After discussing for a long time, they still couldn't find a plan to launch a surprise attack...
At most, they would just raid the military camps of one or two tribes, causing some casualties... Di Fan even proposed a plan to specifically attack one or two tribes to cause internal unrest within the allied forces, but this was also rejected by everyone...
With the current strength of the Mongolian army, which has more than ten times the number of troops, it is completely possible to crush the enemy head-on, transfer internal conflicts to the outside, and trigger a greater desire to fight!
Plans were overturned one after another, and everyone looked at the sand table helplessly, their minds in chaos.
Although the Wulin Army is powerful and can even fight ten or twenty at a time...but if it is put into a military formation, 140,000 versus 1.2 million...it is really more than just a simple comparison between military strength and combat power!
Everyone was thinking about how to counter 1.2 million troops with only 140,000 men... The meeting lasted a whole day, but still no solution was found. With no other choice, they could only take a break and wait until the next day to discuss it.
At night, in the Luoyang Palace, Xiaolongnu took the initiative to find Di Fan.
"Big Brother, is there really no way to deal with that 1.2 million-strong army?"
In the garden, the two sat on the roof looking at the stars and the moon, but there was no trace of romance, only dry questions.
Di Fan shrugged and said helplessly, "What can I do? You saw today that neither the Zhong family nor the Yue family can do anything. I'm not proficient in military affairs, so there's nothing I can do either."
"140,000 versus 1.2 million... This means that the soldiers at the front, on the edge, will have to take on at least a hundred men..."
[The sheer number of people is overwhelming. Unless there's a significant advancement in technology, or universal conscription, raising the number of soldiers to over 500,000... otherwise, the number of casualties in this war will be beyond imagination.]
[After this battle, the Wulin Alliance itself might be crippled, and their wish to directly attack Huanglong Mansion will be thwarted!]
Emperor Xin was full of pessimism. This battle was no longer just a big war.
In a head-on collision, there is either no chance of victory, or the casualties will be too great to bear... What he is more worried about is that if the Wulin Army fails, too many organized martial arts masters will be killed, and the entire Wulin Alliance will fall into collapse.
After all, although most of the gentry in the Central Plains have been eliminated, a few have fled to the mountains or hidden in the city... Once the Wulin Alliance suffers too many casualties and is unable to suppress the Central Plains, I am afraid that countless hidden families will immediately take action in secret, and even start a war in the Central Plains!
There is no doubt about this. In order to maintain their own status and the safety of their family, there must be such people who are secretly making trouble!
Xiao Longnu lay on the roof, quietly gazing at the bright, clear moonlight... She knew deep down that this war was inevitable! Mongolia would not give them more time to develop, nor would it give them more opportunities to integrate the Central Plains.
Even if they do not initiate a war, Mongolia will take action against the Central Plains in the near future!
"Junior sister..." Di Fan hesitated for a moment and said, "How about we defend?"
"Defense...allow the Mongols to march straight in and slaughter the people of the Central Plains?"
Xiao Longnu chuckled. How could she not know that increasing strategic depth, luring the enemy into a trap, and then using elite troops for guerrilla warfare was the best way to deal with Mongolia?
However, as she said, such a response would definitely bring great harm to the border cities, especially the civilians!
Di Fan was silent. The fourteen years of the Anti-Japanese War in his previous life had already fully explained the problem!
If we cannot defend against the enemy on the front battlefield, no matter how powerful the guerrilla warfare is, it can only serve as an auxiliary and cannot cause more damage to the enemy who has formed a battle formation.
War, to put it bluntly, is a battle where the majority wins over the minority! Although the Thirty-Six Stratagems and Sun Tzu's Art of War teach people how to fight, all of their strategies have this purpose.
"But if I can't stop it..."
"Brother, stop talking. We can't retreat in this battle!" Xiao Longnu stood up and gazed outside the city. "In the beginning, the Wulin Alliance was established to speak for the people of the world! Today, even if we fight until the Wulin Alliance collapses, and every one of them dies on the battlefield... that will plant a spark in the hearts of the people of the world!
One day, a spark will ignite into a raging fire, completely healing this land that has remained unchanged for thousands of years!"
Xiaolongnu clenched her fists, held them at her side, and spoke with incredible firmness.
Di Fan seemed to see a scene from his past life, where countless revolutionary martyrs bravely sacrificed their lives for the people...
"Yes, this land will eventually be ignited by the raging fire of revolution, burning away all that is rotten..."
"I really hope to see this scene with my brother in the future..." Xiao Longnu turned her head and smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming... Suddenly, she jumped over and pressed her lips to Di Fan's face without him being prepared...
"If I win this battle, will you marry me when I ascend the throne?"
Looking at that beautiful, blushing face, feeling the tenderness that caught his eye... Di Fan was mesmerized. The memory of him and Xiao Longnu spending time together in the ancient tomb came flooding back to his mind... He nodded solemnly, a smile spreading across his face. "Okay! The day of victory will be the day of our wedding!"
The night was hazy, and the moon seemed to be ashamed by the affectionate gazes from the ground, secretly hiding behind the clouds, only shedding gentle moonlight, as if blessing them...
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On the second day, the Luoyang Palace was opened again!
The generals had just arrived and had not yet started the meeting... Xiaolongnu appeared in the hall wearing golden armor and full military uniform!
"Alliance leader, what are you doing..."
Yue Shuo and Zhong Mingliang were the first to notice something was wrong and asked about it.
"Today's discussion has only one point! It's to discuss the location and time of the decisive battle with Mongolia!"
"Alliance leader!"
Everyone looked at Xiao Longnu in surprise. Hadn't they been discussing how to resist the enemy's attack yesterday? Why did they directly set the goal of a decisive battle today?
"The gap in strength between the enemy and us is too great. We..."
"We'll definitely sacrifice too much, right? It's very likely that we'll all die on the battlefield? The Wulin Alliance's cause will also vanish into thin air, right?"
Xiaolongnu glanced at everyone, and her sharp questions struck everyone's heart!
"But, gentlemen, why did we gather together to form the Wulin Alliance and the Wulin Army?"
"Wealth and honor? Or a title of nobility or prime minister?"
Everyone fell silent, including Zhao Yun, Dong Songchen and others who joined the Wulin Alliance later.
"If I remember correctly, at the beginning, we just wanted to do our part to help the poor people, so that all the poor people no longer have to worry about their lives, can have enough food to eat, wear warm clothes, and every child can go to school. Let's open our minds and promote human rights..."
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