"Your subordinate follows the order!"
Tang Feihu and Niu Zhuang stepped forward in response, and the others followed suit.
Yang Zhenshan looked at Yang Mingzhi, "Military orders are as firm as mountains. If anyone dares to defy the orders, they will be dealt with by military law directly. The military law of Chongshan Town was personally established by this Marquis, none of you have forgotten that, right?"
Tang Feihu looked at Yang Zhenshan, then at Yang Mingzhi, understanding that this was a father teaching his son.
In fact, he bore no ill feelings towards Yang Mingzhi. While Yang Mingzhi had been quite arrogant over the years, they rarely met in everyday life, and even if Yang Mingzhi was arrogant, he would not usurp their authority excessively.
Besides, with Yang Zhenshan’s reputation, it was somewhat expected for Yang Mingzhi to be a bit arrogant; it was not anything significant.
"Marquis, rest assured, we will strictly enforce military orders!" Tang Feihu said.
Yang Zhenshan nodded, "That’s the same saying again, your task is to pretend to be our main force here, the later you are exposed, the better!"
"Yang Mingzhen, Yang Chengze, after your attack on the Wula Tribe, immediately lead two battalions of soldiers across this small path over Menghe Mountain. Your task is also simple: to stir up the Wuliang Royal Court’s territory thoroughly!"
A cold gleam flashed in Yang Zhenshan’s eyes, "You have no reinforcements, no logistical support, your only task is to annihilate as many tribes as possible!"
"With no logistical support, you shall live off the war. If you don’t want to starve, then rob, take the Northern barbarians’ grain and livestock."
He would not annihilate the Wuliang Royal Court, but he would not go easy on the Wuliang Hu Clan either.
The slaughter knife would still be raised, and it would be sharper and more bloody than before.
Yang Mingzhen and Yang Chengze exchanged a glance, excitement shining in their eyes.
"Your subordinate follows the order!"
Leading troops alone deep into the belly of the Wuliang Hu Clan and wielding the slaughter knife freely!
Such a mission thrilled them immensely.
And the others looked at them with envy.
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Yang Zhenshan continued to instruct: "The front, middle, and rear battalions of the town will be personally led by this Marquis."
His gaze landed on Song Dashan, Yang Minghao, and Yang Chengxu, his lips slightly curled, and then he drew a long arc on the map.
"Our target is Yemi City!"
"Travel around from the north of Menghe Mountain, follow the edge of the Siberian plain westward for two thousand miles, and strike directly at King Wuliang’s Yemi City!"
Surround Wei to rescue Zhao, attack where they must come to the rescue!
This was undoubtedly a very risky move, they could easily be surrounded.
But Yang Zhenshan felt the risk was worth taking.
As long as they could reach the outskirts of Yemi City, then Yang Zhenshan’s Surround Wei to rescue Zhao plan would be deemed successful.
Wu Tuo would have no choice but to reinforce Yemi City unless he was willing to give up the Wuliang Royal Court.
Everyone in the hall was shocked upon hearing Yang Zhenshan’s plan.
Traveling three thousand miles in battle to directly strike the King Wuliang’s city!
This plan was too crazy!
"Marquis, isn’t this too risky?" Xie Yuan couldn’t help but caution.
Yang Zhenshan simply nodded, "It is a bit risky, but this is easier than us stubbornly attacking Menghe Mountain Pass!"
Everyone looked at Menghe Mountain Pass, and no one spoke further.
Well, compared to stubbornly attacking Menghe Mountain Pass, they felt it was better to raid King Wuliang’s city!
Damn it, Menghe Mountain Pass was so daunting; the terrain alone was perilous, and the Wuliang Royal Court had built numerous strongholds and forts there. Breaking through Menghe Mountain Pass would cost countless lives.