"Master Hou..."Geng Changsuo rode back, a little out of breath.

As soon as Jing Weihou raised his eyes, he saw that his entire body was soaked in blood, and the long knife in his hand also had a lot of gaps, his heart softened, and he asked, "Are you injured?" ”

Geng Changsuo grinned, shook his head and said, "No, the blood on my body is all Yueren..."

Jingweihou breathed a sigh of relief, but his tone returned to his previous sternness: "How about that?" Did the harassing team find out? Defeated no. ”

Geng Changsuo bowed his head and said: "That team of people is extremely cunning, they don't fight with our army at all, we run as soon as we catch up, and as soon as we retreat, they will bully them again, I really can't figure it out, and then I didn't care, and led my brothers to chase for a long distance, only to finally catch up with a team of people, and slashed and killed them happily, but the rest of them ran farther." ”

Jing Weihou lowered his head and pondered for a while and asked, "Who is the leader of that team?" ”

Geng Changsuo thought for a while, his memory seemed to be a little vague, and he muttered: "The subordinates didn't see it clearly, but it seems that it is a white-haired old general." ”

Jing Weihou's tone became more serious when he heard this, "Changsuo, how many times have I told you, when you are about to fight, you must know yourself and your opponent, there are only a few generals who have the ability to lead the troops in the Yue Kingdom, if you usually use more heart, you will not be so at a loss now." ”

Geng Changsuo was a little surprised when he heard this, listening to Jing Weihou's tone, he seemed to already know who the mysterious old general on the other side was, and he was a little surprised in his heart, and even more admired.

Sure enough, I heard Jingwei Hou sigh, if Ben Hou is not mistaken, the opponent you met this time is the former deputy commander of the South Vietnamese Army, and now the leader of the so-called Chongzi Army - Liao Chong.

"Liao Chong?" Geng Changsuo had heard this name, he knew that Liao Chong was a senior general of the South Vietnamese Army, and it was rare for a senior general of his level to personally lead his troops to charge like this, because if he was not careful, he might die on the battlefield.

Jingwei Hou said: "Liao Chong is loyal to the King of Yue, but he is actually an old fox on the battlefield, and we should not underestimate this person." ”

Geng Changsuo said: "Then what now?" The other side seems to know that we are in a hurry to break out of the barrier, and have been stalling for time... The physical exertion of the brothers has always been great, and if this continues, the situation will be even more unfavorable. ”

Jingwei Hou looked up to the sky and sighed, and now he is a little helpless.

But at this moment, He Nuo, who was catching up from behind, said: "Master Hou, I have an idea now, which may be a little dangerous, but I feel that if I do this, there may be a glimmer of life, so I have the courage to say it,"

Jing Weihou turned his head to look at He Nuo, his brows moved, and motioned for him to continue.

He Nuo paused, knowing that what he said next was very important, he considered his sentence, and then said calmly: "It's not that the ambition of an adult, to destroy the prestige of his own family, now relying on these 30,000 people in South Vietnam alone, with the strength of our current wind and cloud cavalry, they are a little invincible..."

Speaking of this, He Nuo saw Jing Weihou, Geng Changsuo and others, his face changed a little, he knew that these people had always been "victorious generals", and they also had strong self-esteem and arrogance, so He Nuo hurriedly added: "That's mainly because of the long-term hard fighting, everyone is too tired, and they have to deal with the enemy's playing style like this, which is a little unbearable." But from another point of view, the enemy is playing so badly because they think we are rushing for time, we are not enough food and grass now, and we have the 130,000 troops of South Vietnam behind us, and when they catch up, it seems that we will have to sit back and wait for death. ”

He Nuo's tone in the next few sentences was a little heavier, as if to emphasize: "The reason why the 30,000 people of the South Vietnamese Army are superior in numbers is that they seem to have both the right time and place, but on the contrary, they adopt a defensive style of fighting, in fact, because the prestige of the Fengyun Cavalry has caused their fear for a long time, so they are waiting for reinforcements to arrive, but our opportunity may also come in this." ”

Speaking of this, He Nuo's tone slowed down a bit, as if he was calculating a simple calculation, "130,000 plus 30,000 is 160,000, and half of these 160,000 are Nanyi cavalry, which is actually not reliable..."

Jing Weihou's eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand a little, "Put it to death and live later?" Are you talking about that? Now that the South Vietnamese army is 30,000 men in a monolithic position, we don't seem to be able to find a way to win, and when there are more and more of them, and they are not completely united internally, we may be able to find a chance to break through. ”

He Nuo nodded, "That's exactly what it means." ”

Jing Weihou fell into deep thought, he knew that this bet was a bit big, 30,000 people were already difficult to deal with, 160,000 people, what kind of concept would it be?

However, when he saw the South Vietnamese army in the distance with a neat appearance, and saw the tired state of his soldiers, he was about to make up his mind, change his combat methods, camp and rest, and wait for his changes, but Geng Changsuo next to him suddenly reminded:

"Master Hou, our food and grass may only be enough for three days... The subordinates have already inquired in many ways, and the 130,000 South Vietnamese troops in the south are walking very slowly, and it seems that it will take ten days to arrive... What will I do for the next seven days? ”

Jingweihou looked into the distance, a little worried, but finally said two words with great reluctance: "Kill the horse." ”

Geng Changsuo's whole body was shocked, and some were speechless, because Fengyun Riding pays attention to mobility, each soldier is equipped with two war horses, and they take turns to ride to maintain the maximum vitality of the war horse, so it is feasible to kill a horse, and it will not affect the combat power of Fengyun Riding in a short period of time, but from another point of view, Fengyun Cavalry soldiers love horses as their lives, and their horses are taken care of by themselves, and they have established a deep feeling.

Jingweihou glanced at Geng Changsuo, knew the concerns in his heart, and said, "You go and give orders, I'll go back later, and talk to the soldiers for a while." ”

Geng Changsuo turned and left.

Jingweihou slowly walked towards He Nuo, he wanted to take a closer look at the young man in front of him, this time in the south, Meng Xiaochen was out of the limelight because of his horse control, but He Nuo seemed to have been obscure, did not have great achievements, and rarely spoke to offer advice, he couldn't think of the first time he made such an important proposal, he was in a trance for a while, thinking that there were talented people in the country.

He Nuolen was there, he didn't speak, his thoughts were actually still fluctuating violently, this kind of matter related to the future of the world to the battle, He Nuo can participate in it, and have a crucial impact on the final result, this feeling, He Nuo felt very strange.

But the wordless atmosphere between the two did not last long, and was interrupted by the noise and scolding in the distance.