That's what happens on the battlefield.

Fast changing.

When the commander makes a mistake, once the opponent is sensitive to grasp this loophole, and make effective deployment.

Then the advantages you have accumulated may disappear in an instant.

The daily training of soldiers does not mean that they will be able to win on the battlefield.

What can really decide the outcome is still higher for the generals.

Excellent soldiers, combined with excellent generals, can often play unexpected results.

It may be difficult for ordinary soldiers to surprise or something with excellent generals, but the ceiling of this army will be raised a little.

And with excellent soldiers, combined with mediocre generals, then it is almost certain that the lower limit of this army will be refreshed.

Wang is not hungry and does not know whether he is excellent or mediocre.

Anyway, I feel like I'm listening well now.

From the panic at the beginning, to the nervousness later, to the comfort now.

He felt that his chances of victory in this battle had increased a little.

Not blind self-confidence, but the fact that he is like that.

The army of prisoners is inherently limited in combat effectiveness.

It has not undergone systematic training, let alone a battle formation or something, and it has been a long-term sparse existence.

In other words, 100,000 to 30,000, in the current situation, as long as there is a capable commander, from the perspective of the king is not hungry, it is impossible to lose.

If you add up these people, I'm afraid there will be no less than a hundred ways to call the other side Dad.

And the king is not hungry, and uses the most direct and effective one.

"Hehe, the outcome can be decided in a quarter of an hour!" Now Wang Bu is not hungry has long lost the panic he had half an hour ago, and the whole person is standing there with confidence, watching the battle in front of him, and talking comfortably.

"Childe, is the cavalry still arranged?" Zhang Buyi touched his head and asked.

"Arrange! Let them lose comfortably, clearly! Wang Buyu smiled slightly.

He also wants to collect some of these people, and every time he has to fight more with less, although this time the probability of overturning may be getting smaller and smaller, but there is no guarantee that it will not overturn every time, right?

Fortunately, there are 100,000 people on the other side this time, what if you meet the remaining 450,000 people in Zhang Han?

And take these two or thirty thousand people to fight?

It's simply unrealistic, no matter how awesome the tactics are, encountering hundreds of thousands of people's wheel battles, it will cost you to death.

The premise is that Zhang Han can find enough food.

"Childe, let's go up......" Zhang Buyi looked at the battlefield in front of him, and then looked at Wang Buying, and secretly swallowed his saliva, and if he didn't go on, the battle would be over.

Ren Fang's goods have now entered the Chinese army on the opposite side.

What does this mean?

It means that if they go late, they won't even be able to take a sip of the soup.

"No hurry, wait a little longer!" Wang Bu said calmly with a calm face, and his heart began to panic again.

Isn't it comfortable to be the big guy's bodyguard, stay behind and watch them fight and kill?

Sometimes Wang Buyi really doesn't understand what Zhang Buyi is thinking in his head?

Isn't it fragrant to be alive?

Why is it that every time you encounter this thing, you are always the first to think of sending you to death?

Lao Tzu said that if you have merit, you will have merit, even if you have no merit, you will have great merit, and if you have no merit, you will have great merit, and if you say that you have no merit, you will have no merit, even if it is a great merit, you are also unmeritorious.

Don't understand such a little truth?

Hehe!

No wonder some people can rise to the top, while others can't be crowned until they die.

Zhang Buyi's character, Wang Buxing also felt that if he didn't get his own light, I was afraid that he would have the same fate as the big guy who couldn't be a marquis until he died.

"Childe, you can't wait any longer......" Zhang Buyi was obviously anxious.

"Fighters, the situation, for the generals, you must stand up, sit down, take it, put it down, kill it ruthlessly, and put it steadily! Do you think now is the best time to go up? Wang Bu was hungry and said with a dark face.

If you don't teach you a lesson, you can't do it, I wanted to give a vague reminder of my face.

As a result, this product does not eat this set.

Is this a problem that you can't get into?

You are on, as the main general, this son must not follow?

What kind of martial arts does this son have, you don't have a little force in your heart?

"Childe, I have already told the brothers the news of the 100 tun chiefs, they have been training very hard during this time, and each of them has a good spirit, and every one of them is very good, it is very difficult to choose a hundred out of these two thousand, and even if I choose, some people will feel that it is unfair.

Doesn't Childe often say that you should be fair, open, and just? I think it's better to take advantage of this opportunity and let everyone speak with strength! Zhang Buyi explained with a tangled face.

The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and you can tell who you will give a hundred places to, right?

It can't be given to anyone, and it's not appropriate to give it to anyone.

Wang Buxing put forward the Three Princes policy from time to time, which made Zhang Buyi dare not engage in those black-box operations, for fear that Wang Buying would be a typical example.

After all, he has heard that the big guy likes to attack the person he trusts the most, because it is easier to deter others.

Wang Bu was a little panicked in his heart, really.

Zhang Buyi's reason, he didn't seem to have a way to refuse.

Wang Bu was hungry, and said very contrary to his will: "What this son cultivates is not those soldiers who know how to fight and kill, but those who can become generals one day in the future, let the brothers think about this battle, and ponder what is the reason for each decision of this son, and why did he choose to make this decision at that time?" When it's time for them to perform, this son will give them a chance to perform! ”

Saying that, Wang Buxing pointed at Zhang Buyi with some hatred, shook his head angrily and said: "Hey, you, I've disappointed my son too much, let's follow my son honestly in the future, let you out, I'm not afraid that my son will die if you die, I'm afraid that you will take your brothers to die!" ”

"I ......" Zhang Buyi felt uncomfortable in his heart, why did this have anything to do with me again?

What are you thinking about?

What is there to ponder?

Do you have such a talent training?

Can't you just say something if you have something?

If you have to make everyone think about it and guess it, can you improve it in this way?

Geniuses still need a famous teacher to guide us, we are a group of people who want to be the commander of the tun, and then mix a hundred generals, with a good face mixed with five hundred masters, thousands of people or something, and the luck is bursting with a military marquis, then when you go home, you will wake up with a smile when you dream, okay?

Wang Buxing: If I knew why I made that decision at that time, why would I want you to do it? I'm so busy that I don't have anything to tease you?

In the end, Zhang Buyi was still defeated in Wang Buying's eye attack, pitiful, extremely aggrieved, and nodded with tears in his eyes: "Good son......"