Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The more Chen Ze thought about it, the more he shook his head, and his expression became more and more solemn.

This is not a war game. After a bloody battle, the system automatically refreshes the battlefield for you.

The people on Haotian Continent are no different from what he knew in his previous life. They are all living, real people with flesh and blood and bones. They will not turn into a ball of light or a wooden box after death.

There are often thousands of troops, and at least a thousand carriages of luggage and supplies. These people or objects will not disappear out of thin air after being attacked, but will always leave some traces.

Blood, wreckage, frightened horses, food and grass, and even messy footprints during the battle, it is impossible for the other party to clean everything up perfectly.

There is always something left behind.

But, no!

Huang Zhengyang didn't notice anything strange, and Chen Ze came out of Xichuan City without noticing anything suspicious.

This is very abnormal!

unless……

Chen Ze took a deep breath and ordered everyone to stop marching and rest on the spot.

He himself got off his horse, found a flat place under a tree, and spread the map he carried with him on the ground.

This map takes Xichuan City as the starting point and Bo'an City as the end point, and outlines in detail the best march route between the two, which is also the supply line that Anluo Province has planned for a long time.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

When Chen Ze leaned over to look at the map, Li Quanan and others gathered around him.

"You guys wait a moment."

Chen Ze waved his hand, thought for a while, and then ordered: "The three of you will lead one hundred elite soldiers. Except for the direction of Bo'an City, go to the other three directions to guard the area."

"Once any abnormality is discovered, immediately use the sounding arrow to warn!"

As he spoke, he assigned generals to Li Quan'an, Xu Qing and Guozi in the general system. As for Chen Ming, he was patrolling the periphery and was not here at the moment.

After the three of them were ordered to leave, his eyes fell back on the map.

Squatting down, Chen Ze placed two small stones at different locations along the supply line to represent the two Xichuan troops that should have encountered each other but did not.

The two troops were in tandem. The one closest to him should be the third wave of baggage troops that came out of Bo'an City soon. After walking halfway, the one heading toward Xichuan City was the second wave.

After looking at each of the two stones, he picked up two more stones, one placed at his current location, and the other, representing Meng Yang's cavalry unit, placed at a later location.

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This move made his brows sink.

Chen Ze saw that the stone belonging to Meng Yang was very close to the third wave of Xichuan City's baggage troops, almost overlapping.

So the hallucination just now...

He closed his eyes, and the image of the entire supply army appeared in his mind.

"Once a fight breaks out, there will be many traces..."

In an instant, the scene in his mind turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, like a Shura purgatory.

"People are dead...there are corpses everywhere."

"The horses were also frightened... and the carriages collided with each other, and the food and grass supplies were scattered all over the ground."

"The number of soldiers in the ambush won't be very large, and we won't be able to eat all the food in a while, so we can only... burn it?"

A raging fire was ignited in my mind, accompanied by horses neighing and people howling, the scene was chaotic.

"But what if..."

The scene was like a replay, the fire disappeared, the soldiers who had fallen in a pool of blood stood up again, everything became orderly again, and a baggage troop of more than 5,000 people was marching along the established route.

However, this marching army rotated 180 degrees, the front formation changed to the rear formation, and the direction of everyone's march changed from Bo'an City to Xichuan City.

"What if there is no carriage?"

The over a thousand carriages in the picture suddenly disappeared, leaving only more than five thousand troops continuing to march.

"What if there aren't so many soldiers?"

Then Chen Ze saw that in the scene he simulated, nearly 3,000 people were transformed from soldiers holding shields and guns into unarmed ordinary people.

"Yes! That's how they should be!"

Chen Ze nodded slightly. His own troops were all soldiers, but 3,000 of them were disguised as civilians to confuse Zhu Yan into ambush.

But the other troops were not disguised. Their teams originally consisted of two to three thousand soldiers plus two to three thousand civilians recruited temporarily.

The number of troops used to escort the baggage in Xichuan City was only 10,000. After being divided into three waves, the actual strength of each army was only more than 3,000.

As for those people.

To put it bluntly, except for a few extremely brave soldiers, it is not difficult for a well-trained soldier to take on two or three able-bodied civilians.

The general force value given by the Star System is 5 for ordinary people, while a qualified soldier has at least 10 points, and an elite soldier has a force value between 15 and 20. First of all, there is a huge difference in force, not to mention that the soldiers are well-trained.

The cooperation between them is also unmatched by ordinary people.

Even if the number of civilians were doubled, it would still be the civilians who would be massacred.

And are the ambush troops sent by the Zhu Yan Empire elite?

The answer is yes.

How could it be possible to send only ordinary soldiers to carry out such a difficult task?

They must be the elite soldiers in Zhu Yan's country. Even if they are not as good as Chen Ze's Xuanjia elite, they are not much different. On the contrary, they have an advantage in numbers.

"So, civilians without combat effectiveness can be removed."

As the thought came together, in the picture in his mind, nearly half of the human hands disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the other half of the real soldiers.

From a large-scale transport force to a reduced number of less than 3,000 soldiers, the picture in Chen Ze's mind suddenly became much empty.

"And these soldiers are not considered elite. At most, they are of average level, or even below."

The thought came together again, and numbers appeared above the heads of each soldier in the picture, mostly between 9 and 12.

This speculation is not unreasonable. After all, when the Bo'an war begins, each city will of course send its own elite to support them. The soldiers left behind are already inferior in quality, and they are only responsible for supplying supplies to the rear. How can they be elite?

"The combat effectiveness is not high!"

Chen Ze looked at the dense numbers in his mind and shook his head slightly.

"Assume that the Zhu Yan Empire's ambush troops number 20,000!"

Then I reset it in my mind.

Twenty thousand, this was a number that he, the two governors Zheng Yang, and Mr. Jing agreed upon when they were in Xiyun City.

Even if Zhu Yan's ambush troops sneak in at all the suspected breaches to the east, the total number will not be too many, with 20,000 being the limit.

The picture in his mind suddenly became overcrowded, and a large number of Zhu Yan's ambush soldiers appeared one after another, surrounding the Xichuan soldiers.

"Twenty thousand versus three thousand... elite versus ordinary..."

"Even if there are three thousand civilians to help out... no, if there are civilians, the morale will be even lower, and there will be no need to fight."

"So... I won't fight at all!"

Chen Ze suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with light.

"Even if it is a fight, it will only be a slight friction. Then, the choices these baggage soldiers, including the generals leading the team, will make are..."
Chapter completed!