Frank Lampard is the Inspector General of the 7th Division and today is the fifteenth day of his transfer to Golden Bone Mountain. When Wenxue MiM raided the border in Anrong, Lampard's troops also suffered a lot of losses, more than half of the whole army was killed and wounded, and before he was transferred to the Golden Bone Mountain, he was replenished a little, and now he has 2,000 men under his command.

When Frank Lampard received the order, the first thing that came to mind was not where the Golden Bone Mountain was, but who he had offended again. Being inexplicably defensive, because of the more mouth-to-mouth relationships, is a very common thing for Lampard, and he has long been used to it.

"Alas, they enjoyed themselves in the city, but they got me to a place where this kind of bird doesn't lay eggs, and it's been half a month, and not even a bird has ever flown off. The sun goes down for another day, go to sleep!" Lampard muttered, and was just about to return to the camp when he heard a loud sound of horses' hooves, and he stopped again, wondering who it would be.

Suddenly, Lampard discovered that it was a shock array, and at the very front of the array was a one-eyed ugly man, who was rushing towards him with a mace in one hand.

"Fuck, I won the lottery this time, it's an iron cara!"

"Enemy attack!"

The guards at the front screamed and panicked. Some of the soldiers took out their weapons and rushed up, while others threw their hands and turned and ran.

The mace was like a scythe in the hands of the Grim Reaper, and every Imperial soldier who approached him was smashed by him to the point of blood and flesh, and his brain was flushing. When many soldiers saw his cruelty, they threw away their weapons in panic and fled for their lives.

Tiekla's eyes widened, and he led his beast legion to the barracks without stopping.

"Team up and take on the attack. Frank Lampard slashed several retreating soldiers before he finally managed to regroup. Recoil towards the Ironkla.

"For the honor of the mandala, rush. Frank Lampard led the pack towards Ironkla with his broadsword, and in his panic he didn't even find his horse.

Ironkla smashed Frank Lampard's scattered phalanx apart with a few maces, and he looked at everyone now as if they were worried. He's going to smash everyone's heads, and only blood can make him feel better.

"Boom!"

Frank Lampard's broadsword collided with his mace, staggered and slashed down an Anrong man, sending Lampard on his horse. But before he could get around, Tiekla's mace smashed back.

"Poof!" Lampard's head bloomed into a brilliant blood lotus, and this time, he didn't need to guess who to offend.

"Kill me, and leave no one behind. Tiekla said ruthlessly.

The battle situation was completely one-sided, and the soldiers of the 7th Division were screaming and panicking, throwing away their armor, weapons and flags, and they had no combat strength at all. Hitting the back, the men of the Beast Legion had almost put away their weapons, and directly mounted their horses, trampling the soldiers of the Seventh Division into pulp. This is no longer the world, this is hell.

"Report to the Legion Chief, the 7th Division of the Golden Bone Mountain was attacked by the Anrong Beast Legion, and the whole army below Governor Lampard, 2,000 officers and soldiers, all of them were killed in battle, and none of them survived. ”

"Got it. Sumentar gritted his teeth.

When Hu Wei got the news that the Golden Bone Mountain was lost, his face was quite calm, this was the ending he had already guessed, and now it was just a confirmation. He was willing to care about whether Sumentar would immediately order the dispatch of troops to retake the Golden Bone Mountain. However, he waited for a long time, and did not see any troops out of the city, and it seems that there will be no more.

The next thing was exactly the same as Hu Wei had expected, Anrong 200,000 troops, camped on Golden Bone Mountain, and completely cut off the passage between Linggui and Dongdu. Linggui has now become a lonely city.

Handsome tent, Hu Wei was once again summoned by Sumatar here. In the middle of the tent, there was a huge military map, and the swords, bows and arrows placed around it were shining with cold light, with a trace of blood.

"Sure enough, as you expected, the 200,000 troops of the Anrong people set up camp in the Golden Bone Mountain. Sumendal sat high in the manager's seat, looking down at Hu Wei who was standing under the tent.

Hu Wei looked up at the towering Sumadar, and a hint of longing shot in his eyes. Not to Sumendal himself, but to Sumendal's position. That handsome position is the starting point of his dream and the first step of his dream. It's a pity that he's still far from there now.

Hu Wei wanted to ask why Sumandal didn't follow his own strategy and defend himself heavily under the Golden Bone Mountain. But he wouldn't ask this, he wasn't so stupid to question the boss's use of troops in person. And when things have happened and the results can't be changed, ask these questions, what do you want to prove?

After Sumendar finished sighing, he didn't speak again, and the tent became very quiet for a while. Hu Wei didn't speak, he was waiting, waiting for the purpose of Sumendar to find him this time.

After a long time, Sumentar set his fugue gaze on Hu Wei again.

"Hu worried. ”

"The end will be. Hu Wei straightened his waist and looked at Sumendar.

"In your opinion, how should our army deal with the people of Anrong now. Sumental asked.

"Cut off the grain. Hu Wei said three words with certainty. This was something he had thought about a long time ago, and he should have said it together with the plan to set up a big camp in Golden Bone Mountain that day, but unfortunately Sumathal didn't listen to all his words that day. But speaking out now is even more important than saying it that day.

"Cut off the grain!" Sumental repeated.

"Yes, not only to cut off the grain channel, but also to break something that can be broken. Such as baggage, communication, and so on," Hu Wei replied.

"Be specific, what you think. Sumentar sat up straight and listened.

"Yes, sir. From the point of view of the last general, although the army of 200,000 troops of Anrong invaded our Qingzhou this time, although the military strength is strong, it also has its weaknesses to be found.

There are clouds in the book of soldiers: where the method of using soldiers, thousands of cars, thousands of leather cars, 100,000 armor, and thousands of miles of food. Then the internal and external expenses, the use of guests, the material of glue paint, the dedication of the car armor, the daily cost of thousands of gold, and then 100,000 teachers.

Anrong's 200,000 troops fought in the hinterland of our Qingzhou, no matter what the battle situation was, the consumption of food was a large amount. They suddenly sent troops this time to pursue their speed, and the grain and grass they brought with the army were certainly not much. The Anrong people have been stagnant before, I think it must be because of the lack of baggage in the army and the lack of siege weapons.

What about the amount of siege weapons that Anrong has now, we will ignore it for the time being, but they don't have enough food and grass, that's for sure. Grain and grass are consumables and need to be used every day. The consumption of grain and grass in a day by the 200,000 army is huge, and it is definitely not something that can be solved by transporting it once or twice.

Therefore, the problem of grain and grass should be their biggest problem now. As long as we cut off their food routes, even if they have an army of 200,000, they will not be able to cry out. ”

"You're right. Sumandal agreed. In fact, Sumathal also deeply sympathized with the problems mentioned by Hu Wei. Although there is a large amount of military rations in Linggui City, the food and drink of 80,000 horses is also the biggest headache for Sumatra.

Sumatar pondered for a moment, then stood up from his position:

"Hu worried. ”

"The end will be. ”

"I will make you a general who has no grain, with the rank of general, leading an army of 3,000, and arbitrarily cutting the burden of grass and grain!" Sumadar shouted.

"Run out of food!" Hu Wei heard that his head was big, it was a good thing to be promoted to a general, and he led an army of 3,000, which was even more valuable, you must know that the general general only has 1,000 people, and the governor has only 3,000 people. However, this is a matter of cutting off grain and grass, but it is a fatal task, and if you don't get it right, you will have to be 'glorious'. Hu Wei proposed this plan, but he did not design it for himself. After receiving this order, the fate of the Seventh Division of the Golden Bone Mountain, if it is not done well, is a portrayal of itself.

"It's fate, it's fate, it's really fateful, come up with a plan and trap yourself in. Hu Wei said secretly in his heart.

Sumentar looked at Hu Wei's face uncertainly, and suddenly turned cold: "Why, you want to disobey." ”

Hu Wei's whole body was shocked, knowing that he was in a state of confusion for a while, and he was exposed to the surface.

"The order of the Legion Commander will be fulfilled by the last general. Soldiers take protecting their families and defending the country as their duty, and they die on the battlefield, and they are shrouded in horse leather, and the generals will never say anything.

The last general just felt that this 'general who ran out of food' was not very capable of showing military might. Hu Wei said in a sweat.

"Well, I see. Sumadar was relieved.

"And what do you think is the most imposing name?"

"'Immortal Bird Special Combat Team', I don't know what adults think?".