No matter how difficult Li Chen made the decision, the progress of the war did not slow down at all because of his dilemma, but instead became more intense.
Su Pingbei knew very well that his task was arduous, but when he led 10,000 elite soldiers to the front line and saw the magnificent and tragic war in front of him, he realized that he had underestimated the difficulty of this task.
This is not a question of whether it is difficult or not, but it is simply a matter of death.
"General Su."
The commander on the front line at this moment is none other than Guzailo, who has gained great authority and trust with Li Chen's acquiescence.
"The Liao army has gathered more than 60,000 people in this position. These 60,000 people are all the elites of the Liao army. Yelu Shenxuan's guard battalion has also participated in the battle, and our army is currently able to resist.
The number of troops is about the same as that of the Liao army, but here’s the problem.”
Guzailo pulled out the map. Because of the long and intense battle, she didn't care about rest or her appearance. Her lips were dry and cracked. She just pursed her lips, moistened them slightly with saliva, then pointed at the map and pointed at Su.
Pingbei introduced: "This pass was captured by the Liao army half an hour ago. Originally, this pass was an important strategic location for our defense against the Liao army. But now that this strategic location has been lost, our army has no room to move left and right."
and Space, behind them is the Luofengpo Central Army, there must be no loss, the Liao Army obviously understands this, they are outflanking the left and right along the valleys on both sides of the pass..."
Su Pingbei's eyes were solemn, and he followed Guzailo's words and said in a deep voice: "Once the outflank is successful, then we have only two choices, either stay here and fight them to the last possible blow, or retreat to Luofeng
At the Poe Base Camp, no matter which choice you make, you will be passively beaten, and this is what they want to see."
Guzailo nodded and said with a heavy face: "A steady and steady attack, using troops as thick as mountains, yet still being agile and clever. This entire strategy must be the handiwork of Yelu Shenxuan."
"Why was such an important pass lost!?"
Facing Su Pingbei's questioning, Guzailo was speechless.
Anyone with some military knowledge would know that this pass is as important as the 30,000-strong army, but she still lost it.
The deputy general next to Guzailo was a little dissatisfied. He said: "General Su, you don't know the situation on the front line. The Liao army knows the importance of this pass, so they pressed the entire army as soon as they came up, and they did not hesitate to exchange three for three.
We have to hold on to the pass even if we have to use human lives to fill the gap at a ratio of 1 to 1, we are holding on..."
"okay."
Guzailo scolded: "If it is lost, it is lost. Where can there be so many reasons? This is forced sophistry. Why do you need to explain so much?"
After Guzailo scolded him, although the adjutant looked unconvinced and aggrieved, he honestly shut up and said no more.
Su Pingbei watched all this silently, and he suddenly discovered two very interesting details.
This aggrieved adjutant named Guzailo was not from the Guza tribe, but an authentic Qin officer. Su Pingbei had even met him once before. Su Pingbei remembered that he was originally the commander of Gansu and Shaanxi.
A member of the Qianhu family in the company is now so convinced of Guzailo.
Chapter completed!