"The left wing 800 people came here, and they were spread out in four parts, one part was 200. You just need to hit the low with high and run away after shooting the arrow."

"Catch five hundred people in the back, you are lurking here. If the left wing is pursued, you will meet with the left wing brothers and fight the enemy."

"At the end of the road ambushers at the beginning of the battle in front, at the narrow middle section, a large army entered the enemy's formation, cut off the enemy's formation, so that the enemy's head and tail were not taken care of each other."

"The vanguard is now circling around and killing, attracting thunder to bombard the enemy's rear team, breaking up people, but after the scattering, don't chase after the central army comes, and putting the enemy in a closed state. When the central army drives the scattered soldiers and brave men to the Xiangjiang River, the entire army will attack, and they can ride horses and ride mules without horses. The momentum in the front must be sufficient, and it will be heartbroken in one fell swoop."

Miaoyan carefully pointed all the details that Song Beiyun did not describe on the map, and then she looked up and looked around: "Simply put, the forward will change to the rear wing, the rear wing will turn to the forward, and the three will surround one to show the enemy to be strong."

Then Miaoyan calculated the time roughly: "There are three hours left, and the enemy team will pass through the pass, everyone, move."

Song Beiyun nodded, and the surrounding generals immediately took action, while the remaining few were waiting for orders. Miaoyan drew circles around: "You don't need to fight when you wait for each unit. You just need to beat the drums and drums when the teams are dispersed in the front, and while making a sound, shouting that the disarmer will not be blamed. The sound should be loud, dense, and excited."

"Finally." Miaoyan pointed at Song Beiyun: "You summon people to start cooking under the city walls, don't be reluctant to leave the ingredients. Anyway, you have to eat them, so let's have a picnic today. By the way, bring all the explosives packs and throw one out before meeting them. Don't worry about the enemy's casualties during the first wave of contact."

Song Beiyun nodded: "Your order is so clear."

"It's professional." Miaoyan slapped Song Beiyun's butt: "I'm going to give it back to you, see if you dare to look down on me."

The soldiers and horses outside the city began to move, and according to Miaoyan's instructions, all teams were heading towards the predetermined location. In order not to let enemy spies discover it, Xiaoyu even took a few experts in the Siming Department to hunt, which was completely like a special forces soldier.

"Let's see how your combat plan is."

"Haha." Miaoyan smiled disdainfully: "In terms of strategy, I am not as good as you, because it is still a matter of vision. But if you are playing tactics, you will have to be rubbed by me on the ground in just one place. Your strategic plan is correct, but the tactical plan is full of loopholes, and it is simply a case of frame-up. This will not only cause super high combat losses, but also easily be fucked by others. You can't always bet that others are weak."

"What my wife taught her is the lesson."

"Get out! You are not worthy of calling me a wife now." Miaoyan patted Xiao Song's face: "When you are the king, if you don't have the king, just die a little."

"Damn... Isn't it enough to say that the favorability level is 25?"

"Just just a title. If you give any chicken two stagnant of money, she can call your husband." Miaoyan raised her eyebrows: "But I really want to enjoy the power of my husband, and I have a hundred favors."

"Fuck... I won't talk nonsense to you, I'll deal with you when I come back."

"Waiting for you."

Miaoyan sat back on the chair and looked at Song Beiyun's back. She smiled and opened a small notebook and wrote a note on it, "Song Beiyun was inspired by force, strategy value +1. Now Song Beiyun's force value: 79, intelligence value: 87, strategy value: 73, charm value: 81, total achievement completion number 4/122, favorability: 13, pornography: 35,"

After writing, she closed the book, smiled on her own, and muttered: "The Northern Song Dynasty's Division of the Three Kingdoms."

She was surprised as soon as she looked up, because at some point Song Beiyun stood in front of her. She was about to take back her notebook, but Xiao Song took it away.

"You give me back..."

Song Beiyun didn't care about those things. Miaoyan was only about one meter and fifty meters tall. He hugged him in his arms and pressed him directly on his chest. He looked through a few pictures with one hand, laughed, and used a lot of effort to pinch Miaoyan's butt: "You're dead today. When I come back, I'll let you see what the force value is."

"You pinch me... I want to reduce my favorability..."

But Song Beiyun didn't care about that, put down his notebook and picked up the helmet on the table and put it under his armpits, and walked out.

After he went out, the detective who reported to him had already sent back the exact location of the enemy. After getting the information, he looked around: "Why didn't they take a detour?"

The general on the side replied: "The surrounding terrain is rugged. If the supply is cut off when the detour is taken, the army will become an exhausted army in a short time, and will naturally be defeated without a fight. If it comes straight to attack the city, there is still some chance of winning."

"They are so stubborn, why don't they accept surrender? The seal has passed, and the meaning is very obvious, that is, Changsha City is gone." Song Beiyun shook his head silently: "The hometown is gone, where do they want to go."

"Just fight to the death, the crime of treason is unforgivable."

Song Beiyun chuckled with his hands behind his back and said, "Buy in the pot! Add some spices today to let the taste float away."

In the afternoon, an explosion suddenly sounded in front of him. Song Beiyun immediately woke up from his drowsiness. He raised his hand: "Come on, remove the lid!"

Hundreds of large pots were lifted and simmered in the pot for several hours. The meaty smell with enough spices immediately floated.

But at this time, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have been plotted by Miaoyan again. She just didn't want to let herself go to the front line... The smell of meat was not even more than ten kilometers away!

This chicken king... is really deadly.

Explosions in front of him were heard one after another. Song Beiyun calculated the sound. From the beginning to now, there were twenty of them. The number of explosive packs in the entire army was about fifty. So now the ambushed surprise soldiers have been thrown away and should have started to retreat. The remaining one is the middle-level soldiers who have begun to show their might.

Sure enough, an explosion sounded farther away, and then a loud shout of killing came from afar. This was a momentum that only the large army could have.

"This Chicken King...is really amazing."

Although she said she wanted to teach Miaoyan a lesson, the girl's ability to grasp details was really strong. Every link was in her preset. She even calculated how the enemy would pursue and how many people would be able to win overwhelmingly in response to the pursuit.

"The programmer I brought with me is no better than the one I brought with me..." Song Beiyun sighed secretly.

When he was so itchy that he wanted to go to the front line to check, the psychological warfare troops were dispatched. They formed a queue and beat drums and drums all the way, and the suona was ticking and shouting loudly. Each of them carried a large package, filled with dry food.

The fight lasted until midnight, when wind blew in the sky, the temperature dropped several times again, and from time to time, he was injured and brought back by the front-line rescue team of the Xiang army. Whether it was the Red Turban Army or not, they were carried home. In Song Beiyun's words, everyone was the enemy with a red cloth strip. Who can tell whom after picking it off, and try to reduce casualties as much as possible.

The plan of this medical team also played a significant role in the previous few small-scale combat effectiveness, at least to a certain extent, greatly boosted the morale of the frontline soldiers. No matter how they survive, they had a much greater chance of survival.

"Come on, don't be busy. Drink a bowl of meat soup." Song Beiyun stood at the city gate and pointed to the soldiers in the wing who were anxious to enter the city: "You drink it, and the wounded will drink it too. Today, the meat is enough."

"So... thank you Yunshuai."

"Don't cry, don't cry, hurry up." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "What's wrong with the front line? Oh? Is this a rebel on the stretcher?"

"Come back to Yunshu, as you tell me, as long as you have a tone, we will bring him back."

"Young man is very good." Song Beiyun pointed to the wounded soldier on the stretcher with a smile on his face: "You are lucky. After going back to the treatment, I don't remember where you are. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Thank you, sir..." The wounded soldier thanked repeatedly, and Song Beiyun just waved his hand and let them go into the city.

It was getting late at this time, and the soldiers of various departments were back one after another. They were eating meat and drinking soup at the city gate. Song Beiyun did not ask about the results of the battle. He just greeted him back and forth like a kitchen squad leader. After all, it was a task arranged by Miaoyan...

"Ship Yun!"

"Yun Shuai!"

"Ship Yun, good news ahead!"

"No more nonsense." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "First eat, this meat has been stewed all day long and smells fragrant."

Three large pieces of meat, a basin of rice and a large spoon of meat soup, each soldier became a piglet who grabbed the trough. The physical supplement brought by fat and sugar quickly made them lively. When Song Beiyun saw this scene, he finally knew what Miaoyan wanted him to stand at the door for.

This girl... the evil sect is really evil. If she was not her golden finger but her enemy, Song Beiyun would feel terrifying even if she thought about it, and she didn't even know what tricks she could use to kill her.

"Report to Commander Yun! Today, our side has won a great victory, with only more than 300 casualties, but more than 4,000 enemy troops were captured! The rest of the enemy troops were dispersed and disappeared."

A commander of a middle-level army rushed over excitedly, took the soup handed to him by Song Beiyun, and said excitedly: "If nothing unexpected happens, the central army will arrive tomorrow morning and we will win."

Song Beiyun did not speak directly, but watched him snort and eat soup and rice. After a day of battle, it was more real to be able to eat such a meal for the soldiers than to make achievements.

"By the way, let the surrendered generals and soldiers come to eat too." Song Beiyun pointed to the iron pot piled up under the city wall: "I took out all my family's foundation today, it would be a pity that I couldn't finish it."

"Why give them food?" a commander said unconvincedly: "All rebels deserve to die."

"What should you be damn? If you don't want to fight all the way in the future, you can do what I say. It's delicious and delicious. If you want to leave, let go, and if you want to stay, you will be included."

"Yunshuai, I really don't understand the humble position."

"Don't worry." Song Beiyun patted his shoulder: "You will understand slowly."

As he said that, Song Beiyun looked at the sky and said to the surrounding generals: "There may be another surprise attack tonight. You are all more energetic and the city gate will not be closed, but if they are allowed to enter the city, you will be in danger."

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Let’s take a break today and fight tomorrow. I had nightmares last night and didn’t sleep well.
Chapter completed!