November, which is already late autumn, looks so desolate. The hills on both sides of the pass are mixed with yellow and green. The logistics personnel are still busy cleaning the battlefield in front of the pass, and there is already a dark gray vastness in the distance.

His eyes were deeply locked in front, and Wufeng pressed his hands on the battlements of the city wall and wandered thousands of miles for a while. It was not until the sound of slapped boots behind him that he pulled him back from his thoughts. Without thinking, Wufeng also knew that it was his own powerful generals, probably all of whom wanted to find out his tone to determine the direction of the next step. As soldiers, charging into battle and making achievements is their greatest desire. Now it is the best time to move eastward and southward, so it is no wonder that they came to explore the wind in a hurry.

He turned slowly and entered the tomb. The whole team of people preparing to camp were everywhere under the city tower. The afterglow of the setting sun was mixed with a faint mist, which put a thin veil on the entire city. Wufeng sighed for no reason: "The setting sun shines on the big flag, and the horses whistle and whistle. This scene is so magnificent, it is also a sign that we have taken the first step to step into the Central Plains. Will the road ahead be so smooth?"

His eyes froze, and Wufeng's cold gaze slowly swept over the three people standing behind him.

"Sir, we have controlled this Queqiao Pass now. We can attack and defend when we advance. Both sides of the fortress are stretched hilly areas. It is not conducive to the operation of the army. We have already taken the lead. What are the worries about me?" Long Zixing, the commander of the Fifth Division, said that the independent Second Division made great contributions, made his longing for war, who had always been steady.

He also knew that the Independent Second Division led by Shenei had always been resentful of his division being the first to transfer from the security forces to the regular army, and had been competing with him. This time, the Independent Second Division made a great victory and defeated Queqiao Pass, fully proving its strength to the northwest military and political circles. Long Zixing was happy and envious, and felt more pressure. He was glad that once this Queqiao Pass was taken, it indicates that more wars would follow, and his division could also show his strength. That pressure was of course the military achievements of the Independent Second Division. If the Fifth Division could not fight a few beautiful battles, it would probably be a bit unworthy of its reputation.

So when he heard the change in Wufeng's tone, he was afraid that Wufeng would stop there, so the troops stopped and asked a question quickly.

"Wow, do you, why are you so optimistic about the future war?" Wu Feng glanced at the middle-aged man who was anxious with a smile, as if he had seen through his thoughts.

The face became hot, and Long rubbed his chin and covered himself up, "Sir, we are joking. We are here for thousands of miles. We can't sit here without saying a word and watch the changes in the situation in the Central Plains, right? Do you think it's, Lao Mu?" Long quickly brought an Allied Army.

Seeing that Long pulled himself in, Mulige scratched his head and continued, "Yes, sir, the bunny under his hands have long been very restless. He has been looking forward to the war all day long, and he has finally waited until today!"

He snorted from his nose, Wufeng ignored the singing and reconciliation of the two and turned the topic to the Shennei: "Sheennei, are there any specific statistics?"

"Sir Hui, come out. In this battle, the Independent Second Division lost more than 5,800 people, more than 3,600 people were injured, and more than 21,000 people were killed, including more than 1,100 prisoners, more than 10,000 enemies were killed, two thousand war horses were seized, and several other weapons and materials were seized." When Wufeng heard the result of the battle, he was extremely proud of the house. The first battle was an unexpected fierce battle, which caused considerable damage to the Independent Second Division, which would inevitably have a certain impact on the later battle of the Independent Second Division.

"Well, I did a good job, shennei. In this battle, the Independent Second Division performed well. The whole army fought hard and set a good start for us to advance eastward. I deserve the reward. I have already recorded the Northwest Military and Political Administration and Graduate the time to issue the commendation order." Wufeng nodded with satisfaction. The Independent Second Division had experienced such fierce battles and achieved such brilliant results. This is a result worth looking forward to. It will also be of great benefit to the future development of the Independent Second Division. Although the losses are greater, after this battle, the division officers and soldiers will definitely be trained from it, laying a good foundation for the growth of the entire division.

"Thank you sir!" She bowed and bowed, her face was radiant and her voice became much louder. It would be a waste of his bloody battle with his own group of people to be able to get such praise from the coach.

After pondering for a while, Wufeng said, "Inside the house, your division has suffered a lot this time and there is no strength to replenish it at the moment. I think you might as well station this Quail Pass as our backing."

The joy just now was suddenly dispelled by Wufeng's words without a trace. The house was very anxious: "Sir, our division has four regiments of vitality. We are not injured and we are fully qualified to attack the vanguard. You are good, but we must be left here to stay idle, so we must not be suffocated to death."

Wufeng's face turned cold: "Okay, there are four regiments? Nearly 6,000 people were killed and more than 3,000 wounded. I see where you found four regiments for me?! Do you think here is just for you to rest? I tell you, this Partridge Pass is the throat of our entry and exit from the Central Plains. We attack from here, and all the food and logistics supplies must be replenished from here. The surrounding area has now become the world of Taiping Sect. Once the problem is apart, it will endanger our retreat for the main force to advance east. Do you think this task is easy?! It's ridiculous!"

It was hard to hear Wufeng's stern tone. The back of the house was covered in cold sweat, and he lowered his head and did not dare to speak. Even Mulige and Long Zixing rarely saw Wufeng's serious side, so they hurriedly shut their mouths and dared not speak more.

"There are also many wounded and sick people who need to be transferred. I will send them back to Bonan for rest. I have sent someone back to the War Readiness Agency to send the reserve troops as soon as possible. You can replenish the troops and train me well here. This is another task." Wufeng's tone slowed down, but his face was still unhesitant.

After pausing, Wufeng said with a smile: "I tell you, this battle cannot be fought for a few months. Even I don't know what step we will fight now, but one thing can be clear, that is, there will be no fewer battles, and the bigger the battle will be, the more cruel it will be. You must be mentally prepared. As for the Independent Second Division, the same is true. If you can't escape, you are afraid that you won't want to fight again in the future."

The last sentence was already filled with a smile. Only when the three of them breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that they were about to replenish their divisions, and they felt a little relieved. At this time, they felt relieved and quickly answered, "Don't worry, our independent second division will only fight more and more, and the more they fight, the stronger they will fight!"

"Hmph, don't say these big words to me now. If you can't hold on, I will settle the score with you." Wufeng snorted and stopped talking.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and Wufeng also frowned slightly, obviously thinking about something, and his eyes were a little erratic.

After a while, Wufeng spoke, "In your opinion, what should we do next?"

The three of them exchanged glances, and finally Mulige said carefully: "Sir, we occupied Queqiao Pass under the name of the defenders asking for help. Now, both Longdong Prefecture City in the east and Xikang Prefecture in the south have long been controlled by the Taiping Cult. If there is no authorization from the empire, would there be some people who can give it a handle?"

Mulige's words came to Wufeng's heart. Although he had made up his mind to expand his power to the east, he could never find a suitable reason. The Taiping Cult is rebelling, but the central government of the empire was unwilling to authorize him to quell the rebellion. It seemed that he regarded himself as an enemy more dangerous than the Taiping Cult. Is he really so afraid? Thinking of this, Wufeng couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

Seeing that Wufeng just shook his head and didn't say anything, Long Zixing also interrupted: "If the lord is determined not to care about the empire's reaction, I think we can capture Longdong Prefecture City first. Once Longdong Prefecture City is controlled by us, the Taiping Cult Guanxi will indeed lose its connection with Beiyuan and Yanyun counties in the north. It is the old nest of Taiping Cult. Although there is not much movement yet, in my opinion, once the outbreak occurs, it will definitely not be lighter than the Guanxi side."

Long Zixing said this tone with certainty, obviously he was very confident in his opinion.

Wu Feng nodded in agreement. There was no loud noise in the two counties in the north, which also made him very worried. The calmer it was, the more it showed that a big storm was brewing behind it. Although the Taiping Cult forces in Kansai developed vigorously, the real places where the Taiping Cult forces were deeply rooted must be Beiyuan and Yanyun counties, especially Beiyuan. The peasant uprising storm a few years ago, the Taiping Cult had already brought about a considerable storm without participating. If the Taiping Cult really wanted to provoke the storm, the empire would be in real trouble.

The reason why they don’t take action now is definitely waiting for a more suitable opportunity. Thinking of this, Wufeng couldn’t help but shivered. Can the empire withstand this wave? Then what should he do if the empire really fails to recover or even breaks apart?

Wufeng thought further and further, and was also a little confused about his future direction. He was to support the empire as a loyal minister and commander of the Tanghe Empire. This was obviously not in line with his own mind, or to be a local emperor who dominated the country. Is this a little too petty?

Wufeng first considered what his ultimate goal would be? Maybe it was too early to think about it now, but if there was no real purpose, wouldn’t the struggle between himself and his subordinates be like a rudderless ship?
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