Chapter 1502: Two Solutions

The person who set the fire not only avoided the eyes and ears of all the Qinggong disciples but also quietly damaged several arrays; it was truly remarkable. She even suspected that it was done by an inside traitor, otherwise how could it be done without anyone noticing?

But the fact that the transfer warehouse was burned, leading to a grain shortage for the whole army, was an iron fact, and she had no way to argue, so she could only rub her nose and admit it. The only plan now was to solve the trouble at hand first.

Lu Wushuang also understood that Bai Mojie had no intention of requesting grain from Lingxu City.

Transporting grain from within Beijia to here, even if starting from the nearest Baoshu Nation, would still have to pass through a large swamp in the middle, and then cross the Xiluo Nation and the Jinchi Nation... Don't look at the Xiluo Nation as weak, its area is actually not small, and the transportation route is truly long. Seven or eight out of ten parts of the grain and grass would be lost on the road, and only two parts could truly be transported to the Jinchi front line.

An ancient saying goes: A nation is poor because of the army's long-distance transport, and long-distance transport makes the people poor. Beijia is wealthy and influential, and it wouldn't be impoverished and restless because of a few long-distance grain transports, but transporting grain from within the country would prove Bai Mojie's incompetence! Why not rob grain nearby? This is the best strategy for an expedition, which not only allows oneself to have grain to eat but also leaves the enemy with no grain to use.

Besides, Fushanlie also described the richness of the Maohe Plain, and now it was the autumn harvest season, so how could the Beijia army not be able to rob grain? As for how many objective conditions the front line was restricted by, how could the superiors in Lingxu City consider for Bai Mojie?

Sending you there is to let you deter Panlongcheng and Yuheng City.

Not to let you come back holding a rice bowl to beg for food, and by the way, ask for the portion of the Xiluo army as well.

Taking ten steps back, even if Lingxu City agreed to transport grain from the rear, it would still take a month or two to walk from the Baoxiang Nation to the Jinchi front line. Even if all were used to carry grain with ox demons and elephant demons with large carrying capacity, the speed couldn't be increased by ten days.

Distant water cannot quench near thirst, and the Jinchi front line now has a grain crisis.

So Lu Wushuang didn't argue, only saying: "My problem, I will bear it. Does General Bai have a way to solve the current predicament?"

Seeing that she didn't shirk responsibility, Bai Mojie hummed: "Let Jinchi continue to send grain; also, the Xiluo Nation is not far from here, and their responsibility cannot be shirked either!"

A country is like a sponge; if you squeeze it, you can always squeeze out a little material.

The cruelty of the deep meaning in the words, if the Jinchi people and the Xiluo people were here, they would be terrified.

"I also sent a message to Nanding." Nanding is a small country north of the Jinchi Nation, its area is about the same as Jinchi, and it usually has no sense of existence. However, at such a time, Bai Mojie wouldn't miss it.

Lu Wushuang immediately followed up: "Does Nanding have a response?"

"... Not yet."

Lu Wushuang nodded.

Although Nanding and Bai Mojie had no past, the latter was, after all, a general of Beijia. Since he had opened his mouth, Nanding would mostly sell him three points of face and send some grain and grass over.

But the quantity of this grain and grass was limited, and from coordination, shipment, transportation, customs clearance, all the way to the Jinchi front line, it would take at least ten days, and at most half a month, which was very slow.

Lu Wushuang knew very well the efficiency of these small countries; it wasn't something that could be fast just because one said so.

The army of tens of thousands on the Jinchi front line couldn't just wait for these few mouthfuls of rice to be cooked.

Bai Mojie also had to ask her: "By the way, what is the second solution you mentioned?"

Lu Wushuang immediately said: "Immediately attack Yuheng City."

"Hmm?" Bai Mojie was actually pondering this thought in his heart, and he was even more tempted when he heard it.

He most yearned to go to the northwestern front of Panlongcheng to kill the enemy and win merit, but Lingxu City insisted on sending him to the Jinchi front line, letting him cooperate with the progress of the northwestern front!

His superior also sent someone to pass a message, telling him to focus on guarding the Jinchi front line and not to act rashly.

If he didn't "act rashly," there would be no battle, and there would be no military merit.

Was this intending to leave the credit to people like Lu Wushuang and Fushanlie? Although the general stationed in Yuheng City also had some level, having once driven away Fushanlie, how could he compare to General Hong of Panlongcheng? But if the first battle of this war broke out first on the Jinchi front line, the contest that took place here would also be of great importance in Lingxu City, and then the attention Bai Mojie received would also be more.

"Looking at the terrain of Longchuan, the large army cannot drive straight in, and small scattered groups cannot show the power of my Beijia." No matter what Lu Wushuang thought in her heart, at this moment on the surface, she wouldn't blame Bai Mojie for not being able to brush Longchuan and not being able to rob grain, "It's not a way to consume like this, it's better to seize the opportunity to attack Yuheng City, bring out the tactics that General Bai is best at, and press the border with a large army. In this way, the best result is to take Yuheng City, and then all problems will be solved."

"The worst result is to rush to the opposite bank to seize an auxiliary city to gain a foothold, and then you can send troops to the plain to seize grain continuously." The army Bai Mojie led was Beijia's army! If the best result couldn't be obtained, couldn't the worst be obtained? Lu Wushuang continued, "The Maohe Plain is rich, and Panlongcheng developed and grew after getting it. The grain here is abundant, let alone forty thousand troops, even supplying forty thousand troops would be no problem."

The biggest problem on the Jinchi front line is not being able to seize a foothold on Yuheng City's territory. Bai Mojie thought of this, and a burst of annoyance arose in his heart.

Just as Lu Wushuang said, it's not a way to consume like this. Although this doesn't conform to the strategy formulated by Lingxu early on, a living person can't be suffocated by urine, right?

"You and I will jointly request Lingxu." The flying message back and forth was quite fast.

Lu Wushuang still didn't shirk: "Good."

When walking out of the main tent, the corners of her mouth bloomed with a little smile.

"Executive Assistant." Her personal guard, that is, the female soldier serving by her side, brought a thin outer garment and draped it over her. The night wind by the river was already a bit cold.

Lu Wushuang strolled along the river water, her sleeves fluttering, and she suddenly said: "The wind direction has changed."

"Yes, it has been blowing east wind at night recently."

There were only two dim firelights on the opposite bank of the river. Those were the soldiers of Yuheng City patrolling the river bank.

Lu Wushuang stared at these two lights and cursed: "Eating without doing anything!"

The personal guard didn't know what this meant and didn't dare to answer.

"Relying on the shade of ancestors, really treating oneself as a dish." This sentence was even more vague, and even the personal guard couldn't hear it clearly.

Lu Wushuang strolled by the river for more than an hour, until the lights on the opposite bank disappeared, and then she turned and walked into the camp.

She was actually not in a hurry about the battle on the Jinchi front line. She was just the military supervisor of the Xiluo army, and the only thing she could do at the moment was to drive this group of cannon fodder to the front line to die.

These were not her soldiers, let alone her people, so what was she in a hurry for? Although Bai Mojie's request to the imperial capital had her signature, everyone knew that she was just a companion signer, and the real requester was just Bai Mojie.

A few days later, Lingxu City replied: No!

Not allowed to act without authorization!

The battles on the Panlong Wasteland and the Maohe Plain were a game of chess. What qualifications did Bai Mojie have to move first? Must obey the overall situation.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1503 =====