Every gambler has a psychology, although the probability of both is 50% in guessing black or red, but they still persistently believe that the red they buy will increase the probability of black after it appears many times in a row, because the probability of black will decrease with the increase in the number of occurrences. In such a mental suggestion that defies mathematical logic, all gamblers forget that the probability of the appearance of two colors is always 50%.

In fact, fighting a war also has a bit of a gambling flavor, the winning side always keeps calm, while the losing side keeps repeating the gambler's fallacy.

Even if Zhao Wushu, who was strong in combat, still couldn't win the large number of Zhongshan soldiers, not to mention that there were not many people hidden in order to facilitate hiding. So the situation on the scene gradually got out of control. And seeing that the Zhongshan soldiers had slowly gained the upper hand, the lieutenant began to believe that he had guessed Pang Cong's arrangement. From the beginning of the whole army hunting, to the sneaking at night, he guessed one by one, and now, he will completely defeat the Zhao army and take the Zhao army's grain and grass camp, and when the time comes, maybe he will become the general of Zhongshan Kingdom, it is unknown.

"Captain, something is wrong!" Just as the captain was in high spirits and was about to point out the country, a panicked spy ran in front of him and said loudly: "Captain, not far from the rear, I found a large number of cavalry of the Zhao State rushing towards here. ”

When the lieutenant heard this, he was taken aback, his heart suddenly stopped, he didn't know what to say, and the self-confidence he had just built up disappeared in an instant. He came back to his senses, lifted the collar of the spy, and said viciously: "You tell Lao Tzu again!" ”

The spy was startled, but at this moment, there was nothing to hide, he struggled and said: "Two miles away, I found the cavalry troops of the Zhao State, the number is unknown, and it will come here in a few moments!" ”

The spy's words once again hit the lieutenant deeply, "Damn it! How do you know that it is the cavalry of the Zhao State and not our cavalry troops? If you dare to lie about the military situation, see if I don't kill you! As he spoke, he held the spy in one hand and drew the bronze knife in the other, making a gesture to kill him and then hurry.

"Because... Because we see... I saw Zhao Guo's Pang Zi Shuai Banner! ”

Hearing this, the captain let go of his hand in a frustration, and the spies finally returned to the surface of the earth, but the whole person was too frightened to stand up. Because he clearly saw that the killing intent blooming in the captain's eyes was like a gambler with a red eye, watching his losses go bankrupt. Such a person can do anything.

And the lieutenant himself didn't know what state he was in now. The surrounding cronies also heard what they just said clearly, they knew that they had lost in this game, but there was a trace of luck in their hearts, the hope of luck, and all they heard just now was a joke.

At this moment, the lieutenant stood up suddenly, and just when everyone thought he was going to say something, he took up his knife and cut off the head of the spy just now, splashing it with blood. Everyone was shocked, and they were about to ask him what he wanted to do, but he heard the captain say: "This person is demagoguery, and he should be punished." Wait and follow me to kill the enemy and win the grain and grass of the Zhao army, so that you can return to the mountain quickly! And my reinforcements can come, and we will be able to keep everyone safe! ”

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized that this teaser was going to coerce everyone to work hard, although they were unwilling to do so in their hearts, but the land of two miles was very short for the cavalry, not to mention that the spies had been delayed for a while, so the cavalry of Zhao State would be able to reach it in a moment. Instead of waiting for death, it is better to fight to the death, or there may be a turnaround.

So, whether everyone was willing or not, they should rush into the battle group with the captain. In their view, one more struggle now is one more hope.

Suddenly, the pressure of Zhao Wushu became heavy, because the soldiers of Zhongshan Kingdom on the opposite side had begun to go crazy, they no longer seemed to care about the pain, no longer cared about death, and one by one they were about to rush through the defensive formation they had built, and the target was the large battalion behind them.

However, these Zhao warriors also showed Yan Zhao Nan'er's bloody nature, even in the face of such a disadvantage, there was still no regression, no weakness. In fact, this is a very simple truth: taking a step back is death, and further stepping is also death, rather than dying cowardly, it is better to die vigorously. This is Yan Zhao Nan'er's bloody label.

As a result, in front of the Zhao army's camp, the fierce attack and defense entered a white-hot stage. Both sides are gamblers who have lost red-eyed, and in this game, the chips are their own lives.

At this moment, there were bursts of horses' hooves on the trail not far away, for Zhongshan people, they were the drumbeat of life, and for Zhao people, these were the dawn of life. And the horses did not disappoint the two sides, and before they could fight, the knights on the horses were armed with bows and arrows, and when they entered the range, they only heard the sound of "Zheng Zheng" constantly sounding, and a rain of arrows came.

Accompanied by a rain of arrows, there were bursts of screams. The crazy expressions of the soldiers of Zhongshan Kingdom just now immediately turned sharply and became dazed, as if the ending was not what they expected, because in their consciousness, they should be the winning side, and now, they seem to be the slaughtered side.

They turned their heads in a panic to find the lieutenant and ask what had happened. But they forget that this is the battlefield, and in this gamble, everything is about life. The lieutenant understood this, so he went crazy, and the soldiers didn't understand this, so they were at a loss.

Of course, the Zhao army was not at a loss, and the Zhao soldiers seized the opportunity and hurriedly launched a counteroffensive, scattering the formation of the Zhongshan people, and the battle situation finally had no suspense.

When Pang Cong saw that there was no longer a Zhongshan soldier on the battlefield, the big stone in his heart could be regarded as letting go. Finally, he lived up to Zhao Yong's expectations, and completely cleared Fulong Mountain, which was a threat to his grain route, and was able to ensure that this place became his own grain and grass camp and grain road hub.

Looking at Zhao Guo again, although the entire battalion was full of fireworks, fortunately, it was the strong combat effectiveness of Zhao Wushu that destroyed less than one layer of food in the entire battalion, which could ensure the normal use of the army.

Of course, this Zhao Wushu army also paid a tragic price, but to everyone's surprise, after Zhao Wushu's captain ordered all the soldiers to pack up the bones of their comrades, he walked towards Pang Cong with a calm face, and said indifferently: "General, the Roll Armor Battalion has completed its task, please allow us to pack up our comrades and make routine repairs." ”

Pang Cong nodded and said, "Allow one day to be repaired, and tomorrow at this time, please gather at the camp on the Great Wall." ”

"Yes, General." As he spoke, the lieutenant turned around and led the rest of his comrades and began to collect the bones of the infantry of the Roll Battalion, hoping to help them and return to their loved ones.

Pang Cong looked at these soldiers, carefully collecting their comrades one by one, even those robes whose hands and feet were cut off and even their faces could not be seen clearly, were carefully collected by them. The next procedure, Pang Cong also knows very well, these dead soldiers of the Roll Armor Battalion will be wiped clean, and then cremated one by one, put them in a box and take them back. With the consent of the deceased's family, some remained in the camp and some were returned to the deceased's family.

Pang Cong even knew that each deceased was wearing a piece of leather armor of his own, and the inner lining of each leather armor was engraved with the name of this warrior. In other words, each set of equipment is exclusive. The purpose is to restrain one's own robes.

Every soldier of the Roll Battalion, every rider of the Hundred Gold Battalion, from the moment they entered these two barracks, disappeared from the middle of everyone's field of vision, incognito. It wasn't until the time of their horse leather shroud that people found the man's name in their equipment. Then they will be gathered in the urn, and each box that gathers the bones is engraved with the Honghu totem flag of the Zhao clan, and under each totem, it is also engraved with the sentence "Profit the country, do not seek wealth".

Pang Cong knew deeply that although he was the commander of the Arrow Ridge Battalion, he had never tamed this army, or rather, from the moment it was born, this army belonged to the Zhao clan, the monarch of the Zhao State, and Zhao Yong.

Therefore, even in the face of Pang Cong, the captain will obey him because of the task. It's just that they don't surrender to him in their hearts.

This may be the sorrow of the general, but it is the luck of the country.

"General, the battlefield is almost cleaned, there are no survivors, what should we do next?"

"Leave some soldiers behind, help the soldiers here defend for a while, and when the support troops arrive, report directly here to strengthen the guards here." Pang Cong waved away his sigh at the Roll Armor Battalion, reverted to the appearance of the wise general, and calmly arranged.

"Yes!" With that, the lieutenant general prepared to step back and began to arrange tasks.

"Come back." Pang Cong said suddenly. The adjutant general wondered in his heart, but he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and quickly turned around and asked, "What else does the general have to order?" ”

In between, Pang Cong ignored him, he walked to the middle of the battlefield, looking at the dead Lieutenant Zhongshan with resentful eyes, even at the moment of his death, he had a strong hatred. But Pang Cong, who is accustomed to seeing scenes of life and death, will naturally not be frightened. He leaned down, picked up the bronze sword beside the captain, and looked at it.

The adjutant general saw Pang Cong walking to the opponent's body without saying a word, his behavior was incomprehensible, and he couldn't help asking, "General, what else do you have to order?" ”

Pang Cong closed his eyes, opened them suddenly, and threw the bronze sword in his hand to the ground. The sharp blade of the copper sword, piercing the softness of the earth, was firmly inserted there, making a "buzzing" sound. At this moment, Pang Cong ordered: "Order, all soldiers, immediately pack up the equipment of the Zhongshan soldiers, including weapons and leather armor, and send them to the Great Wall camp, which must be delivered before dawn." ”

As he spoke, he walked in front of his horse and rode away, completely ignoring the bewildered faces of everyone.

What the hell is he trying to do?