At night, several thousands of households dispersed to rest.

Mu Huali was left alone in the luxurious hall, listening to the screams faintly coming from outside from time to time and the woman's crying and screaming, he couldn't help but rub his brows.

Although he has always had a reputation for killing in the Qin army, in the end, he has been to the national military superintendent and has served in the Qin army for many years, so he has a familiar and unfamiliar feeling about the behavior of the grassland tribe warriors.

This made him very exhausted, on the one hand, he was dissatisfied with the indifference of the steppe people's military discipline, and on the other hand, he clearly noticed that compared with the Qin army, the terrifying cavalry combat ability.

Of course, he understands very well that there is no such thing as the best of both worlds, and if the grassland people are like the Qin army, then there will be no army in the world that can fight against them.

Years of military career have made him very clear that no elite army can be perfect, just look at where his weaknesses are.

Like the Qin cavalry he led in the past, they were not good at fighting for a long time, and when they rushed up, as long as they were properly commanded, almost no one could stop them.

But in the endless grassland, a group of grassland warriors, under the command of a wise general, is enough to drag any elite cavalry like the Qin army to death, a day is not ten days, ten days is not a month, a month is not a year, the tenacity of the hard-working grassland cavalry is incomparable to the Han cavalry.

But the weakness of the steppe warriors is also very obvious, they are not disciplined, they often rely on the prestige of their generals to maintain their morale, once their tribe is attacked, or by their unbearable provocation, no one can stop them from rushing forward to fight the invincible enemy.

They can't be like the soldiers of the Qin army, a firm cavalry charge, that is to say, fighting the enemy head-on, the grassland cavalry will suffer a great loss, especially in the face of the Qin army, the previous marshal came to the north several battles, which also proved this.

This is what he admires the most about the marshal, who can always grasp the enemy's weaknesses, create a victory opportunity in his favor, and win the enemy in one fell swoop.

He didn't think he had the ability to be a marshal, so he could only try his best to let the steppe cavalry use their strengths, so last winter, he worked hard to formulate tactics suitable for the steppe cavalry, whether it was a field battle or a siege, they gradually took shape last winter.

It can be said that he is worthy of being a natural cavalry general, and some tactics are the most commonly used methods of Mongolian iron cavalry in another time and space.

With the loss of a general like Mu Huali, the Mongols lost more than just a good cavalry general, and it can be said that they lost an important pillar that supported the rise of the Mongol Empire.

And Mu Huali, who has served in the Qin army and began to lead the grassland cavalry to fight, will become even more terrifying, maybe inferior in terms of governance ability, but in the war, the brilliance that bursts out, even he himself, will not expect it......

The fatigue he felt now was just a little uncomfortable because of the first time he led the army alone, and his confidence would be greatly strengthened in the next battles, and finally complete the transformation from an excellent cavalry general to a wise army commander.

And the battle of Wurahai City, it seems simple, but in fact soaked in his hard work, now the grassland cavalry comes from various tribes, it is still difficult to do it like a finger, but as the war progresses, the grassland tribal cavalry will inevitably learn more things, easier to command, and he is also working in this direction.

The occasional terrible scream from outside was that the steppe soldiers were executing the party generals, and this order Mu Huali had already issued and would continue to carry it out, because he knew that if the commander was here, he would definitely do it, and he would do it more thoroughly.

It's like killing those Jurchens, Khitans and other places in the middle of the river and east of the river.

He was a little more flexible, and did not let his subordinates kill all the party members, not because he was more merciful, but because he wanted to consume these party members in the subsequent siege battle.

In terms of means, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, the commander needs the blood of those aliens to appease the people's hearts and boost the morale of the people and the army, and he wants to use these prisoners to hit the morale of the Western Xia officers and soldiers who defend the city, and use the blood of the Western Xia people themselves to open the door to victory.

In the evening, Mu Huali felt physically and mentally exhausted, but he still fought hard and asked his subordinates to bring the former master of Wurahai City, the head of the Black Mountain Weifu Military Division, Tuoba Anming, in front of him.

Today's Tuoba Anming, the clothes are in tatters, and the image of the wolf bèi does not need to be described.

The defeated are always similar, but the difference is that some people have harder bones and some people have softer bones.

Tuoba Anming, the brutal ruler of Wurahai City, the descendants of Tuoba Yixi, undoubtedly belong to the latter, this is not surprising, to this day, the courage of the ancestors of the party people, in their descendants, there are not many traces.

When Tuoba Anming was brought to Mu Huali, he saw this general who was sitting precariously and had a strange majesty all over his body.

Tuoba Anming already understood that this person decided his life and death, and when the city was broken, he actually knew that if he wanted to live, the identity of the party's noble relatives would not bring him any benefits, and it would even make him in a different place.

His only chance was that the steppe tribe was heading south to attack Xia, and he needed someone familiar with it as a guide.

Of course, it depends on how ambitious these steppe tribal leaders are, whether they want to occupy territory or come here to raid.

He knew better that such a large-scale southward movement of the grassland tribe must be inseparable from the powerful Han country in the south, perhaps...... The Qin people in the south had already begun to prepare to attack Western Xia.

In this way, if he wants to live, he will have to work twice as hard to do it.

I have to say that at such a time, I can still think so clearly that the master of Wurahai City has a heart that does not match his appearance.

Coming to the hall where he had decided the fate of others countless times in the past, he had no regard for his former honorable status, and immediately crawled to the ground, pressing his fleshy cheeks against the cold ground.

In the most flattering voice of his life, he said: "Villain Tuoba Anming, salute the respected you, and ask you to give him a chance to serve the respected you." ”

Amazingly, what he said turned out to be an authentic Naiban language, and he also had the tone of a Naiban aristocracy.

Mu Huali looked at the party nobleman who was lying on the ground like a meat maggot, and frowned in disgust, what he wanted to see was the head of this person.

But now, his mind has changed somewhat, not only because of how rich the harvest is, but also because, he thought, he needs such a person to set an example for the Tangut people, Li Xing is right, too much killing, can only make people afraid, although that will make your enemies cowardly, but to the extreme, it is possible to give birth to such a thing as courage.

So, there are people who are more useful alive than dead.

And the most important thing is that although there are many killings, they are not indiscriminate, and they often have a very clear purpose.

He learned something in the National Military Prison, in his own words, that is, to strive for victory while trying to minimize his own casualties, this is the true meaning of war......

Therefore, whether this fat guy can survive or not depends on what he can do, blind flattery, but it can't make him have the slightest heartbeat.

(The third more, the number of words is a little less, but it's better than nothing, a small explosion once, all I ask for is a monthly pass and praise, A Cao is working hard, asking for support.) (To be continued.)

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