Li Yongchang squatted down, looked at his face carefully, and said.
Amuthelhan's back was already wet and murmured: "We have been caught up..."
"It's not just being caught up." Li Yongchang stood up and looked forward sadly, "We have been surpassed."
"They are waiting for us in front."
Amuthel Khan suddenly pinched Li Yongchang's clothes viciously and gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you stop last night? If you travel overnight, we will not be caught up by them!"
"Silly!" Li Yongchang pushed Amuthel Khan away coldly and said, "Do you think it's easy to drive a hundred miles a night? The ones chasing us are undoubtedly the elite soldiers under Li Chu. I don't know how much more burdens than your God Flowers will. It's only a matter of time to be chased."
"It's meaningless to hold the responsibility accountable now. It's better to hurry up and think about how to deal with the situation in front of you."
Amuthelhan snorted coldly and said, "Then what should you do now?"
A deep sorrow surged between Li Yongchang's eyebrows. He bit his lip lightly, which was his way of thinking about problems.
"Last night, I sent eight more people to investigate along the way we came. Now they have not come back, probably they are dead."
He looked around and everyone looked frightened. The dry forest in the distance was shining by the sun, like an evil ghost bathed in the sun.
Li Yongchang's inspiration flashed and suddenly laughed, making Amutielhan, who was watching coldly, confused.
"why are you laughing?"
"I know their weakness."
"Remember, did I tell you last night what is the most effective way to deal with you Khitans?"
Seeing that Amuthel Khan had not yet understood, Li Yongchang explained: "They just killed the secret whistle we sent out, but did not attack our large army. What does this mean? It means that there are not enough people chasing us and there is no way to eat more than 200 of us!"
"So, they can only use this method to intimidate us, disintegrate the morale of the army, and then wait for an opportunity to start."
"What you mean is that this time, only Li Chu's small elite troops are chasing us. I want to... scare us?" Amuthelhan felt incredible and sneered:
"Li Yongchang, don't pretend to understand. This is a child's trick!"
"Then tell me, since they have discovered our traces and have rushed before us, why don't they just surround us?"
"I..." Amuthelhan was speechless for a moment.
"The Art of War says that if there are ten, they will surround them, if there are five, they will attack them, if there are multiples, they will fight them, if there are fewer, they will be able to defend them, if there are fewer, they will be able to avoid them. They dare not confront us head-on, because in that way, they will die many people!"
A contemptuous smile appeared on Li Yongchang's lips, "Amu, there was a saying you said just now. To me, this is indeed a child's trick."
"The person who can come up with this method does have something in his mind, but the master of the hall has been on the battlefield for twelve years and can handle this with ease."
"I originally wanted to break the whole into pieces, and before they completely surrounded us, they broke through each other. How many people could run away, I took Murong Bai to leave. Now it seems that it's not necessary."
"They are most in short supply now, one is manpower and the other is time. They want to trap us and delay time and wait for reinforcements, which is what we need most."
"We need to speed up our journey and rush out of the mountains before their reinforcements arrive."
Amuthel Khan said: "But they will certainly stop us from doing this."
Li Yongchang looked at Amuthel Khan and smiled and said, "If they want to stop it, what can they do? Fight hard?"
"They dare not."
Li Yongchang said: "No need to worry about the body, just hurry on the road."
After hearing this, Amuthel Khan was shocked.
This is on the battlefield
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Is it the knowledge of people who have been fighting for twelve years?
Compared to him, whether it is wisdom, cultivation, knowledge, or temperament, or temperament, it is not worth mentioning.
Amuthel Khan was very surprised. When facing Li Yongchang now, he had no previous murderous intention, but was simply ashamed of others.
He clearly is the person who is so elegant and well-behaved. When did it start? Li Yongchang, a rude man, convinced him unconsciously? He clearly planned everything before and after leaving Chang'an City.
Amuthelhan didn't know that he had no opinion now, and was like a wooden man, obsessed with Li Yongchang's orders.
"I need to divide some of the people." Li Yongchang's words broke Amuthel Khan's thoughts.
"Divorce the troops? What are you doing?" Amuthel Khan frowned, "They are in the dark, we are in the light. Even if they are not equipped with enough personnel, once they divide the troops, they will easily be defeated by them. This is seeking death!"
Li Yongchang nodded and said, "You are right, just let them die."
"The other party is likely to have other hidden tricks, and we don't know, so we can't let the large army bear the risks."
"I need it, Deathman!"
His voice could not be lowered. At least half of the more than 200 disciples of the Divine Flower Society present heard Li Yongchang's words clearly.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was uproared.
"You are kidding our lives!" Amuthelhan said gritting his teeth, "The lives of our Khitan warriors are extremely precious. How could you say that they could die if they die?"
Li Yongchang sneered: "Didn't you say that you Khitans are not afraid of death?"
He looked at everyone and asked loudly: "What kind of witch god do you believe in? If you sacrifice your life for the witch god, would you like?"
"Will!" Everyone answered in unison, the sound was so loud that the jackdaw flew away from the distance.
"I need thirty people to explore the way forward. Those who go out are likely to die, but as long as one person sends the news back, the rest will survive. I, Li Yongchang, swear his life!"
“Can someone stand up voluntarily?
After a while, less than ten people raised their hands.
Looking at this scene, Li Yongchang sighed: "You Khitans are not afraid of death, but you will not treat death as if you are home."
"If it were my Tang soldiers, eight out of ten people would be out of ten."
Amuthelhan said lightly: "Don't talk about your Tang Dynasty, you will never go back."
"Your name, from the moment you left Chang'an, was no longer Li Yongchang, but Qinlingebatol."
"A thousand-mile horse on the grassland."
Li Yongchang stared at Amuthel Khan fiercely, "I will never use that broken name. I will never change my name or change my surname. I will always be called Li Yongchang!"
Amuthelhan smiled contemptuously and ignored it.
Thirty people didn't get together, and there was no way. Li Yongchang had to choose himself, and those with high cultivation were given priority.
The selected person regrets his strength for the first time in his life.
They said goodbye to everyone, accepted the wine bowl handed over by Amuterhan, and then reluctantly went up the mountain.
"The rest of the people, bows and swords are unsheathed, gather together, ready to face the enemy at any time!"
Li Yongchang untied the human form from the strong disciple of the Shenhuahui Society and carried it on his back.
There are 177 people left in the Shenhua Club, and continue to rush south.
After they walked out far away, a body rolled down on the left cliff wall of the place where they rested.
One after another, the bodies fell one after another.
On the mountain and behind the trees, someone whispered.
"What were they talking about before?"
"I don't know, I didn't hear it clearly, I only know that there were thirty people coming out in total."
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"Our two teams killed six, there were five on Brother Yuan Sheng's side, and the Ye family also handled four. The rest will be handed over to other teams."
"The master of the hall told me that don't let these people go back alive."
"I think the wolf cubs below are not chaotic. Will the master's plan be discovered?"
"What are you talking nonsense? How can the master of the hall be seen through wise and magical martial arts?"
"I always feel something is wrong. You are here to watch me. I will take someone to find the master and report the situation here. It is always safer."
"good."
"By the way, do you know the location of the hall master?"
"I heard from Brother Yuan Sheng that it seemed to be at the pass in the south, surrounding the Shenhua Club."
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The sky gradually became darker.
The spies in the Blood Clothing Hall were frequently reported, and the people who came and reported the news gave Li Xin'an an illusion that he seemed to be really leading troops to fight.
"Brother Li, I once doubted the authenticity of your identity." Ye Qinglan said, "If it weren't for... I would have thought you were a general."
"If it weren't?" Li Xin'an asked with his head tilted and his head tilted.
Ye Qinglan smiled, "Nothing."
While speaking, another person came to deliver the message.
"Report to the master of the hall, half an hour ago, the Divine Flower Association sent out ten more people, which have been wiped out by us."
Li Xinan nodded lightly and said, "Go down."
There was no joy on his face, but instead clouded with sorrow.
"Why are Brother Li worried? This should be a great thing." Ye Qinglan said, "There are 65 disciples of the Shenhua Society who died at our hands, close to one-third of their total number."
"What's wrong, it's so abnormal..."
Li Xin'an frowned and said, "So many people died, the speed of the Shenhua Club going south has not decreased, and everything is still in order."
"It shouldn't be like this."
Ye Qinglan pondered and said, "Brother Li, I can see that you said that. They should have been scared long ago. Even if they don't, they shouldn't continue to rush on the road like nothing is wrong. They always have to stop and find ways to reduce casualties."
"According to my calculations, Shenhua will lose one-third of its hands, and will be damaged and will be dispersed immediately."
Li Xinan slowly let out a breath of depression and said in a deep voice: "They should have seen my plan."
"Who is so powerful?"
"Li Yongchang."
"Li Yongchang, Tiexue Hall?" Ye Qinglan showed a hint of contempt, "What else did Tiexue Hall say? It's all going to the Khitan! I wonder if the ancestors of Tiexue Hall knew that their descendants had such a thing, would they be so angry that they would be alive."
"Li Yongchang is not the master of the Iron Blood Hall. He worshipped the master and then joined the army. He has all the heavy sword martial arts that he has honed in the army."
"Li Yongchang, who followed Gao Xianzhi and fought the Battle of Bolu, is a real military general."
"Perhaps my pediatric strategy cannot be hidden from his eyes."
Ye Qinglan said, "Brother Li, don't belittle yourself. I think Li Yongchang is not a tough guy, and he must have no knowledge. The magic flower will not disperse, but he is just afraid of death."
"I hope this is the case." Li Xin'an sighed.
"Our reinforcements will not arrive until noon tomorrow. Until then, we must not let the Shenhua escape from the mountains."
"At their speed, if they can go to the road without sleep at night, they can bypass us and leave here tomorrow dawn."
Li Xin'an's expression was a little serious, "Now we need to take a rest. There may be a big battle tomorrow!"
"I brought the sword this time, and it finally came in handy."
Ye Qinglan stroked Youlu's scabbard, narrowed her eyes, and whispered: "My Qingquan has never seen blood since the day it was cast."