Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

The army of devils was dispatched, and the news spread instantly.

All of a sudden, people in Northwest Shanxi were panicked, and various forces called their subordinates to discuss countermeasures!

In Luliang City!

After a burst of hurried footsteps, a soldier with a square face and a serious expression walked into the hall.

Immediately, all the officers of the Jinsui Army in the hall surrounded them.

"Mr. Zhao, you have come, the officer is waiting for you in the study now!"

Commander Zhao of the First Division of the Jinsui Army frowned: "As soon as I received the order, I hurried back from Shacheng. What's the matter now?"

"Why did the devil suddenly mobilize the troops of four divisions to launch an attack?"

Master Zhao asked while walking towards Rich Lord Yan's study.

The rest of the people surrounded him, chatting about the current situation.

Although Master Zhao only heard the general idea, he at least knew that the main target of the devils this time was their Jinsui army.

When he came to the door of the study, Sun Nan stopped in his tracks: "Masters, the main reason for calling you here this time is to ask for your opinions."

"The army of devils is attacking. Although the main target this time is the Eighth Route Army, they are all military forces in the World War II zone after all. We all know the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Therefore, the commander is still undecided whether to fight or retreat."

After Sun Nan finished speaking, everyone frowned.

Some of them wanted to help Balu. After all, if Balu was defeated, they would be the devil's next target.

But some people think that since the target of the devils is not them, then it is enough to protect oneself wisely and preserve one's own strength.

Everyone had their own thoughts, nodded at Sun Nan, and then pushed the door open.

Seeing Mr. Zhao and others coming in, rich man Yan got up immediately.

"Although you haven't come back for a long time, you don't need to talk about greetings. You must already know what happened this time. I need your opinions."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one wanted to speak first.

"What's the matter? Are everyone dumb?" Rich Lord Yan frowned, and his eyes fell on Mr. Jia.

"Xuanzhong, you have spent the longest time in Northwest Shanxi, and I want to hear your opinion."

Master Jia frowned: "Sir, in my humble opinion, although the devil's attack is aimed at eight routes, the devil's words may be somewhat credible."

"Four divisions, with an army of more than [-] people, I think they probably want to take over the entire Northwest Shanxi with the momentum of a whale."

"Now we and Balu can be said to be grasshoppers on the same rope. Only by working together can we survive this crisis."

As soon as Teacher Jia finished speaking, another teacher with a mustache immediately retorted: "Old Jia, I disagree with what you said."

"The number of people we have teamed up with Eight Routes is at least 40 to [-]. No matter how big the appetite is, the devils can't eat us all in one go. It's impossible for the devils to understand this truth."

"So I think it should be true that the devil said this time that he only targeted the Eight Routes."

"Nonsense!" Master Yang of the 31st Division immediately said, "Fatty Chen, don't even think about it. If the devils can gather 10,000+ people to attack Tuba Road, then they may gather 10,000+ people to attack us next time."

"Old Jia's words are correct, it's not like we don't understand the principle of dead lips and cold teeth!"

Everyone chattered, and the whole study instantly became a mountain of flowers and fruits.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

Rich Lord Yan, who had a headache from the quarrel, slammed the table a few times: "Stop arguing, there is no conclusion after arguing for a long time."

"Ruimin, you haven't said anything since you came in, now I want to hear your opinion."

Master Zhao looked up at Rich Lord Yan, hesitated and said, "Sir, I suggest not to get involved!"

As soon as Mr. Zhao finished speaking, everyone looked at him in shock, only Rich Lord Yan raised his mouth slightly.

"Ruimin, tell me your reason."

Master Zhao said in a deep voice: "First of all, the development speed of the Eight Routes in the past two years has been too fast, and the number of people has basically been equal to ours, and their reputation in Jindi is getting higher and higher day by day. From a long-term perspective, they need a big defeat. , in order to maintain the balance of forces in Northwest Shanxi!"

"Secondly, the Eight Routes will definitely resist with all their strength in this battle. The outcome is yet to be known, but no matter who wins on both sides, it will be greatly damaged."

"If we don't intervene to preserve our troops during this battle, then after this battle is over, our Jinsui Army will become the largest force in Northwest Shanxi."

"Thirdly, we can save our troops for the time being. If the Eighth Route Army is really unable to fight, we will help them win at that time. In this way, can we still gain fame and fortune?"

After listening to Mr. Zhao's analysis, rich man Yan suddenly burst into laughter.

"It's still Ruimin's vision that sees far, just as I thought."

"Save your strength and wait until the necessary time to make a move. Northwest Shanxi cannot be lost, but the Eighth Route really needs to be suppressed."

"Pass my order. This time, all the Jinsui troops are stationed in their respective territories. Without my order, even a single soldier cannot be mobilized!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded with different ideas.

On the other side, inside the Eighth Route Army garrison.

The deputy commander-in-chief hurried into the headquarters with a report. At this time, the commanders and fighters of this battle were already sitting below.

"I won't gossip. I just received an order from my superior. The superior attaches great importance to our battle. Now you can talk about your thoughts!"

The brigade commander frowned: "Deputy Commander, we have no idea, this battle is inevitable and must be fought."

"Not only to fight, but we also have to win!"

The chief of staff nodded: "I agree with what Old Chen said, but the scale of this battle is really too large. Instead of discussing whether to fight this battle, it is better to discuss the issue of the people and the recovered cities."

"After so many years of hard work, many cities in northwestern Shanxi have been recovered. We have sacrificed too much to recover these cities."

"We can't let the people and the city suffer because of the large-scale arrival of devils this time."

The chief of staff nodded: "That's right, but the people in Tonghe and other cities have already evacuated. If they continue to evacuate, I am afraid that the captured cities will fall into the hands of the devils again."

"Then we won't withdraw!" A staff officer said: "The worst is to fight the devils to the death. I don't believe that the devils can eat so many of our troops in one go."

The chief of staff waved his hand: "It is not advisable to stick to it."

"The battle with devils has never been a short-term contest, and we have to consider future battles."

"Then what to do, the city can't be lost, and the casualties can't be too large. This is a dilemma." The brigade commander said with a frown.

Everyone immediately lowered their heads and fell silent without saying a word.

The deputy commander frowned, and turned to look at Wu Qianli who was beside him: "Wu Qianli, this time the main attack mission has been entrusted to you. It's been so long, so don't hide it from me and tell me what you think!"