Wuyue Army, Yan Cheng Military Tent

"Hehe~ The second son is a little restless, listen to Weichen's detailed words!" The ghost king gently removed Yan Cheng's hand and slowly straightened his robe, but he didn't answer immediately, but asked: "Second son, in your opinion, how is Mo Xuan?"

"Mo Xuan?" Hearing Mo Xuan's words, the anger on Yan Cheng's face immediately changed to gloomy, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he flicked his sleeves with feigned displeasure, and said in a deep voice: "Why do you want to mention him? Strategist, you still tell me, why do you want to recommend my eldest brother to be the boss!"

"Second son, don't worry!" The ghost king still remained indifferent, and said, "The second son will first talk about his opinion of Mo Xuan, because the decisions made by Wei Chen are all based on this. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The ghost king said so, even if Yan Cheng didn't want to talk about Mo Xuan anymore, he couldn't, after pondering for a while, he said gloomily: "Mo Xuan, insidious and cunning, cruel and violent, careless of human life....." After just a few words, Yan Cheng didn't want to talk about it anymore, I don't know if it was because he thought of the painful experience he had or because he was angry, his body was trembling slightly at this time.

Glancing at Yan Cheng, a trace of disappointment and disdain flashed in the ghost king's eyes, but he covered it up well, stood up, and said slowly: "Maybe the second son doesn't want to admit it, but he has to admit it, Mo Xuan is a heroic figure, second son, do you think Wei Chen commented on Mo Xuan like this, but it's right?"

Yan Cheng looked up at the ghost king, but he didn't speak, silently walked to the chair and sat down, bowed his head and drank tea.

Seeing this, the ghost king didn't care about him, and continued: "Although he is hostile, Wei Chen still can't help but sigh with emotion, a character like Mo Xuan is rare in Wei Chen's life, whether he is in terms of strategy, winning over the hearts of his subordinates, or in terms of battlefield command, he can't find any criticism, and it's not good to say, compared with Mo Xuan, whether it is the second son or the eldest son, or even the king of Hades, he is far inferior to him." ”

"This...."The Ghost King raised Mo Xuan so high that Yan Cheng was unconvinced, and he opened his mouth to refute, but he couldn't find the words for a while, and finally reluctantly continued to remain silent, after all, the three collisions and battles with Mo Xuan were all the fiascos of the Wuyue Army.

"After talking about Mo Xuan, let's talk about the soldiers and troops!" The Ghost King smiled and asked, "Second Son, what do you think of our army compared to the Emperor-Tibetan Army? ”

Speaking of soldiers and troops, Yan Cheng finally found a sense of superiority, and immediately said excitedly: "Needless to say, our army has 350,000 troops, and now there are more than 200,000. When it came to the strength of the army, Yan Cheng still wanted to proudly say 350,000, but when he saw the ghost king's smiling eyes, he remembered that after his defeat and two battles, the total loss of the Wuyue army was nearly 150,000.

The 350,000 troops that came from the beginning were constantly devoured by Mo Xuan, and at this time, there were only 200,000 left, and this situation only happened in just two months, and in two months, the entire 350,000 army, in the hands of Bao Qing's father and son, lost nearly half of the troops, and Yan Cheng, who was calm, was also a little weak in his heart.

Although this was the case, Yan Cheng was unwilling to admit defeat, and said strongly: "Just... Even if there are only 200,000 left in our army, but the combat strength of our army is still much higher than that of the Emperor Tibetan Army, which is composed of more than half of the recruits, if there is a head-on collision, our army will definitely win, and besides, there are still 250,000 troops in Ye Yinshuai's place, and there are 50,000 city guards in Chaocheng, how can he Mo Xuan compare with our army?"

In the end, even he himself looked up proudly as if he had been convinced.

"Collide head-on? I know that I can't beat you, who will confront you head-on? Do you think Mo Xuan is a fool like you? Still 50,000 city guards? Just those garbage who are like you every day, looking for flowers and asking willows, and bullying people, can also go to the battlefield? When your Ye Yin Shuai squad comes back to help, you will change hands in the city, this brain... Is..... Alas~"

Yan Cheng's words made the ghost king speechless in his heart, and after a while, the ghost king suppressed the powerlessness in his heart, and no longer talked about the problem of military strength with this second goods, after all, it was in vain to say it, but asked: "Second son, then do you think that now what are the chances of winning the battle with the Emperor Tibetan Army again?"

"Of course..... "Yan Cheng didn't want to think about it, he wanted to say that it was the Wuyue Army's steady victory, but he suddenly thought that the current Wuyue Army was demoralized, the people were panicked, and the commander was missing, if the war started immediately, the odds of victory were unpredictable, and he thought in his heart, his initial heart of victory was immediately shaken, and after thinking about it, he said uncertainly: "Fifth layer?"

The ghost king shook his head, stretched out a finger, and said solemnly, "Less than one floor!"

"Strategist, are you mistaken? How can it be less than one layer, although the officers and men of our army have suffered repeated defeats, but the overall strength is still there, and the soldiers are especially there, how can it only be less than one layer?" Yan Cheng retorted.

"That's right!" The Ghost King shook his head firmly, frowned and analyzed: "If Ye Yinshuai is commanded here, the odds of victory between our army and the Emperor's Tibetan Army should be in the number of five or five, plus the position of the king of Hades to stabilize the morale of the army, our chances of winning are even higher, but at this moment, Ye Yinshuai went to the iron net and the hell, and the king of Hades fell again, so this is less than one layer, it is better to say." ”

Speaking of this, the Ghost King paused, his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "At worst, our army has no chance of winning at all!"

Yan Cheng's body was shocked, surprise appeared in his eyes, he silently looked at the ghost king for a while, and thought about the ghost king's words again from beginning to end, but found that what the ghost king said was not alarmist.

At this time, the strength of the Wuyue army was about 200,000, while the comprehensive strength of the emperor-Tibetan army was more than 280,000.

Talking about morale again, the Wuyue army has suffered many heavy defeats, and its morale is low, like a bubble, and it is possible to collapse at the slightest touch, but the Dizang army is diametrically opposite, and its morale is as strong as fire.

Then talk about the main general, this is not to mention, Zhao Yun, Li Xuanba, Ma Chao, Wutu Gu and other characters in the Emperor-Tibetan Army, after many battles, the reputation has already spread outside, even ordinary people know that there are several generals in the Emperor-Tibetan Army who are like gods, and in the Wuyue Army, there are two or three generals like Shen Feng, but in comparison, they are much inferior, so it is the Wuyue Army that lost.

Finally, the commander, the Emperor Tibetan Army has the Commander Mo Xuan, who is worshiped like a god, and the military spirit is stable, and the commander of the Wuyue Army, King Yama, is seriously ill and falls, and there is a lack of leading figures.

After a number of comparisons, Yan Cheng found that the Wuyue Army lost to the Emperor-Tibetan Army in terms of commander, morale, military spirit, strength, commander, etc., so that the chances of the Wuyue Army may really be as the ghost king said, not even one layer.