The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 68 Three million troops!The third one is delivered, please ask for a ticket
Moments later, the front yard.

When Mo Chen came out of the living room slowly, everyone looked serious, bowed and said: "Meet the dean."

Mo Chen nodded slightly, raised his hand and said: "Everyone is polite, I called you here today, but some major events happened in northern Mongolia, so I had to do this."

When everyone heard this, their expressions turned serious.

Guessing is guesswork. When they got Mo Chen's confirmation, they still couldn't help feeling a little surprised, and even a little anxious.

Over the years, although the Mongols have encountered setbacks in the Great Song Dynasty, their pace of expansion has never stopped.

The Mongolian iron cavalry swept across the Western Regions as early as 15 years ago, and continued to travel westward without any intention of stopping.According to rumors, five years ago, they wiped out the western regions of the Western Regions, and headed for the scorching south.

The current strength of the Mongols is definitely not the same as it was back then!

In a large hall in Mo Chen's other courtyard.

The main hall is very wide, with dozens of pillars hugging each other painted in golden red, which looks quite magnificent.A dozen or so people stood in the center of the hall without appearing crowded at all.

In front of them was a huge sand table.

The sand table is huge, more than 30 square meters.It's just that the huge sand table is covered with a thin layer of veil, and everyone can only see the edges of the sand table, but not the specific details.

Mo Chen came to the sand table, and with a strong wind, he swept the huge veil off the sand table.

The veil flew towards the edge of the hall like an auspicious cloud, and the sand table under it was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.When they saw the huge sand table, they couldn't help but look shocked.

Because the sand table was completely different from what they had seen in the past. The site marked with the Song Dynasty flag was only an insignificant part of the edge of the sand table.

And the territory marked with the Mongol flag is more than ten times more than that of the Song Dynasty!
"This is it!" Huang Yaoshi looked around the huge sand table with an unusually solemn expression on his face.

Of all the people present, he was the only one who understood the truth and accuracy of this sand table.Because Peach Blossom Island is far overseas, Huang Yaoshi traveled to the seas around the Song Dynasty when he was young, whether it is Dongying in the east, Koryo in the north, Tianya Haijiao in the south, etc., he has all traveled there.

But based on Huang Yaoshi's understanding of the surrounding waters of the Great Song Dynasty, there is nothing wrong with these places, and even some deserted islands are marked very clearly.Only from this information, Huang Yaoshi can judge the overall credibility of the sand table.

Mo Chen glanced at everyone's surprised expressions, and said flatly: "This is the sand table that Pindao spent 20 years making based on the information collected by Song's ocean-going fleet and the expedition teams sent to all parts of the world. The places on this sand table are all the worlds we have explored."

When everyone heard the words, they looked at the territory of Mongolia, which was more than ten times larger than that of the Song Dynasty, and all of them looked extremely dignified, with a bit of disbelief in their eyes.

Bei Meng is so powerful!
Mo Chen looked around, with a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Now you all understand how serious the situation we are facing is."

Everyone nodded in a daze, not knowing what to say.If Northern Mongolia is really so powerful, how terrible will the war they have been preparing for so many years be?
Mo Chen pointed at the sand table and said in a deep voice: "According to the information I got, the Mongols have prepared about 200 million soldiers and millions of auxiliary soldiers for this war. They are divided into four groups, aiming to destroy them all in one fell swoop." Get rid of Da Song's confidant."

200 million soldiers, millions of auxiliary soldiers!
When everyone heard the words, their eyes turned into bull's eyes, and they couldn't help but gasped, with disbelief written all over their faces.

The unilateral war of more than 300 million troops has created an unprecedented war.But are the Mongols crazy? How much food would it take to gather 300 million troops?

With their logistics, how could it be possible to support a war of 300 million people!
"Impossible. Given the territory of the Mongols, even if they can gather 300 million troops, such a long logistics line is enough for them to collapse on their own." Huang Yaoshi shook his head slightly, and retorted in a deep voice.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Although most of them are not capable of marching soldiers to fight, they also understand that the strength of 300 million troops is too outrageous.Even if all the troops of Song Dynasty were gathered, it would be no more than a million at most.

However, the consumption of millions of troops has already put a strain on Da Song's finances. If there is a slight difference in the war, it will eventually lead to a complete collapse of logistics.And the logistics required to consume an army of 300 million is simply an unimaginable astronomical figure.

Seeing the disbelief in the astonishment of the crowd, Mo Chen said flatly, "Although the 300 million army is large, if it is allocated to the territory around the Great Song Dynasty, it is completely affordable.

This time the Mongols were divided into four groups, one of which started from Goguryeo, with 20 elite Mongolian navy.Their goal is the coast of Shandong and the coastal areas of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

The second army, led by Mongol Khan Mengge, has millions of troops on the north bank of the Yellow River, trying to break through all the defense systems along the Yellow River in the Song Dynasty.

The third army, Chen Bing 30 in Tubo, intends to wipe out Dali and attack the Song Dynasty.

As for the fourth road, it is also the most important road for the Mongols.Among them, there are 20 in the navy and 130 million in other various armies.They Chen Bing the southern peninsula area where the Song Dynasty and Dali border, intending to unite the Tubo forces to sweep Dali, and at the same time invade the southern border of the Song Dynasty from Qiongzhou, Guangzhou and other places by means of sea and land. "

After hearing Mo Chen's introduction, everyone looked at the flags on the sand table that only represented the military strength of Northern Mongolia, and felt an endless chill emanating from their bones.

Terrible, terrible.

Mongolia is trying to completely destroy the Song Dynasty!
Guo Jing's face was pale, his forehead was covered with big cold sweat, he supported the edge of the sand table with both hands, and tremblingly said: "Bei Meng, how could it be so powerful? If the four armies attacked at the same time, how could we be able to defend ourselves. Even if the real person recovers from his injuries , can only deal with the army along the way!"

When everyone heard the words, they fell into a deathly silence.

This point, they can all see clearly.But it was precisely because everyone could see clearly that they felt even more desperate in their hearts.Even if Mo Chen could deal with one of them, what about the other three armies?
With such a terrifying army gathered in Northern Mongolia, they simply didn't want to leave a way for Song to survive!
Mo Chen glanced at the ugly expressions of everyone, and said flatly: "You don't need to panic. Although Beimeng is coming fiercely, the poor Taoist has already made plans. Our goal in this unprecedented decisive battle is not only to completely eliminate Beimeng. Mongolian."

Not just destroying Northern Mongolia?

When everyone heard the words, their faces were filled with astonishment, and they didn't understand what Mo Chen meant.

Mo Chen turned his back to the crowd, pointed at the huge sand table with his big hand, waved his sleeves and hit a strong wind, blowing all the flags of Beimeng flying, and said in a deep voice: "After this decisive battle, we will make this place where the sun rises and the sun sets They are all Chinese!"

Where the sun rises and the sun sets, all belong to Han soil!
Everyone stared blankly at the huge sand table and the Mongol territory on it, which was more than ten times larger than that of the Song Dynasty, and their hearts were filled with all kinds of shitty emotions.

I am still worried about how to deal with the Mongols' 300 million army, but the real person is already thinking about how to plot the huge territory of the Mongols.

Is this the gap between us before?

Everyone swallowed hard, and really didn't know whether to say that Mo Chen had great ambitions, or that he was in a daze.

(End of this chapter)