The Human Emperor

This has been the epidemic of Mutassim III, and sometimes it is difficult to fall asleep at night. But now think about it. The Chinese, though fierce, have also succeeded in attracting all the hidden remnants and rebels. As the High Priest said, if you soothe them and wait for the army to arrive, maybe you can beat them all to pieces once and for all!

If they can be cleaned up with this, it is not unacceptable to extort a billion taels of gold even if they are held hostage by these Chinese.

- It's a real arrow and two sculptures.

For a moment, Mutassim III's pupils shrunk and suddenly calmed down. His eyebrows moved slightly, his head lowered, and his eyes revealed a contemplative divine color.

“Hural, how long will it take for the horses everywhere to get there? ”

Harry the Great Eat, Mutassim III suddenly turned his head and looked at His Highness, a Great Eat Governor on his knees, like steel, who had never spoken.

Empire White Body, Hural!

Though not as powerful and famous as Benedictine, it is also a famous name that was cast in a battle. Named because the skin was too pale, like a corpse.

Nevertheless, in the eyes of the entire Great Foods Empire and surrounding nations large and small, Hural's prestige may not be worse than that of Iron Blood Governor Abe * * * *.

His ruthlessness, iron blood, and hobbies, to some extent, are more powerful than Abel * * * *. Most of his opponents fell into his hands and died tragically.

This time, Dreddy Bo died, and Baghdad as a whole, the most famous of the governors called, I'm afraid, was the "Imperial White Body”.

If we are to deal with Horoshan's 200,000 Tang army and the rebel army, Hural is absolutely an unacceptable commander, which is also the reason why Khalifa, Mutassim III, consciously asked him.

“Your Majesty, if you hurry, you can actually rally your army in seven days. But these are ordinary soldiers and horses that cannot pose too great a threat to the city of Khoroshan, which has a high wall. It will take at least fifteen to twenty days to assemble enough men, horses and top generals to completely destroy Khoroshan's enemy! ”

Hural pondered for a moment and finally stood up.

“Night marches, up to ten days, must be carried out by all armies to Khoroshan, and I will not allow these Eastern heathens to spend another day in Khoroshan. ”

Haririfa, Mutassim III, turned his head sharply, unquestionably.

“The end will obey! ”

Hural hesitated for a moment without hesitation.

Although time is running out, it is almost impossible to assemble enough horses from other battlefields of the great food and to reach Khoroshan in sufficient time. For the Imperial White Corpse Hural, the time is pressing and the task is daunting, but as long as the march takes place day and night, it is not impossible, and it is only necessary to kill and injure some people.

Because for Hural, that's not what he cares about.

Boom!

Just like a huge war machine, the tragic defeat of the East, the death of Dreddy Bo, the fall of Khoroshan, and the blackmail of Wang Chong, all of this angered the entire Great Foodie Empire and promptly moved the troops and horses. Instead of weakening, the atmosphere of war has grown stronger.

……

“My Lord, the next pool of cannibals is only a few dozen miles away from us, and the city is empty, so long as we wish, 200,000 horses can cross the Tigris River to occupy the pool without blood. General Baghram has also said that there are more than a dozen city pools going west from there, and that there is no risk of any kind between the city pools and the city pools. If we so wish, we will soon be able to occupy the territory of these great foods. Why would an adult stop at this time and order the army to rest there? ”

Inside the dome lobby of Horoshan, Lou Master Yi, the fourth character of the Ansidu Guard, couldn't help but ask.

Cannibal palaces are beautiful, domed rooftops are filled with fine vine-like patterns, and the smooth ground laid with marble is completely different from Nakahara's. There are even many pearls and onions embedded on the ground, and the level of luxury is astonishing. At this moment, however, everyone in the hall, whether Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Xi Yuanqing, Li Jiye, Black Armor Guard, Su Cold Mountain, Xue Qianjun and others, is not interested in this, and all eyes are focused on Wang Zheng.

More than a dozen canteen pools, as long as everyone wants, are all within reach, but at this time Wang Zheng stopped at the footsteps of the war, making it difficult for everyone to understand.

“Oh, I ask you, why did we go all the way from Tyrose to Samarkand to Hulosan, killing and injuring so many people? Just for the war? ”

Wang Chung smiled slightly.

Hearing this, everyone in the lobby was surprised. No one thought Wang Chong would throw this question. There are basically martial arts generals in the lobby. Aren't they born for war? What is the point of all this, not to win this war?

At this moment, everyone was a little confused.

Wang Chong took everyone's reaction into his eyes and laughed without saying a word. War is an art, it is a means, not an end, and every time a war is waged, one must understand its purpose and significance, which is the strategic level of thinking of war. From the reactions of the people in this room, it is clear that this concept of war transcends this era.

“It is the duty of the Warlord to win the war, but now that we have defeated the Great Cannibal, do we need to continue fighting? More than a hundred thousand dead and wounded, shall we fight to the last man? ”

Wang swept away everyone's eyes.

When they heard Wang Chong, they couldn't speak at all. Although this war between Datang and Datang ended with the victory of Datang, and all the way to Khoroshan, deep into the heart of the Datang Empire, and not far from their emperor Baghdad, directly threatened this vast empire, Datang also paid a huge price for it. For the generals, they should lead the army to victory. If the duty of the soldiers is not this, what can it be?

The purpose of war is not to kill, nor to fight for war. Everything is for profit. A war can only be waged if it is profitable and can contribute to the livelihood of the people, not become a burden.

Historically, war has been plagued by pure homicide, known as the militarization of the poor and even the dragging of the entire country. Hanwu Emperor's Civil War, the first in the world to govern martial arts, is called the Thousand Ancient Emperors, but he suffers from illness in later life, which is why the power of the country is weakened.

“The scope of the war, in all its aspects, is enormous. The Confucian family will attack in general because of the enormous cost of all manpower, material resources, weapons of war, as well as horses and grass. This is why the so-called Wen Wu is so light and the Wen Wu is not in harmony. If a war did not bring benefits to the Empire, no one would ever support it. ”

Wang glanced at the people behind him and said in silence.

The long-standing clashes between the Wenshen warlords spanned history and dynasty, and each outbreak triggered a shock to the court and even the collapse and fall of an empire. Seriously, the root cause of this is not superficial differences in martial arts, nor is it in any way literary and rude. The root cause is that a war cannot bring any benefits to an empire.

Not only Wenshen, but war is, in everyone's eyes, a drain, a drain on horses, livestock, grass and countless lives, all of which are negative. Once a war has broken out, Wujun's expedition, defensive counter-attacks, eventual defeat of the enemy, victory, is simply not enough points.

Overall, the military and war have always given the impression of being negative and always accompanied by death. Or, according to one way or another, once the war begins, it means massive recruitment of horses and grass, causing a civil panic.

But if war brings benefits and is huge and benefits to the people, then everything is very different.

Without a change in the root causes of the problem, the conflict between civilian weapons will never end, and the war will again and again fall into the dead end of the poor.

Inside the hall, in silence, everyone was silent, even Gao Xianzhi revealed a contemplative spirit.

Wang Chong said that, when it was really a problem that even Gao Xianzhi had never thought of. Soldiers have become accustomed to war, and once they have taken the upper hand, the most important thing to do is to continue to expand the results while the iron is being fought. Instead of being like Wang Chong, you can break a dozen pools in a row, but you have to restrain the army and not fight.

Rather, it is at this time that claims for war are filed against the Great Foods and are weighed against a dozen Great Foods Pools.

This form of war, not to mention the centuries-old soil, has never existed even in the entire history of the continent. It has to be said that there are always a lot of novel things to think about on Wang's body.

“But Wang Chong, a billion taels of gold such a huge number, would the big cannibals really agree? ”

Cheng frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask.

This letter was personally led by him, and Lou Master Yi captured the pen. He sent it after reading it, and he knew everything. Billions of taels of gold, even when he saw it in the first place, so much gold piled up, I'm afraid it's really a mountain, you can buy a lot of pools directly, will the big cannibals really agree to such a long sky price?

At first, Cheng Thousand Miles thought it was just some kind of strategic means for Wang Chong, for some bigger strategy, but now it seems that he is completely serious.

“Hahaha, why not? ”

Wang Chung looked at the people in the hall and said confidently:

“A billion taels of gold, albeit considerable, is not unbearable for a great meal, and the imperial family is much richer than we thought, and it is up to them to do so. As you can see, if the food refuses, we can quickly cross the Tigris River and go straight to the other pools. ”