At this, Dou Xi and Han Pu exchanged a glance. They knew that if they wanted to subdue the rebel army in Liang Prefecture, Meng Zhao would have to go in person. That was inevitable.
But at present, it was not the time for Meng Zhao to leave.
The timing was simply wrong.
The Yangwu Army had not been established for long, and the entire force was still in its adjustment period. It needed its pillar to remain in command.
Although Meng Zhao had a number of military officers helping him train the soldiers, he still had to show himself from time to time and deepen his impression in the minds of the troops, lest there be soldiers who knew no commander.
This concerned the great matter of military authority and could not be treated as some trivial affair.
Then there were the hidden dangers within Lingwu City. Setting Dragon City aside for the moment, merely dealing with the many large and small factions, including maintaining the tacit understanding between himself and Beitang He, the Heir of Yanping Commandery Prince, required Meng Zhao to remain in command.
Without Meng Zhao, the Meng Family would at most be a top-tier power. It did not possess any overwhelming advantage.
There was also the external rebellion. No one knew when the rebel forces might rise up. Although the Pudu Cult in Yanzhou had begun to lie low, no one could guarantee that it would remain so forever. Perhaps tomorrow, they would begin attacking cities and seizing territory.
If they set their sights on Lingwu City, then when the time came to lead the army into battle, who besides Meng Zhao could do it?
Although Linghu Rui possessed military talent, he was not Meng Zhao and could not issue a general's commands.
In short,