Qian Buli was right, when he led the troops to march ten miles in a hurry, the dynamics of the troops had been passed on to Zamuhe by the scouts of the Flying Eagle Tribe, and Zamuhe once again led the team far away.

For men, there is one thing that must not be lost, and that is face! Of course, this is a popular saying, if you go deeper, face can be interpreted as both 'dignity' and 'glory'. For Zamuhe, who rises in the grassland and crisscrosses the grassland, three consecutive defeats are a great humiliation! So much so that now he has lost his judgment, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will chase after it, he wants to regain his dignity! Chahar hinted several times that Zamuhe would retreat, after all, the Flying Eagle Tribe still has an elite army of 100,000, and the most important thing at present is to return to the grassland, and revenge can be avenged in the future. It's a pity that Chahar's correct advice annoyed Zamuhe, and he was scolded by Zamuhe to the point of blood.

It's a pity that Qian Buli and Zamuhe didn't think of one thing at this moment, failure is a double-sided blade for a generation of heroes! There are losses and gains! A few years later, when Zamuhe led the soldiers and Qian Buli to fight on the grassland, his leadership style became extremely stable, so that Qian Buli could not find a flaw in him, and finally Qian Buli was forced to choose a strategic retreat.

Afterwards, Qian Buli sighed for a long time, and he finally understood that if he could only defeat one opponent and was not sure to kill him, it was better not to fight! Just defeat him but don't kill him, and the next time you face an opponent who is even stronger than before, the experience gained from victory can never be compared to the lesson learned from defeat! If you keep repeating it, one day you will be the one who fails, no matter how big the gap between the two of you is! Money is not separated from Dawu, it turns out that the opponent is used to kill, not to defeat! Sympathy? Mutual respect? That's just the boring fantasy of the literati!

And Qian Buli's leadership style has also undergone a big change, and the use of troops has become feminine and ruthless, and before he is sure of defeating his opponent, he would rather retreat from the army to avoid the battle and bear the stigma of cowardice himself, rather than give the other party a chance to learn a lesson from failure. One after another famous generals' flowers folded before Qian Buli Shuai Qi, many of them were not convinced, but unfortunately Qian Buli wanted not to obey them or not, but to die! How can Qian Lian, who has already learned a profound lesson, give others the same opportunity again?

However, at this moment, Qian Buli couldn't realize what could happen in the future, and he was sitting in the handsome tent listening to Wang Rui's report with interest.

It turned out that Wang Rui's forward troops had also made a rapid march, and the scouts on the front road, after shooting a few suspicious people who were trying to escape, found several rows of deep rut marks that had not yet had time to be covered. After the news reached Wang Rui's ears, he immediately ordered the entire cavalry squadron to go out, chased down the rut prints, and soon caught up with a convoy escorted by more than 40 people.

After a short exchange of shots, half of the more than 40 people were shot dead, and a few who escaped were also captured alive by Wang Rui, and a full ten carats of baggage were seized.

As for where these burdens came from and why they appeared on the snowfield, Qian Buli and Wang Rui and others all knew it in their hearts, and Qian Buli commanded the troops to assemble and return to the ranks, and at the same time ordered Ren Shuai to torture the prisoners.

Taking advantage of the disorganization of the southern army, Zamuhe ordered the guards and light cavalry to storm a round, but this battle can only be regarded as a small friction, and Zamuhe, who was the pioneer in the past, may have been afraid of the mysterious weapons of the opposing generals, so he did not lead the charge of the team, but stood far behind. And the guards light cavalry also lost their momentum, and after only a few rounds of fire from each other, they quickly broke away from the battlefield.

The two armies marched forward together in such a strange way, judging from the normal sequence, Zamuhe's guards light cavalry was more like a rear team that could not leave Qian, and the cavalry team squeezed by Du Bing's men near the arrow camp of the Chinese army looked a little nondescript.

It is still an early encampment, arranging antlers, setting up stumbling ropes, digging pits, building arrow towers, watchtowers, and sentry fences, these are all tasks that require strength and time, and you want to omit? On the battlefield, omitting comes at a cost of life!

"Your Excellency." Ren Shuai and Wang Rui walked into the tent together: "Those prisoners were beaten to death and fainted many times, but no one was willing to confess, and they kept saying that they would go to the cabinet to accuse us of torture to the merchants. ”

Wang Rui said: "My lord, I estimate that they are all dead soldiers under He Jiongming, and I can't let them speak." ”

"The punishment should also pay attention to both grace and power." Qian Buli raised his head: "I've finished beating you, it's time to save them once." ”

"Save them? How to save? Wang Rui looked at Qian Buli in surprise.

"Send a few men dressed as Assassins, kill one of them, and then send soldiers to rush in and drive the Assassins away, if they're not stupid enough, I think they'll make a wise choice."

"I see, sir." Ren Shuai saluted, turned around and wanted to leave.

"You come back for me, let Wang Rui do this." Qian Buli hurriedly stopped Ren Shuai, this guy is a little clever, but it is true that he has a violent temperament, let Ren Shuai do these delicate things, Qian Buli is really worried about whether Ren Shuai will poke out the basket.

If an alien assassin wants to assassinate someone in an army, it is almost impossible, but if it is acting, it is much easier. Two men in black clothes and pants, also masked with black scarves, slipped into the makeshift tent where the prisoners were held, in addition to the four prisoners tied to wooden posts, and two guards on night duty were sleeping on a small table.

"Shhhh One of the men in black raised his index finger, and several prisoners glanced at each other with a look of surprise and joy in their eyes.

Another man in black crept forward, moved to the two soldiers, and knocked them unconscious with the hilt of his knife.

"Your Excellency ... Why save us? We are only merchants, and our property has been confiscated by the black hearts of the officials, and we have nothing to repay you. One of the captives asked cautiously, tentatively in a low voice.

A man in black walked up to him, suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and the dagger in his hand slashed between his neck, and immediately a blood line rushed out.

The other three captives were shocked, and before they could say anything, suddenly a shout came from outside the tent: "There are assassins!" Someone, there's an assassin!! ”