The Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 of the sixth year of Ruian.

"Marshal Qiyu, Deputy Marshal Rongwei, General Wan Shoujiang, and General Sun Qingfa have cleared all the remnants of the two divisions! More than 70,000 captives have been taken to Ganzhou! ”

Wan Buhai, who was scanning the sand table, slammed his palm, with a look of relief on his face: "Great, I finally got an exciting good news after fighting for so long!" ”

"Kong Desi, Wei Mingxing, they went to fly the kite of the reinforcements of the royal court of Spies, how is the situation now?"

The scout sighed helplessly and shook his head regretfully: "There hasn't been a scout who has been in contact with the army of the two generals yet!" It's been almost a month and a half, and the two generals only brought 30,000 cavalry, but the Turkic reinforcements had 120,000. ”

"I wonder if these 30,000 brothers have already ........"

Wan Buhai's face sank: "No need to say it again, Ben Shuai believes that the two of them still have 30,000 brothers!" ”

"These 30,000 brothers are the elite of the elite selected from the Six Guards, and they all returned from the Western Regions with the Duke of Dingguo, and they have refined their riding and archery skills with the people of the Western Regions!"

"War horses are also excellent war horses selected from the Western Regions, and it is a matter of course that they can't defeat the Turks, and if they want to fight and retreat at the same time, the Turks may not be able to do anything about them."

"All the fine armor, bows, and blades of my Northern Expedition army have been concentrated on them!"

"Ancestors bless, your children and grandchildren must return safe and sound."

"Report, dozens of small tribes under the jurisdiction of the Western Turks on the Hetao grassland have united together, with more than 100,000 troops!"

Wan Buhai's face was calm and wandered in the big tent: "Sima, how much grain and grass have we seized along the way?" ”

"Returning to the marshal, it is enough to support the recovery of the Hetao grassland, we have gone deep alone along the way, and we have already completely cut off contact with the brothers of the grain and grass troops!"

Wan Buhai breathed a sigh of relief silently, and did not show a relaxed look, for the handsome man can never show his heart to the brothers under his command.

Neither joy nor sorrow can be used.

"It is enough to have enough food and grass, and the remaining tribes, large and small, have nothing to fear, although they are united in one army, they are fighting separately, and the order cannot be effectively implemented."

"As long as you eat the rest of the tribe, the Hetao grassland will be recovered!"

"It's been two years, and it's finally working!"

"Report, Marshal Qiyu, I have contacted the scouts of the two generals of Condes, and now they are repairing in the direction of more than two hundred miles northwest of us."

"It's great, the old man knows that the ancestors will not watch their juniors repeat the mistakes of the past and bury their bones in a foreign country."

"Quickly send an order to the two generals, the brigade has cleared the remnants of the enemy, and will come back immediately to join forces!"

"Order!"

Wan Buhai did not ask the 30,000 brothers who went to fly kites on scouts, and how many men and horses were left in the 120,000 Turkic enemy army.

He was afraid that he would get an unacceptable number.

30,000 to 50,000 still has the strength to fight, Wan Buhai believes in the group of howling wolves that have followed Liu Da Shaoxi's expedition.

But 30,000 against 120,000 enemies, Wan Buhai had no bottom in his heart.

He is the generalissimo of the Northern Expedition, the backbone of the Northern Expedition army, and he must comfort the military hearts of the soldiers.

But who will calm his heart?

One general is incompetent, and the three armies are exhausted.

Wan Buhai was afraid that he would become the general of the three armies.

"Jiang Lei, how many shells do we have?"

"There are only more than 150 shells left in the Flying Thunder Cannon, there are not many flowering shells left from the previous ones, and there are more than 220 solid shells left."

"Just like Brother Fang Cai said, the lone army is too far deep, and there are no supplies!"

Wan Buhai glanced at the sand table again, and beckoned to the few remaining generals: "Ben Shuai originally thought that the battle would end in half a month, but he fought for more than a month, Ben Shuai was incompetent, and now there is finally a result, and Ben Shuai is finally relieved." ”

"Marshal, you must not blame yourself, the Turks don't dare to fight with us in a short battle, if it weren't for our sacrificing life to chase and intercept, let alone end the battle, whether or not we can go back alive is a question!"

"Yes, Dashuai, we are mostly foot soldiers, unlike the Turks, who are mostly cavalry, how can two legs run more than four legs."

"That's it, many cavalry brothers sacrificed their lives to support the speed of their retreat, and finally annihilated them!"

"The time and place are favorable, we only occupy the time, and we have already achieved fruitful results, so why should the marshal blame himself."

Hearing the comfort of the brothers under his command, Wan Buhai's heart finally felt better.

"Brothers, let's not talk about the past for a while, let's talk about the next war."

"You see this is where we are now, the surrounding dozen Turkic tribes are scattered, and Ben Shuai was still worried about which tribe to take first!"

"It's good for them, just get together by yourself, that's okay, the provincial commander will take you to run around and eat them one by one!"

"According to the scout's report, the Balu tribe is the largest of the dozen tribes, with the largest number and the most abundant pastures."

"This is the camp of the Balu tribe, you look at the terrain on the sand table, the Balu tribe has long rivers on the left and right, and there are hills, it is an excellent terrain."

"According to the Turkic people's habit of respecting the strong, they will definitely converge to the Balu tribe and join forces."

"If we want to eat the Balu tribe, we must take a detour back to the hills northeast of the Balu tribe."

"There are two reasons, one is that this hill can be used as a shelter, so that our army can get closer to the Balu tribe!"

"Second, most of us are foot soldiers, and occupying the high ground can reduce physical strength by charging the foot soldiers, while the Turks will consume a lot of physical strength!"

"This is the other, my northern expedition army first occupies 30% of the territory, so there is a 30% chance of winning!"

"Just listen to the big handsome, attack in a roundabout way, and annihilate all the tribes on the Hetao grassland in one fell swoop!"

Wan Buhai shook his head silently: "The tribe on the Hetao grassland is not worried, what Ben Shuai is worried about is whether the 120,000 people and horses of the Western Turkic royal court who flew kites in this cup of Kong Desi will also take advantage of the situation to get involved." ”

"If it is mixed in, the Turks will have 220,000 men and horses, but now we have more than 10,000 brothers killed in battle, and 20,000 or 30,000 wounded soldiers!"

"There are only about 150,000 brothers who can go to war, and in the face of 220,000 Turks, they will either be defeated or victorious!"

"There may be fewer than a handful of brothers who will eventually return home."

"300,000 brothers followed the old man on the expedition, and there are not even 50,000 left, does it matter whether the so-called victory or not is victorious?"

Wan Buhai said a word, and everyone fell silent.

They all knew in their hearts that what Wan Buhai said was the truth, and there were less than 50,000 victories left, was it still called victory?

"Report, Qiqi Dashuai, there is a one-armed Turk outside the camp, who claims to be Hu Yanyu, the envoy of the Eastern Turkic Huyan Royal Court, saying that he has something important to meet Dashuai!"

Wan Buhai and the others were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the soldiers who were kneeling on one knee.

"Emissary of the Eastern Turks?"

"Exactly."

Wan Buhai stroked the beard above his chin in confusion.

"The old man has never dealt with the people of the Huyan Royal Court, what did someone suddenly come here during the war."