Watching Agula leave, Hou Fangyu asked: "Hong Butang, don't you think it's strange? How did the Ming army bring the red cannon there? Such a heavy red cannon can only keep up with the cavalry.

That’s all, how can you hide it from the Eight Banners and Mongolia? This is really unbelievable.”

Hong Chengchou was only thinking about the problem and ignored Hou Fangyu.

Hou Fangyu continued, minding his own business: "Also, in the previous battle, the Ming cavalry clearly had the upper hand, so the question is, why did the Ming cavalry think of bringing the red cannon? Could it be that

Did they predict in advance that the Eight Banners Mongolia would bring camel artillery? Then wouldn’t they become immortals?”

"Forget it, Hou Shenjun, what's the use of pondering these questions?"

Hong Chengchou shook his head and said: "It's a done deal, and the result cannot be changed."

"How can we not think about it?" Hou Fangyu frowned and said, "If we can't figure out the reason, our Qing army will still be defeated next time, and the defeat will be as chaotic as ever."

"Next time? Do you still want a next time?" Hong Chengchou's face fell.

"Two disastrous defeats by Chen Tunguan and Daluli are enough. We don't want a third time!"

Hou Fangyu frowned and said: "Hong Butang, this is not what I mean. I want to say..."

"It doesn't matter anymore." Hong Chengchou interrupted Hou Fangyu, "Take the initiative to attack or fight in the field. That's it. There will never be a third time in the future. We must not make the same mistake three times!"

"Even if the regent brings Mongolia from outside the vassal state, the Honbudo will not initiate a field war."
Chapter completed!