Chapter 31: The Weakness of a Famous General

  Another soldier said: "Sir, let's go and bring back the stone."

  Qian Buli shook his head: "No need." In the first trial, Qian Buli noticed that the stone bullet was a specially polished round stone. From a physical perspective, the accuracy of the round stone is high, and after landing, it can also bounce back and cause massive casualties. However, this kind of round stone cannot be made in a hurry, it seems that in the future, not only must we intensify our training, but also make great efforts in military equipment!

  "Du Bing, will your cavalry team fight ahead of schedule?"

  "What is called 'to take an early shot'?"

  "Just place arrows where they must pass and wait for them to come to you."

  "Adults, it won't have much effect, those prairie people are cunning, they will change direction temporarily."

  "Are the arrows we brought enough?"

  "Enough arrows!"

  "That's good!" Qian Buliave led Du Bing and several others, instructing each of them with some words, then gave some instructions to the soldiers controlling the catapults, and finally separated the catapults from Ren Jun's infantry and put them directly under his own command.

  After noon, on the flank of Du Bing's rear team, a cavalry team of nearly a thousand people appeared. They didn't rush to attack, but instead slowly trailed behind Du Bing.

  Apart from a few returning messengers, the entire Tianwei Army continued to advance slowly in silence. If they had known before the battle that they would be facing the Imperial Guard Light Cavalry, they would have been flustered and lost their composure. But now it was different - Commander Lord had easily annihilated most of the Imperial Guard with a small trick, so what's there to worry about with just these few remaining scattered remnants?

  Qian Buli, who wanted to learn from Zhou Yu and also wanted to stabilize the military's morale, finally struck a pose with his feather fan and hat, riding his horse in a grand manner. Unfortunately, he didn't have a hat, so Qian Buli could only show off his elegance by wearing a long robe, although it was very uncomfortable to ride a horse while wearing one; he also didn't have a feather fan, so he slowly pulled out a round fan from Ji Sheng's luggage and began to fan himself with it in a calm and composed manner.

  But... It's winter now, who plays with fans in winter? The soldiers were staring at Qian Bu Li with puzzled eyes until a gentle breeze blew by and a fragrance wafted from the fan. Only then did the soldiers suddenly realize that their commander was hinting that he had already captured the heart of the princess! The commander is indeed the commander, conquering the princess so quickly? Truly impressive...

  One after another, the orderlies kept passing on the latest situation from the rear to Qian Buli. However, Qian Buli's calmness was not pretended, he was indeed calm, because his opponent was Zhamuhe! The thinking of a famous general has a fixed pattern, that is, how to use the smallest cost to achieve the greatest victory! Qian Buli knew that Zhamuhe could not escape this framework.

  If it were a different general, the two sides would have already engaged in fierce battle, and Qian Buli would have been tense and focused on commanding. Although Qian Buli was confident of defeating his opponent, under the attack of over a thousand elite soldiers, his own losses would not be small either. The opponent being a famous general was actually something that made Qian Buli happy - he wanted to use the smallest cost to achieve the greatest results? Hehe... I'll make you pay the highest price for the smallest gains!

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  "Big brother! Let me take the kids and charge up!" Sticky glue looked at the cavalry team of Du Bing's army in the distance, asking for battle.

  In the avalanche, Zhan was one of the few lucky survivors. He had a good physique and woke up soon after a short coma, and he was not injured, so he quickly climbed out of the snow.

  The direct mortality rate of avalanches is not very high, some are suffocated to death, and some are due to the failure to wake up in time. When the body temperature drops to the extreme limit, there will be no chance to wake up again. Of course, regardless of the specific cause of death, it is extremely lucky to escape.

  San Kui didn't die, he was jumping behind the sticky horse, deep hatred! His name is San Kui, and there must be Da Kui and Er Kui above him, but unfortunately, they were all buried under the snow forever, not even seeing each other for the last time! San Kui's heart was filled with murderous intent!

  "The children's losses are too great, we can't take any more risks, and their formation is not chaotic at all, as if they had been prepared long ago." Zhamuhe shook his head: "Wait a little longer."

  As a leader, Jamukha couldn't show the fear in his heart on his face. He pretended to be weak and let them underestimate him, then used the princess's escape as bait to lure them into the Sunset Canyon, triggering an avalanche, anticipating his own reaction, and laying ambushes behind, driving himself deep into the canyon like a flock of ducks, all of which made Jamukha realize that his opponent was a ruthless character!!

  One of these days, this person will become a thorn in the side of the grasslands! Jamukha's pursuit this time is no longer for any princess, but to strangle his own arch-nemesis! If this person becomes a commander with an army at his command... Just thinking about it makes Jamukha feel a chill run down his spine.

  "Damn it, these southern horses are also trash!" Zhan Han muttered to himself. After escaping from the Sunset Canyon, their warhorses were almost gone, and the current horses were all sent by that person in the connected city walls, along with a large number of arrows and food, which solved their urgent needs. However, Zhan Han did not have any gratitude in his heart. He thought to himself: "Hmph! When I get here later, if I don't kill you guys, it's already good enough!" To Zhan Han, the southern people were no different from the sheep on the grassland - when they got fat, they would be eaten; the southern people should also be killed, but not too many, leaving some to grow food. The brave warriors of the grassland could come and take what they needed whenever they wanted.

  "What's good about the south besides women?!" San Kui, who was also furious, added a sentence from behind.

  If in the past, San Kui's words would have caused everyone to burst out laughing, but now, no one could laugh, each and every one of them staring at the cavalry team in front with wolf-like eyes.

  "Halt!" Zhamuhe suddenly raised his hand, and found that the cavalry in front had stopped, looking at each other's movements... Did they want to set up camp? Zhamuhe looked up at the sun hanging above his head with a puzzled expression, and coldly laughed: "Pass down the order, we'll set up camp too!"