Zhou Yi stood on his horse, with tens of thousands of Eight Banner soldiers behind him, and in front of him was the retreating Hicks Elf army.

If the army of the Eight Banners gathers, Hicks, the old fox, will have to peel off his skin if he wants to run. Zhou Yi looked at the retreating elven army and thought in his heart, the whip turned gently in his hand.

The movement of tens of thousands of cavalry naturally made the elven army nervous, and Prince Hicks sat unmoved, and the defensive position he arranged in the rear army would definitely not attack rashly with Zhou Yi's astuteness. In that case, what's there to be nervous about!

General Simpson led the personal guards to the rear, and the rows of heavy infantry with large shields moved slowly, and the half-elven cavalry did not dare to act rashly, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Let's go! Go back to Manchuan Pass!" Zhou Yi saw Hicks put on a turtle formation, and he really had nowhere to put his teeth, so he had to turn the horse's head and prepare to turn back to Manchuan Pass.

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves faded away, and it was not until they could no longer be heard that all the elven soldiers were truly relieved. They have not fought such a humiliating war since the landing. The soldiers who fled with Admiral Simpson said that these half-elves were demons, that they were devils who had sold their souls to the dark gods. How do ordinary elves defeat the devil?

Prince Hicks barely smiled at the corners of his mouth when he heard his subordinates report that the half-elves had withdrawn. In his heart, he was worried, this Zhou Yi was really terrifying, and he didn't take any risks! In the future, it would definitely be an obstacle to the empire's conquest of the Eastern Continent.

When Zhou Yi slowly withdrew to Manchuan Pass with the Zhenghuang Flag and Zhenghong Flag, in the north of Manchuan Pass, nearly 130,000 half-elf cavalry were also heading south. And further north, the four legions of the Qinling Empire were also coming in the direction of Manchuan Pass.

These four legions are the Imperial Guards Legion, the First, Fourth, and Sixth Legions, and Zhao Mu commands the whole army as the commander of the Guards Legion as the eldest prince.

"Marshal Gong Hao, the army is traveling forty miles a day, and the speed is too slow! If it goes on like this, I'm worried that Manchuan Pass will be lost!" Zhao Mu rode on a jujube red war horse, his face showed an anxious look, and he was very dissatisfied with the marching speed of the three major frontier regiments.

Marshal Gong Hao is the Generalissimo of the Imperial Town, the commander of the First Army Corps, and the deputy marshal of the Southern Aid Army. The man was in his sixties, with a white beard under his chin, which was neatly combed. He was born in the Imperial Military Academy, and he is a scholar of the Holy Dao University and a master of military studies.

"Your Highness, the speed is not slow! The movement of the army is complicated, and the grain and grass must move with the army, so the speed must not be too fast, lest the baggage troops cannot keep up and there will be mistakes on the road. In addition, if the march is too urgent, the horses and soldiers will inevitably be tired, and when they reach Manchuan Pass, they will also go to three or four percent, even if they become tired, what is the use? His Royal Highness has been exercising in the army for too short a time, and it is understandable that he does not understand this!" Marshal Gong Hao said earnestly to Zhao Mu, the nominal commander, but this tone was really not respectful, and his perfunctory attitude was overflowing.

Zhao Mu frowned, he was really dissatisfied with this guy from the military academy, but he was helpless. Almost all of the generals of the three frontier regiments were born in military academies and courts, and they had no reverence for the royal family at all. But this time they went to the aid of Manchuan Pass, they are the absolute main force, and I must listen to their opinions. If only Zhou Yi were here, with his resourcefulness, he would definitely be able to solve the current problem.

The more he thought about it, the more Zhao Mu felt that Zhou Yi was outstandingly talented, and the more he missed this big brother Zhou.

"The Seventh Army Corps let Baiyue County without a fight, and the Ninth Army Corps suffered heavy losses outside Manchuan Pass, and Lone was really worried about the safety of Manchuan Pass. With two crippled legions stationed at Manchuan Pass, resisting the million-strong army of elves, no matter how you think about it, it is unreassuring. Once the Manchuan Pass is lost, the empire will no longer be in danger in the southern counties, and the southern counties are not only the important places for the empire's grain endowment, but also the important places for the Shengyuan to be born, so there must be no loss!" Zhao Mu could not refute Gong Hao directly, so he had to tactfully emphasize the matter, especially the interests of the Holy Court.

Gong Hao frowned, and he was even more dissatisfied with this eldest prince in his heart, was this threatening himself, or threatening the Holy Courtyard!

"What the eldest prince said is wrong, what Marshal Gong means is that our army must also preserve its combat strength when it goes to aid Manchuan Pass, otherwise how to deal with the enemy when it arrives at Manchuan Pass!" Gong Hao didn't speak, but Zheng Taihong, the commander of the Fourth Army Corps, interjected in a stunned way to refute Zhao Mu, and the arrogance in his words was even stronger.

Zhao Mu's eyes were firmly fixed on Zheng Taihong, this person was also an imperial marshal, born in the military academy, and one of the more than three hundred scholars of the Holy Dao University. Zheng Taihong also looked back at Zhao Mu without showing weakness, which means what can you do to me!?

Although Gong Hao didn't like these royal family members to meddle in the management of the army, he didn't want to openly intensify the conflict, not to mention that the eldest prince also brought the Guards Legion loyal to the royal family and the royal family to worship. So he interrupted the confrontation between the two, "Your Highness, there is the Generalissimo Huangfu in Manchuan Pass, presumably there should be no problem in Manchuan Pass in a short time." Well, since Your Highness insists, let's speed up the march! How about the army marching sixty miles a day?"

After speaking, Gong Hao gave Zheng Taihong another look and signaled not to argue with Zhao Mu anymore.

There are still three or four hundred miles away from Manchuan Pass, and the daily march of sixty miles is six or seven days' work, so it should still be in time. Zhao Mu estimated in his heart, and slowly nodded in agreement, and he couldn't force them to be in a hurry.

This qiē was in the eyes of Marshal Wen Jia, the commander of the Sixth Army who fell behind the three of them, but he didn't intervene, and it was better for the immortals to be silent when they fought.

Wen Jiayu is a middle-aged man in his forties, born in the Imperial Academy of Literature. He was just a saint and a scholar, but because there was really no one in the Academy of Literature who was willing to lead the army, he was allowed to serve as the commander of the corps to show the existence of the Academy in the army.

After escorting Isaia Dark Leaf and others to the imperial capital, and handing over a dry elf to the royal family through the relationship of the great prince, Chief of Staff Le Cheng hurried back to Zhao Mu's army. At the moment, following Zhao Mu's side, watching the three Saint Academy-born legion captains in front of him exchange words, squeezing the royal family, and lamenting in his heart. At present, the enemy is still intriguing like this, which is really punishable!

There was nothing to say all the way, the army slowly accelerated forward, and Zhao Mu didn't want to get involved with these guys who were eating vegetarian food. Gong Hao and Zheng Taihong were also reluctant to have more contact with Zhao Mu, so they let him go.

Manchuan Pass.

The city gate slowly opened, Zhou Yi took the lead, and nearly 40,000 troops slowly entered the city.

It seems that the defense of Manchuan Pass is also very difficult! Zhou Yi looked at the potholes on the battlements and the outer city wall, and he also understood in his heart the difficulty of Huangfu Lesheng holding Manchuan Pass.

Thinking about these things in his heart, the war horse walked through the city gate hole, and saw Huangfu Lesheng standing outside the city gate hole with a smile and looking at himself. Zhou Yi hurriedly turned over and dismounted, handed over the war horse to his own soldiers, and walked quickly to the front of Huangfu Lesheng to salute.

"The disciple is fortunate not to be dishonored, the elven vanguard army has withdrawn to Nanyue City, and Tanma has seen them enter the city until we lead the army back. ”

"Hehe, well, but I didn't expect you to force Prince Hicks' 400,000-strong army to retreat with only 40,000 horses. You, Zhou Yi, are the first to make the most of this defense of Manchuan Pass!" When Huangfu Lesheng heard the news, he originally guessed in his heart that Zhou Yi might have forced Hicks to return to the army, but at this time, he was confirmed by himself, and the smile on his face was even happier.

"The disciple didn't dare, this battle was won thanks to the brave fighting of the soldiers of the half-elf clan. After leaving the city, our army annihilated nearly 100,000 elven troops, including the Royal Knights. The secretary of the army will submit a written report to the commander for reference. Zhou Yi's temperament is now calm, and when he heard the praise of Huangfu Lesheng, he hurriedly and humbly gave up his military exploits to his subordinates.

"Well, your progress is great, and it is indeed rare to win without being arrogant!" Huangfu Lesheng was satisfied with Zhou Yi's answer, Zhou Yi already had the ability and understanding of a general, and knew how to push his subordinates and win the hearts of the army.

"Let's go, follow me back to the house, and tell me in detail about the experience along the way! Yan Junxia, Peng Yue, and Wuyangping, you are also here! Let's listen to Lord Zhou's heroic deeds, haha......" Huangfu Le Shengchang smiled and took Zhou Yi's hand and strode forward.

When passing by Ye Changxun and Xinglu Fei, Zhou Yi nodded at them, and the two immediately nodded and saluted. The army is triumphant, especially the half-elf army, and he is also honored.

Yan Junxia and Peng Yue followed the steps of Huangfu Lesheng, grabbed their shoulders when they walked past the two, and pulled them to the garrison mansion with a smile, which moved the two turtle kings beyond measure, and was flattered. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, only if the army is strong, a small race like them can be respected in front of the high-ranking officials of the empire!

Wuyang Ping fell at the end, and after ordering the sergeants of the Ninth Army to bring the Yellow Flag and the Red Flag Half Elf to the scheduled military camp to be stationed, they also quickly followed Huangfu Lesheng, and they were looking forward to that Lord Zhou in their hearts.

"Haha...... , You kid just has a lot of ghost ideas, and when you first said this kind of tactic, Ben Shuai was still skeptical. Now that you have practiced it on the battlefield, you have proved that this style of play is indeed effective! Hicks, the old fox, is estimated to be vomiting blood at that time, two cavalry teams of 10,000 people, a royal knight of 10,000 people, plus 70,000 or 80,000 foot soldiers. This is a nerve-wracking injury, no wonder he hurriedly withdrew his troops!

Stay any longer, I guess you kid can eat him bits and pieces! It's really happy, very happy!" Huangfu Lesheng's hearty laughter sounded in the garrison mansion, and after listening to Zhou Yi's detailed explanation of the actions outside the gate during this time, he forgot about the early defeat and the difficulties of the defensive battle of Manchuan Pass.

Yan Junxia and the others were also eye-opening, they had never heard of such a tactic, which really made their eyes shine.

"Hehe, but I just saw the children flying kites, and I suddenly thought, why can't I fly kites on the battlefield? So I collected war horses and equipped the soldiers with one man and three horses, just to drag the enemy to death. Zhou Yi touched his head, he was really embarrassed to be praised by Huangfu Lesheng, after all, this is also the tactics of the Mongolian iron cavalry in the previous life.

"Kite, hey, that's true! Flying a kite, leading the enemy to run, dragging the fat thin, the strong dragging the weak, the strong dragging the tired, and the whole dragging, and then turn around and strike, the elves can not be defeated!" Wu Yangping pondered Zhou Yi's tactics carefully, and muttered with bright eyes.