The Qin army, in the big tent of the Chinese army.

Now Ying Zheng, Bai Qi, and Meng Fu are sitting here, quietly watching the performances of Meng Tian, Gu Nan, and Han Xin. As long as nothing goes wrong, the trio won't stop them.

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Of course, the center of the camp is the sand table, there is a sand table as a whole, and there is also a sand table in a certain area, and every moment the old sand table is removed and the new sand table is replaced.

A large number of staff officers were thoroughly used during this war, and their tasks were very important.

With the sound of the radio, they need to translate the information at the first time, display the information on the sand table at the first time, and report the information to the place as soon as possible.

And Han Xin's performance is very surprising, he uses his performance to tell everyone that geniuses are really different from ordinary people!

Even if you try, you can't keep up with me!

This is the case at this moment, although he is only eight years old this year, but at this moment he is standing in the middle of the camp, dealing with all the gathered information at the same time, and giving answers at the first time.

"Suzaku 160 Commander Mo Ao telegram: to solve, request instructions!" a staff officer shouted.

As soon as Han Xin's eyes opened and closed, a dynamic topographic map of the war appeared in his heart, and after the staff officer shouted this, the map was updated again.

In a breath, Han Shin understood the current situation. Then the order was given: five thousand meters to the southwest, our army and the enemy had an encounter, and the enemy numbered about 3,000 people...... Hanshin!

The information was transmitted, and it took three breaths to translate it into Qin language, and it took three breaths to translate it into the corresponding radio waves again.

Han Xin took a breath to think, and another breath to give the order. When the order was delivered, Mo Ao couldn't help but gasp.

He is the second generation of the Mo family, and he is no stranger to the radio thing, and he can completely calculate the time it took for Han Xin to convey this order - one breath!

One breath of time, only one breath of time, this Han Xin is really a genius!

Above the ground was the 600,000 army of Great Qin, and in the sky were more than 200 Vermilion Birds, each of which had at least one innate master. On top of some enlarged and bold Vermilion Birds, there are even masters at the level of grandmasters and great grandmasters.

They use state-of-the-art firearms, state-of-the-art grenades, state-of-the-art bombs, and state-of-the-art radios, commanded by eight-year-old Han Shin.

There are more than two hundred Vermilion Birds, and Han Xin is conveying orders with almost every breath, but there is not a single wrong order!

Such a genius, such an operation, the scalp of Meng Fu is numb to watch!

Han Xin points soldiers, the more the merrier, and the reputation is well deserved!

Even when he looked at Gu Nan with Meng Yu, he also felt a lot of emotion, it was this tactic proposed by this tomboy to add a radio station to each Suzaku and set up an information station.

Take advantage of the information superiority of the Qin army to eliminate every scout of the enemy, make them deaf and blind, and the situation ten miles away can only rely on guesswork and intuition!

Thinking of this, Meng Tian looked at Meng Tian, at this moment, Meng Tian is sitting in the camp of the Chinese army, responsible for the overall movement of 600,000 troops, this responsibility is really important. And Meng Tian has not lived up to Meng Fei's expectations, and has done a good job so far.

Although it doesn't look as amazing as Han Xin and Gu Nan, it is so eye-catching, but Meng Tian is stable enough, the 600,000 army is like an arm, there is no mistake, seeing this, Meng Tian nodded with satisfaction, worthy of my grandson!

"Okay, they can't help it! This time there is a big fish, it is Li Valve's Li Shentong, he is the only grandmaster on Li Valve's face!" Gu Nan said excitedly.

The scouts would be killed as soon as they left the camp five miles away, and any sober general knew that it would not work like this, but their scouts were really no match for the Qin army, and they could barely run away as soon as they appeared.

Even if there are a few lucky ones who can go back as fast as they can, what about the commands? What about the orders that should have been conveyed?

Because of mutual vigilance, Yang Guang was in the middle army, the left army was Li Yuan, and the right army was Li Mi. Their great camps were not grouped together, but were thirty miles apart from each other.

This distance is nothing in normal times, but after the Qin army launched an information war, the distance of thirty miles became a moat, and they could no longer communicate with each other.

Not only that, but once the army left the camp and went to garrison elsewhere, there was no news of it.

Are they all dead?

It can't be, it's too short to be like this!

So how do you restore communication?

How can we restore contact between the armies?

Send more scouts!

Or even send light cavalry directly, or even send a formed army to be responsible for arraignment?

But what awaits them is still missing!

"According to intelligence, dividing the enemy into small groups and constantly dividing and encircling them, this method of warfare has extremely high requirements for intelligence and the quality of the soldiers, can you still hold it, junior brother?" Gu Nan said with concern.

Hearing this, Han Xin shook his head directly, his eyes almost lit up: "It doesn't matter, it's just more than two hundred Vermilion Birds, I can hold it, and it feels like I haven't reached the limit yet." I really don't know where my limits are. ”

"They were divided into the left, the center, and the right. Each has a ghost, and the distance is enough for thirty miles. Millions of troops are gathered together, and the battlefield alone stretches for hundreds of miles. ”

"The scouts who kill them are to cut off their eyes and cover their ears. Without intelligence, our army can easily fight more and fight less. ”

"Divide and encircle, constantly create local advantages, accumulate small victories into big victories, and hit the morale of the enemy. When we get to a certain point, we win. ”

Speaking of this, Han Xin shook his head: "It's a pity that they are not stupid, if it is fast, tomorrow will be the decisive battle, even if it is slower, the day after tomorrow is the time for the decisive battle to begin, you can't think of the enemy too stupidly." ”

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Three hours later, it was already dark, and Li Yuan stood alone outside the camp tent, looking at the moonlight in the sky, speechless for a long time.

The big birds in the sky look like Qin Jun's, and with these big birds, all the plans are in vain. And now the news of the clan brother Li Shentong has not come back.

He's a master of the Grandmaster, has even he lost a trace?

Returning to the barracks, looking at the sand table in front of him, listening to the advice of the generals, Li Yuan was unprecedentedly bored, how could the battle be like this?

What to do?

Decisive battle!

Quick!

Only a swift decisive battle can resolve the impasse in front of us!

The Qin army of five hundred cavalry can easily swallow it, and they can also mobilize the army to fight more and swallow it all, but what about the three hundred thousand Guanzhong soldiers?

This night, Li Yuan only slept for less than an hour.

This night, Li Mi only slept for half an hour.

He and Li Yuan made the same decision - a decisive battle!

As for Yang Guang, he drank silently all night, he didn't sleep at all, and he also made the same decision - a decisive battle!

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