I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 900 Left-behind Children - Gong Xiaochuan

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Meanwhile, in the south of Yanzhou, the sky was clear and the clouds were light, yet the heavy atmosphere of impending departure could not be concealed. In the camp of the Great Qian army suppressing the rebellion, military flags fluttered, and 100,000 troops were fully equipped and ready to embark on their southward journey to confront the even more perilous Yellow Turban Rebellion. In the center of the camp, Commander-in-Chief Tan Mengjun and his renowned general, "Flying Immortal Spear God" Gong Xiaochuan, sat facing each other in a simple military tent. On the table lay a letter from Yanwang City, pleading for help. The paper was slightly wrinkled from hasty writing, and the words revealed anxiety and helplessness.

Meanwhile, in the south of Yanzhou, the horizon was dyed crimson by the sunset. The camp of the 100,000-strong Daqian army that was suppressing the rebellion was like a steel city, with tents standing in rows, banners fluttering, and strict military discipline, revealing a formidable and chilling aura.

In the center of the camp, Commander Tan Mengjun and his subordinate Gong Xiaochuan, known as the "Flying Immortal Gun God," sat around a simple sand table. On the table was a letter from Yanwang City pleading for help. The paper was slightly wrinkled from being hastily written, and the words revealed anxiety and helplessness.

The moment they received the plea for help from Yanwang City, their eyes simultaneously turned serious, as if they could see tears welling up in their eyes.

Tan Mengjun, a veteran general who had experienced countless battles, frowned deeply, gently stroking the gray beard on his chin. After a moment of contemplation, he looked up at Gong Xiaochuan opposite him.

Opposite him was Gong Xiaochuan, who casually laid his spear across his side. His silver armor gleamed in the sunlight, yet he exuded an extraordinary aura. He was none other than the "Flying Immortal Spear God" who struck fear into the hearts of the enemy.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with helplessness. Behind this plea for help was the overwhelming offensive of the Qin army to the west of Yanzhou, and the precarious situation of Yanwang City.

But now they are even more aware that the Great Qian Dynasty is facing an unprecedented crisis—to the south of Qianzhou, hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers are like a guillotine hanging over their heads, ready to fall at any moment and cut the entire dynasty in two.

"Xiaochuan, what do you think?"

Tan Mengjun's voice was low. After a moment of silence, he looked up at Gong Xiaochuan opposite him.

"General, the Qin state to the west of Yanzhou is known for its fierce and valiant fighting. We have just drawn a large portion of the Red Imperial Army from Yanzhou. The situation to the west of Yanzhou is probably not optimistic."

"However, the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans in Qianyuan County to the south of Qianzhou cannot be ignored. If we turn our attention to supporting Yanzhou, the south of Qianzhou may fall, and the overall situation will be even more difficult to salvage."

After pondering for a moment with his head down, Gong Xiaochuan slowly spoke.

"What you say is exactly what I'm worried about. As the western gateway to Qianzhou, Yanzhou cannot be lost, but the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Qianyuan County cannot be ignored either."

"Our 100,000-strong pacification army must march south to deal with the Yellow Turbans. Otherwise, if Qianyuan County falls, hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops will ravage the entire Qianzhou, and then everything will be over!"

Tan Mengjun nodded, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

As he spoke, he stood up, walked to a corner of the military tent, and stared at the map hanging on the wall. Yanzhou, Qianzhou, and the southern regions occupied by the Yellow Turban Army were all marked with different colors, making the situation clear at a glance.

"However, Yanzhou cannot simply be taken away by the Great Qin."

"My intention is to keep you here, leading ten thousand elite troops to support the Crimson Imperial Army. What do you say?"

Tan Mengjun changed the subject and asked Gong Xiaochuan, who was somewhat stunned.

In Qianyuan County today, there is already Nangong Tianxia, ​​ranked second on the World Ranking, and his Thunder Dragon Riders. In addition, Lu Fa, the "Battle Venerable" who is on the same level as Gong Xiaochuan, has also gone south. So whether Gong Xiaochuan goes or not is no longer of much significance.

If the situation in the south has become so critical that even Nangong Tianxia of the Thunder Dragon Riders and Lu Fa cannot hold it steady, then adding another Gong Xiaochuan would make little difference.

Therefore, it is better to leave Gong Xiaochuan, a top-tier war god, in Yanzhou at this moment, at least to buy some time for Yanzhou, or rather, the western part of Qianzhou.

"As the commander-in-chief has given the order, Xiaochuan will obey."

"However, ten thousand elite troops, facing the ferocious army of the Great Qin in the west, I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing this, Gong Xiaochuan's heart stirred, and he quickly realized what was going on, nodding in agreement.

"I know you have concerns, but there's no need for that. Your task is not to defeat the Qin Dynasty, but to delay it."

"If you can hold off the Qin army and buy some time for Yanzhou and even Qianzhou, that will be a great achievement."

Tan Mengjun interrupted, and before he finished speaking, he gave Gong Xiaochuan a meaningful look.

Gong Xiaochuan frowned slightly, as if he had realized something.

"Although the elite of the Crimson Imperial Army has been lost in Yanzhou, their forces still remain. You can use them as a means of delaying the inevitable."

"Remember, always prioritize the greater good!"

After glancing at Gong Xiaochuan, who seemed to have grasped the concept, Tan Mengjun nodded in satisfaction and continued.

"Xiaochuan, this is not what I wanted, but for the sake of the bigger picture, I have no choice but to do it."

At this point, a ruthless glint flashed in Tan Mengjun's eyes, a rare sight on his usually gentle face, as he whispered a hint to Gong Xiaochuan.

Upon hearing this, Gong Xiaochuan was startled, his gaze becoming complicated. However, he quickly realized that although this was not the best course of action, it was perhaps the most helpless choice under the current circumstances.

Although Tan Mengjun's words were cruel, sacrifices are sometimes unavoidable in the face of war, and he had to make a choice for the overall interests of the Great Qian Dynasty.

"Rest assured, General, Xiaochuan understands. For the sake of Daqian and the dynasty, this humble general will do everything in his power."

As a seasoned veteran who had fought many battles, Gong Xiaochuan was naturally not a soft-hearted person. He remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded, his voice firm.

Tan Mengjun looked at the general in front of him, who was still a bit younger than himself and the others, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Xiaochuan, be careful on this trip. I have my own arrangements for Yanzhou. Just remember, whatever the outcome, delay is the best policy!"

Although Gong Xiaochuan is young, his sense of responsibility and commitment far exceeds that of ordinary people. Tan Mengjun gently patted Gong Xiaochuan's shoulder and said in a deep voice.

As night fell, the camp was brightly lit, and many soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty were busily preparing supplies and equipment for their expedition.

Gong Xiaochuan stood on a high point in the camp, gazing at the distant horizon, a strange feeling welling up in his heart.

"Xiaochuan, are you ready?"

Tan Mengjun's voice rang in Gong Xiaochuan's ears. He turned around and saw Tan Mengjun standing behind him.

"General, I am ready to depart at any time."

Gong Xiaochuan smiled slightly, and as his words fell, ten thousand elite troops in the camp below were already fully prepared to set off.