"Not really." Gao Qingyi paused for a while before responding softly. "Not really. We still have hundreds of thousands of troops. We only lost a few thousand people... Why is it so?"

"Gao Tongshi's words are too light." Shaohe shook his head. "Yesterday's battle was not as simple as losing a few thousand men... If we really talk about the strength of the troops, let's take a closer look. Just take Wang Bolong's case, forty Mouke were lost in the camp, and Hedong was defeated and trampled by the Song cavalry, losing one or two thousand. Adding up, it's only about five or six thousand casualties and a commander of ten thousand households. As for the Song army, they also suffered a lot of losses in luring the enemy. I heard that there was also a troop of horses and horses in the west who came out to fight to the death to cover up, and they also suffered a lot of losses. It's not completely unscathed... But no matter how you look at it, a commander of ten thousand households was directly lost! This is not a matter of calculating the strength of the troops!"

Gao Qingyi remained silent. How could he not understand?

Wang Bolong's defeat yesterday was not a matter of a few thousand men being lost, but a matter of an elite, fully staffed army of Wanhu being wiped out in an instant. The entire organization disappeared.

It's really gone completely.

The main general was dead and his body was left there; the general's flag was broken and trampled; among the more than fifty Mouke, forty were completely surrounded in the Song army camp. No matter they died or surrendered, forty Mouke were lost in total, and then they were chased and trampled by Song cavalry outside the ambush circle, suffering one or two thousand casualties... Do we have to point to the remaining group of supplementary infantry and the remaining few hundred cavalry and say that they are still there?

Even though Pu Suyue became the Wanhu, everyone knew it very well. In fact, he was more like the Wanhu who inherited Gao Jingshan's position in the city. It was a change of military power within the Bohai people and had nothing to do with Wang Bolun in essence.

So, Wang Bolun’s Wanhu was really gone.

So how many such Jin troops are there?

Twenty?

Actually, not that many.

On the surface, there are 20, but in fact, there are no more than 20 Wanhu, such as Wang Bolong, who is a direct descendant, a founding father, a well-equipped, elite soldier, and a continuous inheritance. Starting from Yanling, Yaoshan was the most prosperous, and the Jin army lost three or four Wanhu, not to mention the mess of Huo Nu in northern Shaanxi.

In fact, the importance of this organized military force can also be seen from Yanling and Yaoshan... In the battle of Yanling, only a dozen Meng'an were lost, and they were not lost in an organized manner, which resulted in the collapse of the Jin army's offensive. Wanyan Talan was also turned from a famous general in the past into a useless man who dared not talk about soldiers. Not to mention Yaoshan, after a battle, only 20,000 or 30,000 losses were lost, and everyone in the world knew that the Jurchens could no longer continue to make progress in the overall situation. Whether it was the Central Plains or Guanxi, they could not get involved. It is precisely because of this that this battle directly affected the overall situation of the world and reversed the general trend.

Why did the Wuzhu brothers want to set up a new army in Yanjing?

In addition to checks and balances, the essence of this old foundation is that it is withering, and we have to seek to maintain a military force that can reassure people.

Speaking of peace of mind, Wang Bolun's defeat was not just a matter of losing his organized strength. He actually used his qualifications and the foundation of his own army to raise a question to the entire Jin army - that is, if even his Wanhu could be easily wiped out in such a short time on such a battlefield, does it mean that all the Wanhu have lost the safety of independent action?

This may be a bit of an exaggeration.

But now, not to mention the far-reaching impact, the only problem that the Jin army had to face was, after maintaining morale, what should they do next?

Obviously, the loss of this Wanhu and the subsequent failure of the first general offensive have effectively shaken the confidence of the Jin army's top leaders in annihilating Yue Fei's troops and rescuing Yuancheng.

It even affects their judgment on long-term strategies.

"The spoon is closed."

After sitting in the corridor for a long time, watching the other party drink two bowls of soup and eat half a fish, Gao Qingyi finally spoke. "Please do me a favor."

"What?" Shaohe looked up in surprise.

"I want to meet the King of Wei." Gao Qingyi said seriously.

Shao He immediately frowned and said, "You are the confidant of the Grand Marshal, the so-called remnant of a criminal. How can the King of Wei trust you if you go to see him with your identity? And if you want to say something, you might as well go to see Balisu. In my opinion, he seems to be a responsible marshal."

"Balisu is responsible, but the one who can really make the decision is still the King of Wei, so we still have to see the King of Wei." Gao Qingyi explained calmly. "As for the remnants of the guilty ministers... If he doesn't believe it, I have done my best."

"For whom are you working so hard?" Shaohe asked with a frown.

Gao Qingyi avoided talking.

"Well!" Shao He stood up with a stern face. "I drank two bowls of fish soup from you, so you should be grateful. I'll go and tell you that General Gao has told you to pass on a message. As for whether the King of Wei is willing to see you, that's none of my business."

Gao Qingyi just remained silent.

However, as the sun sank to the west, the fire gradually died down, and the soup pot became cold. Gao Qingyi, who was sitting in the corridor, finally waited for the guards sent by Wei Wang Wanyan Wushu. Then, after being searched, Gao Tongshi was taken to the house where Wushu lived in the town before sunset.

Specifically, it was in the bedroom in the back house.

Wuzhu was lying on the kang with a hot towel on his face, while Shaohe stood on one side. However, as Gao Qingyi bowed respectfully to the person on the kang and then stood with his hands crossed, Shaohe simply turned around and left without saying a word.

For a moment, Wuzhu was the only one in the bedroom, lying on the kang with his head up, Gao Qingyi was standing at the door with his hands crossed, and two or three guards were standing in the corners of the room to keep watch.

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