Chapter Eighty-Four: The Gentleman Chooses Himself
Hearing what Xiao Maha said, Wu Mingche did not rush to answer his question, but turned around and slowly handed the silk book on the table to Xiao Maha: "Take a look for yourself, this is the old man's summary of this Luliang battle, and I am going to send it to the capital for Your Majesty to see after thinking about it." ”
Xiao Maha was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took it respectfully, just swept it on the silk book, and his face changed slightly: "The Metropolitan Governor really plans to disarm and return to the field?" ”
Wu Mingche sighed deeply: "The old man has fought for Da Chen Rongma all his life, and now he is really old and can't fight, if he leads the army again, I'm afraid it will delay these good boys." Since the battle is not moving, there is no need to rely on this position to not move, it can just make room for you, many generals have made great contributions in this war, and someone has to vacate the position for you to come forward. ”
Xiao Maha didn't know how to answer Wu Mingche's words for a while, but he had to be sure that what Wu Mingche said was the truth. After this battle, not to mention others, Xiao Maha's merits alone are enough for him to go to the next level, and now Xiao Maha is already the second person in the Southern Chen Army, and in addition to Wu Mingche's position, where can he fit Xiao Maha?
Smiling slightly, Wu Mingche looked at Xiao Maha: "As for you asking how you should go next······ Yuan Yin, the old man can't help you. ”
"This ······" Xiao Maha clenched his fists and looked at Wu Mingche in surprise. Even if Wu Mingche withdrew from the army, these officers and soldiers in the army were all trained by him, and it stands to reason that Wu Mingche should not be stingy in expressing his opinions.
Wu Mingche's hand trembled slightly, as if he was hesitating about something, and after a long time, he sighed deeply, and looked up at the map that had been marked with many symbols by himself: "Yuan Yin, the old man can help you, the only way to help you tell Your Majesty, tell the princes of the court, from Huainan to Huaibei, this road will not work!" ”
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Maha solemnly bowed his hand.
He already understood what Wu Mingche meant, it seemed that Wu Mingche didn't say anything, didn't do anything, but in fact, Wu Mingche used his departure to tell the emperor and the officials in the court that it was impossible to attack from Huainan to Huaibei now, even if they were whimsical, there was no way, unless they could find out the rest of the suitable commanders, otherwise they had to obediently change the direction of attack according to the plan in the army.
"Yuan Yin, the old man knows that this sentence may not be said, but he still has to say it. This time the battle of Luliang ······ It was not the old man's wish, although the old man tried his best, but it was not unexpected that he had no choice but to withdraw the army in the end. Wu Mingche's voice was a little low, and he didn't know whether Wu Mingche was more remorseful or regretful when it came to the last battle of his life.
This attack on Lüliang was actually not Wu Mingche's strong request, but Emperor Chen Chen saw the war between the Northern Qi and the Northern Zhou Dynasty and felt that there was an opportunity, so he urged Wu Mingche to march into the army. At that time, Wu Mingche had just caused dissatisfaction and attack from many officials in the court because Emperor Chen included the area of Northern Xuzhou into his jurisdiction.
Fortunately, the Northern Qi at that time did not have the courage and preparation to fight a big battle with Nan Chen, and was repeatedly defeated in the land of Luliang, so that Wu Mingche did not hit his head and bleed at the beginning.
Therefore, the battle of Lüliang was not so much a lesson to the Nanchen army as a lesson to the Nanchen court. Coupled with Wu Mingche's disarming and return to the field, perhaps these princes in the court can better realize that this land of Huaibei is not so easy to take.
"The Governor has good intentions, and the last general will admire it." Xiao Maha solemnly bowed his hand.
Wu Mingche waved his hand, his eyes couldn't leave the map hanging on the wall, the old man slowly stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed every corner of the map that had been sprinkled with sweat and dust: "Yuan Yin, although the will of the imperial court has not yet come down, but the old man's departure is already a sure thing, and then this army will ······ Yuanyin, I'll leave it to you. ”
The weight of this sentence is very clear: "The Governor, but what the last general said just now, if you don't have the consent of the princes in the court······"
"Oh?" Wu Mingche frowned, and then chuckled, "This old man can't help you, what the old man can do and what he should do has been done, and the rest can't be done, shouldn't be done, and don't want to do it, Yuan Yin, you have come step by step to the present, although it can be said that you are making steady progress, but it is also cut out by yourself with a knife and a gun, if anyone doubts your ability, I am afraid that the old man and General Hou will definitely not agree, not to mention that Emperor Gaozu Wu is in the spirit of the sky, so you just let it go." ”
After a pause, Wu Mingche's eyes were fixed on Xiao Maha, and he didn't move: "Yuan Yin, the old man didn't embarrass you, and you don't want to embarrass the old man." Do it yourself, what should you do, the old man believes that you can think it out yourself. ”
Before the words fell, Wu Mingche turned around and walked slowly towards the back of the screen, as if he remembered something, Wu Mingche stretched out his hand and pointed to the map on the wall before leaving: "The old man disarmed and returned to the field, this map is not needed, and there are also military books on the shelves around here, all of which have been given to you, if you think it is useful, take it, if you don't want it······ I don't want it! ”
Xiao Maha shivered lightly and raised his head suddenly, but where was Wu Mingche's figure in front of him. Looking at the map that condensed Wu Mingche's hard work, Xiao Maha knew that everything Wu Mingche could do had already been done for himself.
Wu Mingche can't do the rest.
Thinking of the deep helplessness in Wu Mingche's words, Xiao Maha turned his head to look out of the door, I don't know when, a bright moon has slowly risen, and the clear light is sprinkled in front of the steps. But what Xiao Maha was thinking about at this time was Jinling, which was hundreds of miles away.
The princes in the court, even Wu Mingche have nothing to do, now that it is his turn to Xiao Maha, can he easily let them change their hundreds of years of obsession?
But Xiao Maha also knew that whether it was for the sake of these tens of thousands of soldiers, for Da Chen to survive for a long time, or even to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Southern Dynasty to return to the Central Plains, now he must change the minds of the princes of the court.
Now that Xiao Maha has stepped into that highest position, it is his duty to do so.
At this moment, Wu Mingche's words echoed in Xiao Maha's mind again.
"Think for yourself, think for yourself." Xiao Maha muttered, strode forward and looked at the map, his eyes blazing, "Governor, I will do my best to accomplish what you haven't done." ”
This road may be full of bumps and bumps, but a certain Xiao Maha has made a decision!