After everyone walked out of the meeting hall, Jia Hu still sat on the main seat without moving.
"Something feels wrong!"
Jia Hu muttered to himself.
Seeing Jia Hu like this, Jia San stepped forward and greeted,
"Young Master, are you worried about this battle?"
Seeing that there was no one around, Jia Hu said,"
"I'm not worried, I just feel that something is wrong. Look, it's still early. Why would the Tartars set up camp fifty miles away?”
Jia San looked at Jia Hu in confusion, as if he suddenly understood something.
"Could it be that the Tartars are afraid of Young Master and don't dare to attack?" That must be the case."
Jia Hu stood up expressionlessly and said,
"Get someone to bring a pen and paper over. I want to write a letter to the emperor.”
After saying that, Jia Hu looked at Jia San and shook his head.
"Jia San, you're right. Go down and receive ten sticks.”
After saying that, he walked out of the meeting hall, leaving Jia San with a dumbfounded expression.
"Am I wrong? This group of Tartars was more afraid of Young Master!”
Jia San muttered to himself. As for the ten sticks, Jia San was already used to it.
In these three years, Jia San had been punished by Jia Hu many times, so now that his skin was thick, he did not take it to heart at all.
After returning to the mansion, Jia Hu wrote a letter to Emperor Wu Yun. It was sent to the capital city as fast as possible.
After he finished writing, Jia Hu couldn't stay in the mansion any longer and directly headed towards the military camp.
Three days later.
In the meeting hall.
"General, the Tartars have led 50,000 troops to 10 li away.”
"What?"
"Only 50,000. Where are the 100,000 Tata soldiers?”
When Jia Hu heard this, he immediately stood up and questioned the scout.
The scout was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.
"General, this subordinate has just learned that the Tartars have split into two groups. The other group has about 100,000 people and is heading to Shanhai Pass.”
Jia Hu immediately understood what the Tartars were thinking.
These Tartars didn't dare to attack Yanmen Pass directly, so they attacked Shanhai Pass directly, leaving fifty thousand men to trap him and not let him go to support them.
No, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
"Tell the regiment commander, vice regiment commander and the commander of the Tiger Battalion to come see me quickly.”
Jia Hu said to Jia San in a deep voice.
"Yes, sir!"
Jia San cupped his fists and ran out.
Jia Hu sat alone in the main seat, his face full of excitement. He definitely couldn't miss this military merit.
After a while, everyone arrived.
Jia Hu stood up and said,
"The scouts just reported that the Tartars are already five kilometers away. There are fifty thousand Tartar soldiers and the remaining one hundred thousand are attacking Shanhai Pass.”
"The f * ck is finally here. I've been waiting for a long time.”
"General, this subordinate believes that we should defend Yanmen Pass to the death. The Tatars only have fifty thousand troops. As long as we hold on for a few days, we can attack from both sides and annihilate the Tatars when the reinforcements from the imperial court arrive.”
Only then did he speak.
"Old Chen, are you afraid? If you are, go home and feed the child. Don't embarrass yourself here!”
Wen Taihe, the fiery leader of the First Team, spoke up.
Chen Defu, the leader of the Fourth Regiment, had just gotten married last year and now had a one-year-old child. He ran home after training, which made the popular leader of the First Regiment, Wen Taihe, very unhappy.
Therefore, when he heard Chen Defu say that he would guard the Yanmen Pass and not go out to fight, he immediately mocked him.
When Yang Xiu saw this, he said,"
"Alright, Regiment Commander Wen, what Regiment Commander Chen said makes sense. This can indeed reduce the casualties of the soldiers. I just don't know if Shanhaiguan can hold on.”
After saying that, Yang Xiu immediately looked at Jia Hu. Before coming in, Yang Xiu saw that Jia Hu was full of confidence, presumably already having a conclusion in his heart.
"General, how should we fight this time, please tell us.”
Yang Xiu stood up and cupped his fists towards Jia Hu.
Seeing Yang Xiu ask, Jia Hu no longer pretended to be deep in thought and opened his mouth,
"I think Commander Chen's suggestion is very good, but we must guard against Commander Yang's words.”
"Shanhai Pass is our close neighbor, I can't just ignore it.”
"Moreover, three years ago, during the war with the Tartars, Shanhai Pass even helped our Yanmen Pass.”
Jia Hu looked around at the faces of the generals and said in a deep voice.
"I've decided to personally lead my troops out of the city to fight the 50,000 strong army of the Tartars.”
"General, no!"
"General, no!"
Jia Hu had just opened his mouth when he was met with the opposition of the generals.
In the end, it was Yang Xiu who spoke,
"General, you can't. As the general of a city, you can't easily go out to battle. If you are injured, Yanmen Pass can't leave you!”
The leader of the first team, Wen Taihe, said,"
"That's right! General, you can't leave the city. You're already on the battlefield. Wouldn't that make us look useless?”
"Hmph, I'm afraid you've forgotten who I am.”
Jia Hu snorted coldly and continued,
"This general will tell you again, this general is called Jia Hu.”
Everyone was silent. Yes, the general was called Jia Hu, the Devil Jia that everyone in the Tartars feared.
His martial arts skills are also much higher than ours. What can we do to stop the general from going to the battlefield?
"But, General."
Everyone spoke again, but before they could finish, Jia Hu interrupted them.
"No need to say anything more. I've already decided to leave the city tomorrow and fight the Tartars. Go prepare for battle!"”
"Yes, General!"
Seeing that they could not persuade Jia Hu, everyone helplessly replied.
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