About a quarter of an hour later, when Musashi sent away the geishas, more than twenty high-ranking Japanese generals came into his central military tent one after another.
Among them, Xiaoquan and Kameda were also included. Although they had become commanders without troops, their military ranks were still there.
Therefore, this kind of high-level military meeting must also be attended.
However, the two of them first lost their troops and then were beaten like dogs by Musashi, so they didn't have the face to stand in the front.
The two of them hid in a corner.
Kameda said: "General Xiaoquan, have you heard that the Wei army seems to be marching towards us."
Xiao Quan sighed: "Of course I heard about it. The vanguard of the Wei army is probably only more than 20 miles away from us. If it is cavalry, damn, they will be able to reach us in more than half an hour."
"Damn Musashi, holding this kind of high-level meeting at this time, alas... If I were the commander-in-chief of the Japanese expeditionary force, I would order a retreat now."
"We still have more than 300 warships. As long as we can defend a port, at least 100,000 Japanese soldiers will be able to return home."
Kameda said: "General Kouin, has the situation really become what you said? It seems that we are not at such a disadvantage."
Xiaoquan was about to continue to mock Musashi, but at this moment, Musashi spoke: "Generals, this morning, the Wei army has marched towards us. Do you have anything to say?"
More than twenty high-ranking Japanese generals began to whisper to each other, but in the blink of an eye, a Japanese general who was 1.6 meters tall drew his sword in the surprised eyes of everyone: "Give it to me, long live the emperor..."
"Give me the press, long live the emperor..."
With someone taking the lead, the twenty or so people present followed suit and shouted out.
The Japanese just like this. No matter when and where, they always like to talk about the emperor. They like to shout a few words to boost morale whether there is something to do or not. I don’t know whether they really respect him in their hearts or just shout a few words out of habit.
"Long live, long live, long live..."
I don’t know how long I shouted, but Musashi’s head started to hurt.
He was also a smart man. Shouting "Long live the emperor" now was useless. Musashi was the one who mattered now, not the emperor. If the emperor was useful, he should be the one to command the battle.
After a moment, the burly 1.6-meter-tall Japanese general finally put his sword back into its sheath. Then he sat back in his previous position and drank his tea calmly.
Musashi's throat was a little sore from shouting, so he quickly moistened his throat with tea: "My generals, the emperor in Japan must be praying for us day and night, so we must defeat the Wei army in this battle, otherwise, how will he have the face to face the elders and fellow countrymen of Japan one day."
"This morning, the Wei army has been marching towards us. It's a thirty-mile journey. There will definitely be no fighting today, but the real decisive battle will probably be in three or four days. What are your opinions on this war?"
The Japanese generals present remained silent. The army of nearly 200,000 was compressed into the small Ningde. For the Japanese army now, there was no way to think about detours, encirclements, and sneak attacks. They could only withstand the attack of the Wei army head-on and counterattack when the Wei army was exhausted.
Although this is the only way, who would dare to say such a thing? The generals present were sure that as long as someone dared to say such a thing, Musashi would definitely say, "Good idea, I'll listen to you."
Then, if they win, all the credit will be attributed to Musashi's good command; if they lose, he will shirk responsibility.
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After a long silence, Musashi felt a little embarrassed: "Generals, why don't you speak up? This is a high-level military advisory meeting. You should speak freely. Why are you all so silent?"
"Little Dog, what do you think?"
The little dog hiding in the corner never expected that at this time, Musashi still wanted to express his opinion.
The little dog had no choice but to stand up and walk forward a few steps: "Marshal, you are wise. I believe you must have a plan in your mind. The Wei army is nothing to worry about. As long as we keep the emperor in our hearts and as long as we follow the Marshal's command, the Wei army of just hundreds of thousands will be wiped out in an instant."
After Xiaoquan finished speaking, the twenty or so Japanese generals present nodded and smiled, saying, "Yes, yes, what General Xiaoquan said makes a lot of sense."
Musashi had a headache: "Kameda, what do you mean?"
Kameda never expected that at this time, Musashi would still let him reply.
He hurried to the puppy, thought for a long time, and raised his hands high. Seeing this, Musashi was about to speak out to stop him, but it was too late.
"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor..."
There was another round of shouting. At this moment, Musashi wished he could skin Koizumi and Kameda alive.
Musashi originally wanted to ask the generals present for some advice, but he didn't expect that he didn't hear a single useful word.
Musashi was a little angry, but with the war approaching, some things were better left unsaid.
Since the generals are unwilling to express their opinions, he is the only one who can express his own opinion.
After taking a sip of tea, Musashi said softly: "My fellow generals, the decisive battle is imminent. We are in a position now, and there is no way to plan anything. We can only resist the attack of the Wei army head-on, and then launch a counterattack. I believe you have all seen these girls from the Middle Earth. They have beautiful faces and good figures, but most importantly, they are very tall. Generally speaking, they are basically a head taller than the women in Japan."
"Compared to them, our Japanese women seem to have not evolved completely."
"You know what I'm talking about. If we win this battle, our Great Japan will be able to conquer all future battles in the Middle-earth with unstoppable force. But if we lose, everything in the Middle-earth will become a thing of the past for you."
"Therefore, we must unite as one and share the same hatred for the enemy."
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Musashi's military insights have reached a bottleneck, and it is not easy for him to overcome this bottleneck, but his analysis of human hearts has reached a very high level.
He just used a few simple words to express what the many generals present were thinking.
The girls in Middle-earth are very beautiful. If you want to get them, you must win this battle.
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