Chapter 438: Calling the wind and rain, internal strife

Author: Taiqing Yaodao

Chapter 438: Calling the wind and rain, internal strife

"Qi Cheng!" Xu Shan's firm voice resounded throughout the entire wooden house.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone present could not help but change slightly, and then they began to whisper.

70%, doesn't that mean that we can definitely win it.

Xu Shan looked at everyone triumphantly.

Zhang Wanyu, who was sitting on it, thought for a moment and her eyes fell on Hu Guang behind Xu Shan.

Hu Guang is in his fifties and is a calm man. When Xu Shan said the figure of 70%, his expression did not change much.

"Captain Hu, in your opinion, if we mobilize all our troops and attack Meiling Pass under cover of night, what are the chances of winning?" Zhang Wanyu said one sentence, and the voices of everyone present suddenly stopped.

Everyone here is still discussing whether to send troops to capture Meiling Pass, but Zhang Wanyu over there has even made a plan.

It was absolutely impossible to attack Meiling Pass during the day. They had just suffered a big loss before, and now if they were to go there during the day, even they themselves would not be able to pass the test in their own minds. The smoke on the mountain road was all over the sky that day, and

The downpour that followed makes me shudder just thinking about it now.

So if you can move, you must do it at night.

Taking advantage of the darkness, gathering all the troops and conducting a sneak attack is the best strategy.

Facing Zhang Wanyu's question, Hu Guang's face became serious.

Xu Shan on one side looked at Hu Guang with hope and expectation, hoping that he could support him.

Hu Guang didn't look at Xu Shan at all, but looked at Zhang Wanyu with a worried face, slightly cupped his hands and said: "General Qi, from my subordinates' point of view, if we attack Meiling Pass overnight, the chance of winning is less than 40%."

Less than 40%, which is 30% less than the 70% Xu Shan said.

Xu Shan was stunned.

At this time, Zhang Wanyu turned her head and looked to the other side: "Saint, what do you think?"

Ye Wanwan did not answer Zhang Wanyu's question directly, but turned to look at Hu Guang: "Mr. Hu, you said less than 40%, so is it 30% or 20%?"

With a "wow" sound, everyone present realized that there were so many things hidden in Hu Guang's words.

Hu Guang's face changed slightly. He glanced at Xu Shan subconsciously, then looked at Zhang Wanyu, cupped his hands and said, "Less than 30%."

20%, maybe even less than 20%.

This sentence made even Xu Shan stunned. Is his plan so bad?

No, it's not that his plan was bad.

It was because all of them were afraid of the King of Nanchang, the King of Nanchang who was rumored to be the one who had the power to control wind and rain.

Xu Shan couldn't help but say this directly, but the moment he was about to say it, he swallowed it back.

He is not the kind of fool, and he knows very well that once he says this, he will probably offend everyone here in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Wanyu's eyes fell on He Qing'er who was behind Ye Wanwan, and she asked softly: "Qing'er, what do you think about this?"

The worry on He Qing'er's face was the clearest among everyone. She was the youngest, and although she tried hard to hide it, she still couldn't hide it.

"Hall Master!" He Qing'er became nervous and called out Zhang Wanyu's old name. She was still unaware of it, but looked at Zhang Wanyu and said seriously: "Qing'er doesn't know how to calculate the odds of winning, but I just want to ask,

If it fails again this time, how will the hall master explain it to his superiors?"

After winning and taking Meiling Pass, everyone was naturally filled with admiration and rejoicing, but they were defeated.

Once defeated, they will suffer numerous casualties, and it will even affect the next plan.

Zhang Wanyu must be responsible for all of this alone.

Not only that, Zhang Wanyu is also Wen Fuzhi's biological sister. Once Zhang Wanyu fails again, it is likely to affect Wen Fuzhi.

Zhang Wanyu nodded calmly, then she looked at Xu Shan and said calmly: "Xu Xiaowei, please write a letter to General Yangwei immediately and ask him to hurry up and come to Meiling Pass. The people of Meiling Pass are in turmoil at this time. If

It is extremely inappropriate to miss a good opportunity."

"I obey the order!" Xu Shan looked solemn, immediately handed over his hands, and then turned around and left.

Zhang Wanyu then said to everyone: "Everyone, please go down. The King of Nanchang is scheming and treacherous. We can think of attacking Meiling Pass tonight, but how could he not think of attacking us tonight? All ministries must immediately add guards and must not slack off."

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"I obey the order!" The faces of everyone present could not help but tremble.

Li Xuan guards Meiling Pass. Although there are many checkpoints, it is more due to his personal ability.

His extraordinary proficiency in various means of defending the city is far beyond what ordinary people can match.

And these people in the Tianyin Sect are just ordinary people, and few of them are truly proficient in the art of war.

Although Zhang Wanyu has studied since she was a child, there is a huge difference between books and actual combat.

This difference cost them thousands of lives.

"Saint Girl, stay here for a moment." Zhang Wanyu suddenly spoke, and Ye Wanwan immediately stopped and turned around in surprise.

"I still have some things to ask the saint." Zhang Wanyu nodded solemnly, and Ye Wanwan could only turn around.

There were only two of them left in the entire tent.

Zhang Wanyu walked down from the high seat, walked to the table and chair on the right, stretched out her hand: "Saint, please take a seat."

Ye Wanwan hesitated slightly, but still sat down obediently.

"General!" Ye Wanwan called him very formally, her words were respectful but also a little distant.

Zhang Wanyu nodded calmly, and then said: "Since the saint returned from Wuzhou, her temperament seems not to be as active as before."

When Ye Wanwan heard what Zhang Wanyu said, she was shocked. Then she nodded with an embarrassed expression and said, "That's true. If the general hadn't reminded me, my subordinates wouldn't have realized this. I'm ashamed."

Ye Wanwan is a saint in the Tianyin Sect and the next successor to the titular leader of the Tianyin Sect.

In fact, in the eyes of many ordinary believers, this is indeed what they think.

Even Ye Wanwan herself had been trying her best in this direction.

Only then did she join the Shendu and his entourage, and then meet the King of Nanchang, a fatal enemy.

The slander in her heart passed by, Ye Wanwan calmed down, looked at Zhang Wanyu, and asked solemnly: "I don't know if the general asked his subordinates to stay, there may be something they need to do."

"Yes." Zhang Wanyu nodded directly and said: "This time General Yang Wei came south with four thousand soldiers, intending to go down to Meiling Pass. At the same time, another two thousand soldiers took naval warships to sail along Wuzhou.

Then, go straight to Sanheguan and Lanxi County, completely dividing Nanchang King and Wuzhou."

As Zhang Wanyu spoke, she reached out and drew a broad map of Wujiang and the entire Wuzhou directly on the table.

"When the time comes, it will be difficult for the Navy to march directly to Wuzhou City, but the first division of the Navy will cooperate with our troops and directly kill the Nanchang King's troops." At this point, Zhang Wanyu looked at Ye Wanwan and said with a serious face:

"We will completely hang the King of Nanchang at the foot of Meiling Pass, so that we can wash away our shame."

With that said, Zhang Wanyu took out a piece of tissue paper from one side and handed it to Ye Wanwan.

After Ye Wanwan took it, she took a careful look at it. There were too many small words written on it.

"The King of Nanchang has sent his troops to Sanhe Pass on the Lanxi River to prepare to meet the enemy." Ye Wanwan suddenly looked stunned and looked at Zhang Wanyu with a horrified face: "This matter is a top secret of our religion, how did the King of Nanchang know about it."

"If there wasn't a traitor from the cult who spread the message, then he must have guessed it himself. After all, there are only a few roads from Muzhou to Wuzhou." Zhang Wanyu took back the note, pinched it in her hand, and in the blink of an eye,

The entire note was completely reduced to ashes.

"Doesn't that mean that Meiling Pass is now empty?" Ye Wanwan guessed Zhang Wanyu's thoughts with just one sentence, and asked immediately after her, "Does the general want his subordinates to sneak attack on Meiling Pass overnight?"

"If there is a large army as a backyard, a sneak attack will be fine, but without the aid of a large army, even if you and I go in, it will not be effective. Instead, it will easily expose you and me to see through this weakness." Zhang Wanyu looked at Ye Wanwan,

He said in a deep voice: "The reason why I say this is because I hope that the saint can personally take off the head of King Nanchang when the city is destroyed in the future."

Zhang Wanyu looked deeply at Ye Wanwan, who frowned.

Suddenly her eyes lit up and she looked at Zhang Wanyu with some uncertainty: "Master, it's for General Huwei."

"Fang Yunxiu died in Wuzhou, He Lao died in Wuzhou, nearly six hundred black soldiers died in Wuzhou, and more than two thousand soldiers were lost in several attacks on Meiling Pass. I need Feng Jin.

There is an explanation, and this explanation can only be the head of the King of Nanchang." Zhang Wanyu's eyes were particularly deep.

Ye Wanwan immediately held up her hands and said: "I will do my best, but I need to choose a team of people, and Qing'er must also be under my command. The moment of attack will be personally chosen by my subordinates, and only the King of Nanchang will be killed.

Nothing else.”

"Okay!" Zhang Wanyu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled: "That's even more appropriate."

"Then my subordinate is on his way to work." Ye Wanwan quickly stood up and then asked to leave.

"Yes!" Zhang Wanyu nodded lightly, and Ye Wanwan turned around and retreated.

After leaving the camp, Ye Wanwan's face immediately darkened.

She was suspected.

How could Ye Wanwan not understand the strangeness of this?

After several consecutive defeats, Zhang Wanyu began to have doubts about the people around her, including not only her, but also He Qing'er.
To be continued...