The campsite has been cleared.
The Third Regiment took advantage of this tent to take a brief rest.
Qian Hao's mind was still echoing with the words of the platoon leader, the smoker: "All this is thanks to the young master and the devil!"
He knew the devil very well, but he knew very little about the young master.
He had heard the people of Xishan worship the young master like a god, and he had also heard many stories about the young master, but he had never seen the young master.
"Young Master...what kind of person is he?"
A puff of smoke came out of the smoker's mouth, as if he was lost in memories.
"Master, I can't really explain it. Last year, we followed General Bai to the Western Hills. General Bai said he met a very interesting young man, and that young man was Master."
"After meeting the young master, to be honest, we were actually disappointed."
"Why?" Qian Hao asked curiously.
"Because the young master is too young, only sixteen. Just think about it, what can a sixteen-year-old son of a landlord do? What can he understand? But then we realized how low our vision was."
Qian Hao then talked about the story of the initial creation of the Divine Sword and the birth of the current Divine Sword training textbook.
All of this was actually made by the young master, including the weapons they are using now, the armor they are wearing, etc., all of these were made by the young master.
"Killing 20,000 with only 1,000 men is something we never dared to imagine before, but tonight we achieved it. It seems easy, but think about it carefully. If we didn't have these months of special training, if we didn't have these tactics and coordination, if we didn't have these weapons... could we really defeat 20,000 barbarians?"
No one could answer the question of the Smoker, because the victory in this battle was based on daily accumulation and the killing weapon in his hand.
"The devil said that this is a unique army in the world. Every member of this army is the most elite soldier in the world."
"The devil is right. I served in the Eastern Frontier Army for five years, and I know very well what the Yu State Border Army is like."
Wang Xiaozhu, the commander of the Third Regiment, also came over. He knew the young master, but he didn't know what the border troops looked like. So, he asked curiously, "Tell me about it?"
"In terms of combat effectiveness, the Northern Border Army is undoubtedly the strongest, but the Northern Border Army and Gong Shenchang are fighting to this extent... Our Divine Sword can definitely defeat Gong Shenchang in one fell swoop. This is the comparison. Can you imagine how huge the gap is?"
Wang Xiaozhu was stunned. Are the northern border troops so weak?
They are the regular army of the Yu Dynasty, but they can't even capture a bandit. It's such a waste of food.
"Of course, don't underestimate the border troops. They have the advantage of numbers. If we were to fight on the plains, with a thousand of us facing a hundred thousand... even if the devil himself came to command, there would be no chance of victory."
The smoker tapped his pipe against his foot, sending a cloud of ash down the floor. He added, "We're called the Special Forces because we conduct special operations, like tonight's raid. So don't be too proud. If it were a real battle between two armies, we wouldn't be enough."
What kind of scene is this facing one hundred thousand people?
Wang Xiaozhu and the others had no such concept. He scratched his head and said, "If it really is a battle between two armies, we will have to bring the red cannon."
Smokey nodded. "The Red Cannon alone won't be enough. If the enemy charges, the Red Cannon will need time to reload after firing a salvo. If that's the case, we'll need to use hot air balloons. They're new and can fly over the enemy. If we drop incendiary bombs or explosive charges from above, we might have a chance."
Wang Xiaozhu thought about it and said, "It would be better if I could fly over the enemy commander in a hot air balloon and kill him with one blow."
"It's a pity that hot air balloons depend on wind direction, but it's impossible to wait for the right wind direction before fighting. So I still think hot air balloons are useful, but not very useful."
Wang Xiaozhu and others agreed with this. They had already tried the hot air balloon, which was novel, but as Smoker said, it also had great limitations.
"Well, we should get going. I'm afraid the other regiments have already reached the strategic location. Let's go!"
The Third Divine Sword Group disappeared in the rainy night, leaving behind the corpses of 20,000 barbarians.
Not long after the Third Regiment left, one of the scouts that Tuoba Xiong had sent out returned here alive. He looked at the mountains and plains covered with corpses and blood, which seemed like hell on earth, and was so scared that he lost his soul.
It took him half an hour to digest this unbelievable ending. He went down the mountain, mounted a warhorse, and galloped up the mountain.
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Fu Xiaoguan is in the tent at this moment.
One group took the shortest route to Beishan and needed to wait for the other three groups to arrive at their destination in advance.
He did not discuss the details of the battle with Bai Yulian anymore. These issues were no longer worth discussing. He was looking at a piece of intelligence about the Wu Dynasty.
Wu Linger is ill and now lives in Jinghu Villa.
The government of the Wu Dynasty was managed by the left and right prime ministers, and the Empress Dowager Xi would make the final decision on any undecided issues... This intelligence did not say what disease Wu Linger had. Wu Linger was so young, but she was so ill that she could no longer personally take part in government affairs. How serious was her illness?
Fu Xiaoguan frowned, fearing that something might happen to Wu Linger.
It’s a pity that I can’t contact the senior brother, otherwise I would ask him to go and check on Wu Linger.
Then this information was all about the unfinished business left by Yu Wenjun and Dong Shulan in Guanyun City.
Only one lingerie workshop was opened, and the originally planned wine-making workshops and soap and perfume workshops were all aborted.
Dong Xiujing manages four shops in Guanyun City, but he is worried about the supply of goods - those products sell very well in Guanyun City, but the supply cannot keep up, especially soaps and perfumes.
Fu Xiaoguan sighed. This stuff had to be shipped from Xishan, a long way off. Even if Dong Shulan were to supply all of Yao County's produce to Wu Dynasty, it wouldn't be a solution to send distant water to quench immediate thirst.
So after the battle was over, after safely sending Her Royal Highness the Third Princess to the Desolate Country and then returning to the Yu Dynasty, the workshop in Guanyun City had to be restarted.
Just as he was thinking, Bai Yulian walked in and handed him a note.
"The Third Regiment engaged the enemy at midnight. The enemy was a 20,000-man army from the Desolate Nation. The battle lasted an hour, and the Third Regiment completely wiped out the enemy on the north slope!"
Fu Xiaoguan was stunned. The army of the Desolate Country?
"How much damage did we suffer?"
"Six died, the rest are fine."
"That's starting to make sense... So, Commander Gong is colluding with the barbarians. We need to be careful."
Bai Yulian looked at Fu Xiaoguan, "Why don't you praise me?"
Fu Xiaoguan looked at Bai Yulian and said, "You are really handsome!"
"roll……!"
"Ha ha ha ha……!"
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