Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

Chapter 533: Make the best use of people and resources

"Why did the Great General kneel down? I'm not going to be dazzled, right?"

"Is that young man the brother of King Wei?"

"It shouldn't be. The general is favored by the King of Wei. He goes to the palace with swords and shoes and praises his name without paying homage. Meeting the King of Wei is like meeting a good friend."

The sergeant of the Northern Expeditionary Army sneered twice and explained to the confused Sergeant Yiyang:

"What do you fools know? The person the general worships is Lord Jin Wu."

Jinwu! ! ? ?
Naturally, no one would worry about whether the news that Ran Min's master was Jin Wu was true or false.

There are many ways to teach martial arts: writing, oral transmission, and acting as a teacher.

The general himself said yes, so no one would touch this bad luck.

"Master Jin Wu is still alive? And he is so young."

"What do you know? How can such a godly figure be rationalized? Jin Wuye is not only alive, but just the day before yesterday, he blocked the 400,000 Hu army from leaving the valley with one man and one horse. Later, he killed three thousand handsome chariots and cavalry generals. He penetrated the Hu army formation and planted the black dragon flag above the Hu commander's tent! Otherwise, why do you think the Hu people who set fire to Qingshi Mountain are so quiet now?"

After a moment of silence.

The soldiers of Yiyang Army all knelt down and shouted at the top of their lungs:
"Let us pay our respects to Lord Jin Wu!"

"Jinwu is mighty!"

"Jinwu is mighty!!"

Zhang Wu winked at Ran Min, and Ran Min wiped away his tears, grabbed the ground-piercing gun again and waved it towards the sky: "Have a rest on the spot, we are making an exception today, we cannot ban alcohol!"

Roar!Roar!Roar!
"Don't tell me, he really looks like a general."

"Thanks to Master's cultivation, otherwise Min Ai would have turned into a handful of loess outside the Yunxiao Pavilion in Yecheng and died at the hands of a thief."

"Stop lamenting here and come with me to the camp to drink."

"Here!"

When Ran Min turned around, he held Wang Meng under his arm and murmured in a low voice: "Good boy, you are lucky to have me as your teacher."
Father, help you, I said, how dare you let the soldiers drink and neglect your duties! "

"You are such a ignorant warrior. In front of the soldiers, let go quickly!"

"I am happy today, you need to drink eight hundred cups with me!"

"." Drinking like that can't make people drunk.
After entering the camp, Ran Min did not sit down until Wang Meng gave up his position on the right.

He walked directly to the wooden steps under the main seat and sat on the floor.

Zhang Wu raised his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

"The disciple is afraid that the master will disappear for no reason like last time, so he naturally has to stay close to him. By the way, I will send a letter to Jingping. He didn't see the master when he came last time, and he scolded the disciple for eleven times. years."

Zhang Wu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "There is no need to send a letter to Jingping. This time I am free and have plenty of time. After the war in the north is over, I will go to Chang'an to see him in person. After all, he is the master of a country. Don't move lightly or rashly. You too There is no need to act like this. If outsiders look at it, it will become a joke for the majestic general to sit on the ground."

"What's wrong with a certain self-reliant master? If anyone dares to laugh, smash his head."

Zhang Wu couldn't resist him, so he let him go.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

No one drank much during the second half of the dinner.

The Hu people have not yet been completely destroyed, and their sense of responsibility engraved in their bones does not allow them to get drunk.

Zhang Wu didn't say anything, and the man next to him lowered his head to eat the food. There had been a few casual conversations before, but in the end the only sound left was the sound of chewing food, and the tent became surprisingly quiet.

He finally figured it out. If he sat here, he would automatically become the commander-in-chief of the three armies. If he doesn't say anything, others will never give orders over him.

"That's all, I really work hard. Jinglue, tell me."

"Order!"

Wang Meng quickly ejected from the seat, walked quickly to the middle of the tent, and spread out the topographic map of the Bluestone Valley.

There was no hint of drunkenness on his face.

"After Murong Chui loses power, no matter how hard it is for Hulu to jump, he can be destroyed with a flip of his hand."

Everyone nodded.

Often the enemy knows the enemy better.

Even though Murong Chui was defeated by Wang Meng in ten battles, his military strategy was quite clever.

The fact that the Hu people abandoned Murong Chui was actually a loss for all the Hu people.

From then on, they had no chance of succeeding.

Ran Min: "Then what are you waiting for? The army will press forward and kill all these bastards!"

"Don't be anxious. If you really want these barbarians to die, you don't even need to spend an extra soldier to guard the entrance of the camp. Wait for the wind to go smoothly and put down the fire. Even if you can't burn them to death, you can still smoke them to death."

This view coincides with what Zhang Wu had thought before.

Top counselors have to consider all aspects.

But precisely because Wang Meng's explanation was obviously not that simple, Zhang Wu wanted to hear what he had to say next.

Ran Min was a straight-tempered person and couldn't bear to hear such half-hearted words. He slapped Wang Meng on the back and said, "What do you say? Don't be hesitant and tell me quickly."

Wang Meng grinned when he was photographed, and he was not surprised. He was obviously used to Ran Min's behavior. He pointed to the south and said, "What outcome do you think Sima Jin hopes for the most?"

"The thieves who killed their masters and usurped the country certainly wanted the barbarians to play as much as possible. As long as the barbarians are still alive, they have the possibility of surviving."

Wang Meng smiled calmly: "Of course they can see that today's barbarians are like grasshoppers after autumn. Without external support, they cannot jump for long. In this case, how should they act?"

"Send money, send food, send troops to support, what exactly do you want to say?"

Zhang Wu laughed loudly: "Don't you understand this? Jing Lue asked you to raise the Hu people like pigs and cut off the grain roads. Then the baggage sent by the Sima family to the Hu people would become money and food in Wei's pockets. What's more, the Yangtze River is dangerous in nature. It's easy to defend but difficult to attack. If they don't move, it will take a lot of effort to defeat them. If they cross the red line now, they will have to fight in the Central Plains, and they will lose their troops and generals."

Wang Meng closed his sleeves and bowed to Zhang Wu: "Jin Wu has outstanding knowledge and is admired by future generations."

"Don't give me too much credit. My family knows my own affairs. There is no fundamental difference between Yong Zeng and I. I just see more than him and think more. Thank you. And you kid, you talk too much in a roundabout way. , I don’t blame the world for explaining that literati are the most frivolous.”

Wang Meng chuckled twice, not feeling ashamed but proud. He just thought it was a compliment from Jin Wu.

Zhang Wu actually admired Wang Meng.

He had never had these thoughts before he broke through the Hu commander's tent.

He was able to drink wine and eat meat in such a short period of time, and he was able to plot against barbarians and Sima.

It has to be said that the value of top think tanks is indeed higher than that of an army of 100,000 people.

The boats and oars were turned into ashes while talking and laughing, but it was not just talk.

If the plan succeeds, the Sima family will definitely lose a layer of skin and even be injured.

(End of this chapter)