"

Fan Wencheng was just a warning. Seeing that Hong Chengchou admitted his mistake, he stopped entangling with this. He said: "Your previous words reminded me... Now that the enemy is retreating south in large numbers, it is indeed a bit abnormal... Logically speaking, in Andongwei and Qufu battles, our army only won a small victory, and the main force of the enemy's army has not been damaged. With the enemy's combat power, there will never be a retreat... When I think about it carefully, I always feel something is wrong!"

Hong Chengchou frowned and said, "I think so too... Could it be that there is a conspiracy?"

"Conspiracy?" Hong Chengchou lowered his head and thought, "But this is not a reason... There is no need to lose the city, lose troops and abandon land to plan the conspiracy. When our army recovers Yanzhou and Huai'an, we will naturally hoard the army to garrison... Could it be that Wu Zheng still wants to repeat the plan of the civil unrest in Xuzhou? If this is the case, then his plan is wrong, and I have already thought about it!"

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Fan Wencheng's ears suddenly felt a trembling and his face changed drastically.

Hong Chengchou was shocked to see it, and he thought Fan Wencheng was crazy.

Fan Wencheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Hong Chengchou's left arm, "Discaping the city and losing troops and abandoning soil... Do you think the enemy was defeated in the previous few battles?"

Hong Chengchou was stunned and replied: "First, our court declared war and sent troops to send troops suddenly, attacking him unprepared, and caught the enemy off guard. This is in line with the method of military strategy. Second, although the enemy captured Haizhou and Andongwei, the main force in Prince An's hands did not suffer much loss. When Prince Chong arrived, he had a full blow and the enemy did not reinforce in time, he would naturally be defeated."

Fan Wencheng narrowed his eyes and said, "If you were Wu Zheng, after capturing Haizhou and Andongwei important town, would you send heavy troops to the garrison?"

"Of course, we have to dispatch heavy troops to garrison... Hiss... Brother Xiandou said that the enemy was deliberately... defeated?" Hong Chengchou's face also changed drastically, "This is not right... This is not right. In these battles, the enemy's troops have suffered a lot. Who has so much courage to use such a large amount of capital to set up a conspiracy that may not be successful...uh...!"

Speaking of this, Hong Chengchou was trembling like Fan Wencheng. He suddenly realized that others did not have such courage and power, but there was one person who had... the entire Jianxing Dynasty was under his control.

Seeing Hong Chengchou's trembling body, Fan Wencheng knew that he realized it and said slowly, "The reason for the enemy's defeat in the previous few battles is indeed the two points you said, but these two points are the fundamentals of the supply and the reinforcements are not effective... Why not be effective? It's just because the journey is too long... But if the enemy retreats south and our army pursues closely, and when we arrive in Yangzhou and Fengyang, the situation will suddenly change, and it will become convenient for the enemy to replenish supplies, and our army's supply... is far away."

Hong Chengchou stood in a daze, suddenly, lifted his robe and rushed out of the door, shouting, "Hurry, Brother Xiandou, come to the palace with me to meet the saint..."

Fan Wencheng looked at Hong Chengchou's back, sighed slowly, shook his head, and followed him.

....

Wuying Palace.

Fu Lin, who looked tired but had a spirited look, still had the excitement of hearing the good news ahead.

These days, Fulin has truly experienced the taste of being a revival king, and this is what he wants.

Fulin even wanted to lead the army to show his martial arts to the world.

After listening to Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng's report, Fulin smiled and said, "I am very relieved that the two gentlemen can prepare for the future."

Hong Chengchou was stunned, but Fan Wencheng's expression did not change. Obviously, the emperor's reaction was as expected.

Yes, the battle situation has been going smoothly, and this "reverse" thinking cannot attract the emperor's attention at all.

But Hong Chengchou was anxious over there, "Master, this matter is not a small matter... Once the enemy's main force retreats to the border of the Yangtze River, Wusong, Jingjiang, Zhenjiang and Yingtian Prefecture will provide supply and reinforcements to Jiangbei, and you can go to the morning and evening... On the other hand, our army, whether it is supplying from Shandong, Shanxi, or the Grand Canal, the journey is more than a thousand miles away..."
Chapter completed!