Yang Mingzhong was silent.

After simulating it in my heart, I have to admit that Chen Ze’s words make sense.

They didn't even have to press down on the troops under Bo'an City. They just had to ambush and slap coldly to Zhu Yan's army a few times. This was enough.

The army of more than two million is not a fist, and can be clenched tightly at all times.

On the march, the troops were winding and twisting. In addition to the front army with the strongest attack power, the central and rear army allowed them to fight.

Run away after the fight.

Does the other party dare to chase him?

In the case of insufficient military rations, it may not be possible!

After waiting for a while, when Yang Mingzhong's eyes gradually became clear, Chen Zecai said again: "Since it is a dead end to retreat, so why not fight?"

"More than two million troops were brought out, and finally fled back to the city in shame, without any achievements. I am afraid that no general will accept this result?"

"And the city lord's side is the other party's opportunity."

Chen Ze lighted his nose with his hand and said in a deep voice: "It's strange that no new supplies have arrived for so many days, and the other party doesn't feel it, so they know that there are troops waiting for them in the rear, and retreating is not a good choice."

"You can't retreat, you can only move forward."

"Compared with us who don't know when the attack will start, the strength of the city lord's troops is tangible."

"If I were the enemy's head coach, in order to recover the losses or even seek victory in defeat, I would definitely fight the city lord's millions of troops head-on!"

"Don't forget that they lack food and grass. Instead of starving on the way back, it is better to go to war with the city lord directly when the combat power is still sufficient. On our side, we only need to arrange a small number of soldiers to defend the city and hold us back."

"You must know that when the city lord retreated, he took away a lot of food. The opponent was in good condition and had a chance to win. As long as he could win, the problem of food would be solved. If he didn't help, he could take advantage of the victory and capture the next city to supplement it."

"No matter how you look at it, it's better to move forward than to retreat!"

When he said this, Chen Ze stopped and waited for Yang Mingzhong to digest it.

"Then aren't we... redundant?"

After a while, Yang Mingzhong said something and turned around and looked at the 500,000 elite soldiers he led, and suddenly felt very ridiculous.

At the last moment, he was still determined to die with the enemy, but when Chen Ze said this, he suddenly realized that they were the most leisurely and idle people, and all the pressure was pressed on Zheng Yuanyun.

Then why ask for the distribution of the 500,000 elite combat power?

For some reason, anger flashed across Yang Mingzhong's heart.

The soldiers in front were in danger, and Chen Ze also asked the city lord to distribute the 500,000 elite troops. Has he not considered the frontline issue?

Chen Ze sighed and shook his head secretly in his heart.

He thought that when he said this, Yang Mingzhong should understand what he meant, but unfortunately the other party had different focus from him, and the focus is still on Bo'an City today.

"General Yang might as well be more courageous."

"What's the meaning?"

Yang Mingzhong frowned. He came with the intention of dying together. He was not afraid of death. Why, he is not brave enough?

"Our more than 500,000 troops are not superfluous, but there are other things to do, such as..."

Chen Ze smiled and gently tapped Yang Mingzhong's back with his fingers.

later?

Yang Mingzhong turned around in a daze, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his heart. His face suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "Do you want to..."

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Zheng Yuan Yunmen.

Among the temporary large tents, Zheng Yuanyun ranked first, with a slightly ashen expression on his face, so that the atmosphere in the entire large tent seemed depressing.

The generals of Bo'an City and the generals of the cities who came to support gathered together at this moment. However, under the condensation atmosphere emitted by Zheng Yuanyun, everyone bowed their heads and did not dare to speak out.

Only two people can calm down in this depressing atmosphere.

One was General Luo from Qingfeng City. He did not go to see Zheng Yuanyun, but instead focused his attention on someone who was also in the big tent.

"Old Hua, you seem to be too much..."

General Luo smiled bitterly. Of course, he was familiar with Mr. Hua and knew that this wise general was extraordinary. But even so, he still couldn't believe what Mr. Cai Hua said.

And it seemed that the atmosphere in the big tent and Zheng Yuanyun's increasingly dark face were caused by Mr. Hua's words.

Today, Mr. Hua rarely brought wine to the account. Without the stimulation of alcohol, his eyes rarely have a clear light.

"Why, are you unhappy to say you are bait?"

Mr. Hua snorted coldly, "Isn't this the truth?"

Just now, when Zheng Yuanyun summoned the generals to discuss military affairs, a scout came to report to Zhang Chengwang's troops that seemed to have the intention of going out of the city to fight to the decisive battle.

Of course, Zheng Yuanyun didn't want to fight the decisive battle.

At the moment, the enemy is besieged in Bo'an City. According to his meaning, it is clearly a fight of trapped beasts, and he has no reason to accompany them to madness.

Just guard against the key roads and set out the strongest defensive formation to let the opponent retreat when they see the difficulties.

But Mr. Hua stood up at this time and denied this plan. He even insisted on strengthening Zheng Yuanyun to show the enemy as weak and lead the opponent out of the city to fight a head-on decisive battle.

In this way, how much troops will Zheng Yuanyun lose?

It is true that the opponent's food and grass shortage is short, but this weakness will not erupt in a short period of time. At present, Zhang Chengwang's troops are still full of troops and will not suffer major losses due to food and grass issues.

How could Zheng Yuanyun agree to the decisive battle with him under such circumstances?

So, there was a situation where Mr. Hua said the word "bait".

"Old Hua, we have the advantage at present, and it doesn't matter how hard we fight each other head-on!"

Zheng Yuanyun's face turned pale and was not moved by Mr. Hua's identity.

From his position, the troops on Bo'an City are all part of his strength. If one point is less, the Anluo province will be weaker. Besides, even though he knows that the other party will not last long, why should he let someone in and fight to the death?

Mr. Hua shook his head and insisted: "It is okay to stick to it, but the results are not great enough. Now there is obviously a chance to make the Zhuyan Empire suffer greater losses. Why not do it?"

"If you raise troops for a thousand days, you will be afraid of losses in war, so what else can you fight?"

Hearing this, Zheng Yuanyun suddenly stood up and said angrily: "What are the losses I fear?"

"What I'm afraid of is unnecessary losses!"

"So in the eyes of Mr. Hua, isn't this result of being able to severely damage Zhang Chengwang's army?"

"What is that that makes you feel great enough?"

"Do you still want to take over the Nantes Province in one fell swoop..."

"Get it off in one fell swoop?"
Chapter completed!