Chen Feng returned to the Xuan Netherworld, and three days had passed!

When he stepped back into the mainland, he only felt that the surroundings seemed to have changed, the places that were originally green and green were bombed into ravines, and some places that were easy to fight guerrilla warfare were plowed over and over again, and completely turned into ruins.

"Now the soldiers and horses under my command have all been reduced to pieces and turned into guerrilla squads, and it is really difficult to gather the whole army for a while!" Chen Feng smiled bitterly, facing such a situation. I suddenly had a headache.

At that time, he only wanted to retain more living power, but he didn't expect Lingrui to escape so directly, and now that he is back, he is suddenly useless.

Boom Boom –

There was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and there were at least thousands of troops.

Chen Feng's heart moved, and he hid in a shadow, silently watching the army pass by.

Before he could make a move, suddenly hundreds of soldiers rushed out and cast spells on the army, and for a while the men and horses were chaotic, and the opposing army was in chaos, and the screams and sharp horns were endless.

After a while, when the army was reorganized, this group of soldiers was like a group of ghosts that came and went without a trace, fought an ambush, and quickly fled, so angry that the leader of the army turned pale. Gritted his teeth and sent people to find this group of wild ghosts.

"Yes, the essence of guerrilla warfare. Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction, and his figure flashed.

In front of him was a big mountain, and the place where the soldiers fled was in the depths of the mountain.

"Who?"

As soon as Chen Feng entered the depths of the mountain, a surprised voice came, and then someone said excitedly: "It's Dashuai, Dashuai is back!"

The soldiers who were hiding in the jungle suddenly all came out and surrounded Chen Feng, all of them with excitement on their faces.

"Who is your chief?" Chen Feng looked at their gray faces, and he couldn't feel the spirit of the past at all, just like a group of old oilmen who were used to hiding, completely integrated into the Xuan Netherworld, and they were even more indigenous than the natives.

"Report to the marshal, our commander is General Han Zhao!" said a sturdy squad leader from the crowd.

"Han Zhao, it's just right, you take me to see him!" Chen Feng subconsciously ordered when he heard this.

"Yes, Sir!" the squad leader heard this, and hurriedly responded.

He didn't care whether his task was completed or not, and as soon as the words fell, he took Chen Feng to Han Zhao's base as soon as possible.

In the depths of a cave, through layers of reports, the news of the return of the marshal finally reached Han Zhao's ears.

Han Zhao just lay down and was about to rest for a while, he jumped up from the bed with a bang, didn't even bother to put on his shoes, and ran out to meet Chen Feng like crazy.

"Dashuai!" After so many days of guerrilla warfare, Han Zhao has completed his transformation from a general to an indigenous, and the clothes on his body have also changed into ordinary clothes in the Xuan Netherworld.

"Yes, a little spirited!" Chen Feng looked up and down, and said with a smile: "How is your battle situation?"

"Report to the commander, we are always monitoring the other side's movements, and we are already familiar with the idea of guerrilla warfare, and we have fought a total of sixty-three battles these days, including thirty-two ambush battles, fifteen anti-suppression battles, ten encirclement and suppression battles, and six frontal battles!" Han Zhao said without thinking.

"What about the casualties on both sides?" Chen Feng asked with a nodding head.

"Our side lost more than 300 people, more than 1,000 wounded, and the other side suffered more than 8,000 casualties. Han Zhao didn't think about it, and answered directly.

"That's good!" Chen Feng stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard!" Han Zhao shook his head stubbornly with tears in his eyes.

"Sure enough, only after the transformation of the battlefield will people really grow. Chen Feng heard this. There was a sigh of emotion in my heart.

If it was Han Zhao in the past, when he heard Chen Feng's praise, he would definitely make a sycophant first, and then start touting Chen Feng, but now his answer is not only concise and powerful, but also not a little nonsense, this is a steely military style.

"Dashuai, let's go in and have a cup of tea!" Han Zhao saw Chen Feng, as if he had seen a relative, and said in a continuous voice.

"Okay, you lead the way!" Chen Feng replied simply.

After hearing this, Han Zhao waved his hand behind him. A dirty soldier hurriedly ran out of the cave.

The people hiding in the basement usually have no chance to enjoy tea, and the young soldiers went out to prepare to borrow some tea from the villagers.

Deep in the cavern, in a completely hidden cave.

Chen Feng sat on the simple stone bench, raised his glass and took a sip of coarse tea, without the slightest look of disgust on his face.

"Dashuai, you don't know how difficult it was when we started fighting guerrilla warfare......" Han Zhao sat opposite, his voice choked. Tell me all about what has happened these days.

After listening to the long words like a story, Chen Feng understood what they had experienced during this time.

In short, Han Zhao came to this central area with 10,000 horses, and at first they had nothing, even looking for a hiding place for a long time, and they were surrounded by the opponent's army several times, and they were almost annihilated.

If it weren't for a fellow who was familiar with mountain roads to lead the way and bring them to the deep mountains and old forests here, I am afraid that most of the people would have died under the iron horses of the other party.

"Have you contacted the rest of your colleagues?" asked Chen Feng aloud.

"Contacted, except for the corps commanders in individual regions, everyone else is fine. ”

Han Zhao smiled bitterly and hesitated: "Dashuai, I don't think I can blame them, I can only say that sometimes it is really unlucky, I heard that there was a regiment that encountered the opponent's frontal army, and it didn't even have a chance to escape, it was directly surrounded by layers, and in the end, it would rather die than give in, and was annihilated by the other party......"

"You're right, I didn't think to blame them. Chen Feng nodded, and said calmly: "As long as we don't mess up ourselves." The other party's million-strong army doesn't have to worry about it at all. ”

"Dashuai, then what should we do now?" Because of Chen Feng's return, Han Zhao directly handed over the command in his hand.

"Has the other party been acting out of the way lately?" asked Chen Feng.

"Yes, I've heard that they want to gather forces and surround the whole mountain. Conduct a big sweep!" Han Zhao gritted his teeth and replied.

"Sweep?" Chen Feng heard this, with a bit of thoughtfulness on his face, and raised his eyebrows: "How many soldiers are there around us?"

"Less than three thousand!" Han Zhao thought for a moment and replied with a hesitant face.

"That's enough!" Chen Feng nodded, got up and said, "You give the order to go down and let the soldiers have enough to eat." Cultivate to the best state, starting tomorrow, concentrate all your forces, ambush the assembled army on the opposite side along the road, and then surround but not kill, and strive to make the other party surrender!"

"Dashuai, do you want to recruit them?" Han Zhao was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Chen Feng in disbelief.

"What's wrong with that?"

Seeing him so shocked, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth couldn't help but hook up, and patiently explained: "Our current strength is seriously insufficient, and there is no place in this world to recruit troops, so we plan for now." Only by getting troops from the other side can we have the capital to continue fighting. ”

"What if they refuse to give in?" Han Zhao didn't know what Chen Feng's head was thinking, this idea was too wild.

"Salute first and then soldier, be more reasonable, if the other party really refuses to give in, you can kill a group and scare a group, and make a posture of killing chickens and showing monkeys!" Chen Feng said word by word.

"Good...... Okay!" Han Zhao came back to his senses, his face was half suspicious, half excited.

"Let's go down and make arrangements, I want to see results as soon as possible. Chen Feng waved his hand.

"Yes, Marshal!" Han Zhao got the next operational ideas and guidelines, and his heart was suddenly settled, although he didn't know whether Chen Feng's strategy was reliable, but he also decided to fully cooperate with the commander's command, a soldier can only be a good soldier if he obeys orders.

"When will the war stop, and the heroes will be white!"

Staying alone in the dilapidated cave, Chen Feng shook his head and sighed inexplicably.

The next morning, after a full night of rest, the soldiers finally regained some combat effectiveness, and under Han Zhao's instigation, the crowd erupted in one amazing shout after another.

Chen Feng stood in front of everyone and gave the soldiers unparalleled confidence.

It is precisely because of Chen Feng. They annihilated Han Tianwei's original soldiers and horses without much effort, and now facing an army of millions, although they were a little nervous in their hearts, they would not be too timid and scared, because they knew. Behind them is Chen Feng.

"Let's go!" At Chen Feng's signal, Han Zhao waved his hand and directly issued an order.

After these days of fighting, all the soldiers have become old oils, and there is not even a sound on the field. All dressed up and walked out of the mountains in silence.

"Not bad!" Chen Feng nodded, with a somewhat satisfied smile on his face.

In the case just now, if everyone responded loudly, he would be dissatisfied, because the noise was too loud and alarmed the enemy's army, wouldn't that be a fool's behavior?

After more than half an hour of silence, Han Zhao led more than 3,000 soldiers along the mountain path and walked all the way out of the deep mountains and old forests.

In front of them was a ruin, where they had fought. Now the enemy is ready to launch a sweep, and this ruin is bound to usher in a new catastrophe.

"Stop the whole army and listen to my orders!"

Han Zhao suddenly stopped, roared behind him, and then said in a deep voice to the three squad leaders beside him, "Remember." Do you understand that a unit of 1,000 people will march in three directions, look for traces of enemy troops in a fan-shaped survey, and if they find something, immediately send out a signal?"

"Understood!"

The three of them were sure in their hearts and replied in unison.

"Very good, let's take someone away!"

Han Zhao waved his hand and personally commanded the three of them to lead the team out, and as soon as the three thousand men and horses left, the rest of the soldiers gathered under Han Zhao as his mobile men and scouts.

"Yes, Han Zhao is a talent. Chen Feng rose into the air, watching the orderly troops below travel, and felt very relieved.

He used to have a very bad sense of Han Zhao and thought that he was a sycophant, but now it seems that as long as he is given a good platform, this kind of person still has a chance to become a talent.