The Red House starts from Liaodong

Chapter 16 Brief Introduction
Tang Qing'an nodded repeatedly.

This is really a surprise, and it can be regarded as a solution to a big problem of his own.

Combining the history of my previous life, I estimated that what happened to Liao people and Liaotu would happen, and what I was worried about was that I was sent to the front line as soon as I arrived in Liaodong.

He doesn't have three heads and six arms, and he has only been in Liaodong for a few days, so of course he won't be arrogant and think that he can defeat the barbarians.

By destiny?

I am not Liu Xiu.

In history, after the Battle of Saerhu, the victorious Hou Jin took advantage of the victory to attack, and easily captured Shen Liao in the second year.

Although it hasn't happened yet, the morale is low along the way, and there is no fighting spirit, and even the high-level leaders in Liaodong are still fighting each other. Of course, the result will not change much.

In the past, there was a discord between Jingfu and Fu, but now the Taishanghuang and the emperor are secretly fighting, and the situation is even more serious.

"This year the barbarians conquered several large Tatar tribes and did not come to harass us. Next year they will most likely attack Shenyang. Otherwise, Jinglue would not be in such a hurry. He urged all the guards to enter the camp, just to guard against next year. war."

"Shenyang is in danger, where are you?" Wu Jinxiao looked at the old man with concern.

Chen Ce sighed, worried.

"Let's wait and see. If the situation is not right, I will send my family to your village for refuge, and I will rely on you to take care of me."

"Don't worry about that." Wu Jinxiao agreed without hesitation.

Even the chief officer of the First Department of Liaodong Capital Division has no confidence, which shows that the situation is indeed not optimistic.

Heart is more than enough.

If I can control Liaodong, and get the support of the imperial court, and then use the strength of Liaodong, and learn the strategy of Xiong Tingbi, a famous official in history, I have the confidence to keep Shen Liao.

It's a pity that time doesn't wait for me. Now I don't even know where Donghai Fort is or what the military households are like, so it's already too late.

After hearing this, Liu Chengmin drank the wine in a sullen mood.

After entering Liaodong, all he heard and saw was signs of decline, he felt no hope at all, and his enthusiasm was useless.

Is the elder brother's decision really correct? He frowns and drinks two more glasses and turns out to be drunk.

Tang Qing'an had no choice but to help him go to the room to lie down, Wu Jinxiao followed in, and only after Tang Qing'an settled down with his brother did he speak earnestly.

"You are full of confidence. I'm afraid that you, the sworn brother, have regretted it in your heart."

What my uncle said was not wrong.

Anyone who changes it will undoubtedly regret it.

The people fled, the morale of the military households was low, and even the generals wanted to run away, but the court didn't put their minds on Liaodong at all.

Just talk about the Liaodong Economic Strategy.

The defeat of more than [-] elites by the barbarians in the past has proved that they cannot cope with the offensive of the barbarians, and in order to fight for power, they even left him in place.

If he hadn't known the same situation himself, and had General Mao Wenlong's resume as a reference, he wouldn't have performed better than his second brother.

But he has confidence in his second brother.

Liu Chengmin's performance was not that he was afraid of the barbarians, but that he was worried that the situation in Liaodong would be nowhere to focus and that he would not find an opportunity to win.

After seeing off his uncle, Tang Qing'an took out the map brought by Xue's family and the black and white chess pieces from the bag.

really.

Liu Chengmin opened his eyes.

"A plate?" Tang Qing'an looked at the Kang.

"Come."

Liu Chengmin got up, the redness on his face had dissipated.

This is the favorite game of the three brothers. The eldest brother likes to point out the country on it, he likes to command thousands of troops, and the third brother likes to manage places.

As soon as I sat down, I saw my eldest brother land a few black stones in the north of Liaoning, and then use white stones to land in various places in the south of Liaoning.

On the map, Kaiyuan and Tieling are covered with sunspots.

The situation is clear at a glance.

"Shenyang will be lost." Liu Chengmin affirmed in an unquestionable tone.

These places are the gates of Shenyang, which have been acquired by the barbarians, and Shenyang is half surrounded.

The barbarians control the terrain, have the initiative, and can attack Shenyang at any time. There is no reason to guard against bandits for a thousand days.

Unless there are reinforcements, Shenyang will be difficult to hold alone.

Tang Qing'an ignored it, and continued to drop Baizi, Qinghe, Fushun, Chaihe, Sanchaer, Zhenjiang...

"It is indeed the best strategy to rely on the dangerous ground as a line of defense, responding head to tail, while the small police block, and the big enemies support each other."

Tang Qing'an placed the flag while Liu Chengmin commented.

When the last flag was settled, a "white dragon" appeared on the map, forming an impregnable army.

"Shenyang will still lose."

Liu Chengmin looked at Tang Qing'an firmly.

"Brother, you call yourself a chess player and regard the world as a game of chess, but you and I have both read "The Biography of Sun Tzu Wu Qi", and there is already a conclusion in it. Virtue is not in danger! It is not the terrain that determines success or failure, but the heart."

Today's Liaodong needs a strong, big man who promises everything, if he is replaced by himself.

Liu Chengmin's eyes were bright and piercing.

The first thing is to behead the head and sacrifice the flag!
Rectifying military discipline, beheading fleeing generals, building utensils, repairing the city, and the Tatars in the city will all be controlled, instead of being allowed to walk in the city.

In case there are barbarian spies among them, waiting for the enemy troops to respond inside and outside the city, the disaster will be unpredictable.

Liu Chengmin firmly accepted the white pieces on the map one by one and replaced them with black pieces.

"Brother, you are in danger."

Tang Qing'an smiled.

Redeploy the white pawns.

It fell on the sea.

"Ugh."

Liu Chengmin felt sorry for his elder brother.

After the eldest brother rearranged the situation and set up a defensive line, Liu Chengmin pushed Hei Zi to Guangning, no longer thinking that the eldest brother could do anything else.

"Brother, in the end, the battlefield will see the truth. Our army is already under pressure, and you are helpless everywhere."

Tang Qing'an was noncommittal, and suddenly moved.

The "dragon head" of a white "traveling dragon" on the map sea dropped seeds all over Zhenjiang, removing the sunspots on it.

"To save or not to save?" Tang Qing'an asked curiously.

Liu Chengmin was furious, "How can you eat the sunspots in Zhenjiang?"

"It's up to you!"

Tang Qing'an continued to speak calmly.

"You have only been in Liaodong for a few days. From what you have seen and heard, you feel that there is no hope for Liaodong. The barbarians will think so, and pride will rise. Therefore, I am more confident."

"How many barbarians are there? How big can his stomach be? How much can he swallow? I'm not afraid to overwhelm him, but I'm afraid his appetite is not big enough."

Taking a picture of Liaodong in the southeast corner of the map, Tang Qing'an drew a line with his index finger.

"He will come here if he dies."

Liu Chengmin stared at the line closely.

In the big brother's plan, Shenyang was abandoned, Liaodong, Dingliao, Haizhou, Gaizhou, Fuzhou, Jinzhou...

"Are you crazy?"

With so many prefectures falling into the enemy's hands, and a population of 200 million in the territory, who can afford such a relationship?Not to mention that the current position of Liaodong Economic Strategy is not guaranteed, and the head of the people will not be guaranteed.

"This is called putting death to the next generation. You think the barbarians will attack Quang Ninh aggressively. I just touched his ass, so that he can't take care of it from the beginning to the end. How many people can he leave to garrison for thousands of miles, and shoot his ass by surprise? Does he dare not look back?"

Liu Chengmin couldn't believe it.

"One million or hundreds of thousands of people are in the hands of the enemy, and they can expand several times in less than three years. Why do you..."

(End of this chapter)