Zhang Dabiao watched Tang Zongfei do it himself, clean up the scum in one place, and put it aside, he had mixed feelings in his heart, strange people have strange habits, Li Qingyuan and Li brothers are like this, Tang Zongfei and Tang Young Master Tang are the same.

Glancing at Song Junyi, who was already napping in the handsome position, Zhang Dabiao always had a question in his heart, and he didn't vomit or be unhappy: "Tang Shenlu, the general fought against the Huns, and he lost more than he won many times over the years, and most of them focused on defense, why is his prestige so high in the Zhenbei Army?"

Just now the nine generals in the Zhenbei Army called for wind and rain, brave and good at fighting, the Zhenbei Army and the Xiongnu battle victory battle is also mostly a local battle commanded by the nine generals privately, logically speaking, General Song should be criticized a lot, but the reality is just the opposite, if the three border armies say who has the most stable position, not the general of the Zhenbei Army, if it is because the old general and the empress dowager are cousins, Zhang Dabiao will not believe it.

In response to Zhang Dabiao's question, Tang Zongfei smiled and stared at the map of the two Liaos hanging in the big tent of the Chinese army: "The Weishui Alliance, the Xiongnu have crossed the Great Wall and hit Weishui, only three hundred miles away from Tai'an City, who beat the Xiongnu back to the grassland?"

"It's General Song. Zhang Dabiao opened his mouth and said, since he came to the Zhenbei Army, the cautious side of the character of the big boss of Phoenix Mountain has decreased, and the bold side has exploded, and the IQ seems to be a little insufficient: "Tang Shenlu, the villain doesn't understand what you mean." ”

Tang Zongfei glanced back at this man whose sword skills were becoming more and more sophisticated, and his head was becoming more and more difficult to use: "The Tang Dynasty was destroyed, the Great Wei Dynasty was first established, and there were only three people who could lead the troops to fight against the Huns, one was the Tai State Domain, but the Western Front General Hong Longjia, and the third was our old Song general, but the first two fought with the Huns, and on the premise of not hurting their muscles and bones, it was difficult to push the Huns back to the Huns and exchange them for my Great Wei Anning, so I mean that the old general is good at fighting, not only good at defending, but also good at attacking." ”

"Good at attacking?" Zhang Dabiao frowned: "But the old general has ...... in recent years"

"I didn't know much before, but I recently looked through the case of the Zhenbei Army and re-reviewed the battlefield of the year, every time the old general transferred troops, how many enemies were defeated in each battle, every choice on the battlefield, the opponent's habits of leading the troops, and his temperament, whether he advanced or retreated, all of which were carefully calculated. Tang Zongfei opened his mouth and said: "The Great Wei is stable, and the old general began to play a big game of chess in the Zhenbei Army, creating a conservative posture for the Xiongnu and gradually solidifying the thinking of the Xiongnu. In recent years, in order to occupy the Central Plains, the grassland began to absorb the Central Plains people, and the old general also had his own strategy, and he completed his work in a battle, and defeated the Huns in one fell swoop, and never had the harm of the grassland. ”

Zhang Dabiao suddenly realized that this is the case, how can it not be admirable and admirable to spend decades creating the illusion of being good at defending and not attacking, just for the last battle.

Walking in front of Song Junyi, Tang Zongfei put on a blanket for the old man with gray temples, Song Junyi closed his eyes and muttered: "I just don't know if this old bone has the opportunity to wait until that time to command that big battle." ”

Tang Zongfei patted the old general's hand inappropriately and uncharacteristically: "Yes, it will." ”

I don't know if he was asleep or awake, Song Junyi smiled: "This is really the best sycophant I've ever heard." ”

The general of the Zhenbei Army called himself "I".

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A small group of thirty scout rangers roamed out of the large group of Rouran Iron Cavalry, each with two mounts, galloping on the grassland at night, and they kept an eye on the movements of the Zhenbei army.

Scout Chief Wu Lihan kept wondering in his heart, when did the Zhenbei Army, which was as weak as a sheep before, be so bold that it should lead the steppe wolves to a decisive battle in the two Liao, how to say it in the Central Plains dialect, it is really beyond his strength, and the mantis arm is used as a car.

Possessed on horseback, Ulihan drove the grassland horses, flying like the wind, the night in front of him spread out, and there was darkness ahead, but he was illiterate and knew that it was the direction of the Central Plains, and everyone in the rich Central Plains could write their own names, which was a matter for the most learned people.

Suddenly, Ulhan smelled a hint of danger, and hurriedly lowered his head to his horse, a crossbow slashed against his scalp and pierced into his companion behind him. With his years of experience, Ullihan knew that he could not retreat, so he slammed the horse's belly and rushed forward at a faster pace, drawing his back scimitar at the same time.

A ride onto the face, Wu Lihan can see the identity of the other party from the other party's clothes and armor, the Zhenbei army scout, can't help but show a mouthful of snow-white teeth, Wu Lihan turned sideways, half of his body has left the horse's back, and the opposite Zhenbei army scout rushed head-on, the grassland scimitar and the Zhenbei army scimitar collided, bursting out of a burst of sparks.

Wu Lihan couldn't help but smile, his wrist flicked, and the gesture of holding the scimitar turned into a horizontal grip, a simple horizontal stab, piercing into the abdomen of the Zhenbei Army scout, sure enough, it was still a group of guys who didn't have a long memory, a hundred tricks to try, the smile had not yet converged, he suddenly felt a cold neck, and I don't know when, the Zhenbei Army scout, whose intestines had flowed all over the place, inserted a bright dagger into Wu Lihan's neck.

With a pop, Wu Lihan and the scout of the Zhenbei Army fell to the ground at the same time, the latter was already dead, the former was lying on the ground, blood kept coming out of his mouth, with white blood foam, his legs and feet were twitching, he inhaled air in a big gulp, his lungs were so hot and painful, how could this group of Central Plains sheep be so fierce, and then die, and die without blinking their eyes.

More Zhenbei troops poured out from the night, surrounded more than 30 cavalry grassland scout groups, the scout chief Wu Lihan died, deputy scout chief Qingger gave an order, more than 30 horsemen collectively drew their scimitars, and under the order of a charge, rushed to the Zhenbei army like a steppe wolf, not afraid of death.

And the Zhenbei Army also charged collectively at the same time, after a round of charge, only half of the more than 30 horsemen remained, the second charge, then less than half, the third charge, only Qingger remained, the fourth charge, Qingger drowned in the tide of the Zhenbei Army.

The Hun scouts were all killed in battle, and the Zhenbei army was killed and wounded more than 50 people!

Picking up the horses left behind and carrying the corpses of their companions, the Zhenbei army disappeared into the darkness from the new, and the horses that were attached to their dead masters stood still, and they were also stabbed in the neck with a knife, and died on the spot, and then they were eaten away by the wolves waiting from the darkness.

War is never beautiful.