"drive!"

dawn.

The hinterland of big business.

The troops left Shijiang City, their horses galloping, preparing to bypass Baidi City and rush to the north.

Ten thousand cavalrymen, each equipped with at least two horses, were prepared for long-distance battles.

Dashang's war horse resources are not as abundant as those of the Eight Tribes of Mobei. In addition, with multi-front operations and dispersed troops, it is not easy to equip so many cavalry and war horses at one time.

After the 10,000 cavalry left Shijiang City, they were like wild horses running wild and quickly lost their news.

In cavalry combat, the most important thing is mobility and control of the fighter plane. Not to mention the enemy, even you may not know where to fight next.

As Li Ziye said, adapt to circumstances and hit wherever you go.

Previously, the reason why Baidi City was destroyed was not only because of Mu Yuan's disadvantage in defending the city, but also because of the magic soldiers from the Mobei reinforcements who descended from the sky.

The northern border was lost, and Dashang's intelligence control over the northern border was seriously insufficient. In addition, the Mobei Railway Cavalry Army was extremely fast, making it difficult to track its whereabouts.

"drive!"

On the war horse, Li Ziye rode forward, looking at Baidi City in the distance with a look of concentration on his face.

Now that the city is guarded by Tantai Jingyue himself, it would be many times more difficult to break than when Mu Yuan was guarding it.

In this era, a good general can determine the outcome of a war.

If you want to take back Baidi City, you must find a way to let Tantai Jingyue leave first.

Otherwise, there is no need to fight.

"Master Hou."

At sunset, the army temporarily stopped to rest. A young general stepped forward and said in a solemn voice, "We only brought seven days of rations. When we arrive in the north, it will be very troublesome if we cannot replenish them in time."

"Luo Xiao, how many years have you followed King Rakshasa?"

Li Ziye looked at the endless wilderness ahead and said calmly.

"Six years." Luo Xiao replied.

"How did we deal with food and grass in the past?" Li Ziye asked.

"The three armies will go ahead before the food and grass are used!"

Luo Xiao said seriously, "It's always like this when marching and fighting."

"Yes, this is the way our merchants march."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "However, the people of the Eight Tribes of Mobei are not like this. They do not have so many resources. To fight such a large-scale war, the resources of the Eight Tribes of Mobei are simply not enough to support it. Therefore,

They were fighting and robbing at the same time."

Having said this, Li Ziye paused, looked at the lieutenant beside him, and said seriously, "This is how the Eight Tribes of Mobei defeated us. Therefore, the war is not to follow the script. If it works, it must be used. Don't

Sticking to so-called experience and tradition.”

When Luo Xiao heard this, he looked thoughtful. After a moment, he nodded and said, "I understand."

"Luo Xiao, why do you think we are going north this time?" Li Ziye asked again.

"Attack the enemy's rear and contain the enemy's forces." Luo Xiao replied.

"How to fight?" Li Ziye continued to ask.

Luo Xiao thought for a while and responded, "The eight tribes from Mobei moving south must bring a lot of resources. We will concentrate our forces to attack and find ways to plunder them."

"What if they send troops to encircle and suppress us?"

Li Ziye said calmly, "We only have 10,000 people. If they divide their troops into 30,000 to 40,000, they will be enough to hit us hard."

Luo Xiao heard this and fell silent, not knowing how to answer.

"I still say what I said, war is not about following a script."

Li Ziye said calmly, "There is no hard and fast way to fight. As long as it works, any method can be used. Before the Eight Tribes of Mobei went south, who would have thought that they could push Dashang to such an extent. Let me ask you another question. For thousands of years,

Dashang has gone through countless wars, why is it that only the Eight Tribes of Mobei can defeat Dashang into a state of embarrassment? Now, among Dashang, there are not even enough troops."

"War on multiple fronts."

Luo Xiao thought for a moment and replied.

"That's just one of the reasons."

Li Ziye looked towards the north and said, "In the past wars, most of them were civil strife, or the dispute between Tianyu Palace and Great Shang. They all had to worry about one issue, and that was the people's support. Those who were in civil strife wanted to win the people's support. Tianyu

The palace wants to gain faith, so they don’t dare to go too far, but the Eight Tribes of Mobei are different, they only want resources and territory.”

At this point, Li Ziye's eyes darkened slightly and he said, "To massacre a city, destroy the city, and not leave any useful resources for the merchants, and even use massacre to cut off the possibility of the merchants to replenish their troops. In our opinion, indifference

The methods of the Northern Eight Tribes are too cruel, but it cannot be denied that their methods are very effective. Today, Dashang has indeed run out of troops, and this situation will become more and more serious. This is why Dashang

The fundamental reason for this embarrassment is that if things go on like this, the big merchants will eventually have no soldiers to use."

Luo Xiao heard the words of the Buyi Marquis in front of him and felt a cold sweat behind his back. Is it possible that the Eight Tribes of Mobei want to kill all the people of Dashang?

"Surprised?"

Li Ziye glanced at the deputy general next to him and asked, "This method of warfare was indeed used by no one before the Eight Tribes of Mobei went south. However, in order to win the war, they were willing to risk the world's disapproval, and we, the Great Shang,

How can we possibly win if we are still fighting step by step?"

"My subordinates seem to understand what the Marquis means."

Luo Xiao looked thoughtful and said, "Master Hou is saying that we are still dealing with the Mobei Eight Tribes in the same way we dealt with the previous enemies, but the Mobei Eight Tribes are completely different from the previous enemies, and we can no longer fight according to the script.

"

"That's right."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "So, I just asked you what we would do if we were surrounded and suppressed by the Mobei army. You think about it carefully and tell me when you think about it."

"yes!"

Luo Xiao respectfully accepted the order.

dark night.

The bonfire dances.

Li Ziye stood in front of the camp, staring into the distance, a strange color flashing in his eyes.

The eight tribes in Mobei are no longer what they used to be, and the great merchants are no longer invincible.

The war is still very long.

It's time for him to start cultivating his own direct lineage.

This Luo Xiao is very suitable.

Neither arrogant nor impetuous, with a calm mind. The only shortcoming is the lack of creativity.

However, don't be in a hurry, take your time, you won't become fat after one bite.

The person chosen by his junior uncle for him is very good.

The next day, it was dawn.

The army set off and continued on its way.

Four days later.

The Northern Territory of Great Shang.

Under the escort of Mobei cavalry, tens of thousands of Mobei people went south to do business.

At noon, when the sun is shining brightly.

To the southeast, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded, and then, like a torrent of iron water, the Great Shang cavalry rushed over and rushed directly into the formation of the Mobei cavalry.

The one-sided killings began immediately.

The cruelty of the battlefield is vivid and vivid.

After a long-distance attack, magical soldiers descended from the sky. The three thousand Mobei cavalry escorting the people of Mobei suffered almost all casualties after two rounds of charges by Dashang's cavalry.

The impact of the cavalry assault was frightening.

"Horse, take the equipment with you."

In front of the army, Li Ziye glanced at the tens of thousands of Mobei people in front of him, and said coldly, "The old and the weak, the women and children are left behind, the men will be killed!"

"yes!"

Behind him, 10,000 soldiers took orders and advanced to fight with swords.

"Spare my life, ah!"

The blade fell, and the wasteland was dyed red with blood.

For a time, mourners filled the land, screaming in agony.

Li Ziye looked at the fearful and hateful eyes in front of him, his expression unchanged.

"Master Hou, what should I do with those things?"

From behind, Luo Xiao rode forward, pointed to the carts of gold, silver, soft goods and food on the carriage in the distance, and asked.

"Replenish the rations and burn the rest."

Li Ziye said with a cold expression, "By the way, leave two days' worth of food for these women and children. Don't let them starve to death so quickly."
Chapter completed!