The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 71 Millions of troops, one poor man is enough!
As the time for the Mongols' scheduled full-scale attack approached, their actions became more intense.

How terrible the mobilization of millions of troops is, such important news cannot be concealed at all.At the beginning of the Mongols' actions, the news had already blown across the mighty Kyushu like the cold winter wind.

Because of problems such as food and grass supplies, the Mongol army was divided into four groups, attacking the Song Dynasty from four directions at the same time, in an attempt to eliminate this heinous trouble in one fell swoop.

Songshan Mountain in May is already a little hotter, and the red sun hangs high in the sky, making people feel lazy and do not want to move.Following the actions of the Mongols, countless information came from all over the world towards Songshan Taoist Palace.

At the same time, even Song Lizong and some ministers in the court had to live in Songshan Taoist Palace for a long time to coordinate Mo Chen's arrangements under such a precarious situation.

In the main hall of the Taoist Palace, a dozen people stood in the main hall, staring at the map in front of them and fell silent.

That map is the topographic map of the Great Song Dynasty and surrounding countries. It clearly marked the movements of the Mongols and the troops deployed everywhere.

Song Lizong stood in front of the table, staring at the small map in front of him, only feeling the unprecedented terrible pressure, and even made himself feel breathless.

Terrible, really too terrible.

The 300 million army, even though most of them are just servants of the Mongols, is quite a terrifying force!
Looking at the armament of the Song Dynasty for 20 years, there are only 80 scattered.If you exclude the troops that defend all parts of the world, only 50 troops can really be mobilized.However, it was too difficult for the 50 army of the Song Dynasty to completely resist the 300 million Mongol army.

This is a war with extremely different strengths, a war with no choice!
Behind Song Lizong, Jia Sidao and other ministers looked at the marks on the map, their faces were pale and bloodless, and cold sweat appeared faintly on their foreheads.

Although they had already guessed that the situation was critical, they never thought that it would be so dangerous.

The Mongols' 300 million army was divided into four groups, and two of them had more than one million troops.With the current strength of Song Dynasty, it is very difficult to deal with all the way together, let alone divide the troops to deal with the four armies at the same time.

This, there is no need to fight at all!

Several people looked at each other silently, with a bit of despair in them.

Jia Sidao wiped the sweat from his forehead, stepped forward cautiously, and said hesitantly, "Mo Zhenren, could this news be false?"

Mo Chen had a smile on his face, and he glanced at Jia Sidao plainly with his eyes, seeing that the Great Song Prime Minister was terrified, and even couldn't help lowering his head, not daring to look at Mo Chen.

Song Lizong frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Stupid, if this kind of thing has not been confirmed, how can I tell you."

Jia Sidao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty is very right, I was confused for a moment, please forgive me."

Song Lizong ignored Jia Sidao, turned his head to look at Mo Chen, and said solemnly: "The real person thinks, what about the 300 million Mongol army?"

Mo Chen stood behind his back with one hand behind him, and put the other hand in front of him. He glanced at the map and said calmly, "It's vulnerable to a single blow."

When Mo Chen's words fell, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became weird.

Silence, deadly silence.

Everyone couldn't help looking up at Mo Chen, the corners of their eyes twitched slightly, as if a million **** beasts were galloping past in their hearts.

Chicken tile dog?

300 million army of native chicken tile dog!

Song Lizong took a deep breath, barely calmed down the desire to complain in his heart, looked at Mo Chen with a little hope in his eyes weakly, and said with a helpless smile: "The real person is really domineering, I am not as good as it."

Song Lizong asked himself that he has seen too many people in his life, and he has also seen too many arrogant and ignorant people.But he believes that, except for lunatics and fools, no one in this world dares to brag about the 300 million troops.

It's just that when such words came out of Mo Chen's mouth, in addition to being full of powerlessness, there was also a little excitement and expectation in everyone's hearts.

Just because he is the supreme Taoist in the world, existing like a banished immortal!
Mo Chen chuckled, looked around the crowd with disbelief in astonishment, and shook his head slightly with a smile on his face.

He waved his sleeves lightly, pointed at the military map that marked the movement of the Mongol army, and said with a smile: "Although the 300 million army is terrifying, the Mongols are limited by the shortage of food and grass, so they can only disperse them all over the Song Dynasty. Feed them with grain and grass from everywhere."

When everyone heard this, their faces showed a bit of bewilderment.

Although dispersion was a last resort, considering the strength of the Mongols, not only was this move not a mistake, it could even be called a wonderful move.Because the Mongol army was scattered, the Song army had to make corresponding arrangements.However, the Song Dynasty only had an army of 50, and once they spread across the world like the Mongols, they would not have the slightest ability to resist.

It's just that if the Song Dynasty's army doesn't scatter all over the world, they can't just watch other directions suffer disasters, can they?
Mo Chen continued: "The dispersal of the army seems to be the right choice, so it is a kind of helplessness."

Song Lizong rubbed his brows, and said helplessly, "If you have something to say, you might as well say it bluntly. How should we deal with the 300 million Mongolian army?"

Mo Chen looked calm, and said in a deep voice, "Where is Gao Huan?"

Behind the crowd, a middle-aged man in bright silver armor stood up with a calm and dignified face.

In the past 20 years, Gao Yue has not only become more and more powerful in his cultivation, but also cultivated a powerful momentum without anger and self-prestige after staying in the top position for a long time.If compared with 20 years ago, no one would have thought that this is the same person.

Gao Huan cupped his fists, bowed and said: "Disciple Gao Huan, I pay my respects to the head teacher."

When everyone behind Song Lizong heard the words, they couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling a little more unhappy.Although Gao Huan had joined the Quanzhen sect as early as more than ten years ago, he became a disciple of outsiders.

But now we are discussing military and national affairs, and the other party pays disciple worship to meet a real person, what is this?
Naked contempt for the existence of Da Song!

Mo Chen looked calm, and ordered: "Five days later, the 30 ocean-going navy will take the initiative to attack. It is determined to destroy the Mongol navy fleet in Goguryeo and not allow it to step into the Song Dynasty. At the same time, you will personally lead an army of [-] to guard Guangzhou, beware of the large army of Mongols in the south."

Gao Huan heard the words and said solemnly: "Disciple will obey the order of the teacher."

All the senior officials behind Song Lizong heard this, their expressions changed slightly, and their eyes were flickering with shock and anger.

Provocation, this is naked provocation.

His Majesty is here, even if it is to issue orders, it will not be Mo Zhenren's turn.But Gao Huan, a lowly slave, completely ignored His Majesty's existence. This is simply rebellion!

Everyone trembled with anger, but seeing Gao Huan's stern expression and Song Lizong's silence, they could only lower their heads, as if they hadn't seen this scene.

Song Lizong saw the performance of everyone, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He turned his head to look at Mo Chen, and said in a deep voice: "My Song Dynasty can only use 50 troops in total, and the real person sent 40 troops to the south and overseas. What about the troops in the north and west?"

Mo Chen stared at the map and said flatly: "As early as three days ago, Pindao sent Yang Guo, the leader of the Taoist palace guards, to lead the 30 Taoist palace missionary army. With their strength, the [-] Mongolian army in Tubo is just stuff in the bag."

Song Lizong frowned slightly, the Taoist palace was so generous that even the missionary army was used.That is the background accumulated by Daozong for 20 years, and everyone in it is a master of martial arts.

He pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice: "What about the main force of Meng Ge in the north?"

Mo Chen's eyes flickered, and there was a stern look in his eyes, and he said coldly: "A million troops, one poor man is enough!"

what!
When everyone heard the words, they looked at Mo Chen with horror on their faces, and they didn't recover for a long time.

That is Mongolia's most elite million-strong army, not 1, let alone 100!
(End of this chapter)