Xun Yu had read military books and could be said to be familiar with military tactics.
In terms of overall strategic perspective, his opinions are impeccable, and few can match them.
However, before the two armies faced each other, he had almost no experience in commanding an army, so at this moment, he had to admit it.
In some aspects, he is still not as thoughtful as Yue Fei.
Shuozhou City.
Cao Ren and other soldiers were still trapped here.
Although the reinforcements have arrived, they dare not relax at all.
If the enemy attacks the city under the cover of night and the reinforcements are not aware of it until later, Shuozhou will be in danger.
Therefore, the closer it gets to this time, the more Cao Ren needs to be 100% focused.
Since the beginning of the war, he has been eating and living with the soldiers.
The mind is always in a highly tense state. Even if you fall asleep, you will wake up immediately if you hear the slightest movement.
Late at night.
He had fallen asleep, but when he heard the discussions of several soldiers, he slowly opened his eyes.
What those people were saying was simply that since the reinforcements had arrived, why not fight the enemy?
Instead, they had to set up camp on the spot.
Could it be that he wanted to watch the enemy capture Shuozhou City?
At this time, if there were people who were curious, they would probably say that the generals of the reinforcements wanted to kill Cao Ren.
"A general has his own ideas. What are you guys talking about here? Be careful not to disrupt the morale of the army."
Cao Ren couldn't help but warn.
A trusted officer came up to him, squatted down, and whispered, "General, what are the reinforcements waiting for?"
Cao Ren looked outside the city through the gaps between the battlements and murmured, "Perhaps, I'm waiting for an opportunity."
"What opportunity?"
The soldier asked curiously.
Cao Ren shook his head and said, "I'm not the commander of the reinforcements, how would I know?"
So far, all they knew was that reinforcements had arrived.
But as to who will be the commander of the reinforcements, it is still unknown.
In ancient times, every soldier had his own tactics that he was accustomed to using in battle.
If he knew who the other party was, Cao Ren might be able to infer what the reinforcements were planning to do.
But what he could never have imagined was that the commander of the new army was a man who had never been on the battlefield.
The soldier lay beside Cao Ren, sighing, "General Le's coffin has been built. He can be buried tomorrow. Will he be buried in the city?"
Hearing this topic, the former's tone couldn't help but become a little heavier.
"Where else can he be buried except in the city? Soldiers should be buried in their battle hides, which is only natural. They should be buried where they died."
The soldier nodded and said, "Tomorrow I will order a proper burial, but these burial objects..."
Who has money when going to war?
The soldiers would send all the money they earned back to their families.
Otherwise, if you keep the money in your pocket, you never know when it will be stained with blood on the battlefield.
Cao Ren said, "Let's carve a stele and record General Jiangle's life's achievements. After all, he was also an old man who followed His Royal Highness the King of Wei to drive out the Chu bandits."
The soldiers nodded and said nothing more.
Le Jin rose to prominence during the Qin-Chu War.
He should have had a bright future, but unfortunately he died in battle here. Alas.
However, his greatest fortune was that he died in battle here.
After a pause, Cao Ren added, "Tomorrow, have all the soldiers wear mourning clothes to bid farewell to General Le Jin and his comrades who died in battle here."
After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes.
The soldier just murmured a word softly, "Okay."
The deceased are still seen off by the living.
I just don’t know who will send me off after I die?
Will he be buried in peace?
...
The next day.
The whole city of Shuozhou was in mourning.
All the soldiers looked a little heavy.
But their eyes seemed extremely resilient.
It seemed that at this moment, even if the Jin army attacked again, they would not be afraid at all.
At this time, Cao Ren was looking at every soldier and walking through their line. He noticed that many of them were seriously injured.
Anyone who is still standing here is not afraid of death.
He was somewhat moved, and at this moment he finally understood the meaning of the military strategy that says "the army that mourns will surely win."
When there is no way to retreat and the only way out is to fight to the death, when their closest brothers and friends die in front of them, they have already put the matters of life and death behind them.
The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty never fear war, they only live facing death!
"wind!"
Suddenly, Cao Ren drew his sword, pointed it at the sky, and shouted.
A long-lasting and deafening sound echoed from the entire city wall:
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
"Gale! Gale!"
Because there is a concept of national style in the Book of Songs.
Qinfeng is one of the fifteen national styles.
Therefore, as the songs in the Book of Songs gradually became popular among the people, even the Qin army began to learn them by osmosis.
Whenever it comes to boosting morale, the soldiers always shout those words loudly.
They sincerely hope that Qin Feng can reach every corner of the world.
Gradually.
As the soldiers' shouts rose and fell one after another, it seemed that the wind was really blowing on the top of Shuozhou City.
It was as if the spirits of the deceased heroes were responding to their voices, calling out to the wind in their own way!
Qin Feng!
...
Outside Hangu Pass.
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