Gavara Kunal There is only one reason why jeding would say those words. They lost the battle with the Han Army continuously. It's true that they are not too incompetent. They didn't see that even the Romans and Persians met the Han people, which is enough to prove the strength of the Han people. So it's natural for them to lose?
The weak side can always find a way to comfort themselves after being hurt. Think about who is worse than themselves is the best way to heal, or list who is better than themselves but is hurt by the same people.
The power of Rome and sassanne is well known all over the world. It can even be said that countries in the world know much more about the power of Rome and sassanne than the country in the East.
That's the premise determined by the geographical location. It's not easy for Zhuxia to lead to the West. It's either Gobi or desert along the way, or it's simply a grassland or desert without people at all, or even there's no swamp blocking the way. It's really not easy to ask for information.
Many countries have a strong impression of the powerful country in the East because the Xiongnu people fled to the west after defeat, and then the Xiongnu people left a legend that the Han people are unmatched everywhere they go.
The problem is that personal experience and being able to compare nearby are really different from hearing... Or the kind of rumors that are far away and don't know how far away. Understanding and senses are really different.
People in the Gupta Dynasty feel that they are very strong, but they also know that they are not as strong as Rome and sassanne. They know that Rome and sassanne are very counselled when facing the Han people. In addition to finding a direction of comfort for their repeated failures, they suddenly feel that failure seems normal. On the contrary, it is abnormal if they win.
That night, zanpt Warren was very active, looking for all kinds of excuses to go to various tents, and the people he came into contact with chatted for a long time.
Zanpt Warren visited those people who felt they could win over as "fellow believers". What he wondered was that there were so many people who had not been tempted, but were tempted. They felt something was wrong with each other. After they knew it, they looked at each other for a while, and then showed a tacit expression.
Suddenly found a "fellow" zanpute Warren was happy and nervous. He was happy that "I am not alone". He was nervous that credit would be occupied. The next move seemed a little big.
Perhaps those "fellow believers" had the same idea. As a result, there were a lot of birds flying out of the Gupta camp at night. Among them were pigeons, eagles and falcons, almost all of which fell somewhere in the camp of the Han army.
"It's a little interesting." Yuan Qiao is the chief officer in charge of summarizing intelligence, including but not limited to military intelligence and espionage: "ah San really plans to gather millions, and the poet king will personally arrive at the battlefield."
Huan Wen was holding a dagger. He didn't know what he wanted to carve the small wood block in his hand. He smiled silently when he heard the speech. He was really not nervous at all.
"Millions of troops!" Yuan Qiao sighed more or less: "only Shi Hu once convened such an army, but the millions of troops convened by Shi Hu dissolved without any action."
That was a long time ago. It happened in the fifth year of Xiankang, Emperor Cheng of the Eastern Jin Dynasty (339 AD). Shi Hu's decision to recruit a million troops was very casual, and the reason for dissolution was full of metaphysics. It was only because a group of white geese hovered in the air during the Shi Hu military parade and refused to leave, so he dissolved... Scattered... The million troops recruited.
"Doesn't the profile mean we're in the right place?" Huan Wen didn't stop carving in his hand and didn't raise his head: "ah San can assemble millions of troops, which just shows that this place is rich in food."
Yuan Qiao was still under some pressure. After listening to it, he smiled subconsciously: "what I said is that in a country that can casually support and recruit millions of troops for real combat, it will not be wrong for a big man to destroy her."
Huan Wen was interested in: "when will the poet King arrive?"
Yuan Qiao had finished reading the information he should see and shook his head: "at least he is the king of a country and wants to come to the front in person. How can there be a definite time."
Huanwen wanted yuan Qiao to speculate based on a series of intelligence.
"The gathering of millions of troops will not be so fast." Yuan Qiao speculated seriously and said in a less certain tone: "two months at the fastest, get up late... Joe really can't guess."
Huan Wen stopped talking and seemed to pay attention to the carving.
Yuan Qiao is also busy with his own affairs. In addition to summarizing information, he will go to the side where the mountain map is hung, either stare at the mountain map all the time, or go back to the side of the table and write and draw against the topographic map on it.
There are many mountain maps hanging in the big tent of the Chinese army, with several large sand tables in the middle.
Each mountain map represents a different geographical location, or there are different color lines on it.
Lines are not only different in color, but also in many styles. Each has the meaning it represents.
The map of the whole terrain of the main battlefield is the largest and the hanging position is the most conspicuous. However, compared with other mountain maps with lines, it looks very clean and tidy.
The sand table is also divided into different areas, but there is no special sand table for panorama.
In fact, the terrain on this side makes it quite simple to make a sand table. The whole area is a great plain. The difference is that there are rivers or large forests in some locations. The only trouble is to spy on the construction direction and form of the enemy's barracks.
"What are those guys doing recently?" Huan Wen took the lead in breaking the long silence of the internal dimension of the military account. Those guys refer to their international friends in the military camp: "or are they observing everywhere?"
"They are curious about the big man." Yuan Qiao did not stop writing and painting: "pay special attention to observing our army."
"Just look." Huan Wen put down the half finished sculpture carved in his hand, took the sharpening stone and sharpened the dagger: "even if he studies again, he will only learn its shape, not its God."
There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. If we observe the strong army of a powerful country, we can completely imitate and train our own elite, which is too cheap.
The foundation of a country's military strength is first of all the conditions for armament. It can not be said that the training subjects are not important, but the shaping of the spirit and spirit of an army is more important.
The army of the same country also has the distinction between a strong army and a vegetable chicken. It is not a simple difference in equipment. The real difference lies in that the army has different essence and spirit.
"Uncle Yan......" Huan Wen called out first, but he didn't speak immediately. He didn't know what he was thinking. He delayed for so long before he said, "we have to hurry up the poet king. We can't just do it."