Seeing off Wang Xuanchen that day, little Hannibal breathed a sigh of relief.
Not only was this because the people around him had been inexplicably nervous for the past few days, but he had also become nervous, and this tension was released after he decided to transfer half of the Roman military force to the west.
At the same time, on the other hand...
Little Hannibal also had a faint worry in his heart... which he didn't even want to think about deeply.
The Roman military strength totaled hundreds of thousands, and this time it was necessary to transfer 200,000 to the banks of the Vistula River and the northern foothills of the Alps. It was such a difficult decision...
So what about China? What about the Tang Empire?
Although their military town only has tens of thousands of people, it would be better if they only transferred half of it this time and have about 200,000 troops. But... these tens of thousands of people have been stationed in places extremely far away from their hometown.
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In other words, for me, the other party has been silently making this extremely difficult decision to transfer 200,000 troops to station for several years...
Compared with the Roman army, the opponent's army operations were obviously more difficult. Little Hannibal looked at the map——
In the past, Europe had its own internal melee. The Romans were among the Anglos, Saxons, and the strongest and most ferocious Vikings, as well as the Celts... and other heroes from all walks of life.
Not to mention the distance, let’s take this military hot spot as an example. From the Vistula River in the northern Alps to the Dnieper River where the Tang Army is currently stationed, it is considered a strategic forbidden army.
But what about the Tang army? From the map... from their capital "Chang'an" city to the Dnieper River, the distance is clearly several times longer...
And although Europe is located in a northern and colder region than China, Rome has always been centered on the grain-producing area of the Mediterranean - this is actually similar to the situation in China that I know so far.
Although the land in China is vast and vast, generally speaking, the two empires there since ancient times, one is the Qin-Han Empire, and the other is the current Sui-Tang Empire, are both based on the core grain-producing areas of the "Central Plains" region.
It is built as a foundation. And if you think about it this way...
The difficulty and cost of transporting materials on the other side are undoubtedly much higher than those of Rome...
At this time, little Hannibal began to be truly curious about the distant rival empire.
How much has the other party gone through in order to survive, war, and peace over the years?
This is still viewed from a relatively virtual and grand perspective. To be specific about military capabilities, this is even more worrying. The other party's transportation ability is so much stronger than Rome, then...
Doesn’t that mean that the quality of the opponent’s army is also...
If we had won the semi-encounter battle in southern Africa, then this would be okay, but the problem is that we lost that battle. Although it was a semi-encounter battle,...
After worrying for a while, little Hannibal finally shook his head and told himself that it was just a failure in the battle.
The victory of the battle cannot be equal to the victory of the battle, because the legion sent out at that time did achieve good results in the first wave of attacks. The opponent's defenders were almost completely wiped out. However, in the end... it was the Roman army that failed.
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But the other way around!
The failure of the battle does not mean that the overall strategic game will fail.
Little Hannibal took a deep breath and told himself that this day... Even if it was over, the decision had been made and 200,000 troops had been mobilized. It would be funny if he continued to be afraid and worried.
As for the next step...
Under the dome of the Roman palace, little Hannibal's face was bathed in the dim sunset that gradually became thinner and almost invisible. There was a bit of a savage and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. This depends on the weight of Tang Jun himself.
I have mobilized the army to the east before, intending to leave the Alps and establish a military fulcrum. In addition to the necessary castles and fortresses, it is best to cultivate enough land to ensure that the army can exist stably and long-term. This is bound to happen.
Want to fight the Tang army.
But in the end, after repeated weighing, I felt that such an action was not safe, and furthermore, even if it succeeded... this horse-riding person would only get a strategic fulcrum, and it would not directly occupy the entire Tang Empire - then
What's the use? There's an egg for it.
Therefore, after much deliberation, Hannibal the Younger withdrew his troops - but if you look at the Hannibal the Younger, you will know that such a withdrawal is not a compromise for him, it is simply a humiliation.
How can Rome be called Rome if it does not expand its territory? Those who ride on horses are oxen and horses.
So this time... little Hannibal's mood was mixed. On the one hand, he was worried and uneasy, but deeper than the fear deep in his heart, there was anger!
Since the Tang Empire can force Rome to stop its expansion agenda, then... the next step is for Rome to do the same thing and let the Tang Empire also accept the test... right?
The decision to move 200,000 troops was an extremely uncomfortable thing for little Hannibal, but this discomfort actually stimulated little Hannibal's brutal and bloody nature throughout his life.
That night, little Hannibal quietly decided... If the Tang army was really just reclaiming wasteland this time, then he could only say disrespectful to this kind intention and accept the tens of thousands of Tang Empire troops.
And if the Tang army really planned to cross the Alpine barrier and cross the Vistula River to encroach on Roman land? Hehe...then they should be treated warmly.
Little Hannibal can be said to have made up his mind this time!
Just wait for Tang Jun to be caught by himself, and the next step will be to send them to heaven!
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Half a month later...
The game finally officially begins, with no horns and no speeches, only cold and bloodthirsty eyes peering in, waiting... for the moment when the enemy reveals his neck.
On the other side of the Arbei Mountains, outside the military camp on the bank of the Dnieper River.
At this moment, Cheng Yaojin was sitting on a small earthen bun with a little old man, looking down at the entire army to maintain military discipline, or simply watching his own troops... At this moment, Cheng Yaojin's face was dull.
But from deep in his eyes, some strange murderous aura leaked out from time to time... It was the demeanor of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, a famous general.
Sun Simiao, who was sitting next to Cheng Yaojin, had already changed out of the clean cotton robe he usually wore in Chang'an and put on - it was still clean cotton clothes, but compared to before in Chang'an, it no longer looked so urban.
, but became a short style.
Short clothing, also known as "Hufu" in China, belongs to combat uniforms. This kind of "Hufu" title is a literary trick used by some humanists to expel warriors from Han citizenship, but Sun Simiao...
He doesn't seem to care, but is concerned about other things.
