"There are two ways." Wu Lai put down the thin wooden stick. "The first way is to besiege. The soldiers at Canyon Pass are the last main force in the Hulite area. All the cities in the southern border of Hulite are gradually restoring stability, rebuilding order, and implementing new policies. Although the northern border has not been completely taken over, the progress is not slow. Therefore, the Tianjuan garrison at Canyon Pass is isolated. If we can hold this place firmly and completely block the Tianjuan garrison in this area, they will have nowhere to get supplies, and the final result can only be to wait for death."

"Okay, this is a good idea." Pu Tong immediately smiled happily, and all the regiment and battalion commanders also showed joy on their faces.

"But!" Wu Lai shook his finger. "This method is also very difficult to implement. First of all, in terms of military strength, even if we add another division, we can't defend such a large area, because the enemy has a stone wall barrier, and we don't. The enemy can break in from multiple points, and once we divide our troops, it will be like an egg hitting a rock. Secondly, according to reliable information, after Tianjuan suffered a series of setbacks in Assyria and was forced to withdraw, he focused on the defense of the Gorge Pass. There are not only enough grain reserves for 100,000 troops for two years, but also some land for planting..."

"...In summary, if we adopt the method of blocking supply, the most optimistic time to take effect will be one and a half years from now." Wu Lai glanced at everyone, "And during this one and a half years, our defense cannot be relaxed day and night."

Putong raised his hand.

"Go ahead." Wu Lai nodded at him.

"Lord, can we defend and attack at the same time and slowly consume them? This should shorten the time." Pu Tong asked.

"No." Wu Lai waved his hand. "As I said earlier, with our military strength, it's already difficult to hold such a long confrontation line, so how can we spare troops to attack?"

"Lord, let's just attack. Artillery shells can be supplied from the rear. Besides, we have a lot of mortar shells. Use mortars to attack, rush through one stone wall after another, and blow up every stone wall we occupy." Pu Tong suggested.

Wu Lai smiled slightly: "Pu Tong, we don't have a commanding height, how can you judge whether there are enemy soldiers behind the stone wall? Don't underestimate these eleven stone walls. They are not only fortifications, bunkers, and garrison areas, but also a maze. For example, when we attack the first stone wall, their troops can retreat to the back of the second stone wall to avoid our artillery fire. When we stop using artillery fire, they can return to their original defensive positions. Don't forget that the commanding heights in this area are the two cliffs, which are in their hands."

"Raid." Pu Tong slapped his thigh, "Lord, find a way to find out their location, and then raid them at night. We won't fight during the day, but wait until midnight and suddenly approach and open fire, catching them off guard."

"Are you sure you can hide it from their sentries?" asked Wu Lai.

Pu Tong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. He was really not sure about this.

"Even if we deceive their sentries, how can we find out their location? Will our mortars and artillery just bombard stone walls and open spaces?" Wu Lai asked again.

The commanders all looked at each other and frowned. Wu Lai was right. To attack, they had to first identify the enemy's position. Otherwise, it would be a waste of ammunition.

"We still have explosives, Lord." Pu Tong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I knew you would say that." Wu Lai laughed and glanced at the other commanders. "Let me say something off topic first. You guys still haven't developed the habit of discussion. When marching and fighting, you need to pay more attention to brainstorming. In this regard, your division commander does better than you."

"Thank you for the compliment, Lord." Pu Tong thanked with a smile.

"You're welcome." Wu Lai picked up the thin wooden stick again, scratched the map with the tip of the stick, and said, "Now we all know that there are eleven stone walls here, but who knows what is behind the eleven stone walls?"

Pu Tong was stunned and quickly shook his head. A group of commanders also shook their heads.

"Okay, if we use explosives to blow up the stone wall, what should we do after the explosion? Charge, rush straight in and fight. This is what we must do and what the enemy expects us to do. They know exactly how many troops we have now. When we have an absolute advantage in terms of military strength, they will not mind fighting with us for lives." Wu Lai paused and continued.

"Everyone, take a closer look. If we blow up all the way and destroy these eleven stone walls regardless of the cost, will we definitely open up a way forward? I don't think so. Perhaps, we have opened up a passage full of hardships and put ourselves in a passive position from the beginning. As for whether we can pass through it? Or whether we will have the energy to continue moving forward after passing through it? I can't answer you all."

Everyone fell silent. Yes, not to mention how much damage would be caused by blasting through eleven stone walls, the two sides of this passage were cliffs occupied by the enemy, which meant that every step of the charge was like dancing on a knife's edge...

"So, I personally think that if we can't detect and grasp the defense situation behind the stone wall in time, we really can't rashly attack it." Wu Lai shrugged. "Now, everyone can speak freely and bring out your ideas and suggestions for discussion."

Pu Tong sighed quietly, thinking, what is there to discuss? There is basically no solution...

Since there really wasn't much worth discussing, after deploying the camp defenses and sentries, Wu Lai announced the end of the meeting.

After Pu Tong led a group of commanders away, Spotted Wolf slipped back to the tent: "Lord, how about I take a few brothers with me and find a chance to sneak in from somewhere else at night?"

"No, the enemies ahead are so heavily guarded. At least in the short term, there won't be any mistakes in their sentry posts. I won't joke with your lives." Wu Lai said as he walked out of the tent.

The spotted wolf's heart warmed, and he quickly chased out of the tent: "Lord, we will be careful."

"I believe this, but it's really not necessary. I will send people to the rear to drag the Independent 1st and 2nd Divisions over here soon. The situation here is not suitable for a quick attack. We can only send more troops to confront the enemy first." Wu Lai said.

"Lord..." Just as the spotted wolf was about to fight again, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a large piece of gray-white rushing towards him. He quickly stepped back and drew his dagger to block it, but it blocked a light and soft object. When he looked closely, he found that it was a coat that someone had hung out to dry that flew towards him.

Banlang smiled bitterly and shook his head, then hung his coat on the rack beside the tent. When he looked up, he saw Wu Lai looking up at the flagpole. On the flagpole, a large flag embroidered with a single dove with its wings spread was fluttering in the wind...

…

Pu Tong was filled with curiosity. He watched intently, afraid of missing any of Wu Lai's moves...

Shortly after the meeting ended today, Spotted Wolf led two people to find him and asked for a bundle of bamboo strips for making arrow shafts and a large bundle of thin hemp ropes for binding arrow feathers. Then they carried away a bundle of square wood and a wooden winch for a suspension bridge. When he couldn't help but wonder what Spotted Wolf was going to use them for, Spotted Wolf smiled mysteriously, said nothing and left.

This was just to keep him on edge, so after Pu Tong quickly arranged the things on hand, he quickly ran to Wu Lai's tent and has been there ever since. Of course, he had offered to help several times, but Wu Lai refused...

After carefully winding the thin hemp rope that had been thickened, oiled and marked by Banlang and others around the capstan, Wu Lai clapped his hands, stood up and stretched.

"Lord, what are you doing?" Pu Tong looked at the winch wrapped with hemp ropes, then looked at the thing that Banlang and others were "slandering", and couldn't help asking.

"Kite." Wu Lai replied. There is no such word as kite on the street, so Wu Lai was speaking the authentic local dialect.

"'Wind...kite'? What does that mean?" Pu Teng naturally didn't understand.

"Something that can fly in the sky, but it needs these ropes to hold it up." Wu Lai replied with a smile.

"Can it fly in the sky? Oh my God, this... this is too magical." Pu Tong couldn't help but look at it a few more times, thinking that this was too exaggerated. A bundle of bamboo sticks, a bundle of hemp ropes, a bundle of wood, an old winch and a cut-up small tent combined together can make it fly?

"Fly like a bird?" Pu Tong asked.

"It's not that exaggerated. You'll know in a moment." Wu Lai laughed and walked to Banlang and the others and squatted down.

"The speed is not slow." Wu Lai took a look and nodded with satisfaction.

"I dare not use too much force, otherwise it would have been painted long ago." The spotted wolf grinned, moved his hand, dipped the brush into the ink basin, and then began to paint carefully.

Pu Tong followed him and said, "Lord, this thing you made seems quite simple. But how...how can it fly?"

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Wu Lai was amused. Pu Tong was right. The kite he made was indeed the most common "Wang" kite, commonly known as "fart curtain". It had a simple structure and did not require any professional experience to make. In Wu Lai's previous memory, any elementary school student could make one, but it would not be as big as the one he had now.

"Pu Tang, how do you want me to explain it to you?" Wu Lai was really embarrassed. It was easy to explain the principle, but there were no words like windward angle, wind force, flow layer, air pressure, uplift, and lift in Assyrian. If he used "local dialect", Pu Tang would inevitably have a wave of new problems.

"This... Lord, it doesn't matter if you are not convenient to tell me. I will just take a look. By the way, Lord, when do you plan to let it fly?" Pu Tong scratched his head and asked.

"Painting it so black is, of course, to hide it from people." Wu Lai said with a smile.

"So that's how it is." Pu Tong chuckled and gave Wu Lai a thumbs up, "Lord, you are smart."

...As night fell, the wind became stronger. The flags on the flagpoles were flapping and trembling. All the tents were shaking. If they had not been fixed with ropes and wedges, they would have been blown down by the wind.

But that's what Woolley needed.

After dinner, Wu Lai asked Banlang and his men to move the kite out of the tent, and Pu Tong came with more than a hundred cavalrymen.

"Not only do you watch the fun yourself, but you also bring others to watch it?" Wu Lai asked jokingly.

"The Lord's safety comes first." Pu Tong said with a grin, "Lord, you are going to leave the camp, we are only two or three miles away from the enemy. If I wasn't afraid that you would be unhappy, I would like to bring a little more."

"There's no need to be so crowded." Wu Lai shook his head. "I'm going to do an experiment, not to steal a camp."

"Then...how many people should I reduce?" Pu Tong asked.

"It's up to you." Wu Lai smiled and waved to Banlang and the others, "Let's go."

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

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The wind blew, making the bonfire in front of Inr's feet burn even more vigorously, and the dancing flames made her face and armor look golden and red.

Iner was wiping her sword. In today's fierce battle, she used this sword to kill two enemy generals and more than ten of their guards. During the fight, her horse was stabbed to death by the enemy, and she and her two personal guards fell in a pool of blood...

In fact, in today's battle, there were many more people who fell like them. So many that even Yin'er, who was used to seeing life and death, felt distressed, angry, helpless, and sad.

She suddenly understood why Wu Lai pointed his sword at Tianjuan.

When she sheathed her sword, the second commander walked quickly to her side and said, "Reporting to the division commander, the results of the battle have been counted. Do you need to read it out?"

"No need, just leave it here." Yin'er sighed. After today's battle, the Seventh Division had lost more than half of its men. Although it had wiped out an enemy twice as large as its own, she was not happy at all.

"How is the First Division doing?" Yin'er asked after receiving the battle report.

"The casualty rate is about 40%. Commander Oddo was seriously injured, but his life is not in danger." The second regiment commander reported loudly.

"It's good that there are no worries. After today's battle, the First Division and we suffered heavy losses." Yin'er sighed again, "Fortunately, after this battle, there will be no more big battles."

"Yes, commander." The second regiment commander hesitated for a moment and asked, "Commander, should we continue to advance or..."

"Rest for two days, and when the preaching team arrives, go deep into Kimo's territory." Yin'er frowned, and a trace of determination flashed across his eyes...