In the Snow: The Prince of Beiliang Rebelled at the Beginning

Chapter 292 Tao Manwu!

At this moment, everyone looked at Dong Zhuo, wondering what he was thinking? Why did he suddenly change his strategy at this moment? Is this really feasible?

after all--

Those people are cunning guys, maybe they are misleading us on purpose.

Once the deployment of Beimang changes, there will be an opportunity to take advantage.

Of course, these people’s ideas are not unreasonable, but for Dong Zhuo, this matter is relatively more cautious and difficult to decide.

In a sense, the previous deployment was the best.

To make adjustments now would be tantamount to moving in a bad direction.

He is also difficult.

And will the Queen of Beimang agree?

The Beiting army is also related to the deployment of the Southern Dynasty. What does Tuoba Bodhisattva think?

wait wait wait……

All these made Dong Zhuo fall into deep thought.

But this fat guy is always bold. If he says he wants to redeploy, there will be absolutely no room for negotiation.

He immediately ordered people to take out the map and start studying it one by one.

And they were marked according to the places that the eighteen riders had visited before.

Not long after.

The new strategic deployment was presented to everyone.

"Everyone, they want us to change our strategy, so let's change it to show them. I, Dong Zhuo, am not a person who sticks to my own opinions. My greatest strength is that I can adjust plans in time."

"This strategic plan we just presented will serve as our fourth plan. Once we find that the previous plan has been disrupted, we will immediately activate this plan."

"Everyone, go back and convey this message carefully. Don't be negligent."

"I called you here this time just to check for loopholes, but I didn't expect there would be loopholes!"

"..."

As a commander, Dong Zhuo is indeed a top-level existence. Being able to make his own decision under such adversity is already an amazing existence.

This is also the reason why these people in the Southern Dynasty believed in him.

During the years of confrontation with Beiliang, the situation has always been fifty-fifty, and the competition among spies is also fifty-fifty.

Almost no advantage was gained.

And all this.

It also depends on who the opponent is?

On the opposite side was the King of Beiliang, Xu Xiao, and under him were the strategist Li Yishan, as well as outstanding generals such as Chen Zhibao.

However, faced with such a combination, Dong Zhuo was able to compete with it.

This is enough to illustrate how powerful Dong Zhuo was.

The rest of the people left.

Only Dong Zhuo and a general were left in the conference room.

He is an old general and also famous in Beimang.

It was Murong Baoding.

Murong Baoding glanced at Dong Zhuo coldly and said calmly:

"Dong Zhuo, I know what you are up to, but you have to know whose subject you are. You changed the battle plan without consulting the Empress. You are deceiving the Empress."

"You are so arrogant and domineering. The entire Southern Dynasty will be dragged into the quagmire by you. I tell you, if you lose, I will never forgive you."

"We grassland people despise your tricks the most. In the face of strength, tricks are nothing."

Dong Zhuo was not in a hurry.

Facing Murong Baoding's anger, Dong Zhuo showed calmness and composure. He did not argue with reason, but asked:

"Senior Murong, let me ask you, do you have any chance of winning against those people from Beiliang? Although you didn't say it, you have also been harassed by the Eighteen Riders, right? Haha, and the losses were not small."

"Senior, instead of reporting it like them, you endured the pain of failure yourself. Haha, in other words, you concealed it. How should you be punished in military terms?"

"I think according to military regulations, Senior Murong should know better than me, right?"

"You..." Murong Baoding was held back by Dong Zhuo's words. He kept repeating the word "you" several times, and was so angry that his whole body was shaking. His voice was a little trembling:

"Dong Zhuo, you are the commander of the Southern Dynasty army, you should have thought of this."

"What? You want to shirk responsibility now?"

"How can I, Murong Baoding, be afraid of your threats? Military law? I will naturally follow it!"

"Shirking responsibility?" Dong Zhuo looked at Murong Baoding coldly, threw a memorial to Murong Baoding, pointed at him and said, "Murong Baoding, can you take a look? Am I the one who wants to shirk responsibility? Otherwise, will I submit this memorial?"

"You watch me every day. You know exactly what I eat, who I sleep with, what positions I use, and when I finish. But, you know, which of my actions was not done before you? Wasn't it for the sake of the overall situation of Northern Mang?"

"On the contrary, you are fighting among yourselves every day, trying to restrain this and suppress that all day long, but what are you capable of? Isn't it that at times like this, you can only live in silence? And then you sacrifice your lives with all your heart, how pathetic!"

Murong Baoding seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

He could only walk out of the Southern Courtyard Palace in frustration.

perhaps.

Is he wrong?

But he knew that Dong Zhuo's plan was indeed the best and most complete plan at the moment, and there was nothing else to say.

Dong Zhuo's strength lies in his ability to face emergencies, respond quickly and come up with strategies, and he can save the situation every time.

The same is true this time.

Thus.

It would take some time for Beiliang to know their specific deployment.

But the first plan was retained, which is another form of gambling.

Dong Zhuo leaned back in his chair with a solemn expression. The servants standing on the side did not dare to approach the fat man.

Because the fat guy is thinking about something now.

At this moment.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Dong Zhuo looked in the direction of the footsteps. A little head with pigtails popped out from the door. The little head had a pair of bright eyes and was staring at Dong Zhuo who was sitting at the top of the room.

Dong Zhuo smiled.

"Manwu, come!"

Dong Zhuo retracted his serious expression, smiled gently, and waved towards Tao Manwu.

Tao Manwu glanced at the gorgeously dressed woman behind him and asked, "Auntie!"

"Go!" said the woman.

Tao Manwu walked into the hall, came to Dong Zhuo's side, and said sensibly: "Uncle Dong, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Dong Zhuo shook his head: "No. Whenever Xiao Manwu comes, Uncle Dong is always happy."

"Are you unhappy following your aunt?"

"If you're not used to it, just tell Uncle Dong."

Tao Manwu said seriously: "Aunt is very good to me. She is better to me than my mother. I have everything I need, but I heard that there will be another war, so I came to see Uncle Dong."

Dong Zhuo was stunned.

He touched Tao Manwu's head, rubbed it, and said softly: "It would be great if you could be innocent!"

At this time, a woman in brocade clothes walked in slowly. When she stepped into the room, she lifted the hem of her skirt. Soon, she came to Dong Zhuo's side, looked at Tao Manwu, and said with a smile:

"I finally understand. Xiao Manwu is like an adult. Sometimes I feel like I am just a child in front of her."

"She said you were going to have a big fight this time, and she wanted to cheer you up."

"I have no choice but to bring her to you."