Putting the last small flag on the sand table, Guo Xiancheng let out a long breath.

"Qin Feng is so arrogant." He sneered at the generals in the tent, "Looking at his pose, he actually wanted to swallow us all in one bite. But if we set up a battle situation like this, aren't we afraid that our central palace will go straight in and pound his lair?"

Everyone looked at the sand table. Qin Feng's military deployment was indeed beyond everyone's expectations. The Ming army base camp, which is the emperor's garrison in Wangjiazhuang, was discovered, but in fact, Qin Feng had no intention of hiding it at all. The problem was that at the most important point, Qin Feng only placed the miners' camp and his own personal guards' fiery fire death camp, with only 10,000 troops. The main force of the Ming army was actually divided into left and right wings, exploring towards the opposite Qi army in a shape of a clamp.

Cao Ge, the general of the Qi army who had just led his army to Fengxian, was a little confused, "General, is there any conspiracy? Qin Feng clearly wanted us to attack his camp directly, and then he planned to seek a breakthrough from the left and right wings and finally form a rear encirclement. Isn't this too obvious?"

"Conspiracy?" Guo Xiancheng shook his head: "The Ming army has only so many troops. He can count them with his fingers. Even if he has a conspiracy, where can he be transferred from? He has no conspiracy, just a simple arrogant and arrogant. The Fire Death Camp is a cavalry, and the guards of Wangjiazhuang are only a miner's battalion. Although the miner's battalion is the first Ming army, they suffered heavy losses in the battle of Hengdian, and the remaining ones are only more than a thousand people. Although they are all in full force, most of them are recruits who are replenishing in the back. Want to rely on them to block our troops?"

"I led 20,000 troops and horses to attack the central palace." Cao Ge said.

"No, I will fight in person in the middle." Guo Xiancheng shook his head, "Since Qin Feng must have made a contribution in one battle, why don't we think so? General Cao, we must fight quickly. If the war is delayed, things may change. Once we can't stand the stalemate, the Chu people and the Qin people will take action."

Cao Yun's face looked a little ugly. Guo Xiancheng obviously still distrusts him in this decision.

"The general, the last general, is an elite soldier and capable of attacking the toughest."

Guo Xiancheng smiled: "General Cao, you misunderstood. I either distrust you. Your Majesty transferred you to Shayang, or I firmly believe that with General Cao's ability and the combat effectiveness of his troops, I think you are a decisive force. I have a more important task to you."

"There is a more important task than directly attacking the Central Palace?" Cao Yun didn't believe it. In his opinion, Guo Xiancheng obviously excluded him.

"General Cao, please see the deployment of the Ming army. On the left wing are the Ming army's fierce generals, Zhang Xiaozheng's Panshi Camp nicknamed Kitty, Canglang Camp of Wild Dog Gan Wei, Chen Jinhua's Hongshui Camp, Huang Hao's Ruijin Camp nicknamed Monk, Chen Jialuo's Tiger Camp, Wang Yun's Fuyuan Camp, but on the right wing, there are only the Dazhu's Hanshan Camp, Wuling's Cheetah Camp and Yu Chao's Cavalry Chasing Wind Camp." Guo Xiancheng pointed to the small flags and said, "Did General Cao see anything?"

"The focus of Qin Feng's side attack on the left wing is on the left wing." Cao Ge said without hesitation. "The deployment of troops is so obvious that even a fool can see it."

"Yes, Qin Feng's focus on attacking our right wing is ours. Zhang Xiaozheng has always been the number one general of the Ming army. The command of tens of thousands of troops and horses under Zhengyang County to wipe out the barbarians is this man's masterpiece and a strong enemy. Canglang Camp is fierce and good at fighting, and he likes to attack and pull out villages the most. He has always been the arrow army of the Ming army. So in this battle, Qin Feng wanted to seek breakthroughs from our right wing."

"Do you want me to go here?" Cao Ge said.

"No, you go and defeat their right wing. The Ming army shook the mountain camp. Although it was early, it did not participate in many wars. The Cheetah Battalion formed an army even later. It was obviously not on the same level than other Ming armies. The trouble is their cavalry battalion, but General Cao has five thousand cavalry under his command, which just faces Yu Chao." Guo Xiancheng knocked on the edge of the sand table, "General Cao, let's go up and dismount and defeat their right wing first!"

"Then our right wing will be tight!" Gauge looked at the sand table. "If I break through their right wing, but our own right wing can't stand it, then both sides will still be even."

Guo Xiancheng turned his head and looked at a veteran on his right hand: "Xian Bisong, I'll hand over our right wing to you. 20,000 people will guard the Biheyan line. No matter how serious the casualties are, you are not allowed to take a step back. Even if you fight to the last soldier, you have to nail the Ming army to the Biheyan area."

"General, the Ming army is only more than 30,000 troops. If the last 20,000 generals cannot defend the line across the river, they will come to see you!" Xian Bisong, with mottled hair, said with sigh.

Guo Xiancheng sneered: "There is a little bit of a mistake, and your head cannot be guaranteed. General Cao, you lead 20,000 troops under your command, and I will give you another 10,000 county soldiers to attack the right wing of the Ming army, defeat them as quickly as possible, and then advance towards Wangjiazhuang. As long as you get a breakthrough here, Wangjiazhuang will be surrounded by our two sides. Qin Feng will have to withdraw troops from his left wing to rescue. As long as the war reaches this level, the probability of our victory will be 70% or 80%."

Cao Ge sneered: "The small country of Cuo'er dares to compete with me for the glory of the great ranks. He is still an invincible god of war. Haha, this battle will bring you back to its original form."

"General Cao, don't be careless. The combat effectiveness of the Ming army is quite considerable." All the generals here, except Cao Yun, basically participated in the Battle of Shayang, and were deeply impressed by this. At that time, a thick soil camp defeated them for half a month, a 5,000 army, and some local county soldiers. In the end, only more than a thousand people escaped. However, in this half month, all Guo Xiancheng's plans finally fell into the empty space. He watched helplessly as the barbarian army in Zhengyang County was hungry by Zhang Xiaomao and died, and then he was wiped out in one go.

The lessons of the past are to be taken care of. Fortunately, this time the opponent will not defend the enemy, but will attack the Qi army, but Guo Xiancheng still dared not underestimate the opponent. If time allows, he even wants to have a small fight with the opponent before making plans. Unfortunately, the latter form is not allowed to be allowed to delay for too long. Ming Chu has two armies joining forces to fight in Lingchuan. If the stalemate here lasts for a long time and a unified opinion is formed on the other side of Chu, and a big fight is launched on the eastern front, Qi will be passive.

This battle must be clean and neat, defeating the opponent at the fastest speed, and then shocking Luo Liang's troops on the eastern front of Chu. The Ming Dynasty was not strong enough, and as long as it was defeated, they would inevitably stop their troops and seek peace. Only in this way can the Da Qi concentrate its efforts against the Chu people. In recent years, Prince Cao Yun has established a great advantage over the Chu people on the eastern front. In His Majesty's plan, the road to unification of the Da Qi is to defeat the Chu enemy first.

In fact, in the minds of all Qi people, only Chu can be regarded as their opponent. Although the Ming people's sudden emergence quickly, the Qi people were not too concerned about them. The few soldiers and few generals and weak national strength was the unanimous evaluation of the Ming regime that had only been newly established for several years.

Nearly 100,000 Qi troops stretched for more than ten miles in the camp, and among them, a small camp belonged to Tuobayan. Now he is a cavalry general under Guo Xiancheng. In addition to his own more than 800 barbarian cavalry, Guo Xiancheng assigned him 2,000 cavalry soldiers to him.

He can ride horses, not trained cavalry. Guo Xiancheng couldn't do it if he wanted to dig trained cavalry from other generals for Tuobayan, but he would obviously offend people. For a moment, he didn't expect the barbarian general who came to join thousands of miles to bear the responsibility. Guo Xiancheng simply threw him a rookie army and see how many real skills this barbarian general has.

Tuobayan's flexible maneuver on the battlefield has given him a deep impression. If this infantry that only knows how to ride a horse can be trained into a standard cavalry in a very short time, then Guo Xiancheng will be even more eye-catching to him.

So even though the war is imminent, the whole camp is filled with a tense atmosphere, but this small corner still seems very relaxed.

There were only more than 1,000 horses, of which more than 800 were brought by Tuobayan himself. The remaining soldiers had to rotate training every day. It is naturally not a good idea to go to the battlefield to fight. Their only function is to stay in the camp, guard the warehouse, and deliver supplies. That's all.

After the day of training, Tuobayan yawned and stretched toward his tent. He walked to the big tent. When he reached out to lift the curtain, his hand was condensed in the air. On the upper corner of the curtain, there was an inconspicuous little yellow flower that seemed to be blown by the wind and stuck there.

He reached out, picked the yellow flower, put it between his nose and sniffed it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Someone is coming to the family.

Walking into the big tent, untied his armor, and sat cross-legged on the felt carpet on the ground. Unlike ordinary generals, he paid great attention to details. The tent was well organized, and every place was only known by his own knowledge. This was thanks to the long-term and rigorous training he had experienced earlier.

People like him are extremely tough in their nerves, but they still cannot get rid of the huge sense of loneliness. Although there are eight hundred old subordinates brought by the barbarians, from another perspective, they can also be regarded as their enemies. He has always been the only one. In this camp, he cannot trust anyone or express his feelings to anyone.

Only when people come to his hometown can he feel like he meets his relatives and friends.
Chapter completed!