Zhao Muyun listened quietly to the argument, his fingers unconsciously running across the map on the desk.
He had already made up his mind, but he wanted to hear his subordinates' discussion.
Fierce debates not only stimulate the team's imagination and creativity, but also liven up the team atmosphere.
If everyone was not a general commanding troops or an official in charge of a region, Zhao Muyun might have taken the lead and led everyone to sing "Unity is Strength"!
When the argument died down, he slowly raised his head, his eyes calm and firm.
"Everything you said makes sense."
He first affirmed both sides, then changed the subject, "However, whether it is a perfunctory dispatch of troops or a risky westward advance, both will tie our fate to the struggle in the Central Plains."
"No matter who wins or loses between Prince Jin and Li Jingang, is there really any fundamental difference for us in Hedong?"
He stood up and walked to the huge map of the northern border, and pointed his finger heavily at the vast area north of Shuo, Wei and Yin states, marked with Yunzhou, Fengzhou and Shengzhou.
The commander of Fengzhou was still his wife Huan Naxue, who was canonized by Emperor Yongchang!
Although Timur's tribe has been driven into the Gobi Desert by Tian Qing and Murong Chunhua, the Shulechuan grassland in Fengzhou is still his old nest.
Yunzhou is the base of King Zhelan.
King Zhelan was once the most powerful commander of ten thousand cavalrymen among the Northern Di Tatars. Although many of his men were poached by his subordinate Timur, King Zhelan still had four to five thousand soldiers.
Moreover, in this great battle to the south, they managed to preserve their strength and did not suffer much loss.
As for Shengzhou, half of it is desert and half is Xichuan grassland, which is suitable for Tatar cavalry combat.
Now that the Wuliangha have withdrawn their troops and King Loufan has returned to the south of the desert, the only two "old friends" left here are King Zhelan and Timur!
"Our roots are in Hedong, and our greatest threat has always been the Tartars in the north!"
Zhao Muyun's voice was resounding. "Although Jingbian Army and Zhendi Fort have been recovered, the border is too long and defense is still difficult."
"I plan to take advantage of this heaven-sent opportunity, as the Tartars have just been defeated and their main forces are unable to look south, and the Central Plains are in chaos and no one is hindering them. I will march north in one fell swoop, recapture the three prefectures of Yun, Feng, and Sheng, and wash away the century-long humiliation, achieving an unprecedented feat."
There was silence in the tent, and everyone was shocked by the plan proposed by Zhao Muyun.
Immediately, everyone's blood began to boil.
Recovering the territory lost a hundred years ago is tantamount to expanding the territory. It is such a great achievement that is destined to go down in history.
Everyone focused their attention on Zhao Muyun. The faces of the civil officials were full of anticipation, and the eyes of the military generals were full of enthusiasm for the war.
Zhao Muyun had expected that one proposal would arouse everyone's enthusiasm.
He smiled faintly and drew a huge arc on the map with his finger:
"Everyone, just look! If we can recapture these three states, our border defenses can be pushed all the way to the Daqing Mountains!"
"And within the Daqing Mountains, there are only three river valleys that are convenient for a large army to march."
"We rely on the mountain terrain to build fortifications for defense. At each checkpoint, we only need a thousand soldiers to hold off tens of thousands of Tatar cavalry. This is a hundred times easier than passively defending on the plains!"
"In addition, the three prefectures of Yun, Feng, and Sheng are rich in water and grass, making them excellent natural pastures! Furthermore, the Ulianghai Sea to the west of Fengzhou is vast and boundless, with abundant water resources, making it ideal for farming."
"If I get this land, I can raise war horses on a large scale, grow crops, and build a powerful cavalry corps to sweep across the northern desert."
"This is the foundation for completely resolving the hidden dangers of the Northern Di people and permanently eliminating border troubles in the future!"
He turned and glanced at the crowd. "As for the disputes in the Central Plains, let them fight their own battles. We only need to prepare our forces, expand our territory northward, and consolidate our foundation."
"When they are both defeated, or when we have strengthened our army and horses, we will observe the situation in the world and decide whether to advance or retreat!"
"If I'm forced to run around in circles by someone else's orders, it will only drain my energy!"
To put it bluntly, it means disobeying the order and focusing on developing one's own career and expanding one's territory.
He has a unique strategic vision and makes clear decisions.
However, only Zhao Muyun had the confidence to make such a plan. People like Fan Nan and Pei Lun, who have been influenced by the idea of loyalty to the emperor for a long time, would never have come up with it.
Even the generals in the camp who initially opposed the risk were impressed by the grand blueprint and long-term considerations.
Expand northward and regain lost territory.
It is indeed the option that best suits their interests at present, as it allows them to avoid the vortex of civil war, expand their territory and enhance their own strength.
"But... General, the imperial court's decree..." Pei Lun and others were worried about the consequences of disobeying orders.
Zhao Muyun smiled faintly: "Report to the court and tell them that our army has suffered heavy casualties and urgently needs to rest and replenish. In addition, the defeated Northern Di soldiers are harassing the border, and we really can't withdraw troops."
"As for the Sky-shaking Bombs, they are difficult to produce and our production capacity is limited. We can only provide a small amount as a token of our appreciation."
"Minister Pei, after a major battle and the severe cold in the north, has fallen seriously ill and is bedridden. It is not suitable for him to travel long distances. He will return to the capital to assume his duties after he recovers."
Zhao Muyun dealt with the imperial edict in just a few words.
Could it be that the King of Jin is here to punish me? He must be racing with Li Jingang and exchanging fire at the same time!
"What should we say to the prince?" Han Zhong reminded.
"Yinji is different from his father. He has been influenced a lot by me over the past year. Although he is ambitious, he puts the country and the people first. His character is worthy of the name Ji!" Zhao Muyun smiled slightly.
He had already known Yin Ji's temper very well, and his sister Yin Yao was quickly conquered by Zhao Muyun and became his own.
"We held a meeting here today, but we didn't invite him and his generals to attend. He should have received orders from the King of Jin and knows what this imperial edict means."
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