Now, everyone understood Balisu's position.
"I am not only afraid that the Western Army will lose two more Wan Hu and never recover from this, but I am also afraid that the King of Wei will be defeated here and won't even have a chance to speak when he returns to Yanjing." Balisu took a few deep breaths and looked at each other solemnly. "Fourth Prince, we have fought together since Nanyang. At that time, I seemed to be dissatisfied with you, but that was because my superior was Nianhan, my colleague was Lou Shi, my brother was Yin Shuke, and the person I was fighting against was Huo Nu. Moreover, you have a brother, the Second Prince, who has only passed away two years ago but is the best in military strategy. How can I look up to you?"
Wushu snorted coldly.
"But in the past few years, I gradually understood that there is no only war in the world. How can we win every battle like the ten years of Taizu? The generals are gradually dying, the soldiers are getting dull, food and money are getting tight, and there are military troubles everywhere. This is the complicated matter that a normal country should have... And at this time, the Great Jin Kingdom not only needs people who can fight, but also people who understand the country's major policies, people who know how to coordinate the various ethnic groups and armies, and people who dare to intimidate those old people in the center... In the past, the only one who could do this, let me say something unpleasant, is Nianhan, who has this talent and courage. You brothers and the Supreme Lord are not enough. Now that Nianhan has been killed by you, you are the only one who looks good!" Balisu said earnestly. "If you want to fight, it's not impossible, but just look at the pits dug and the forts built on the other side these days, you must be prepared for a bad battle, burying two Wanhu and losing the power of the court."
Wuzhu pursed his lips and said nothing, but after a moment, he almost cried, but finally burst into laughter.
Not to mention that he suddenly realized that he was once again fooled by the Zhao Song officials on the opposite side, and he really couldn't blame anyone for this; not to mention the current dilemma, making decisions has always been so difficult; the key is that the King of Wei of the Great Jin Dynasty really didn't expect that the first person to point out that he, Wanyan Wushu, was indispensable to the Great Jin Dynasty, but it turned out to be Wanyan Balisu, the remnant of Nianhan, the leader of the Western Army, who had unpleasantness with him on the battlefield.
But thinking about it the other way around, considering the current situation of the Great Jin Kingdom with its declining talent, although he is already the "one person" after "Nianhan", what about Balisu? Isn't he also a rare and useful national general?
Wuliebu is dead, Loushi is dead, Nianhan is dead, and Huonu has caused such a thing. Yinshu must be very old, and he has lost the trust of his superiors and subordinates. If they don't trust him in the military, who else can they trust?
Is Talan so lazy that he loses all his energy after one battle?
Or are they our own brothers who have never been on the battlefield many times, the so-called Sixth Prince E'luguan and others?
Or maybe Ali, Erlubu, Gao Jingshan, Wulindataiyu and others? Of course, these people are also talented generals, but unfortunately they are not named Wanyan.
After laughing for a long time, until the anger in his chest dissipated, Wushu finally sat back in his seat, looked at the white blade on the table in front of him and continued to speak, but his tone had completely calmed down: "If we don't cross the river for a decisive battle, what else can we say?"
"Of course we will sit back and watch the Xixia people lose Hexi... and then either take the opportunity to force Huo Nu to come back and abandon the affairs on the other side of the Yellow River, or send troops from the north to support the Xixia people in Hengshan." Balisu responded calmly.
"Although we have lost, we cannot let the Song and Liao gain too much... Move troops north, one Wanhu to Suide Army, two to Jinning Army, and one to Linzhou, to help Xixia stabilize the situation in Hengshan. As long as Hengshan and Xingling are not lost, Xixia can hold on... This kind of deployment is also a means to support Huo Nu when necessary." Wuzhu finally gave the order. "Then let Balisudu take unified command here. I will go to Yan'an in person. No matter how the situation develops, Huo Nu must hand over the military power first! He must be told clearly that the army belongs to the country, not for him to use to take revenge... Does anyone disagree?"
Several people looked at each other. This strategy was neither hasty nor slow, and it was very considerate of people's hearts. How could they have any objections?
Not only that, after a pause, Wanhu Wanyan Zhehe also reminded: "King of Wei, General, your arrangement is of course appropriate, but I have something to remind you, the Khitans have been in the north for a hundred years, and the Songs have been in the south for a hundred years, and their prestige is extremely high... If the two families fight the Dangxiang people together, and the Mongols get involved, the various ethnic groups in Xixia will definitely be jealous... Make arrangements quickly here, otherwise if something collapses, it will be too late."
Balisu shook his head repeatedly: "No matter how fast we go, tens of thousands of troops will have to move over obediently."
The surrounding generals hesitated to speak, and Wuzhu's face looked unhappy again.
Ba Lisu pulled out the knife on the table, and before putting it back on his waist, he looked at Wuzhu seriously again: "King of Wei... I just gave advice, but it was also the truth. If you want to maintain the overall situation, the most effective way is to lead the entire army to the other side now... If you really want to do this, although I don't agree with it in my heart, I will definitely enforce the order and go there first!"
Upon hearing this, Wuzhu raised his head and looked at the other side again.
In fact, he didn't even need to look, for he knew the situation there very well, because he had seen more and more clearly than anyone else in these days...From a horizontal perspective, the huge camp of the Song army expanded to an area of nearly thirty miles wide, almost covering all the areas suitable for landing in front of it, and from a vertical perspective, the fences, earth ramparts, trenches, antlers, and pits stacked one layer upon another were enough to scare any warrior on the battlefield.
The Kansai militiamen who came from the Unity Society and the Archery Society could rely on these things and demonstrate considerable combat effectiveness.
In comparison, the confusion between the roles of soldiers and civilians in the previous construction process seemed unimportant now.
At this moment, Wanyan Wushu and the other generals present knew very well that if the entire army forced a crossing at this time, there would be only two outcomes... One was to overwhelm the enemy in a short period of time and cause the Song army to fall into disarray, but because of the river crossing and fortifications, it would be impossible to pursue them effectively; the other was to allow the enemy to use effective killing to build up morale and discipline, and then really bury the two Wanhu on the river bank.
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