"General Meng?" Zhao Menglong's expression froze, but in his heart, ten thousand divine beasts roared past.

Is there Meng Xiaoyun behind this incident who is secretly causing trouble? I want to save face for Yang Wenjun in front of all the soldiers, but I don't necessarily have to save much favor for you, Meng Xiaoyun.

Originally, when this extremely weak guy took the position of general, all the soldiers complained. If it was this guy's bad idea, I will see how you will step down when the time comes.

When the time comes, I won't be able to kill him first.

Zhao Menglong drank the entire cup in one gulp and strode to the center of the military tent, his face becoming increasingly gloomy: "General Meng, can you give me some advice? After all, we all have doubts about this matter."

Meng Xiaoyun was sitting behind the handsome case with a nervous look on his face. When Zhao Menglong opened his mouth, his already dark face turned even darker, but his eyes fell directly on Yang Wenjun.

At this time, Meng Xiaoyun only felt that his whole body was not well.

Yang Wenjun, are you cheating on me?

You are in charge of all these things, but I don’t know anything from the beginning to the end. Among the entire human race, others don’t know, don’t you know that I am just a decoration? Now let me say, I can

What did he say, and where did he start?

"Old General, please speak." Meng Xiaoyun finally sighed.

Extending your head is a knife, and shrinking your head is also a knife.

The worst that can happen is that I will quit as a general. Anyway, I have never wanted to be such a general.

"The human race has already gained the upper hand in attacking the Protoss this time. Even if it annihilates all the armies on the western front of the Protoss, it is not impossible." Zhao Menglong's eyes were cold: "As long as our entire army is dispatched, let alone take it back.

Our human race has a territory of 800 miles, so even if we can break into the realm of the gods, it may not be impossible."

Meng Xiaoyun's face turned dark.

"Although the Gods are strong, this is our first time fighting against a foreign race. If we cannot bring out the momentum of our human race, how can we make our brothers fight to the death again in the future?"

Meng Xiaoyun's eyes fell on Yang Wenjun again.

I really don’t know this!

Auntie, what on earth did you do?

Even if you decide this way, you should at least say hello to me in advance so that I can be somewhat mentally prepared! Even if you want me, Lao Meng, to take the blame for you, you have to make me understand! Now this old man

As soon as the guy saw me, he seemed like he wanted to take me to the execution ground. How should I, Lao Meng, be punished?

"General Meng." Yang Wenjun stood up and chuckled: "You are a general. Now that you have made such a decision, you must have your own plans!"

"I,,,,,," Meng Xiaoyun only felt that her whole body was not feeling well.

Auntie, can you stop fanning the flames now? I'll take the blame for you, but you, the boss, have to give me a break. Even if you die, you should let me die clearly, right?

"General, when the generals surrounded Qiuyue Mountain, they held out for several months without attacking, and finally defeated the enemy without fighting. That battle has always been the most admired battle by younger generations." Yang Wenjun chuckled: "The generals' tactics and tactics

He is skilled in everything, and his only goal is to master the decisive battle thousands of miles away. Now the human soldiers in the army are not outsiders, so there is no need for the general to hide his front!"

Meng Xiaoyun's face couldn't help but change slightly, but his heart was full of thoughts.

The soldiers surrounded Qiuyue Mountain and surrendered without fighting?

In just a few breaths, Meng Xiaoyun's face calmed down, and his panic eyes became extraordinarily determined.

Even at this moment, Meng Xiaoyun's whole person seemed to have been completely transformed, and the originally slightly hesitant eyes no longer contained any emotion.

All that remains is the fortitude that uniquely belongs to soldiers.

"Old General Zhao has doubts in his mind?"

"We can definitely achieve greater results in this battle. Why did the general make such a strange move? Now we have only regained less than half of the eight hundred miles of territory." Zhao Menglong's face was gloomy: "Could it be that the general

I don’t know, this time the human race has the upper hand in the war, which completely caught the protoss by surprise. The next time we fight with the protoss, once the other side is prepared, it will definitely face a situation many times more difficult than now."

"I know, and I know very well, that after this battle, the Protoss will definitely increase its military strength on the western front."

"General, can you tell me the reason for doing this?" Zhao Mengse's face was filled with chills: "This time the human race gathered 600,000 troops, the total number of the Protoss' western front is only 500,000 troops, and the Protoss army is scattered over eight hundred miles.

In the area. As long as we are fast enough, we can completely defeat the army of gods in a short time."

"It is true that as General Zhao said, it is indeed very certain to defeat the army of the gods." Meng Xiaoyun nodded: "With the current combat power of the human race, and even the strength of the entire western front of the gods, it is not impossible to completely annihilate them.

possible."

"Does the general know that this battle is where all the soldiers vent their anger? It is also the first battle for all the soldiers against foreigners. This battle affects the morale of the entire army."

"Yes, this is indeed the case."

"Can the general tell me now why he refuses to kill all the gods despite having such an advantage?"

"Old general, how many years have you been in the army?"

"I am not talented, three thousand seven hundred and forty years."

"Does the old general know that even if we defeat the western front of the Protoss, for the entire Protoss, the most we can do is cripple the Protoss, and it will not be able to damage the foundation of the Protoss at all." Meng Xiaoyun's face turned slightly cold: "But

The human race's 600,000-strong army is already within our reach now.

All the moves. Even if we can defeat the Protoss’ Western Front Army, what price will we pay? It’s a good idea to push the Protoss into desperation, but how will we face the extreme counterattack of the Protoss army in the future? Human race’s follow-up

, and how many troops can be deployed on the border?"

Zhao Menglong couldn't help but be stunned.

"The old general has experienced hundreds of battles and bravely won the three armies, so he should know that the essence of war is to compare who can consume more." Meng Xiaoyun sighed: "Old general, can you tell me that these old generals have fought against the gods many times?

What is the ratio of the losses of troops on both sides? Even if it is the most satisfying victory the veteran general has ever commanded, can he remain unscathed?"

"this,,,,,,"

"The old general has been fighting on the battlefield of gods and demons for many years, so he should understand the cruelty on the battlefield. How many troops do we need to allocate to guard this eight-hundred-mile border, and how many soldiers do we need to defend the territory?"

Zhao Menglong's face became increasingly ugly.

"Soldiers are deceitful."

Meng Xiaoyun sighed: "The way to use the army is never just to fight me and I fight you. It is to see who can get the greatest benefit at the lowest cost? Legend has it that in ancient times, during the battle of the Lich Tribulation, the two Lich clans...

Who won the victory? Killing a thousand enemies and damaging yourself eight hundred is not called military use at all, it can only be regarded as barbaric.

It's just a group fight, and the final result can only be for the third party to benefit. Does the old general think that if he defeats the divine army on the Western Front battlefield, he has won? Then the other tribes that used to be eyeing the human race are now

After we have fought with the Gods and lost both sides, do we still have the strength to deal with the hostility of all races?"

"I,,,,,,,"

"As a soldier, strategy is superior to wisdom, and intelligence is inferior to strength."

Meng Xiaoyun shook his head: "The territory is gone, we can still take it back. If the people are gone, then it is really gone. The human race has indeed taken the initiative to attack the gods. What they really want is the attitude of the gods. No matter how early it is, it is

No matter if it is 300 miles or 300 miles, even if it is 300 to 50 miles, the gods will retreat."

Zhao Menglong's face became increasingly pale.

"What the Gods have done in the battlefield of gods and demons over the years, the old general should have seen with his own eyes. When the human army pressed on the border this time, the other three tribes that had been bullied by the Gods also pressed on the border at the same time." Meng Xiaoyun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "

As long as the Gods show such a dangerous signal, does the old general think that other tribes will make any changes? Since we can let a group of tigers and lions fight first, why do we have to face this strong lion alone? "

As he spoke, not only Zhao Menglong's expression changed, but even Yang Wenjun's expression could not help but change.

In front of me, this poor general with a humble appearance and low cultivation actually has an unexpected talent for war?

In Yang Wenjun's heart, there was already a storm: this general of the Qingyu Empire could see far more clearly than she could. There were many things that she had not thought of, but Meng Xiaoyun was able to do so in the shortest time.

I analyzed and sorted them out one by one within the time. This method of using troops to know the troops is no longer something I can compare to.,,,,,,,

Countless veterans in the tent looked at Meng Xiaoyun dumbfounded, but there was a little more hesitation in their eyes...

No wonder even Yang Wenjun admired General Meng so much. In terms of overall overall situation, military tactics, and even the method of making the most of the situation, they were far beyond their grasp.,,,,,

"The Western Front was defeated and they took the initiative to retreat three hundred miles?"

Mo Qingkuang held the battle report in his hand, his eyes full of astonishment. Even at this moment, even with Mo Qingkuang's usual calmness, he almost lost his composure.

If this battle report hadn't come from Zhan Guxing's hand, Mo Qingkuang would have even wondered if someone was deliberately using this fake battle report to confuse the gods.

The Protoss had done this kind of thing before.

Zhan Guxing sat opposite Mo Qingkuang. At this time, he no longer had the majesty of a clan coach. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of helplessness: "When I received this battle report, I also doubted the authenticity of this battle report.

Sex. And this kind of thing has never happened before, and I have never even heard of it. Now the commander of the Western Front, Gu Mochen, has reduced his troops and has personally written a letter to apologize. I want to hear your opinion.

Opinion."

"There are many talented people in the commander's tent, and they are all veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles. Even if the commander wants to ask for advice, there is no way he can ask a junior's head!"

Zhan Guxing shook his head: "For a smooth battlefield, those veterans will be prepared for everything. But I'm afraid they have never thought about this kind of war that has already been won or lost. Let them make a decision now, I can't help but

If I dare to hold on to any hope, I am not sure whether it will even shake their military morale."

"What do you think, coach?"

"I would like to hear Master Mo's thoughts first." Zhan Guxing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Master Mo learned from Emperor Donghua and fought with Emperor Donghua for many years. He must have unique insights into the art of war. At this time, I

Shuai really has no other choice, if Mr. Mo can give some advice, Zhan will be grateful."

"This,,,,,," Mo Qingkuang couldn't help but frown.

"Master Mo, in fact, I have already known about the secret movements of the Ten Shows in Heaven." Zhan Guxing smiled bitterly: "Actually, if Master Mo had no idea, the Left Army would not have made frequent moves, and neither would the Ten Shows in Heaven."
To be continued...