Su Wu was silent for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and made a decision: "I lacked some backbone today, but I want to let the commander-in-chief and several officers know that the situation was indeed confusing at the time, and there was chaos behind the pass, and no one came to rescue me, so I thought not to throw away my son's life easily... But in the end, the military opportunity was lost, and I, Su Wu, have nothing to say... Commander-in-chief, officers, I am willing to hand over this marching silver medal and go home to bear the punishment."
The scene was so quiet that it was a little eerie. Be it Tuhesu, Zhehe who had been silent, and several other experienced Meng'ans present, all couldn't help but look at Balisu, whose face could not be seen clearly behind the campfire.
Su Wu was a Meng'an after all. Seeing this, how could he not realize that he had committed a crime? He immediately said sternly, "Did you all have already agreed on the matter before I came here, and waited for my reply before making a decision? Wan Hu! From a kilometer point of view, I am a hereditary Mouke, and have been a marching Meng'an for seven years. From a personal point of view, I have followed you since the destruction of Liao. You injured your foot in the battle of Qiaoshan, and I carried you down... After so many years of friendship, are you going to kill me for something like this?"
Let me add a word here. The Meng'an and Mouke system of the Jin army had multiple functions. It served as a title, a military rank, and a people-friendly official. The Eight Banners that came later were basically based on Aguda's invention... For example, Wanyan Loushi was the commander-in-chief of the military division and a gold-medal-holding Wanhu. He was also a hereditary Meng'an with his own private army, the Meng'an. Also, because the hereditary Meng'an was in Huanglongfu, he and his son also enjoyed the taxation, judicial, and administrative powers of Huanglongfu.
Of course, with Wanyan Xiyin's reforms, the role of the people-friendly official has been eliminated, but the significance of the title remains... Before being crowned king, the hereditary Meng'an in the Jin Dynasty was still the most powerful status, followed by hereditary Mouke... because this represented that they had a hereditary army.
As for the Great Jin, it was a country founded on military power.
But how to say it?
Times have changed.
"Du Tong!"
When Tuhesu heard Suwu say this, he couldn't help but look at the person behind the campfire with a pleading attitude.
However, what responded to Tu Hesu was silence.
Tu Hesu was helpless, he sighed, and looked at his subordinates: "Come over to me and kneel down in front of the commander-in-chief!"
A good man never suffers a loss in front of him, so Su Wu hurried over, knelt down across the campfire at the place where Tuhesu had stretched his legs, and prepared to kowtow again. But Wanyan Tuhesu next to him suddenly made a move to stand up again. Knowing that his own Wanhu had poor legs and feet, Su Wu did not dare to neglect him, and hurriedly helped Tuhesu up before kneeling again.
However, in a flash, just as Su Wu was about to kneel down again, Tu Hesu stood up and suddenly took out the steel hammer from his waist and swung it hard at the back of the head of his long-time subordinate.
With just a wave of his hand, he didn't know whether this marching Meng'an, the hereditary Mouke, had time to hear the sound of the wind behind him, and he rushed directly in front of the campfire.
Then, his personal guards stepped forward to finish the job, and at Tuhesu's signal, they cut off the man's head and handed it to the military judge beside him, asking them to display the head in public.
Then, the lame Wan Hu ignored the headless corpse still bleeding on the ground and sat down cross-legged again.
After a while, the body was dragged away, but the atmosphere around the campfire was still bad.
"In this battle, we actually got the upper hand." Unexpectedly, the first person to express dissatisfaction was Wanyan Zhehe, who had not spoken before and had nothing to do with this person.
"I can't do anything about it either." Commander-in-Chief Ba Lisu, who was holding an iron hook, looked at him helplessly. "There hasn't been a major war for five years, and these people have long been in chaos. Instead of trying to make amends for their mistakes, they just want to abandon their posts and go home. When they arrive at the garrison, they grab a house to live in, find eggs to eat, and go to bed early... They don't even know how important this battle is! How can we get eggs to eat and big houses to live in after we lose?"
"That's the truth." Tuhesu, who had just killed his confidant Meng'an with his own hands, unexpectedly stood on the side of Balishu.
"The Song army is not much better," Wanyan Zhehe continued. "And the way they rush forward to claim credit and look down on us is equally ridiculous."
"Not to mention that he was reckless and arrogant, he was at least ambitious." Balisu continued. "And why is he so bad? This is the marching Meng'an and hereditary Mouke of the Jin Iron Cavalry!"
"You saw it clearly on the plateau that day, but you really didn't think about it?" Wanyan Zhehe finally became impatient. "Anger! That anger! The anger that shakes mountains and cuts off rivers! It has long been unified with the old man!"
"Even if we can't shake the mountains or cut off the rivers, we can't do this!"
"Okay, we are here for a military meeting, what are we arguing about?" Wanyan Tuhesu saw that things were not going well and could not help but raise his voice. "We still have 200,000 troops, including 100,000 cavalry! Plus the new army from Yanshan, in my opinion, this battle is a big battle, and the defending side, if we stabilize and delay, and take the opportunity to bite out, there will always be a 70% chance of winning or losing... But you are a general who leads an army, you should have some overall planning in your mind, right? Do you really want to not give up an inch of land?"
"We really can't fight like this." Balisu regained his composure and used the iron hook in his hand to stir up the bonfire in front of him, causing a burst of sparks to fly. "From the overall situation, the battle line is 3,000 miles long. We have a lot of cavalry, so we must use cavalry tactics... The Fourth Prince has already arrived in Zhending. I wrote a letter asking him to come to Taiyuan..."
"You mean we should defeat the whole army one by one?" Tu Hesu frowned. "Which side should we defeat first? How should we defend the other side?"
"That's up to the Fourth Prince to decide." Balisu shook his head. "But to be honest, this is not a good place for a decisive battle... There are passes, mountains, rivers, and ridges here, and the Song army's food supply route is shorter than ours... If we really fight a decisive battle here, if we lose, it might end up like the Battle of Changping between Qin and Zhao."
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