Hearing what Su Pingan said was interesting, Yue Jian laughed heartily, then waved his hand and said: "I will listen to your 'grandpa's' story when I have time. I still have military affairs to deal with, so I will go back first. You guys should also have a good rest."
Well, your efforts will be indispensable in the war to come."
Yue Jian did not stay in the forward camp for long, he just encouraged everyone again and then withdrew.
However, Yue Jian was not interested, which did not mean that others were not interested. After seeing Yue Jian leave, other soldiers around him immediately gathered around happily.
"Tiewazi, your grandpa is really a martial arts prodigy, what else can he do with the eighteen palms?"
"No wonder you can defeat Pang Xiong. It turns out that you have a family background."
"Tiewazi, what is the 'condor shooting' you are talking about? Please tell us quickly..."
If you say that, then I won’t be sleepy!
Su Ping'an immediately became addicted to storytelling. He immediately got up and told everyone the story of 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' in front of the campfire. Even the Pang Xiong he had just defeated was put aside, as if he had no idea at all.
It's like he didn't take the challenge he just faced seriously.
He also intended to avoid Pang Xiong's embarrassment, after all, he would still have to eat in the same pot in the future.
"This kid..."
When Zhang Bin saw this scene, he immediately saw through Su Ping'an's intention. With a smile on his face, he came to Pang Xiong's side and asked with a happy look on his face: "How's it going, my old Zhang?"
The successor chosen is not bad."
Pang Xiong had just been slapped by Su Pingan, and he still had some difficulty breathing in his chest, and his face was a little ugly, but he was not a person who couldn't afford to lose. Hearing this, he ignored the show off in Zhang Bin's tone and was rude.
He said in a rough voice: "Don't worry, my old Pang keeps his word. Since I lost, I won't trouble him again in the future."
"Heh...you guy..."
Zhang Bin smiled and shook his head, but it was better than forcing Pang Xiong. He just hoped that they would be in the same team without internal friction in the future.
…
After staying in the army for another seven or eight days, everything was calm and nothing happened.
Su Ping'an was also in the team, following the drills every day, preparing vigorously for the future war.
However, as he told stories these days, his prestige in the team became more and more stable. Even Pang Xiong, who didn't talk to him at first, was gradually attracted as the story progressed. Whenever Su Pingan told a story,
When talking, the latter would also follow behind and listen, and he was the most serious one, which always made Su Pingan smile knowingly.
But one thing he didn't expect was that there would be no literary feedback when telling stories here.
However, after thinking about it carefully, he understood that at this time, the Confucian saints had not yet been born, and the entire Confucian and Taoist cultivation system had not been created, so it was naturally impossible to receive feedback from Wenqi.
Su Ping'an could only sigh at this, "I still thought that I could cut a wave of leeks here to improve my level. It seems that I was overthinking..."
But just when Su Pingan was thinking that it would be nice to be able to stay calm like this forever, another military situation finally came.
The scouts of the army suddenly detected the movements of the barbarians fifty kilometers away from the camp. The barbarians seemed to be gathering their forces and preparing to launch a general attack on the camp.
After receiving the news, Yue Jian immediately summoned all the generals in the army for a meeting. Su Pingan's military position naturally did not qualify him to listen. After noon, the generals seemed to have a countermeasure, and then one army and one scout
They were sent out in succession.
In the afternoon, Zhang Bin sent a military order, asking the 5,000 men from the forward battalion to prepare to leave the camp. After receiving the general order, Su Ping'an immediately summoned a team of 48 people, and immediately dressed up and carried swords, ready to set off.
But before setting off, he saw Yue Jian in front of the team.
"General, do you want to leave the city with us?"
Seeing this, Su Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and then asked Zhang Bin in front of him.
Zhang Bin is now a centurion, and he is in charge of two teams, so he can naturally get some inside information, so while others are still gathering, he reveals to Su Pingan: "According to the scout report, this time the barbarians
Nearly 100,000 troops have been assembled to launch a general attack on us, but we only have 50,000 people now, and it will take more than half a month for reinforcements to arrive. A head-on attack is not an option, so the general asked the left guard to guard the barracks and the right guard to guard the camp.
We and our forward battalion must all spread out and attack the barbarian tribes in the wilderness, hitting anyone they see in an effort to delay the gathering of the barbarians.
The general also wanted to find out some of the enemy's arrangements, so he planned to leave the city with us to explore the situation..."
"So that's it..."
While the two were talking, the forward battalion had been assembled. Feng Shaoyang and Long Cheng were also in the team. They also saw Su Pingan. The three nodded silently. They all felt that the final test was getting closer and closer.
Already.
Then the army set off, and Yue Jian led the forward battalion of 5,000 people, all riding horses to kill into the wasteland.
While marching, Su Ping'an also summarized Zhang Bin's words. The general's tactics can be summed up in three words: guerrilla warfare!
If the other party wanted to gather together and win the battle in one go, Xuan Jun would harass them everywhere, dragging down the barbarian forces and delaying the gathering until reinforcements arrived later.
There seems to be nothing wrong with this analysis. The fact that the general leaves the camp with the army always gives people a vague premonition.
"According to my experience of watching war TV series for many years in my previous life, if this general does not sit in the military camp and command the army, but always likes to go out and wander around, something will happen to him in all likelihood. If he were an ordinary general with the aura of the protagonist, then it would be fine, but
You, the 'protagonist', are destined to die, and if you are still so reckless, aren't you looking for death?!"
Su Ping'an always felt a little uneasy.
If this test really requires them to rewrite the outcome of this war, then avoiding Yue Jian's death is obviously the top priority.
However, Su Ping'an's identity as a small soldier obviously did not have the weight to dissuade him. He also secretly approached Feng Shaoyang and wanted him to report this idea to his superiors. In the end, Feng Shaoyang could not do it. Especially when the person he was trying to persuade was Yue Jian, who was a
The Lord who never changes his mind once he has made up his mind has no one who can persuade him now.
"Okay, then it seems we can only try our best to protect him and return alive!"
In the end, Su Ping'an and the others could only sigh.
Before dark, the army finally found a group of barbarians in a remote wilderness. Seeing that they were escorting many vehicles, they seemed to have bumped into their grain transport team.
Zhang Bin was overjoyed and immediately drove his horse to Yue Jian. Then he raised his hands and said: "General, this is the opponent's grain transport team. As long as we cut off their grain road, we will definitely cause great trouble to the barbarians."
.You give the order!”
Yue Jian was not an indecisive person. After hearing this, a light flashed in his eyes, and then he gave the order to attack, "In this case, the soldiers of the forward battalion will obey the order..."
"exist!"
"Follow me to kill the enemy!"
"Come on!"
After giving the order, five thousand soldiers and horses immediately rushed towards the barbarian grain transport team like a black tide...
