Equipped?
Training?
A group of men who all fancied themselves strategists furrowed their brows as they pondered, staring at Wang Xuan to see what brilliant idea he had that could turn the tide.
Wang Xuan looked back at them, smiling without saying a word.
The room suddenly fell silent...
After a long while, Xi Zhicai, Guo Jia, and the others realized that Wang Xuan still had not continued. Only then did they understand—this fellow was keeping them in suspense again!
"Zaizhi, just hurry up and tell us. If you keep this up, I'm afraid they'll beat you..." Liu Bei gave a bitter laugh. At a moment like this, when the survival of a faction and the fate of the world were at stake, everyone present was tense to the point of death. Yet Wang Xuan was still acting like this... Even Liu Bei was at a loss.
"I'm giving them a chance to use their brains. Their thinking is far too rigid." Wang Xuan curled his lips. Many of their ideas had been shaped by years of education, and it was indeed difficult to change them in just one or two years.
The assembled strategists: "..."
"In fact, everyone needs to understand that compared with every other force in the Han Empire, we have already entered an entirely new era. Whether in productivity or technology, we have made epoch-making advances."
"Take military equipment, for example. Six hundred years ago, the number of war chariots was still the standard by which a nation's strength and military capability were measured, and they were the main force on the battlefield. But with the widespread use of cavalry and the diversification of warfare, war chariots gradually withdrew from the stage of history. Does that mean war chariots should never appear again?"
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