Bows and crossbows are hidden, saddles and horses are hung, hooves are torrential, angrily trampling Jin Chuan. Life is on the blade, soul is on the bottom, arrows are like a storm, wind is like a storm.
Ask the enemy if they are afraid, their bodies are in the yellow sand, blood is spilled. Looking at the Jiang Qianguo Pagoda from afar, he sneered and flicked his hair.
Perhaps it was because of the rain, but Ke Muke had been in a bad mood for the past two days. Looking at the sky that was not completely clear after the rain, she always felt a chilly wind blowing, even if it was in the tent.
In fact, he knew what he was worried about. He was afraid that he would follow in the footsteps of Tatatu. Twenty thousand people against seven thousand people, it did not seem to be a lot, but the other side only had a little more than ten thousand people. At that time, the Tang army was still in low morale and did not have much rest.
At this time, the Tang army's morale was so high that his own army could not compare with it. Moreover, they hid and rested for such a long time. It was true that the general was the courage of the soldiers. It was true that the same soldiers became different after changing the general.
His own army also had twenty thousand people, and the logistics department of six thousand people sent out did not lose too many people. But why did he not dare to completely follow the order to launch a battle line to kill?
Was he afraid? Was he afraid of a nine-year-old little girl?
Kemu Kehu was not surprised that the other side killed so many people on his side with such a small number of people. The most powerful generals in history were even more powerful than this. He could not understand how a nine-year-old girl could be like those famous generals. If she was on his side, he would feel that the little girl fought a battle pleasing to the eye, but she was not on his side.
"Reporting, General, the scouts of the first and second teams of the Wind Cavalry encountered the enemy and retreated. Only twenty-one people out of three hundred escaped."
Just as Ke Mu and Ke Hu were thinking about how to follow the order without losing too many soldiers, a messenger ran in from outside the tent and reported to them.
Kemu Kehu did not seem to have any reaction after hearing it. He looked at the scenery outside the tent motionlessly. The messenger did not dare to disturb him and stood aside to wait.
After a while, Kemu Kehu said, "No wonder I always felt a gust of cold wind. It turned out that I was targeted. It seems that the Tang army is ready to attack my army. Well, tell me, what kind of enemy did the first and second teams of the Wind Cavalry encounter?"
"Reporting, the brothers who came back said that they encountered about three thousand Tang soldiers. They were lightly armored and their arrows were like flying locusts. When they came face to face, a large number of brothers around fell. Fortunately, the road was muddy, so they managed to escape."
The messenger was also worried. He was afraid of encountering the main force of the Tang army and that little girl.
Ke Mu and Ke Hu began to ponder and muttered, "Three thousand light cavalry. This means that they are the ones who ambushed the logistics. The main force of the Tang army is still on the mountain. Mud, mud is good."
The messenger listened attentively. He didn't know what to do with the mud, so he could only wait for the general's order.
"Pass down my order. The six thousand men of the eight battalions that were sent to reinforce Tatagaritu are to return immediately. The six battalions will split into six groups and spread out the distance between each other. We will search as we return. Gather all of our cavalrymen. Equip them with light armor and crossbows. Wait for orders. Find Sang Qiqi."
Ke Mu Ke Hu originally did not want to let the headquarters go up, but now that the enemy had their eyes on them, they had no choice but to go up, even if they knew who would be at a disadvantage.
After the messenger left, Ke Mu Ke Hu laughed sinisterly and muttered to himself, "Little girl, this time I'll let you know that not everyone can let you come and go as you please."
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Wang Juan, who had defeated nearly three hundred Tufan soldiers, led her troops and left. She ran into a forest and started to get busy.
Shui Yun flew down and told Zhang Yingshan the news on the mountain. She then flew away and continued to monitor the situation on the mountain. She also sent an order.
Zhang Xiaobao took out the small pot on his back and lit the fire. He was busy making food for Wang Juan. He was only making food for her. Fighting a war was also very mentally taxing. She had to replenish her nutrients. He poured oil and slowly boiled the sugar. After a while, the sugar changed color and the fragrance floated out.
The surrounding soldiers who were looking at them inhaled the fragrance. However, no one came forward. No one wanted to share the food. This was a meal for the general so that he could lead them to victory.
Zhang Xiaobao took out pepper and a few other seasonings and stir-fried them in the pot. He looked at the cut meat at the side and sighed, "Ai ~! It's not easy to get some pork here. I'll just make do with the wild pork. I've already marinated it with white pepper, starch and wine. The fragrant Red Braised Meat needs to be cooked slowly. It will only taste good after two hours. "
Wang Juan leaned against a tree and rested while thinking about what the enemy would do. Occasionally, she would look at Xiao Bao who was making the Red Braised Meat for her. She revealed a happy smile. During this period of time, Xiao Bao had taken the time to make good food for her. He would do whatever he was told to do. He never felt that he shouldn't listen to a woman just because he was a 'man'.
The surrounding soldiers were also envious of General Wang. Although men didn't cook much, the little young master's food was really delicious. Just by smelling it, it was fragrant. When they heard the people from the logistics camp calling him, it seemed that the little young master had a higher status at home. They didn't expect that he would not fight for power with General Wang and would do whatever he was told to do.
This kind of 'man' was not easy to find. Yes, a 'woman' like General Wang was also not easy to find. When the little young master was at home, would he be bullied by General Wang who could command him?
As everyone was thinking, one person unconsciously said it. Zhang Xiaobao was watching the fire. When he heard this person, he turned his head and asked, "You haven't married yet?"
This person was shocked and thought that he was doomed. Why didn't he guard his mouth and let the little young master hear it? He quickly shook his head and replied, "No, my family is poor. I can't talk about a wife."
"Oh! Don't be afraid of being poor. We are poor, but we are not poor. You fought with your life in Tubo. When you go back, you won't be poor anymore. For those who fought with my little madam, if they died, their families would double the compensation. If they were alive, they would also receive a large amount of money. When the time comes, I will help you find a wife.
You have to work hard, "Zhang Xiaobao said gently to this person.
"Okay, okay." When this person thought that he would have a wife in the future, he immediately felt embarrassed. He lowered his head and blushed. But in his heart, he felt that something was wrong. He had clearly offended the little young master. Why would the little young master be kind enough to find a wife for him?
Zhang Xiaobao did not expose him. He looked at this person carefully and remembered this person. If this person could really go back alive, he would find a wife for him. The kind that was good at fighting. Let's see if this person would still badmouth him.
Another person at the side joined in and said to Zhang Xiaobao, "Little young master, I already have a wife at home. I don't know if I can get a concubine when I go back? My cooking is not good at all. "
"I don't care if you get a concubine. If you have the ability, you can get one yourself. I will teach you how to sing a song, okay?" Zhang Xiaobao looked at this person and said.
"Okay, okay."
"I will sing and you will remember. Maybe I will say goodbye! Won't ~ come ~ back ~ again, do ~ you ~ understand ~? Do ~ you ~ understand ~? Maybe ~ I'll ~ fall ~ down and never rise again. Do ~ you ~ still ~ want ~ to ~ wait ~ forever … "Zhang Xiaobao sang the song with a slightly altered melody to the man, and the people around him also listened.
"Little young master, I thought about it and decided not to find a concubine. The one at home makes clothes that fit me very well. Everyone in the village praises her. They also say that I am very lucky. I won't marry, I won't marry."
"If you don't marry, then rest. You still have to kill enemies. Dignity needs to be exchanged with blood." After Zhang Xiaobao finished speaking, he added some firewood under the pot. He turned around and went to Wang Juan. He squatted down and massaged Wang Juan's head.
At this time, Wang Juan was almost done thinking. While enjoying Zhang Xiaobao's massage, she said to Zhang Xiaobao, "Xiao Bao, you sang really well just now. Why don't I change the military songs that I learned before and teach them. It can also improve their morale."
"Okay, but the premise is that you have to make more money so that you can give enough money to support the army. In the end, the Tang Dynasty couldn't raise an army and there was chaos. The soldiers listen to who is who. Let's give the money to Xiao Li and let him take it out. Then the army will listen to him.
I like him more. He is very tough when dealing with the outside world. If we follow him, we can fight a few more wars. In the future, your family will eventually be separated. You can't always follow my family. You need to build your own family. Your younger brother will be supporting your family in the future. You need to have a good reputation so that you can protect him before he can start his own family. "
Zhang Xiaobao thought that most of the content of the lyrics was different from what it was now. For example, the love of the motherland. The people now listen to who raised them, especially the soldiers of the various regional commanders. This is not good. They need to centralize power. Money. Everything needs to be done with money. They also need to use Li Longji's name. Otherwise, they can start an uprising.
Wang Juan also agreed with Zhang Xiaobao's suggestion. In the future, they will fight whoever is not satisfied. Weak countries don't have diplomacy. They need to occupy more land and get more resources first.
"You can decide how to earn money. This time, I am prepared to cripple Tubo. I will make sure that they will not be able to recover within ten years."
"Kemukehu's 6,000 men have retreated. They are retreating in different battalions. What is he trying to do?" Zhang Xiaobao asked the information he just received when he heard about the war. "What else can he do?
Shuiyun is not back yet. When it comes back, let it go to Kemukehu's side to take a look. He must be gathering the cavalry. He wants to use 6,000 men as bait to waste our horses and arrows. It is too obvious. He is smarter than Tatamatu. He knows how to use bait. He probably knows that we can only use light cavalry to fight against light cavalry. "
Wang Juan was very familiar with this kind of thing. There were many examples. For example, during the tank battle at Station 2, they could stop their own tanks from moving and let the enemy constantly look for suitable places to attack to deplete the enemy's fuel. Would a tank without fuel still be a tank?
Zhang Xiaobao was relieved when he heard that Wang Juan had a plan. Compared to Wang Juan, Kemukehu was still inexperienced.
By the time Zhang Xiaobao finished cooking the Red Braised Pork, everyone had rested enough. Wang Juan had a good meal and ordered the 3rd Cavalry Battalion,
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