Chapter 58: Mountain Commander Yunlan

  "Seen the Old Master!" Yun Zheng stepped into the council hall and saw that in the vast great hall, there was only one person sitting upright in the center, Yun Lan. Although he didn't quite understand what was going on, he still hastily and sincerely greeted his father first.

  Yunlan slightly raised her eyelids and glanced at him lightly, saying casually: "Sit down and talk."

  Yun Cong hastily thanked him and sat down at the lower seat, quietly waiting for Old Master to ask questions.

  Yunlan waited until he sat down properly before looking into his eyes and asking: "What do you think yourself?"

  This question was quite bewildering, but Yun Zheng naturally knew that his father meant to ask him how he viewed his own response and actions this time. After a moment's deliberation, Yun Zheng replied with some caution: "I think the initial arrangement was not bad, but the emergency response was somewhat poor."

  "Is it gone?" Yunlan asked back.

  "Huh?" Yun Zhen's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he had made another mistake that he hadn't noticed. He rolled his eyes and put on an innocent look, saying: "Your son is foolish, please enlighten me, Father."

  Yun Lian silently looked at him for a while, his face expressionless. Yun Zhong felt a chill run down his spine under his gaze and was about to retort when he heard Yun Lian let out a soft sigh and say: "Given the situation back then, your decision to rescue Cheng Xuan wasn't wrong. However, after deploying the troops, your subsequent actions were riddled with mistakes."

  Mistakes are everywhere! Yun Luan's one sentence has defined Yun Zheng's action this time.

  Yun Cong's face suddenly became somewhat unnatural.

  "Unsatisfied?" Yun Leng swept a glance at Yun Ting, and coldly said: "First, you and Cheng Tuan are not only arrogant, but also greedy for merit, thinking that you can annihilate the entire vanguard of the Liao army. This is arrogance! Although luck was on your side, running into a deadbeat, yet still unable to achieve your goal, this is incompetence! Second, two people who have studied military books since childhood, actually chose a place completely unsuitable for cavalry warfare to fight an unsuitable battle for cavalry, this is foolishness! Third, as the commander-in-chief of the entire army, leaving the troops to do something that shouldn't be done by you, treating the battlefield like a child's plaything, this is disregard for military discipline! Fourth, after the battle was over, still not knowing where you went wrong, this is... You've read military strategy for over a decade, what have you actually learned?"

  Yun Leng was stunned by Yun Cheng's words, and he really didn't realize that he had so many problems. In his own mind, the most he thought was that being deceived by Qiong Hua Junzhu was his biggest mistake, and the rest of his responses seemed to be fine. But when it came out of his father's mouth, all his actions became useless? For example, take the matter of leaving the troops. At that time, in the army, weren't only Yun Leng and Bei Shan Wu Xue the two people who had the ability to explore the Liao camp? Those guys like Yun Xi and Yun Ji were naturally all tigers on the battlefield, but if they were asked to do this reconnaissance task, it would be obvious that they were not suitable for the job.

  Yun Luan looked at Yun Ting and saw that he was still in a daze, so she said: "Do you know why the successive emperors of our great Wei have been using and fearing us Yun family?"

  "Huh? What's going on, why are we talking about this again?" Yun Cong was taken aback for a moment before responding, "Of course it's because our Cloud family is powerful, the imperial family also has to be careful and considerate."

  "What's the point of dispersing the Liao army vanguard this time and then not attacking the main force of the Liao army again?"

  Yun Cong said, "We have less than 30,000 troops, how can we go and fight the main force of the Liao army? It's not that I'm tired of living." He replied, "The Liao army is powerful, I don't know what good method to use to defeat them."

  "What is the ultimate state of war?" Yunlan asked with an expressionless face.

  "To subdue the enemy without fighting is the acme of skill." Yun Ting's answer was extremely satisfactory.

  "How can one defeat the enemy's army without fighting?"

  "This..." Yun Tong was suddenly speechless. His heart was filled with gloom, that old man Sun who had been defeated without a fight? Come on, isn't it just Old Man Sun spouting nonsense? You didn't even put up a fight, and you expect others to yield? Are you itching for a beating?

  Yun Lian saw that he couldn't say anything, and didn't say much. He walked to the big desk in the main hall, spread out a piece of Xuan paper, picked up his brush, and wrote a few strokes with a heavy wrist. He wrote one word, then put down his brush and handed the paper to Yun Zheng. "Think about it yourself," he said. "Your mother is waiting for you in the back hall. Go now." After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Yun Zheng anymore, sat down on the main seat, leaned back gently, and closed his eyes to meditate.

  Yun Cong took the Xuan paper, bid farewell to his father, and left the council hall. When he opened it, he saw that on the paper was written a majestic "Shi" character in silver hook and iron painting style.

  Trend?

  What's the meaning of this? Yun Zhuang got a headache, if you have something to say just say it directly, why give me such an inexplicable character and make me think about it with great effort, how troublesome! If you have any insights or experiences, just tell me directly, isn't that easier and more convenient...

  Forget it, let's keep this paper for now. When we have time, we'll think about such profound questions again. For now, let's go and pay our respects to our beautiful mother first.

  Yun Cong folded up the rice paper with the word "勢" written on it, put it in his bosom, and didn't look at it again. He lifted his foot and walked towards the back hall.

  Yun Luan had unknowingly opened his eyes, deeply watching Yun Ting's every move. When he was already far away, he finally let out a sigh and whispered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Ting-er, ah Ting-er, when will you understand? A strong fist that no one knows when or where it will strike is the most feared." After whispering to himself, his face, which was always stern and calm in front of others, revealed a deep fatigue.

  There is only a thread, but it's a deep fatigue.

  "Dad... I finally understand your state of mind back then."

  A legendary warrior, renowned throughout the land, suddenly spoke these words from his mouth as if he were an ordinary son. He carefully pulled out a small brocade box from his bosom, solemnly opened it, and took out a silk scroll, skillfully spreading it on the table. With an inexpressible expression, he gazed at a seven-character poem on the scroll and softly recited:

  "With a single hand, he holds the Wu hook, his spirit higher than a hundred feet tower. For ten thousand years, who has written history? Eight thousand miles away, cut off the enemy's general. The swift steed follows the path, what leisurely mood to chase the water bird! Laughing at the moon by the Luogou Bridge, how many people have come from here to Yingzhou?"

  Yunlan gazed at the silk fabric for a long time, then took one last deep look before skillfully rolling it up, putting it away and hiding it. Her expression once again turned resolute, and with one hand stroking the brocade box, she said in a low voice: "Father, you were tired and could leave freely. But I cannot, I... can only move forward, not backward."

  Division line

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