War, like fate, always twists and turns when people don't expect it, and Kodoman feels that his luck is terrible.

This was supposed to be a big victory, but when hundreds of strange-shaped flags suddenly rose on the opposite mountainside, the Qin army, which had been defeated like a tide, was revitalized again, although their formation still seemed to be extremely loose, but there was an incomprehensible cohesion, and the army of hundreds of people was interspersed everywhere, and there was actually echoing and communicating with each other, as if it had become a new way of fighting; Compared to the two armies lined up in a large formation to face each other, this organizational structure, although weaker, was more difficult, making it difficult for his immortal army to push forward.

Sun Bin was not a god after all, and even if he commanded hundreds of 'companies' at the same time with superhuman brain power, he could not save the defeat, but his command allowed him to buy enough time for the Qin army. When the sun set, although the Qin army paid the price of 8,000 casualties, it bought the army time to withdraw to the west bank of the Mulgab River, and Sun Bin even commanded two companies of 100 people to burn the pontoon bridge, so that the Immortal Legion could only look at the river and sigh, turning this glorious victory that should have belonged to Kodoman into a stalemate that could not be up or down.

In the face of such a result, it is destined that some people will gain and some people will think, which is a process of weaving destiny.

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When Sielder walked into Sun Bin's tent covered in blood, Sun Bin looked at the red-faced student and motioned for him to sit down and speak: "Abu Hassan has come to Xijun, saying that you have disregarded the lives of your allies and acted arbitrarily, and that the defeat of the Murghab River is your fault, what do you think?" ”

"Naturally, students are at fault. If there is no gentleman in this battle. I'm afraid that tens of thousands of soldiers will be buried in a foreign land. So Abu Hassan is not wrong. Sir is a military division, and the teacher once gave you the right to seize power in battle and kill you on the spot, and now you can cut off Syelde's head? ”

"The way to use troops into the nuances was proposed by Xijun, and it was the first time to use it for the division to prepare for many years, are you blaming me for seizing power?"

"How dare the students."

Sun Bin looked at Syrd and smiled lightly: "Xijun values you very much, and this defeat does not mean to offend you." and has pacified Abu Hassan for you; What this person wants is nothing more than interests, as long as the interests are enough, he will obediently shut up, but you don't have to worry about it. Xijun also said that the Immortal Legion started at the peak of the Persian Empire, and after a hundred years, it was the first elite of Persia. If Kodoman wants to win, then let him win. From now on, our army will only defeat battles, not win battles, and it is best to lure them to Khizmo."

"Sir is saying that if I want to be defeated all the way, it is better to defeat to the flower thorn Zimo?" Syald looked at Sun Bin with his head high, and followed Sun Bin to learn the art of war for many days, how did he not know the truth of luring the enemy into depth? The current Persian Empire is a plate of scattered sand, the governors of all provinces are waiting and watching, and no one will really work for Kodoman, so the Qin army can advance and retreat if it wants to advance in Persia, and there will be no obstacles; Kodoman's immortal army is only 30,000 men, and as long as he is strategized properly, luring him to the east can indeed achieve the effect of completely destroying the enemy, but is Kodoman a fool? The farther away from Susa, the more vigilant he will be, this plan is about to succeed, and he doesn't know how many wretched battles he will fight, and the eldest husband will do something and not do something, he doesn't want to fight such a battle.

"Xijun said, Sylde is a good general, but what he is best at is winning battles, but defeating battles is a layman, so this kind of thing is better for me to do it, but you have other things to do."

"Hehe, Sylde lost the battle, so naturally he should be taken away from his military power." Syelder sighed, he was no longer the fledgling West boy, having been in the army for so long, he naturally knew that the defeated should be punished.

"Take your elite warriors of the Western family and go to Lydia, Muxikyo and Mogina need your help. Xijun said, what you are best at is killing, and now there are people waiting for you to kill in Lydia, if you can kill his whole family and kill his bloodline, then you will be the first hero in China! In addition, Bai Cao'er will also go to Lydia soon, she is the representative of the "Daqin Times", and she will write a few articles and report some news"

"Lydia, where will the grass go?"

Syord's eyes lit up, and his heart was overjoyed.

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If Bai Dong came to the hotel in Mukaporus, he would definitely be stunned by Mogina's generosity, because this woman is simply too good at spending money, even if you add up the bitter wine flea grass and Yingshu, the means of spending money are not as good as one of her little toes.

The Bai family trading company can sell sky-high prices of high-quality spices in the Chu State, even in Lydia is a rare thing, and the Persian nobles who have come here to smell it know that this is a grade higher than the 'Dielan' in the palace of Susa, but how does Miss Mogina use it? Ever since she had chartered the three-story hotel, every room in the hotel would be lit up every twelve hours, so is it really necessary for you to light the spice in the latrine? None of the highest nobles and kings of Persia, Kodoman, had such extravagance!

The halls of the hotel are covered with the most expensive Persian carpets, which are said to be made from the legendary Golden Fleece, and under the influence of Greek legends, the best craftsmen in Persia would find the finest wool and use a special method to mix gold and silver threads into it, so that the carpet was the most expensive luxury in Persia, and it is said that when Kodoman became king, he only stepped on a small piece of five feet square. But this kind of carpet was actually spread all over the hotel by Mogina, anyway, the money of the Bai family and Lao Qin was not distressed, and now Mogina is like a fish in water, and her vanity has been greatly satisfied.

Since he came to Lydia, what she has to do is to invite guests to dinner, not only the nobles of Lydia, but also famous merchants, travelers, and scholars will be invited by her, when the curious guests enter this hotel, they see the well-dressed Muxi Kyoki butler and the lazy lady Mogina in luxurious attire, if you are lucky enough, you can also dance with this noble lady when you are half drunk, looking at her bare shoulders and slender waist, listening to her silver bell-like laughter, it is really a pleasure, Everyone wants to participate in such a banquet, and it is best to come every day.

Early in the morning, Mukaporus took a careful bath, rubbing his neck red, looking like a shrimp that was about to be cooked, and then changed into new clothes and waited respectfully to greet his guests in front of the hotel; In the past, things like this were done by his employees, but today it was an exception, for the upcoming guest was the Grand Butler of the Cambyses house.

The young lady of the Cambyses family invited her own butler to dinner in the hotel? Mukapoulus couldn't figure out the reason, but Mogina and the big butler were people he couldn't afford to provoke, not to mention that even if he could afford to provoke him, he didn't have a grudge against money, and the eldest lady's daily expenses in the store were astronomical, and if he stayed for half a year and a year, he could go to Susa to open a bigger hotel.

Two blood-red Central Asian horses pulled a carriage with a black wood bronzing carriage slowly coming, seeing the flag of the Cambyses family fluttering at the front of the carriage, all the nobles whispered, Mukaporus took a step forward, walked to the front of the car respectfully, personally opened the door of the carriage, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Mubartic, I am Mukaporus, welcome to you, it is a great honor to meet you" Although his name is somewhat different from that of the great butler, he has one in pronunciation. Mu' sound, which made Mukaporus feel very good.

"Is Methena's daughter really here?"

Mubatik didn't give Mukaborus a second look, glancing at the richly decorated hotel halls and the familiar or unfamiliar nobles, and asked coldly.

"Oh, do you mean Miss Mogina? Here she was, feasting the nobles of the city every day, and I saw the Star of Lydia she was wearing! It was the spoils of Archelson Cambyses' expedition to Rome, and only the descendants of the Cambyses family deserved it, and it could never be wrong."

"Star of Lydia?"

Mubatik's face moved: "Take me to see Miss." (To be continued......)

ps:ps: It shouldn't have fully recovered, my waist feels empty, I rested a few times in this chapter today, and at night, my left waist muscle hurts, and I have to tilt to the right to sit. However, as long as there is no problem with the bones, the light and darkness will not break.

Thanks to the generous reward of the 'Heheweilong' brothers :) Thanks to the 'Chu Zhi Mixed General' and 'Rare Copper Plate' brothers for their monthly ticket support :)