Li Yanzhao didn't know what to do when Han Ning brought him here, and he didn't know what to do. The Guangwu army entered the Jincheng camp, and Han Ning did not see the military master Du Jie first, but called him first. Li Yanzhao felt that there must be something extraordinary.

However, due to the huge difference and gap in identity, Li Yanzhao is also inconvenient to ask questions at this time. I had to look at Han Ning who was smiling and groaning with a slight embarrassment. I was nervous.

"The last time I was with my uncle, I heard some clever ideas from General Li Bairen. Now that the situation is dangerous, I wonder if there will be a magic way to break the situation again? Han Ning looked like an old man, stretched out his right hand and stroked his beard under his chin, and said with anticipation.

Li Yanzhao clenched his fists and knocked on the ground, and said solemnly: "The last general thinks that the only way to do the current situation is to capture Di Dao and strengthen its city, use it as a stronghold, lead our army back, and buy time for the transfer of the wealth of the people in Longshang." When the army returns, we can only hold on to Jincheng, consume the enemy's sharp energy, food and grass, and wait for the time to counterattack! ”

"Why can't our army take the initiative to attack and find the enemy for a decisive battle?" When Han Ning heard Li Yanzhao's strategy, he frowned and said. He is young, and he is in the good years of pointing out the country and inspiring words. Naturally, he is unwilling to live in a corner. The idea of expanding the territory and making contributions is almost rooted in his heart, making him no longer plan the future of his golden iron horse all the time.

"According to the report from our army sentinels, the enemy besieged Sangbi by no less than 50,000 people. Combined with all the current situation in the Longxi area, after Liu Zhao pacified Chen An, this dispatch of troops is definitely not trivial. ”

After a pause, Li Yanzhao said again: "According to the judgment of the last general, this time Liu Zhao will conquer Longxi, and his army will not be less than 100,000!" And our army is the elite of Jincheng here, plus the elite of our army trapped in Sangbi and Jicheng, there are only less than 20,000 people. Sun Tzu said: 'The husband is even, with one blow to ten, and he is gone.' 'At present, if our army can hold the barrier so that the Zhao army cannot cross us and attack the land in our state, the two sides will be evenly balanced. ”

"If you force your attack, most of the enemy troops will be light horses, and they will be as fast as the wind. Our cavalry was not only small in number, but also far inferior in speed to the enemy. If we don't notice it, it will be a situation where we will hit ten with one blow and then retreat! I hope the chief thinks deeply! ”

Han Ning looked quite worried. He pondered for a moment, then nodded solemnly and said, "General Li Bairen's advice would have been weighed. Later, the generals will be convened in the big tent to discuss what strategy our army is currently making, and we will make a decision after the military discussion is obtained. ”

Hearing this, Li Yanzhao could only solemnly and respectfully clench his fists as a salute, and then under Han Ning's gaze, he silently retreated, turned around and went to arrange the camp and stables for his corporaries.

Han Ning looked thoughtfully at Jincheng in Henan, and repeatedly chanted a place name: "Di Dao, Di Dao ......"

At the same time, in the dense forests in the mountains of Longxi, there were several remnants of soldiers walking through the mountains and forests. They apparently walked in the mountains and forests all year round, and each of them climbed over the mountains and mountains, as if walking on the ground. Walking through the mountains and forests, the soldiers at the end of the team still held long branches and held a lot of dead leaves in the forest. When the army had passed, they carefully covered up the long footprints behind them with branches and dead leaves.

Several long columns marched separately, and from time to time the soldiers, who were unable to walk because they were wounded, collapsed on the trunks of the trees on the side and rested. Not long after, he was pulled up by the familiar robes in the rear army and continued to move forward.

There are also soldiers who are not cared for, and they can only gradually lose consciousness in the passage of time, and then become a dry skeleton in the mountains and forests.

This remnant army was busy fleeing for their lives. Therefore, not all of these robes who have died in the forest can be taken into account. Therefore, on the one hand, the brigade that was panicked and accelerated to flee, and on the other hand, it was unable to continue and fell to the remnants of the forest, outlining a ghostly scene.

The leading general quietly looked at the robe that followed him here, and his heart was mixed. He walked silently into the woods, followed by a few loyal guards, watching his slightly stumbling back, towards the men in the forest who had fallen under the trees, or had lost their breath, or were faintly panting.

When he walked under a tree that was only the size of a bowl, he saw a familiar face. The owner of that face was a loyal subordinate who had followed him very early. He watched him grow step by step in the army, step by step from an ordinary soldier to a captain, a captain, and a team leader. Later, he became a grassroots general who was the backbone of his army.

And now, that face looked at him blankly, eyes wide open, but lifeless. It seems to be a silent questioning and accusation. The captain he was so familiar with, not saying a word at this time, just looking at him vacantly and blankly, had already made the heart of the general with a helmet and armor twisted like a knife.

The general crouched down, trying to comfort the loyal man by the hand. However, when his hand reached into the opponent's left arm, which was placed on his knee, he only pulled a sleeve. And the sleeve has long been soaked in blood, and now, in the general's hand, he only drags a piece of dry and empty sleeve that has been soaked in blood and then dried.

"Dayes, where's your hand?" The general panicked, raised his head in a trembling voice, and looked at the wooden face. However, no voice responded to him. The owner of that countenance, still staring at him with empty and deep eyes, looked at him expressionlessly, just like Fang Cai.

"Great!" The general stretched out his blood-stained hand and shook it vigorously on his shoulder a few times. The face was still expressionless, but as the general swayed, the empty and unsparked eyes were tilted to the side.

Seeing the lifeless appearance of his subordinate, as he shook, his head seemed to be uncontrollably turned to the side, but the general was even more panicked. He stretched out a hand stained with dark red plasma and reached under the subordinate's nose to probe a little, only to find that the subordinate had long since lost his life.

The general couldn't help but feel sad, he trembled and stretched out his hand, gently lifting his subordinates' eyelids. As if he was afraid of disturbing the sleep of this loyal subordinate in his life, the muscles on his face twitched constantly, and the corners of his eyes were already steamy. Then, slowly, he closed his dead eyes for this long-dead subordinate.

The surrounding forest was quiet, whether it was the wounded soldier lying in the forest, or the loyal guards who followed more than a dozen steps behind the general, no one stepped forward to disturb his remembrance of the deceased loyal subordinates.

"Liang Wenyuan! Bring your men to bury these dead Tongze in the forest, and then take all the wounded away! The general stood up and said to the captain of the guard a dozen paces behind him with a sad expression.

"General......" The captain of the guard took a few steps forward, then exhaled, and then stood in place without saying a word.

"If there is any difficulty, you might as well say it." The general stared at the captain of the guard, who was full of embarrassment, and then asked.

"General. Behind him, the Huns have been chasing after us. We are so trekking through mountains and rivers, and the speed is not fast. It was only by virtue of the geographical advantage that they could get rid of the Huns, who were mainly cavalry. If the dead are buried here, and then the wounded are brought forward, they will be forced by the pursuers. ”

"How far is the pursuer?" The general raised his eyes again and looked around at his loyal subordinates who had fallen in the woods, dead or alive, and asked with a look of impatience.

"Just a sentinel came to report. They had already entered the mountains, and now there was a vanguard of several hundred men, within twenty miles of us. Liang Wenyuan looked embarrassed on his face and said softly.

"Hurry up and bury your dead robes. So I ordered the rest of the men to come and take away the wounded. The general pondered for a moment, and then said categorically.

Hearing that the general gave such a firm order, the captain of the guard named Liang Wenyuan could only clench his fists to accept the order, and then turned back to greet his subordinates, and marched forward to the forest together, and began to collect the bodies of those dead robes.

Then, an order quickly spread throughout the army: "Ride horses, generals, all dismount and walk!" Give up your mules and horses to your wounded soldiers! ”

This order spread throughout the army, and just as the officials were in an uproar, they saw the general leading a horse and immediately carrying a captain who was wounded in the leg. The captain was forcibly helped onto the horse, and at this time he was uneasy in his heart, and when he saw that many of the generals who were still on the horse were looking back at him, he couldn't help but bow his head in shame.

However, when the grumbling officials saw this, they couldn't help but shut up, and then quietly got off their horses, and let the soldiers next to them put the wounded robes on the back of the horses.