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Author: My spear is still here

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On the 41st day of the foggy month, the air of Linyin Fort was filled with solemnity. The peach blossom flags in Heyang had been replaced by plain flags, and a large forest stood at the top of the city.

Today is the day the stargazer in the fortress made predictions based on the celestial phenomena, and it is also the day Duyang Marquis Wang Lie was buried.

The people outside the city and many soldiers lined up solemnly on both sides of the avenue. Wang Jian, dressed in plain clothes, carried the coffin and followed the procession out of the main gate, walked along the avenue, accepted the people's kneeling, and the two people in front were ready to scatter paper money to clear the way.

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Many people were on both sides of the road, and some in the crowd shouted "Revenge!"

It also attracted a burst of echoes of "Revenge!" "Avenge the Marquis!" "Send troops!"

Most of them are "citizens" in the city. They have a higher status and can influence the lord's decision-making. They are the main source of personal soldiers.

Wang Jian looked sad and pretended not to hear those words. Many people threw banknotes on the coffin, and many people burst into tears. Of course, Wang Jian also heard a few people gloating about their misfortune.

, secretly happy, he roughly wrote down those people.

The funeral was held that day, and Wang Jian was fully present. The long funeral lasted until the afternoon, and the coffin was placed in time.

There were people at the scene constantly petitioning him, hoping to take revenge on Maling and Lishi in the north to avenge his father.

Many of them are old generals and veterans of Duyanghou

Wang Jian neither agreed nor vetoed. In the end, he simply pretended to be too grief-stricken and unable to handle affairs at all. He only managed to hold on with the help of Uncle Gong and could not listen to what they said.

The funeral lasted for three days before all the procedures were completed.

It wasn't until all the guests left the castle that Wang Jian, who had been overly grieved, suddenly came back to his senses, fully recovered, and everything went as usual.

The evening wind whistled on the roof of the building, and the statue of the Lord of the Mountain sobbed in the wind. The flying swallows were clearly heading south, and many black crows landed on the roof. The sound of the whimpering wind was still there, but the house on the top of the building had changed its owner.

Wang Jian faced the sand table in the center and ordered: "The sentinels will lead an additional team."

"Sir, are you too few? If Duke Maling wants to send troops northward, the sentries will be the first to bear the brunt." Sun Difang said.

Wu Yi also looked over, "Young Master, the Sentinel Leader is our most outpost. Before, there was only one team (fifty people) stationed because there was no need to guard against Heyin in the south. Now the situation has changed, and the threat to the south is the greatest.

There is definite news from the north that Duke Li Shi is seriously ill, so his son is in charge.

Now we focus on guarding the south. I think we should gather troops as soon as possible. It is not the farming season. We can mobilize more people. At least half of the people in the territory should be strengthened to Sentinel Ridge. One battalion (two thousand) is most suitable.

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"Is one battalion too many? There can't be that many people stationed in Sentinel Ridge, and that's almost half of the people in the territory. Is it appropriate to put them all on the border?" Uncle Gong frowned.

"We are unlikely to be threatened by other threats. If there is a battle at Sentinel Ridge, it will be at least a day and night's journey to support us from Linyinbao, and only the cavalry can arrive, so it will be too late." Sun Difang expressed his worries.

Wu Yi also agreed, "Marquis, what I'm worried about is just as Secretary Sun said, we must prepare for a rainy day. Whoever gets the upper hand in a war will gain a huge advantage."

Uncle Gong didn't speak any more.

"If you are worried about camps and supplies, you can first cut some of the peach groves on the plains to the north of the sentinel leader for the army to station. This will cause the loss of some fine peach trees. But the key now is to be prepared for war, and those things are irrelevant."

Sun Difang planned.

"What if the owner of the local peach forest comes to make trouble?" Wang Jian asked.

"Then give some compensation in coins, and they won't dare to have any doubts after the army is stationed, not to mention that this is also protecting them." Sun Difang immediately gave a solution, "You can tell them clearly that if there is no army at the sentry line, wait

When the enemy comes, let alone some peach trees, they won't even be able to save their lives."

Faced with the gazes of the three people, Wang Jian did not express his position immediately. Instead, he stared at the sand table for a long time and poked the position of the sentry leader with a wooden stick. "It is reasonable to defend the largest enemy with half the force. It's just that Ma Lingna

If Bian sends troops, how many troops can they gather?"

"More than 10,000 people," Wu Yi said.

"Two thousand people guard against ten thousand people, there is no chance of winning." Wang Jian looked at the sand table and compared it with the map hanging in front of him, "The Sentinel Territory is a good place to rest, but it is not a dangerous place. Without the help of dangerous mountains and rivers,

Putting up a battalion of men and horses is useless."

As he said that, he pointed to the rear, "Here, about ten miles behind the sentinel leader, in the Tiejin Town between the two mountains, there is only this valley about a mile wide in the middle. The troops stationed here are enough to stop the army, and it is also convenient to get water. As for

Lead the sentry and leave two teams of troops as outposts to detect the situation. If there is an enemy situation, immediately light the beacon fire and retreat back to the river valley."

Sun Difang and Uncle Gong both looked over in surprise: "Sir, do we want to give up the sentinel leader?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"This" both of them had shock and confusion on their faces.

Wang Jian immediately realized that their thinking was still stuck in the era of feudal lords, where land was sanctified and they attached great importance to feudal territories. In their view, operations that purely used land as a bargaining chip, such as those in the imperial era or even post-modern diplomacy,

This is extremely abnormal and unacceptable.

Wang Jian thought for a while and said: "If you save people and lose land, you will save both people and land. If you save land and lose people, you will lose both people and land. The Sentinel Territory is not suitable as a defensive location, nor is it suitable as a military town. It can only be used as a frontier."

Sentinel Base.

I have my own opinion on this matter, so it’s settled.”

"The sentry leads thirty-two families, with more than a hundred people."

"Let them evacuate with the soldiers. If they don't leave, they can fend for themselves." Wang Jian said. As soon as these cold words came out, Wu Yi and Sun Difang frowned slightly, but Uncle Gong's expression remained as usual.

He made such a decision, firstly, because of his calm thinking about the objective conditions and geography, and secondly, because of his inner indifference towards mortals as a monk.

Seeing that they were silent, Wang Jian frowned slightly and repeated: "This is an order that must be carried out. The residents of the Sentinel Territory will be notified within three days."

Then he looked at Uncle Gong: "Commander Gong is responsible for gathering the troops, and Commander Wu is responsible for commanding the scouts of the Sentinel Leader, monitoring the movements in Heyin at all times.

It is the foggy moon, there is no need for farming or harvesting, there are enough manpower, and the food has just been harvested, it is the time when they are most likely to launch an attack, so they must not be careless.

As for Secretary Sun, you are responsible for recruiting slaves and coordinating the transportation of grain and grass. From Linyinbao, go south on the highway, go south along the pavilion post, and advance along the river valley. The grain and grass must be transported before the army arrives, without any delay."
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