After leaving the tent, the shouts of death became clearer.

Qian Xin had already rushed over with her little master in her arms, and she quickly called out when she saw Feng Wuyou.

Feng Wuyou took a look.

The little guy was sleeping soundly.

It was so noisy outside that he actually had no intention of waking up.

A newborn sleeps approximately sixteen to eighteen hours a day. It is normal for him to fall asleep now.

It has been some time since he was born, and the redness on his body has faded slightly, and he is no longer as ugly as before.

Feng Wuyou reached out and touched his little face gently, and said with a smile: "Your mother is going to take you to fight again~" When she was pregnant with him, she had a big fight in the temple.

It seems that the prenatal training was done well, so this kid can sleep so peacefully now.

Feng Wuyou smiled and looked at him again, then turned his attention to the battlefield not far away.

"Empress..." Nie Zheng saw Feng Wuyou coming out and immediately ran over.

"What's going on now?"

Feng Wuyou asked, and he was also observing.

Although the shouts of killing were loud, they were still some distance away from them, and they were obviously on the periphery.

This shows that their people should be able to cope with it for a while.

Sure enough, Nie Zheng said: "There are quite a few barbarians, but we can still cope with them."

Feng Wuyou nodded and asked, "From which direction did they attack?"

Nie Zheng said: "Several directions."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed in several directions: "To the west, to the side, and even to the south.

And they didn't attack together, they were divided into many points..." He introduced the situation, but he was also puzzled.

The barbarians didn't have many manpower this time, and I don't know what Xia Ao was thinking, but they actually scattered their manpower so widely.

There are at least a dozen places that serve as attack points.

"so much?"

Feng Wuyou's brows immediately wrinkled.

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, let alone someone like Xia Ao.

There must be something wrong with dividing the already limited manpower into so many points to attack.

"Don't worry, Madam, we have a lot of manpower, and we have all divided up to resist."

Nie Zheng explained quickly.

Feng Wuyou nodded. Just as he nodded, he suddenly paused.

"What did you say?"

"I..." Nie Zheng hesitated immediately. Did he say something wrong just now?

But Feng Wuyou asked, and he still said: "I said that I have arranged for the soldiers to resist separately, and they all resisted and did not let them attack."

"How many of us are there?"

Feng Wuyou asked.

She had been resting, and with Xiao Jinglan here, she didn't know what was going on outside.

She just believed that Xiao Jinglan would make arrangements to protect her.

"Including wounded soldiers who are still able to fight, the total number is around three thousand."

Nie Zheng replied.

Three thousand people, using so many people to protect one person, and on their own territory, is definitely enough.

But at this moment... Feng Wuyou pursed her lips slightly and said, "I was fooled."

What?

Nie Zheng's eyes suddenly widened.

The barbarians attacked separately, and he resisted separately and blocked them all out. Isn't this right?

Why did Feng Wuyou say that he was fooled?

"Do the barbarians' physical and weapon advantages become more effective when there are two thousand versus three thousand?

Or is it more effective when there are two hundred versus three hundred?"

He Lanjiu said: "What if it is halved again and it is one hundred versus one hundred and fifty?"

Nie Zheng thought for a moment, and instantly, his expression changed drastically.

The larger the number of troops, the smaller the role of individual soldiers in highlighting their combat capabilities.

When a large corps of tens of thousands of people fights, the effect of a single soldier's combat power is almost negligible.

On the contrary, the smaller the number of people, the more important the individual combat power is.

The barbarians are tall, incredibly strong, and have sharp weapons.

Such a small pair of barbarians with about a hundred people, let alone the 150 Tianlan soldiers, even if there are two hundred or three hundred people, the barbarians still have a better chance of winning.

"Empress..." Nie Zheng's face turned pale. He could almost foresee the consequences of his wrong command this time.

It was only a matter of time before their people were defeated and killed.

Even the barbarians will make some moves, but in the final analysis, they must be the losers.

At that time, who will protect Feng Wuyou from the remaining barbarian army?

"Don't worry."

The situation was already so critical, but Feng Wuyou still maintained a calm attitude. She said softly: "War is a competition between organizations."

What determines the outcome of a victory is the strength of the organization.

Logistics, supplies, formation and formation.

Whoever can organize the best people and resources on his side will win.

Although it has little to do with logistical supplies and any other factors at the moment, the same is true on the battlefield.

Whoever can mobilize his troops more efficiently and execute orders more thoroughly will win.

Even if the barbarians have stronger bodies and weapons, they are still not enough in front of powerful organizations.

But at this time, Feng Wuyou also hurriedly accepted the challenge. She had to think carefully about how to reverse the current situation and maximize their numerical advantage.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw that wherever he looked, there were already two or three positions where he could see the figures of the barbarians.

"Did they advance so quickly?"

He Lanjiu frowned, obviously surprised.

Nie Zheng sent troops in various places. Even if the Tianlan Army did not have an advantage in small group battles, they would not be able to break in so quickly.

"Nie Zheng, do you have fewer people in those places?"

He Lanjiu asked.

"impossible!"

Nie Zheng blurted out: "Every place I have men and horses is arranged according to the barbarians' men and horses. There are definitely more men and horses than the barbarians, at least they are comparable. It is impossible to be broken through so easily!"

Although he was from Yunwei, he was still the son of the Xiao Family Army's vanguard, and he had fought so many battles with Feng Wuyou, so it was impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake.

"Then what's the explanation for those barbarians?"

He Lanjiu asked.

It wasn't that he didn't believe Nie Zheng, he just discussed the matter as it happened.

"There is only one possibility."

Feng Wuyou said.

"What?"

He Lanjiu asked, Nie Zheng also tensed up his face and looked at Feng Wuyou for a moment.

Feng Wuyou looked at Nie Zheng and said, "You have been fooled by Xia Ao."

The veins on Nie Zheng's forehead throbbed. He really didn't know what had happened to him.

Feng Wuyou said: "The barbarian men and horses you saw are the men and horses Xia Ao wanted you to see."

Nie Zheng was slightly startled.

"Xia Ao attacks more and you split up to deal with it. There is nothing wrong with this. However, in this way, you will not be able to accurately calculate Xia Ao's men, or Xia Ao has played some tricks to make you think that his men have already

They were all sent out.”
To be continued...