"Do you still want to follow in His Highness' footsteps? There's no need to mention Xia Xiao's affairs!"

Seeing him so angry, everyone shut up one by one. But they still had to face Xia Xiao. After a while, the blood seal on him would disappear. Once Xia Xiao's seven-headed beast appeared on the battlefield, the wood, fire, water and metal elements it possessed would shine brightly, causing disaster to his army.

This problem should be considered. The Iron-faced General also had some concerns in his heart. One person was like eight people, and his coordination was better than that of eight people. His abnormal defense was chilling. But what needed to be changed was himself. As long as the army was strong enough and there were enough practitioners, Xia Xiao would be able to cure it. But he was just leading the troops, and he could not make many decisions.

The adjutant saw what Tiemian was thinking and asked cautiously:

"General, should we ask His Royal Highness to send more troops now, or should we find another way?"

Tiemian looked at the ground, lost in thought. The counselor beside him stepped forward and saluted, and as usual, expressed his opinions without reservation, hoping that it would help Tiemian's decision.

"General, we already have more troops than the Great Xia Alliance. If we ask for more troops, it will only show that we are incompetent. It is better to encourage the soldiers and attack twice more to see the results before making any plans."

"I have the same thought, but the reason for this defeat is not because of our wrong plan, but because of our low morale. We were busy making plans, but did not consider the low morale. We should reflect on this and decide whether to ask the prince for troops. In the last letter from the prince, he said that the war should be steady and even delayed for a while. The original one-year plan can be completely abandoned as long as Tianmeng Kingdom and Goulongbang clan do not give up their paranoia and arrogance and sign another contract with the Daxia Alliance. So we should be more cautious and not be too impulsive."

"Okay, no need to persuade me anymore, I understand."

Tiemian's voice was cold. How could he not know what these guys were thinking? Aren't they just avoiding each other because they are afraid of the prince's blame? Otherwise, who wouldn't want more soldiers? However, this time it really had a lot to do with the morale of the soldiers, so he suppressed his temper and asked:

"What do you think is the best way to motivate the soldiers?"

Since it was a question, there had to be an answer, but everyone was just a little slow to answer, Tiemian became a little impatient, and even had the urge to yell. He quickly realized that he was wrong, and although he suppressed it, he gradually realized why he was so strange. Speaking of it, it was all related to Lin Tian!

In terms of age, Tiemian is ten years older than Lin Tian, ​​and should have more experience in leading troops and fighting. However, in addition to Lin Tian's vitality being equal to his, he also defeated him under the premise of the five elements restraint. This was the second time, Tiemian felt that he had lost face, he had never suffered such a great humiliation.

After thinking it over, he decided to give up the fight, because his broken bones were like losing an arm, and he would definitely not be able to fight again. So he would devote himself to the army and defeat his soldiers with his own soldiers. When the iron-faced man looked at everyone with fierce eyes, both the generals and the counselors expressed their opinions one by one.

"I think that all soldiers join the army for the sake of passion and fame. We can make it public and make it easier for the soldiers to be promoted."

"There are strict regulations. How can it be easy?"

The counselor understood the law and refuted it immediately, but faced with the iron-faced gaze, he was speechless. However, there were always some people in the crowd who noticed the clues, and at this time they walked to the center of the tent and said in front of everyone:

"General, although I am a lowly official, I think the most urgent task is not to boost morale, but to take care of the needs of the soldiers first."

"What kind of demand?"

"General, I wonder if you have noticed that although everyone is full after the food has been delivered, their energy has not been restored. It is not because of what Xia Xiao did last time. It is because the terrain here is high and the climate is cold, but there is not much meat in our meals, and it is very bland."

The counselor who spoke at this time was of a lower rank, sitting on the side of the tent door where the cold wind kept blowing, and was only responsible for recording the meetings and proposals of the counselors, and rewarding them according to their merits. If he had not suffered a defeat today and everyone was held accountable, he would not have been able to sit here. But what he said at this time was well-founded, which made everyone feel that it was very reasonable.

"I often go to the army. Many soldiers' tents are not thick, and it is cold inside and outside. Even if they light a brazier at night, they still shiver under the quilt. It was fine some time ago, but the temperature has suddenly dropped in the past few days. The soldiers' meals don't have much oil or water, so it's normal for them to feel cold. How can they concentrate on fighting after such a long time?"

"The temperature has been quite cold recently. Pass the order down. From today on, meat must be provided for two meals out of three. Tear down the extra blankets and layers of felt in my tent and distribute them to the soldiers. Also, distribute the wine and water that have been transported to the soldiers. Tell them that today's defeat is a shame and that this cannot happen again!"

"yes!"

Someone immediately took the order to do it, but a spy entered the tent and told him about the three walls in a panic. When he thought of his own people piled up like a wall of corpses in the ice and snow, Tiemian became angry and stomped on the floor, shouting in a very angry tone:

"See? This is Daxia! What a Daxia! First, they let our southern merchants die in the wild in the name of 'enslaving the demons', and now they are trying to stop us from collecting the bodies by directly piling them up to block us. How can we tolerate this?"

"General, calm down."

"Come to your senses, General."

"Calm down and be rational! Give the order now. Eat and drink well today, and we will attack again tomorrow. From now on, we will continue to attack. If you don't want to become a member of that wall, get rid of the dead air and prepare for a big battle!"

"yes!"

Every time the messenger was sent down, many people were secretly afraid, because many people in the current army were unwilling to fight. Many people could feel the war-weariness in their eyes, but the soldiers would never go against the will of the general. They thought so because of the fear of the counselors. Therefore, most of the counselors were worried that someone would openly resist, which did not happen. It was just that they did not know whether the successive attacks would be effective.

The Southern Merchants were determined to attack continuously, but the Southern Merchants, who had improved their lives, were indeed more energetic than before, and the morale of the Great Xia was still high, ready to fight again at any time. The soldiers were immersed in joy for the whole afternoon, and when they rearranged the formation, they were more efficient. Everyone's brains worked surprisingly well, and there were even cheers in the hall.

In the evening, after a hearty meal with meat, everyone took the time to rest, including Xia Xiao. He had a lot of burns all over his body, and his face was gloomy after he was treated. However, he couldn't fall asleep, so he went to find Azhu. The latter was chatting with Xia Wan, discussing when the next attack of Nanshang would be. Xia Wan thought it would be tomorrow, and Azhu heard it and said with great concern:

"Sister, please persuade Xia Xiao. If Nan Shang marches again tomorrow, he will still go. His injuries are already very serious."

"You know Xiao'er's character. I can't persuade him."

Ah Zhu suddenly turned his head and saw Xia Xiao. He stopped talking and just walked out with him. They went to the city wall as usual, but the soldiers on guard today did not leave because they didn't know when Nan Shang would come. If a surprise attack was launched, they would have to be prepared.

At night, the three walls were strange and seemed to be moving slowly in the mist of ice and snow, but they did not go to the west, but opened towards the sun. In Xia Xiao's eyes, they suddenly hit him, making him dizzy, and the wall was about to collapse, but when he grabbed Ah Zhu with one hand, he realized that it was an illusion.

"You're already in such a serious state, let's go back to sleep!"

Ah Zhu asked softly, but Xia Xiao shook his head, very firm, as stubborn as a stone in a toilet. He looked at the three walls. In the night, even though they were far away and blurry, he could still see many hands and legs. They were like evil spirits in hell who wanted to escape from the sea of ​​suffering but were powerless and could only stay there.

"It's a little cruel, but it suits us."

"What are you talking about?"

"We are leaving soon. We still have to do something before we leave."

Ah Zhu has heard this sentence countless times, but hasn't Xia Xiao done enough? He killed so many people on the battlefield. Although he didn't fight against the cultivators, he also delayed time, didn't he? In her heart, Xia Xiao had undoubtedly done enough, but he had an indescribable sense of urgency in his heart. He wanted to do something more because he felt that he had not done enough. As for the injuries on his body, he could completely ignore them, because when his vitality recovered, these injuries would recover in an instant under the four elements of vitality.

The next day, when Nan Shang marched again, Xia Xiao and A Zhu joined the attacking team again. No matter how many times, they stood at the front. A Zhu didn't want to go a long time ago, but every time he rushed forward happily because of Xia Xiao.

Xia Xiao was injured and could only fight for half an hour sometimes before being carried off the battlefield by Azhu. There was also a time when he fought in the team until the end of the war. When the sunset glowed on him, he was satisfied with himself. Xia Xiao, who was strict and stingy with himself, always wanted to achieve his ideal state. He was very happy when he achieved it once. When he walked back to Xiyang, he held Azhu's hand tightly and kept saying thank you.

Ah Zhu blamed him for not considering her feelings, scolded him, and even cried, but Xia Xiao sat in the room to coax her and gave her all his meat. Ah Zhu was no longer interested, she kept crying and refused to eat.

"It's been seven days! I'm on the battlefield every day. Can't I take a day off? I'm not a soldier!"

Xia Xiao was usually very persistent and didn't give Ah Zhu a chance to lose his temper like this, but today, Da Xia won a victory, so Ah Zhu vented her grievances. She didn't like that kind of scene, but Xia Xiao kept leading her forward again and again. How could that be possible? And Xia Xiao himself, with bandages all over his body, almost becoming a mummy in his mouth, still kept rushing forward. I really don't understand why, he has no vitality now, and the battlefield doesn't need him at all.

"Don't cry, my blood seal will disappear tomorrow, and then I won't be showing off anymore."

Xia Xiao looked at Ah Zhu and felt extremely distressed. He held her in his arms and patted her back like a child. Ah Zhu choked for a while and started eating because she was hungry, regardless of what Xia Xiao wanted to do.