No matter what, whoever can lead everyone to victory is the boss.
As for whether he can charge into battle, as for whether he can share the hardships with the soldiers, it doesn’t matter at all!
Ordinary soldiers just want to survive on the battlefield again and again;
The mid- and low-level generals just want to earn some merit and make some money while surviving.
The middle and high-level military generals want to get promoted, make money, and be granted the title of nobility immediately.
Because of their background, the nth generation directly skipped the first two.
They just want military merit.
And Gu Qingcheng's strategic planning can help them achieve their goals.
Therefore, from top to bottom, in the eyes of everyone: a weakling like the Ninth Prince has to ride in a carriage when traveling, and is extremely particular about food, clothing, and other expenses... these are not problems.
As long as "he" can lead everyone to victory, ordinary soldiers can survive, low- and middle-level generals can get the spoils alive, and n generations can realize their dreams, "he" is the best coach.
"Everyone, we have arrived in Xizhou!"
"The scouts I sent out to the front reported back that there's an earthen fort about sixty or seventy miles northwest."
Gu Qingcheng unfolded the map and said to everyone in a rather impressive manner, "This place appears to be occupied by a group of fierce bandits, but in reality, these bandits are all cavalrymen from the Western Rong."
"They are like a pack of roaming wolves, raiding villages or harassing border towns from time to time."
"If the main force of the border city goes out to fight, they will flee. This cycle will exhaust the border troops defending the city."
"This small group of cavalry may seem insignificant, but it has caused great trouble to the border town..."
Gu Qingcheng told everyone in detail what she had discovered.
After all the trials and tribulations along the way, there are more than thirty boys and girls, and now there are still thirty of them.
Those who left were basically seriously injured and were sent back to the capital by Gu Qingcheng.
After all, he is the son of a powerful and wealthy family. If he is seriously injured, he must return to Beijing to recuperate.
Gu Qingcheng didn't really look at the nth generation differently. Ordinary soldiers who were injured could also receive the best treatment.
Gu Qingcheng has a principle for the n generations: they can sacrifice on the battlefield in the border town, but if they die while suppressing bandits, it is a bit unacceptable.
After fighting again and again, n generations have personally experienced the trials of blood and fire such as charging, getting injured, and have grown up rapidly.
They are no longer the ignorant, fearless and arrogant people they were when they first left Beijing.
Having witnessed so many deaths, the nth generation was not afraid, but rather felt awe.
People are really very fragile.
No matter if they are powerful or common people, they all have to face fighting and death on the battlefield.
When the blade cuts the flesh, it will bleed and hurt.
The nth generation even feels how naive their youthful recklessness was.
They seem to be less aggressive, more calm and capable.
But once on the battlefield, they will be extremely ferocious.
Gu Qingcheng knew that the group of nth generation she brought from Beijing had initially completed the transformation from playboys to warriors.
Why preliminary?
Because although they experienced death, they did not feel too much pain - the ones who died were bandits, not their own companions.
When they actually have this experience——
At night, he ate from the same pot, slept in the same trench, and wore the same battle uniform when he slept, but his comrade died in front of him.
That kind of impact is the strongest.
Cruel, but inevitable.
Because this is a real war, not a game where a bunch of n-generation people are trying to gain achievements.
Gu Qingcheng had a hunch that the earthen fort she had chosen might allow n generations to complete their second round of transformation.
The fierce bandits in the earthen fort were no longer the ordinary thieves that Gu Qingcheng used to train the n generations, but the fierce and cunning Xirong cavalry!
Although there are only a hundred of these people, their lethality is definitely not inferior to Gu Qingcheng's army of less than 600 people.
Sure enough, when the battle started, the nth generation rode their horses and charged in the front, followed closely by five hundred soldiers. After just one encounter, there were casualties.
"Zheng San!
!”
The blood of his comrades splattered on his face, but he fell off his horse without a sound.
Li Si's blood rushed upwards and his face felt warm and cool.
He simply couldn't tell whether the liquid was his companion's blood or his own tears.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind - to kill those damn Xirong cavalry!
"Kill! Revenge for our brothers!"
"Cui Si! Sisters, Cui Si is dead, let's avenge her!"
The nth generation experienced real cruelty, and their emotions were excited and their blood was boiling.
The battlefield was extremely tragic.
In fact, the nth generation is lucky because they have horses.
Ordinary soldiers were in a miserable situation. Infantry was naturally at a disadvantage against cavalry.
At the end of a battle, two of the nth generation soldiers were killed and seven were injured, while one third of the ordinary soldiers were killed or wounded.
Even the bravest and most experienced Huo Wuniang had her arm scratched by a Western Rong cavalryman.
"Quick! Clean up the battlefield!"
"Rescue the wounded and collect the bodies!"
Gu Qingcheng held the hand of a young eunuch and slowly came to the battlefield.
That is the earthen fort.
The dilapidated earthen fort was not very large, but many people or corpses were lying all over the place.
There were cavalrymen from the Western Rong Dynasty and officers and soldiers from the Qing Dynasty.
A hint of darkness flashed in Gu Qingcheng's eyes.
This is war, there are bound to be casualties.
The previous bandit suppression cannot be compared with a real war.
Only by standing here in person can you have the most intuitive feeling of this.
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