Fan Nan rekindled his fighting spirit and prepared to summon the soldiers in Shuozhou City overnight to discuss the counterattack plan.
A group of captains from the Zhechoufu arrived one after another.
Everyone had a reluctant look on their face, and some were even yawning.
In the melee outside Wu Zhou City, nearly 10,000 of Dayin's 21,000 main forces were killed, missing, or injured, and only 5,000 escaped back to Shuozhou City.
Another 5,000 ran directly back to Jinyang.
Therefore, among the 5,000 soldiers in Shuozhou City, there were still seven or eight captains, but each of them only had 500 to 1,000 soldiers under his command.
They were absent-minded and their eyes were blurry.
Fan Nan first said that he had arranged a troop to block the Tartars' retreat in the Zishui River Valley, and chaos had already occurred in the Tartar camp.
Then he talked about the plan to send people tomorrow to contact the retreating troops from Weizhou and Lanzhou, as well as the troops in Wuzhou City, a total of 23,000 people, to launch a counterattack against the Tartars the day after tomorrow.
As long as all the soldiers are united and share the same hatred for the enemy, they will be able to avenge their previous defeat and turn defeat into victory.
When Fan Nan was excited, his saliva flew everywhere, his whole body was shaking, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He thought that his passionate speech could infect these captains, making them all united in their hatred of the enemy and full of fighting spirit.
However, as soon as the words fell, they all started to complain:
"Sir, we have suffered heavy losses and are now going out into the open to fight. We simply cannot win!"
"That's right. I think the best strategy is to hold the city and wait for reinforcements. Going out of the city to counterattack will only result in greater losses."
"The troops in Weizhou and Lanzhou didn't suffer much damage. If they really wanted to launch a counterattack, they should have been the first to move out!"
"That's right. When I came here, there were 1,500 soldiers and horses. Now there are only 500 left. How can they be strong enough to fight?"
Some even doubted the authenticity of the intelligence:
"Sir, is the information true?"
"Yes! The Zishui River Valley and Shuozhou City are a hundred miles apart, and the middle is already controlled by the Tartars. Where did this information come from?"
Fan Tong said anxiously, "My Lord, I was sent to investigate the situation, and the information is absolutely true."
A captain immediately asked, "Guard Fan, can you tell us who the commander is and how many soldiers he has?"
Fan Tong looked at Fan Nan for help. As a guard, he couldn't speak casually.
"Everyone, this person is none other than Zhao Muyun, whom I, the governor, have arranged at the Shuozhou headquarters to search for the Wuhuan people in the western part of the Daqingshan grasslands!"
Fan Nan said excitedly, "Not only did he successfully find the Wuhuan people, he also led his troops to launch a surprise attack on the Tartar royal court."
"In addition, he also captured the families of the Zhelan King and his officials, dealing a huge blow to the Tartars."
"Now is our golden opportunity to turn defeat into victory! If we win this battle, not only can we all wash away the shame, but we can also be promoted to higher positions and have wives and wives!"
What!
The captains then remembered that this had really happened during the meeting at the headquarters outside Shuozhou City.
But running hundreds of miles to look for the Wuhuan people who had disappeared for more than half a year seemed like a very vague thing.
Even if they were found, could all the Karasuma people be mobilized just by a blank check?
Therefore, no one cares at all!
However, now, Zhao Muyun actually found the Wuhuan people.
He also brought the Wuhuan people back, first attacked the Tartar royal court and captured prisoners, and then blocked the Tartar's retreat.
The captains were all stunned and shocked.
How could this guy have such good luck?
It seems that it is just as Fan Nan said, it is indeed a great opportunity for counterattack.
The captains looked at each other, their eyes full of desire for merit.
They seemed ready to take a stand.
"Everyone, don't be fooled! If you listen to Master Fan and really launch a counterattack, you will surely suffer heavy casualties and be defeated again!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside the door.
Everyone turned around, and when Fan Nan saw who was coming, he shouted angrily, "Jiedushi Pei, how did you get into the city?"
However, Pei Lun broke away from his previous respectful attitude and said with a smile:
"Master Fan, if you don't come soon, the little remaining military force in Hedong Road will be squandered by you!"
"Pei Lun, do you know what you just said? Just because you disrupted the morale of the army and disrespected your superiors, I can hold you accountable now." Fan Nan was furious.
"If it was before, I would have respected you a little, but now you are no longer the Minister of War or the Commander-in-Chief of Hedong!"
Pei Lun smiled coldly, "I don't know how you can hold me accountable."
When these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked. Fan Nan's eyes widened: "Pei Lun, what did you say?"
Pei Lun didn't answer him, but took a big step to the side, then turned around and saluted respectfully:
"Eunuch Cao, please!"
"Eunuch Cao, the Supervisor of Ceremonies at the Imperial Household Department?" Fan Nan was horrified. "Why are you here?"
"It's all because of you, Minister Fan. Who would want to make this long trip?"
A voice, neither male nor female, rang out, and an old eunuch strode in from outside the door holding an imperial edict in his hand, and shouted sharply, "The imperial edict has arrived, Fan Nan, receive it!"
Imperial edict!
Fan Nan was stunned at first, then he immediately understood what was going on and glared at Pei Lun: "Pei Lun, could it be you?"
"Sir Fan, it is your poor command that has led to the death of tens of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield! We don't want to see more soldiers die because of you!" Pei Lun met Fan Nan's gaze with an indifferent expression.
"Fan Nan, what do you want to do? You're disregarding the imperial edict. Are you planning a rebellion?"
Eunuch Cao held up the imperial edict and asked in a gloomy voice.
"Fan Nan, don't dare!"
With such a big hat put on him, Fan Nan dared not say anything more and could only kneel down to accept the order.
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