We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

A few days later, Japan, Shimonoseki Strait.

The turbid sea water hits the steep cliffs on both sides, and the sea breeze carries the smell of salt and rust.

At the narrow part of the strait, the Fengtian Army's huge fleet was like a floating mountain, with its guns pointing towards the opposite bank.

Under the fluttering Feng flag, huge clippers and gunboats firmly controlled the waterway, turning the sea into the territory of the Fengtian Army.

The situation is now somewhat complicated. The Fengtian Army's artillery and warships control the sea, but the Japanese army has already formed a battle array at the landing point on the opposite bank and is waiting.

The seemingly flat landing beach on the opposite bank now became a cliff in front of the Fengtian Army.

The sea was extremely shallow, and the warships that the Fengtian Army was proud of could not get close at all, and the artillery on the ships could not reach the shore.

The Japanese army set up a strict formation on the beach - chevaux de frise, trenches, layers of guns and archers, like a entrenched hedgehog.

Inside the Fengtian Army's central tent, the atmosphere was even more turbulent than the waves in the strait.

The generals gathered in front of a huge sand table, their faces flushed and their arguments almost blew the roof of the tent off.

"What are you waiting for?!"

Wang Sanchun's voice was like a loud bell, and his big hand like a palm-leaf fan slammed heavily on the sand table, shaking the small flag representing the Japanese army next to it.

"We need to take another detour? How long will it take?"

"This opportunity is fleeting. We must land here and rush onto the beach!"

"No matter how tough the Japanese are, can they be tougher than our swords?"

Xue Wei, with a gaunt face, immediately retorted: "That's just a foolish man's opinion!"

Xue Wei was also a little angry. According to his personality, he would never argue with a senior colleague like Wang Sanchun.

However, Wang Sanchun’s proposal was too outrageous. If he really did this, God knows how many soldiers would die.

The army in Shanhaiguan is different from the army outside the pass. There are only so many soldiers in total. If one is killed, there is one less soldier. There is no place to replenish them.

Therefore, Xue Wei could only argue and move his finger along the coastline towards a farther marked point.

"The beachhead at Xiaguan is narrow, and the enemy troops are well-rested and have formed a tight battle array."

"Without the suppression of the naval guns, our landing troops will be sitting ducks. If we insist on forcing a landing, even if we have 100,000 men, we may not be able to gain a foothold!"

"I suggest that we make a detour and land here. Although the journey is a little longer, at least the mudflats are open and the enemy's defenses are bound to be weak."

"Our troops will then be able to land calmly, establish a solid foothold, and then make further advances."

Yang Xuan frowned and tried to mediate:

"General Xue's words make sense, but our army does not have enough landing craft required for the detour, especially transporting heavy artillery and cavalry."

"If we encounter a counterattack from the main Japanese army after landing, we will be trapped in a difficult battle without heavy firepower to rely on and cavalry to charge the battle..."

Wang Sanchun gave a thumbs up: "Sister Yang is really nice to listen to. Unlike some people, they are timid and worse than a good old woman!"

Xue Wei glared: "That's better than dying on the beach at Xiaguan!"

"Bullshit! Taking a detour would only delay the battle. What if the Japanese reinforcements keep coming?"

"A strong attack is a death wish! Wang Sanchun, you are not afraid of death, do you want to let 100,000 brothers help you fill the trench?!"

"Who do you say will fill the trench?!"

The quarrel grew louder and louder, with both sides arguing with each other and refusing to give in.

Wang Sanchun's faction advocated fighting and seizing the beach, while Xue Wei's faction insisted on taking a detour.

It's all for the sake of serving the country and the lives of the soldiers under his command, but given the current dilemma, it seems that no choice is perfect.

Just as the situation was about to get out of control, a calm voice came from the top of the tent:

"enough."

All the generals fell silent as if their throats were strangled, and all turned to the main seats.

Li Che, dressed in a dark casual suit, sat casually in the main seat, his eyes slowly sweeping over the faces below.

You can hear a pin drop in the tent.

Li Che leaned forward slightly, the smile on his face deepening:

"I think you all...are living too comfortably these days, forgetting all the hard times you had when you left the border, eating the wind and snow and licking blood on the edge of a knife."

"When I just came out of seclusion, what did you brothers have in your hands?"

"Let alone rare items like muskets, grenades, and cannons, even a thousand decent bows and crossbows, can you even gather them?"

"Have all the brothers been able to wear their full armor?"

"Nothing! Nothing! What do you rely on?" He paused, his eyes sharp as a knife. "I rely on the courage to risk everything, the blood and flesh of my brothers, and the ruthlessness of not admitting defeat!"

"Why, now that we have strong ships and powerful guns, we won't fight anymore?"

His eyes fell on Xue Wei.

Xue Wei blushed and lowered his head involuntarily.

Li Che did not continue speaking, but looked towards Wang Sanchun, with a smile on his face: "You idiot, you still want the entire army to land on the beach?"

"Landing is easy, a small boat can even cross, but let me ask you, our main force, including auxiliary troops and supplies, totals over 100,000 people!"

"The water is too shallow for the warships to approach. How can we safely transport these 100,000 men, along with their weapons, armor, and armor, to the other side?"

"Just by shouting, you can make the brothers fly over?"

Wang Sanchun's face flushed red when his name was called. He said in a deep voice, "Then build...build rafts. Build a few more rafts so the brothers can cross the sea in batches!"

"Raft?"

Li Che sneered, picked up a charcoal pencil on the table, and casually scratched a few times on the spread paper:

"I told you to study hard but you didn't. Now you're embarrassed, aren't you?"

"Wood floats on water with a buoyancy roughly equal to the weight of the water it displaces. The density of the wood itself is half that of water. In other words, a kilogram of wood can hold about a kilogram of weight."

"Our army has 100,000 auxiliary soldiers. If each of them, including armor and weapons, weighs 80 kilograms, that's 8 million kilograms."

"Eight million kilograms of wood! Eighty tons!"

"Go ask our supply camp. Even if we cut down all the trees on the nearby hills, can we gather enough usable wood to make rafts that can withstand the wind and waves?"

"Even if there is, how long will it take to build it? Will the Japanese watch you build it?"

A string of cold and clear numbers came down, leaving Wang Sanchun speechless.

He opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.

The other generals of the main attacking faction also looked at each other and secretly made up their minds that when His Highness sent someone to teach cultural courses again in the future, they would learn a little bit.

The tent fell into dead silence again, with only the whimpering sound of the sea breeze blowing through the cracks in the tent.

Li Che looked at the changing expressions on the generals' faces and slowly stood up.

He walked to the sand table, his eyes fixed sharply on the narrow coastline at Xiaguan Beach, and pointed his finger heavily there.

"This road is blocked, that road is difficult, so let's take the third road!"

Everyone was shocked and looked over.

Li Che chuckled and said, "Let's use the old method, gather a strong army, a strong soldier, and a death squad!"

"Don't think about sending everyone over at once. Concentrate our best ships, best armor, and best soldiers! Break open the Japanese's tortoise shell on the beach! Kill them first!"

"Completely defeat and crush the Japanese troops blocking the beach, and clear a beachhead large enough for the subsequent large forces to land leisurely!"

"No artillery support?" Li Che's mouth curled up with a confident arc, "Then use swords and guns to tell them that even without artillery, the Fengtian Army's swords can still chop off their heads!"

After saying that, Li Che looked around at the generals and said:

"I will personally supervise the battle. Who dares to go ahead with me?!"