The video takes us to ancient times; Li Er transforms into the Tongtian Emperor of Shu Han.

Troop deployment?

Upon hearing this, Liu Bang held the beggar in even higher regard.

Sand table and troop deployment are not things that ordinary people can understand.

Not only could he understand it, but he could also quickly draw the simple sand table, which shows that his status in the past must have been quite high.

"What exactly did you do in the Ming army before?"

"Shouldn't he be at least a centurion?"

He was genuinely curious, and at the same time, he admired it immensely.

To achieve this level of success from a beggar's background requires not only extraordinary good fortune but also exceptional abilities.

"I was just a lowly soldier by the general's side back then; it was all by chance."

"Don't even think about sucking up to me. If I think your plan has no chance, then don't expect us brothers to risk our lives for you!"

The beggar said he wasn't buying it!

No matter how much flattery you receive, in the end, actions speak louder than words!

Upon hearing this, Liu Bang did not stop what he was doing. He picked up another twig and quickly filled the simple sand table with twigs.

"Break it into parts?"

"To break the army into such a fragmented state?"

Liu Bang didn't even need to give any further explanation; the beggar could understand it on his own.

While breaking up into smaller units may seem intimidating, in actual combat, it is the easiest way for the enemy to defeat them one by one.

He was about to voice his doubts when he suddenly thought of another possibility and looked down again.

The number of troops deployed at any given point is indeed small, with the fewest places having less than a thousand men.

However, if we consider the entire sand table, if any side is impacted, all sides can react accordingly and form an encirclement.

There are narrow paths between the various troop deployment points, allowing for quick access; difficult-to-pass areas have been abandoned.

"That's very sophisticated. The person who made this arrangement must have done in-depth research on the surrounding terrain, right?"

"You have quite a few troops under your command; judging from this rough estimate, there should be no less than sixty or seventy thousand."

"But that's too idealistic. With 60,000 to 70,000 troops scattered like that, it's impossible to achieve the ideal state and get them to obey orders without question. It's as difficult as climbing to heaven."

The battlefield is always changing rapidly; being too idealistic will only lead to a complete and utter defeat.

Zhao Kuo during the Warring States period and Ma Su during the Three Kingdoms period were prime examples of armchair strategists. They overestimated the nature of warfare, which led to their eventual defeats.

Now, given this battle situation, how are we any different from those who are overly idealistic?

"What if we could ensure that orders were strictly followed?"

Liu Bang countered with a question.

"If possible..."

"Then perhaps there really is a chance to hold off the Tartar army of 100,000 with these 60,000 to 70,000 men!"

If they could truly command these troops as easily as their own arms, then no matter which direction the Manchus broke out from, they could immediately encircle and attack them from both the front and rear.

This place will become a quagmire prepared for the Manchu army!

"So, do you want to take a gamble with me?"

"Let's see if my troops can stop the Manchu army from breaking through."

The beggar knew that if he had any sense at all, he shouldn't have agreed to such a proposal.

The probability is too small.

It not only demands extremely high qualities from the soldiers, but also demands exceptionally high abilities from the generals.

But seeing Liu Bang's resolute expression, he couldn't bring himself to refuse.

Are you sure you're confident?

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"I wouldn't say it's absolute, but nine times out of ten, the bigger the commotion, the greater the chance of success."

Although he had complained about Han Xin countless times, Liu Bang genuinely acknowledged Han Xin's abilities.

If there are battles in this world that even Han Xin couldn't win, then in his mind, probably no one else would have much of a chance.

"..."

The beggar turned around and glanced at the dozens of people behind him, none of whom showed any fear.

These people have all crawled out of the gates of hell; they've never known the meaning of the word "fear."

"Damn it, the worst that can happen is death. When have I ever been afraid of anything!"

"Those who aren't afraid of death, come up and have a farewell drink!"

"I'll let those Tartars know that although we are deserters, it's not because we're afraid of death!"

"We were able to protect our land in the past, and now we're sure to turn the world upside down!"

"I'll do it, you can do whatever you want!"

He stepped forward, pulled out a bowl, and filled it himself.

The dozens of people following closely behind him immediately stepped forward without the slightest hesitation.

"Hey, to say we can defeat the Tartars, we have some self-awareness. We're just good at causing trouble!"

"Just you wait and see, boss. The first fire in the Tartar camp will definitely be set by me!"

"Let's go back and prepare after we finish drinking. Since we're going to raid the camp, traveling so lightly won't be enough."

"We need to prepare properly; I've been wanting to give them a big beating for a long time!"

"Let the world know that even deserters in our border army are never cowards!"

After finishing their drinks, the dozens of people scattered in an instant.

The beggar was left alone on the spot, watching the resolute backs of these people, his eyes reddening.

Although I had expected this day to come, I still feel uneasy when it actually happens.

"I will bring a small number of cavalry with me then. Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who stands by and watches."

Seeing this, Liu Bang stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"No need. Since we're going to attack from both sides, we can't just defend on one side. Otherwise, we'll be treated like an easy target and attacked with all our might."

The beggar shook his head.

A large number of people in the city were to be used to guard Wu Sangui and some of his loyal followers.

The remaining border guards would most likely not obey their orders.

If nothing unexpected happens, the only manpower available to defend the city will be these two thousand or so deserters.

If they cannot pose a threat to the Manchu army during the gaps, their small force will soon be overtaken.

Then they will have truly died in vain.

Liu Bang's three thousand elite cavalry were equally important!

"Don't worry, we can handle this task."

"Don't underestimate us just because we're deserters. Back in the day, we were all expert killers on the battlefield!"

"But you only have a few dozen people, isn't that a bit..."

Liu Bang hesitated.

He did not question these people's courage and ability.

Those who survive the trials and tribulations of the battlefield all possess some skill or ability.

But a few dozen people are ultimately a bit too few.

We need to gather at least two hundred suicide soldiers; otherwise, in that joint camp of over one hundred thousand people, it would be like a pebble thrown into a lake, unable to cause any significant ripples.

"Who said there are only a few dozen of us?"

"Sir, you underestimate us. We may not be many people around normally, but when it comes to dying, we're all ready to go!"