Of course, Yang Li didn't say anything about Tuoba Bao'er, but the girl shouted very realistically, grief-stricken, and a few bright tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, and even Yang Li himself was about to believe it in an instant.

Hold steady, if you behave too aggressively at this time, the majesty of the big leader will not exist, and it will be known to Mao Mei when you go back.

So he had to dismount, came to Bao'er, and said viciously: "What are you going to do?" ”

Bao'er said twice, lowered her voice and said, "Big leader, why don't we make a deal?" ”

"You don't have anything I want." After that, Yang Li swept his eyes on the girl's steel-plated chest, which was really as flat as her back, and the meaning was self-evident.

A trace of shyness flashed in the girl's eyes, but her hand was very sharp, and she grabbed the corner of Yang Li's clothes and didn't let go: "Let's destroy the black blood clan together!" ”

Yang Li pursed his lips: "I will naturally go to trouble them after a while, so I don't have to cooperate with you." ”

The girl hurriedly said, "Yes, we can help a lot." ”

Yang Jiao said that you are going to be locked up by your cousin, how can you help, and don't you want to rebel against them, why don't you even have a subordinate.

Bao'er said that her subordinates are all powerful, but they are all at the forefront of resisting the black blood clan, and the rear is naturally invisible.

The eldest cousin said angrily: "Your gang called Hanako is also powerful, don't think that your ragtag army can resist the black blood clan, if you didn't anger a few of the black blood leaders, they wouldn't have attacked us every once in a while!" ”

Bao'er had bruises on her forehead, and retorted loudly: "If we don't fight, won't they come?" Think about it, what is the purpose of their aggression? It's to steal our food, to reduce our population, and even if I don't go, they will come! ”

As soon as the two quarreled, Yang Jiao understood.

The two leaders of the Tuoba clan, Tuoba Kan and Tuoba Keng, belong to the conservative faction, and after being defeated by the black blood clan, they returned to their homeland with their clansmen to multiply, but tried to make friends with Jiang Wanzai and coexist peacefully.

Tuoba Bao'er is a radical, not only does not support peace talks, but also keeps going to the vicinity of the Black Blood Clan to fight guerrillas and sabotage.

The Blackblood Clan still follows the usual practice of attacking nearby tribes.

The Tuoba brothers felt that it was all Bao'er's reason, and Bao'er felt that this was an inevitable event, and they could only fight back, not softly.

So the Tuoba clan is in a semi-split state, in general, the people who support Tuoba Bao'er are in the minority, fortunately, they are relatively young, and there is a momentum and enthusiasm, to put it bluntly, they are not afraid of death.

Yang Li stopped Tuobakan and Tuobakeng's rebuttal, and just asked, "Just answer whether this girl is telling the truth." ”

The two eldest cousins looked at each other and nodded.

They didn't want to teach Bao'er a lesson, but Yang Jiao just rushed into battle in a wave, and beat most of the soldiers of almost one of their tribes to the ground without blood, this kind of combat power is by no means comparable in retrospect.

So Tuoba Bao'er was let go again under Yang Li's instructions, this time for the sake of safety, the girl's neck was tied with a hemp rope, and Yang Li pulled it in her hand like a dog, with the girl's tearful eyes, tattered clothes, put it in modern times, anyone who sees it will feel that it is playing some kind of evil game.

According to Bao'er, her men were hiding in a forest closer to the Black Blood Clan, and she only needed one cloud-piercing arrow, which was a thousand troops to meet.

Yang Jiao drove the two Tuoba brothers away at that time, we don't need conservatives, Bao'er's war maniac is the most in the interests of my Los Angeles, even if they don't do anything, they can contain some hostile forces, which means that the Los Angeles offensive will be carried out more smoothly in the future.

The team headed west into the woods, following a looming path, cutting away shrubs and weeds, and there was indeed a camp deep in the woods.

The camp is enclosed by a wooden fence, and on the left and right of the entrance are small watchtowers, made of arm-thick logs, about three meters high, covered with thatch to shelter from the rain. Looking inside from the camp gate, there were five or six wooden houses, and in the middle was a bonfire, with faint green smoke, and a log on top of it, which passed through a wild deer or wild boar, and the aroma of roasting could be smelled from afar.

There was a sentry standing on the left and right of the arrow tower, armed with bows and arrows, vigilantly watching the movements around him.

Tuoba Bao'er motioned for everyone not to come near yet, and the owl chirped twice, and then heard the people on the watchtower answer with the same name.

Yang Li was stunned, we are so close, these two sentries didn't mention it if they didn't find it, and they actually had to use a code reminder to come back to their senses, if any tribe sent dozens of people to touch it at night, kill the sentry, and launch an attack, it would not be a wave to take it.

In short, Bao'er's warriors looked weak.

Entering the camp, Yang Li found that there were more than 40 people here, all of whom were young boys and girls between fifteen and twenty-five, saying that they were fighting guerrillas, but it seemed that the weapons were scarce and the physique was not very good.

It's not so much a war camp as a certain class going out to camp and have a good time.

Bao'er didn't notice Yang Jiao's thoughts, and introduced him to the leaders of the rebels very seriously, and took out a very abstract map, and began to formulate the next war plan in a big way.

The teenagers of the Tuoba clan were very happy, because suddenly a large group of people came, all riding monsters, and the weapons in their hands were extremely sophisticated, and they immediately rushed up to communicate.

Bao'er saw the combat effectiveness of these people, and hurriedly shouted that they were bad people and controlled the teenagers.

To be honest, Yang Jiao had a little hope before coming over, even if Bao'er's guerrillas were not at the same level as the hunters of the Gray Wood Clan, how could they have the combat effectiveness of the Lieshan Clan, now it seems that at most, they can gather and bully the old farmers who farm the land, and even the militia in the village may not be able to defeat them.

It's better to give up, the girl's goal is grandiose, the motives are good, and she herself is quite clever, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, these people have not yet completed the transformation from civilians to hunters, let alone soldiers.

After coming to the barbarian era, Yang Li had seen some clans that could fight.

Mo Jiaocheng's group of people had strange origins, and they also made some kind of spear phalanx, but in terms of discipline and organization, that small army was the strongest.

The black blood clan, Jiang Wansui's own warriors, have excellent endurance and explosiveness, and they don't want to die when they fight, if it weren't for Yang Li's tricks, there was really no way to resist, they even dared to attack the wooden fort, and they almost succeeded.

As for the Xuanyuan clan, in between, there are not only good organizational discipline, but also brave and senseless warriors, but in fact, the comprehensive force is the strongest.

But the people in the woods camp in front of them were still far away from the soldiers.

Taking a step back, even if Yang Jiao had the intention to train them to combat effectiveness, it would require material supplies and time, and it would be extremely difficult to achieve in this small forest, next to the border of the Black Blood Clan.

Moreover, Yang Li felt that as long as the spring passed and the north of the Yellow River entered a dry and mild climate, then the best time to start a war would be.

With the existing combat strength of Los Angeles, the heavy infantry served as the backbone, and the hunters formed an archery team to provide fire support from the flanks.

If the cavalry is well trained, it can tear through the enemy's line head-on, and if the level is not enough, it is easy to implement the iron ingot tactic around the back.

Yang Jiao didn't hide it, told Bao'er truthfully about his thoughts, and said girl, give up, it's not me who fights you, your force is really dispensable, if you don't believe it, when the war ignites, you just come to watch the battle and see how cruel the real war is, and how everyone fights with their lives.

Bao'er always has a lot of wit, but military training does not rely on cleverness to comprehend and understand on its own.

Mankind has fought wars for 10,000 years, and it was only thousands of years ago that it began to summarize in a regular manner, recording various tactics and training methods, which contain not only the content of word of mouth, but the traces left by the blood and life of the dead soldiers in the past 10,000 years.

Tuoba Bao'er thought for a moment and sighed: "Okay, big leader, you're right. ”

Yang Li felt that she still had something to say.

The girl pulled Yang Jiao to the corner: "Otherwise, since our two cousins don't want to fight with the black blood clan, why don't I join Los Angeles, these more than forty people will listen to me, as long as you don't treat us as hard labor, you can do whatever you want, what I want, just when the time comes to attack the black blood clan, can I make a contribution, do you think it's okay?" ”