Northern Huan.
Ever since Yun Zheng successfully led his troops to break through, Bambu fell ill again.
This time, it's more serious than before.
Bambu understood that his previous improvement was probably just a flash in the pan.
It was just because he wanted to defeat Yun Zheng so much and capture Yun Zheng alive.
It was that glimmer of faith that supported him and allowed his health to miraculously improve.
But now, his hopes were completely dashed.
As that glimmer of faith faded, his life was about to come to an end.
Looking at his mentor who seemed to be on the verge of death, Jia Yao burst into tears.
How high-spirited and ambitious my mentor was six years ago!
...
...
At that time, he was the hero of the entire Beihuan!
But now, my mentor has become haggard.
For some reason, the scene of her first meeting with her mentor ten years ago appeared in her mind again.
She was just nine years old at that time.
"Master, can I become your disciple?"
"Oh? Didn't the princess just take Budu as her master a few days ago? Why do you want to take me as your master now?"
"I worshipped Budu as my teacher because I wanted to learn archery from him. I worshipped the national teacher as my teacher because I wanted to learn how to lead troops in battle from him! My father said that the national teacher is the smartest person on the grassland. Jiayao also wants to be as smart as the national teacher. When Jiayao grows up, she can help my father share his worries."
"Is that so? Then I will ask the princess a question. As long as the princess answers correctly, I will accept you as my apprentice. How about that?"
"Please ask the national teacher to give the questions."
"If there is a rare horse in the world, but the horse has a very fierce temper and cannot be tamed no matter what, what will the princess do?"
"Then kill him!"
"Oh? This is a rare BMW in the world! Why did the princess kill it?"
"Keeping a horse that can't be used by anyone is just a waste of food!"
"Haha! From today on, I am the princess's teacher..."
The smile of her mentor still lingered in her mind.
But the mentor in front of me did not have a smile on his face, only endless sorrow.
“Princess, don’t… don’t cry. Everyone… will have this day, ahem…”
Bambu tried hard to raise his hand to wipe away the tears from Jiayao's face.
But now he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.
"Okay, Jiayao, don't cry!"
Jiayao wiped the tears from her face and held Bambu's hand tightly. "Master, please stop talking. You...you will definitely get better!"
When he said this, Jia Yao himself didn't believe it.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Bambu was on the verge of exhaustion.
"I know my situation... so there's no need for you to comfort me, Princess."
Bambu shook his head with difficulty, and said weakly: "We can now... not retreat, but leave 30,000 to 40,000 people to defend the shallows in front of the hill. We... should be able to afford the food and fodder for 30,000 to 40,000 people. As long as we hold on there, once the Baishui River thaws, the Dagan will... won't be able to attack..."
"No way!"
Jia Yao shook his head slightly, and said with a painful look on his face: "We have been defeated in succession, and now our morale is gone. If we continue to hold on there, many people will probably flee directly when the enemy attacks. We need to withdraw, reorganize, and boost morale..."
Hearing Jiayao's words, Bambu's pupils suddenly shrank, "Could it be... that there are deserters... in the camp?"
Jia Yao nodded slightly and continued, "In our current situation, even if the enemy uses the Fire Bull Formation I used against us, it will be difficult for us to resist. Moreover... Yun Zheng is such a cunning person, he will definitely have other ways to break through our defenses..."
If they have high morale, the method my mentor suggested might work.
But right now, they have absolutely no morale at all.
In just a few days, thousands of deserters appeared in the camp.
In fact, these are not the most serious problems.
The most serious problem is that these soldiers are now frightened by Da Gan and are like a taut bowstring at any time.
The bowstring might break at the slightest disturbance.
By then, it won’t be a question of whether we can defend it or not!
It’s a question of whether to blow up the camp or not!
If it were her, she would have many ways to defeat the enemy!
She believed that Yun Zheng, such a cunning man, would definitely come up with a solution.
The consequences of bombing the camp are simply not something they can afford.
Listening to Jiayao's analysis, Bambu couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
"well……"
yes!
Blast the camp!
In the current Beihuan army, there is a real possibility of a camp explosion at any time.
As long as the enemy quietly sends dozens of people to attack us under the cover of night, it is almost inevitable that the camp will be blown up!
Once they blow up the camp, I guess those who are doing the big work will be overjoyed.
There's nothing to defend!
We really have to retreat!
If they don't boost morale, they will be sending the men of Beihuan to their deaths!
"Then let's retreat..."
After a long moment, Bambu sighed helplessly.
In this situation, retreat is the only option.
"Master, don't worry."
Jiayao held Bambu's hand tightly, "It's not like we don't have any chance!"
"Although Yun Zheng and his men have successfully broken through, one of them must die!"
“Once Yun Zheng seizes the military power of the Northern Army, even if the Emperor of Dagan does not send troops to attack the Northern Army directly due to the natural barrier of Beilu Pass, their food and money will be cut off!”
"By then, the Northern Army will also be unable to fight again..."
Fighting a war requires money and food!
The consumption during wartime is much greater than usual!
It is impossible for Shuobei alone to support so many Beifu troops.
Once the Northern Army falls into a situation of food and pay shortage, no matter how cunning Yun Zheng is, he will be unable to attack Beihuan.
As long as the Northern Army does not attack, they will have a chance to catch their breath and have a chance to regroup.
“Yes, yes…”
Bambu forced a smile on his face, "After we... have overcome the crisis and regrouped... we will... seek revenge on Yun Zheng again! We... still have a chance... ahem..."
Bambu coughed as he spoke.
hope!
There is still hope for Beihuan!
As long as Da Gan doesn't completely defeat Bei Huan, there is still hope for Bei Huan!
It’s a pity that he is destined not to see that day.
As he was thinking, Bambu said to Jiayao weakly: "Princess, please send me back to the royal court. I want to see the royal court again, even just for one more look..."
"good!"
Jia Yao nodded vigorously, and said with red eyes: "I will personally send my teacher back to the royal court!"
"No... no need, Princess..."
Bambu shook his head with difficulty. "Princess... you still have to lead... the army to retreat. You can't do that just for me..."
“It’s a must!”
Jiayao interrupted Bambu and looked at him with moist eyes, "The army is retreating, we don't need Jiayao to lead it!"
"Jia Yao failed to capture Yun Zheng for my teacher. Jia Yao feels so sorry for my teacher!"
"Please let Jiayao accompany you to the end of your journey..."
As she spoke, tears in Jiayao's eyes fell like beads from a broken string.
Bambu looked at Jiayao with lifeless eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded with difficulty...
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