"This kind of thing is not our responsibility, we have our own big people to have a headache. Zuo Guigui said expressionlessly, "Not in his position, not in his politics." ”

Jiang Wen was choked for a moment, his face was scornful, and he stopped speaking.

Several other officers beside him laughed quietly, but Jiang Wen heard it and glared at them fiercely.

"Hahaha..."was discovered, but everyone simply let go, and Jiang Wen's face darkened.

"Okay, don't make trouble!" Zuo Guigui scolded, he was actually thinking about the situation Jiang Wen said in his heart, and now almost all the Chinese armies on the Western Front have encountered this kind of problem.

In the past, when the army was training, there was nothing, everyone was hiding and seeking, and the natives all knew that this group of red-clothed demon deacons came out to forage for food, and they would take the initiative to retreat when they were full or did not find their prey, so their determination to resist was not very great, and most of them followed the cross policy of 'the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I come back'.

But now it is a military occupation, this nature is different, the natives who are looking forward to 'the enemy retreats and I will come back' are stunned to find that the red-clothed demon will not leave when he comes, how can this be done, if you don't leave, what should we do? Our home is still here!

Therefore, when the natives finally determined that their dreams were shattered, the rebellion that erupted was also very strong, and the bridgehead of the Huaxia Army was often harassed by the natives from time to time, although it would not suffer substantial losses, but it was disgusting, very disgusting!

In order to get rid of them, the consumption of military strength is also very serious, and the most important thing is that it does not play the role of 'curing the root cause'.

This is not the first time that Zuo Guigui has been sent out to drive away troublemakers, and the whole army is holding back a fire.

Therefore, Jiang Wen's 'disease-free moaning' just now happened to hit the muzzle of Zuo's precious gun, isn't it a pot that cannot be opened and mentioned? It is a matter of course to be scolded.

A song of hundreds of people, carrying guns and walking in orderly steps, shuttled through the forest path, and soon returned to a makeshift camp.

"Yo, precious, back?"

"How's it going?"

"As soon as you look at them, you know that you let those bunnies run away again!"

As soon as he entered the camp, all kinds of giggles came from Zuo Guigui's ears, which made him have to nod his head around and smile at them.

Let his subordinates go down to rest, Zuo Guigui went to Zhang Qiming, the deputy commander of the 13th Regiment, the supreme commander of this camp, to report the task by himself, and when he walked to the largest camp tent in the center, Zuo Guigui stopped, tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, adjusted his facial expression, and then said loudly: "Report!"

"Come in!" a resounding male voice came from inside the tent.

Zuo Guigui lifted the curtain of the door and walked in.

Zuo Guigui was just about to salute, but Zhang Qiming waved his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "It's precious, let them run away again?"

Although it is a question sentence, the tone is very affirmative.

Zuo Guigui responded with some embarrassment, and then said the whole process from beginning to end, and when he mentioned the results at the end, Zuo Guigui himself was a little embarrassed.

The third-level decapitation is indeed a bit difficult to speak, the Huaxia army is no better than some shameless armies, dare to call it a big victory if it kills two crooked melons and cracked dates, and dare to call it a big victory if it captures a small hill.

The most important thing is that Zhang Nei is not only the deputy commander Zhang Qiming, but also the commander of the 132nd Battalion, Guan Pengfei, and the commander of the 133rd Battalion, and his immediate boss Gao Guochun is there.

This Gao Guochun is not an ordinary person, this is really fierce, he participated in the Ming-Burma War that broke out in the Wanli period in the old world, and led 500 people to defeat tens of thousands of Burmese troops in one fell swoop, and destroyed six Burmese army camps one after another, which can be called the first military merit in the southwest. With this kind of solid record in the front, Zuo Guigui does not dare to underestimate the other party, even if his own historical achievements are much higher than the other party.

"Hahaha... Don't get in the way, the worst result in the north is zero eggs..."Zhang Qiming was not disappointed, but joked with Zuo Guigui with a casual smile.

"Hehe..."Zuo Guigui didn't know how to answer, so he could only 'hehe'.

"Well, you came back just in time... In view of the natives' shrewdness, Shangfeng decided to change the expansion strategy, you can listen to it first. ”

"No!" Zuo Guigui said in his ears.

"The previous strategy of complete elimination and total occupation has proved to be very cumbersome, too much energy to achieve, and unrealistic... Therefore, from now on, we must grasp the big and let go of the small, only strike at the largest tribe in the region, break them up, so that they can no longer be integrated even if the first step of the task is completed, and then we only need to choose a place with appropriate conditions in all aspects to build a city, as long as the safety of the town and the surrounding area is guaranteed, as for those natives who do not obey the king, hand over the caravan to corrupt its upper echelons, and hand it over to the Taoist priests to wash its bottom, divide it, and win it over, and our army will turn from a vanguard to a reserve. Zhang Qiming said lightly.

In fact, this new strategy is not brilliant at all, and in the Age of Discovery, the European powers played this trick in their colonies.

First use force to deter, let the natives know that we are strong and invincible, and then trade with them, dumping their own industrial products into the colonies, all kinds of natives have never heard of and never seen the 'rare things' directly dazzled their eyes, the high quality of life that they never thought of before can be obtained at the cost of 'very little', these tribal leaders, chiefs who are willing to fight life and death, enjoy a rich life, by the way sow the world is what they want, at least the vast majority of natives do not have 'foresight' , a small number of 'sober people' can't make a splash at all.

This set of sugar-coated cannonballs combined punches down, directly taming a group of hungry wolves into a herd of sheep.

Of course, in addition, there was another catalyst for the colonists: the missionaries, this class can be interspersed throughout the whole process, with their fearless spirit - which Li Kang admires the most - perseverance and strong brainwashing ability, and then completely drive this group of sheep into the sheepfold of the master's house, and from then on, day after day, year after year, a steady stream of wool, goat's milk and ... Mutton.

In fact, this trick was used in Huaxia as early as the training period, but it lacked the Taoist link, and the effect was not bad, but the cabinet and the army were too big, hoping to swallow a whale, and it turned out that their appetite was not big enough, so they remembered this 'stomach and diet tablets'.

"Then don't we have a lot of opportunities to make meritorious contributions?" asked Zuo Guigui.

"Again, the fighting has decreased in frequency and intensity, but it has lasted longer... Don't worry, you won't have to worry about not fighting for decades, and you will be annoyed when the time comes. Gao Guochun stepped forward, patted his left precious shoulder, and said with a laugh.