The next day, the Hun camp was in shambles.

Outside the tent of the Yizhi Evil King, Zhi Lanping, the most trusted servant of the Yizhi Evil, looked at the losses counted in front of him, and his face was full of doubts and disbelief: "You said that our reserve materials can only support the first snowfall?

This time, the king went south with enough supplies, and the tribes and tribes that came to take refuge along the way also brought their own dry food.

A fire is just a fire that burned some slaves and herdsmen, how can it be so bad?"

"Back to the nobleman's words, the day before yesterday, when the camp was established, the king ordered all the herdsmen and slaves to be gathered in the north camp for easy management.

Therefore, the cattle and the rations of the cattle that were taken care of by the herdsmen and slaves naturally went with them to see the North Camp in the rear.

We thought that Beiying would become the logistics base of the army, so yesterday during the day, when the forward was holding the pass, most of the cattle, sheep and supplies were sent to Beiying.

Last night, under the ravages of those dozens of fire demons, the materials we prepared went to sixty percent at once, and the rest of the materials were combined with a little bit of broken brains that were not completely collected in the army, and we could support it for a month and a half if we saved a little use. ”

"So we're going to run out of cooking before the first snow falls in a month?"

Looking at the logistics officer in front of him who nodded and responded to himself, Zhi Lanping's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, this time they really lost a lot.

If we can't break through the Yanmen Pass and loot enough money and food, I am afraid that more than half of the 100,000 mouths in front of the Yanmen Pass will die in the winter outside the fortress.

And once these tribes that have taken refuge in the king begin to lose their strength in large numbers of dead people, then the king, who is already far away from Shan Yu's position, is afraid that he will not be qualified to touch Shan Yu's position after working hard all his life!

Holding the details of the losses counted in his hand tightly, and thinking about it for a long time, Zhi Lanping gritted his teeth and opened the big tent behind him.

As soon as the tent was opened, a strong smell of blood came from inside the tent.

Yesterday day, there was no result but two nobles were lost: the eagle archer Fuqu Shi, and the leader of the wolf soldiers, Hu Han Xie.

Especially the latter, this matter can't be explained at all if you don't kill a group of people, the bloodline of the twin clan cannot be defiled, even if the bloodline of Hu Han evil is not pure.

It's just that I don't know how many more people will die at the hands of the king next!

Wang Yu didn't know what happened in the Hun camp, and he didn't expect that he would happen to burn sixty percent of Yi Zhixi's supplies in a hurry last night.

After returning to Yanmen Pass, Wang Yu hurriedly washed the almost dried black and brown blood on his body, and then came to the flag stand of Yanmen Pass in high spirits.

Although last night's battle was insufficient, he was very satisfied, and after coming here for more than a month, he finally established his prestige and basic plate.

Since the 3,556 people dared to fight the Huns side by side with him last night, they should fulfill the rewards promised to them, and the guards and veterans who dared to turn back and fight with them yesterday should be rewarded even more if they dared to fight hard behind them with their heads.

Wang Yu, who is familiar with the name and instrument since ancient times, wants to make a show this time, a show that he will perform in person.

Those who are alive must have the goods and land they deserve, and those who have died in battle must be guaranteed.

Standing in front of the box containing the deed and silver, Wang Yu personally sang the promise loudly, calling the name of every soldier who followed him to attack.

The respondent stepped forward, the money and land were offered, and after singing the promise three times, there was no answer, and Quanfu, who was standing behind Wang Yu, would use a cloth bag with his name written on it to pack the portion that belonged to him and put it on the ox cart on the side.

This means that everyone in Yanmen Pass knows that Lord Wang has done what he says, and he really has not forgotten those dead brothers!

From the morning when it was still dark to the evening when it was still dark, the conference that fulfilled its promise came to an end.

This conference was actually very boring, and the four steps of naming, answering, stepping forward, and receiving the reward lasted all day.

But in the eyes of all the soldiers at Yanmen Pass, this was their most enthusiastic day.

Because Lord Wang really did what he said, the extra reward he promised was immediately fulfilled after leaving the battlefield, and even the share of the dead was not greedy for ink with a conscience, with such a Shangguan, even if Wang Yu let them rush to kill the Huns tomorrow to find death, they also dared to steal the knife to tear and kill.

A battle of temporary decisions and a meeting to fulfill promises allowed Wang Yu to instantly replace Feng He and become the de facto leader of Yanmen Pass.

The day after the fulfillment of the promise meeting, the embarrassed and angry Yi Zhiye no longer held the mentality of cat and mouse, and came to see Yanmen close this group of surrounding troops.

The suicide siege of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 3,000 was abandoned by Yi Zhixie, after all, if it was really winter, it was impossible for those slaves and untouchables to contribute their bodies after freezing to death to make up for the lack of beef and mutton.

The Huns have been intertwined with the Great Perimeter Pass for nearly a hundred years, and it would be too much to say that he doesn't know what the situation of Yanmen Pass is.

But even if Yi Zhiyi did not underestimate the strength in Yanmen Pass, he was also blocked by Feng He, who had obtained sufficient resources, from Yanmen Pass.

In the absence of external forces, Feng He, the captain of the Xiliu Battalion, was unimaginably competent.

With Feng Heding closing the Yanmen, Wang Yu finally stole half a day of leisure, and he could safely check the exercises he scavenged.

He is not a very smart person, although he has achieved success in cultivating with the help of the Ten Thousand World Beads, he has not studied much in the martial arts.

After realizing that he was not the kind of world-famous man, Wang Yu was basically immersed in his own big tent except for being busy with official business, and tried to practice the martial arts techniques he had scavenged from simple to cumbersome.

Every time he had a new harvest, he would go to the wall to compress his strength to experiment one or two, and in actual combat, he would explore the shortcomings and shortcomings of this kind of exercise.

In just one and a half months, Wang Yu learned most of the exercises in the account book.

Of course, it's just a matter of learning it once.

It is definitely not a small project to truly integrate them and then integrate them into their own inherent national art system.

However, there is a way to do it, as long as Wang Yu does not die, the most important thing is time.

In the bloody charge again and again, the Huns' invincible attitude was gone, and the large surrounding army in Yanmen Pass really used flesh and blood to block their plan to go south this autumn.

To this day, in the Hun camp, looking at the many envelopes in front of him, Yi Zhiyi is very entangled.