Chapter 1152 - 1093. The March Against The League Began
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As the war council broke into smaller, highly focused logistical discussions, Yue Jin, Li Dian, Xu Huang, and Gao Lan finally allowed themselves to relax slightly. They looked at Yu Jin, Zhang He, and Pang De, a quiet, profound sense of camaraderie passing between them. They were no longer prisoners. They were no longer defeated men.
As the heavy oak doors of the central command hall swung shut, concluding the highest level strategic council the western theater had ever witnessed, the abstract theories of war immediately gave way to the monumental, grinding physical reality of military logistics.
The sun began its slow descent behind the jagged, purple peaks of the western mountain ranges, casting a blood red hue over the sprawling, endless sea of canvas tents that surrounded the fortress city of Chang’An.
The strategy had been set. Now, it had to be flawlessly executed.
Chen Deng, Fa Zheng, Zang Hong, and Meng Da stepped out of the palace and immediately dispersed into the chaotic, sprawling military encampments. As the supreme army strategists, they possessed minds that operated like the intricate gears of a massive, flawlessly oiled clockpiece.
They did not retreat to their comfortable quarters to rest, they waded directly into the dust and the noise of the staging grounds to oversee the preparations personally.
Chen Deng walked the lines of the heavy infantry, his sharp, aristocratic eyes catching even the most minute discrepancies in their formations. He cross referenced the deployment ledgers with the quartermasters, ensuring that the specific staggering of the marching columns proposed by Yu Jin was communicated down to the lowest squad sergeants.
Fa Zheng moved among the cavalry units, his ruthless, calculating gaze evaluating the fitness of the warhorses, confirming that the mounts designated for Guan Yu and Zhang Fei’s frontal assault had been properly shod with heavy iron to withstand the rocky mountain passes.