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Three hundred and eighty-ninth training

Facing Xiao Moha, who had already shown a "sad soldiers" and was extremely determined to defend Jiashan, Wang Lin was not anxious.

The Qi army's attack sequence was only 10,000 people, and its troops did not have a big advantage, and its advancement was not fast. The results achieved by the Qi army in the early stage also seemed dispensable in Wang Lin's eyes... His killer move was not here yet.

The only thing he has to do now is to continue to let the soldiers under his command fight against the Chen army. Even if it is useless and even if many people will die, this is a necessary condition for training a strong army.

The battle lasted for more than two days, and the Qi army was still fighting against Chen Jun in Jiashan. Xiao Mohe had gradually come to his senses: "The market is chaotic, the order is not divided, there is no structure at all, it's just a fool!"

His armor was covered with dried blood stains. In a fierce battle, the clans retreated to the camp on a large scale, leaving behind scattered weapons and dead bodies. The smell of blood in the air was disgusting.

"It's so strange." The general murmured, Xiao Moha glanced and asked in a solemn voice: "What do you want to say?"

The general came back to his senses from the trance and thought deeply, and quickly buzzed his fists and said in a solemn manner:

"With Wang Lin's strength, we were able to wipe out one shot yesterday. Why did we confront our army for so long and not take it down? Also, it is said that they attacked me and defended me. Their losses were much greater than ours, but the other party had no intention of retreating. They fought from the sunrise to the present... We fought in this battle a little confused."

Chen's fortifications were just a simple semi-finished product. There were only a few thousand Chen's soldiers here, and Wang Lin had tens of thousands of troops. In a hurry, Chen's army was even more unlikely to stop Wang Lin.

But Wang Lin was like planning. Every time Xiao Maha couldn't hold on, so he immediately stepped back and replaced another unit, so the front line was pushed back to its original position.

Isn’t this a waste of time? What Wang Lin thought is really puzzling.

Xiao Mohe was silent when he heard this, pressed his right hand on the sword at his waist, and his snarling tiger eyes narrowed into a slit, and he didn't know where to look... In fact, he had been thinking about this question in his heart.

Wang Lin had many powerful soldiers, and not only had county soldiers and farming soldiers recruited from various states, but also the elite soldiers of the Imperial Army in Yecheng were raised. Most of them were strong and had a desperate attitude, but they were always thunder and raindrops, which made them feel like they were about to stop.

...According to the principle of military law, if you want to defeat a camp like Xiao Moha, you should gather superior forces to attack the enemy one by one, but Wang Lin turned around, not only attacked the entire line, but also attacked in a dispersed and laddered manner. The effect of such a fighting style is very doubtful... Anyone with a discerning eye in Xiao Moha's camp can see that it is fragile and vulnerable. Wang Lin will disperse after concentrating his strength, but Wang Lin did not.

Why is this?

Xiao Mohe knew in his heart that Jiashan under his feet was one of the keys to the decisive battle in the future. Wang Lin rushed over immediately, probably not unclear... But Wang Lin chose the stupidest and least reliable method.

Wang Lin is a very terrible opponent. He is familiar with the various styles of playing of the generals of the Southern Dynasties, which is undeniable. But in local wars, tactics are obviously more important than strategy.

Xiao Moha knew his own advantages and tried to rely on the Chen army's combat capabilities slightly higher than the Qi army, to drag the situation into positional defense war, and launch round after round of battles with the Qi army with a fierce and long offensive.

While he was working hard to maintain the organization of the army, he continuously cut off the Qi army and launched an attack tirelessly... He would undoubtedly lose the battle to launch a hedge against the entire army. Only by fully leveraging his own advantages can there be a glimmer of hope.

After the failure of this attack, the Qi army's tactics and organizational capabilities gradually increased. From the initial scattered attacks to the later scheming, they became more and more calm and the killing and damage given to the Chen army was also more and more terrifying. In two days, almost all the combat sequences under Wang Lin had the experience of fighting with the Chen army, and their combat will became increasingly tenacious!

This is something Xiao Mohe didn't understand at the beginning.

Xiao Maha pondered for a while and suddenly sighed deeply: "Wang Lin is fighting here. He is clearly training troops. The camps that are intact and our strength is far inferior to him. The army is far away from Shiliang. It will take at least half a month to get the news and go north. Therefore, he is so fearless. He treats us all as whetstones to train his soldiers!"

After he said this, everyone understood it at that time. They had such speculations in their minds, but they had never dared to say it out loud. This was a big blow to the morale of Chen Jun.

"Although Wang Lin's method is rough, it is not wise. Compared with the ability of individual soldiers to fight, the new recruits he pulled were far from comparable to our army. Even with the imperial guards in Yecheng... He has many soldiers and a wide range of generals, and one to one to one, even if they can't destroy us, we can't do anything to them. Anyway, we have been surrounded by them, and it will be a matter of time before we take down Jiashan... arrogance."

Speaking of this, Xiao Maha couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Wang Lin didn't take him seriously at all, and even targeting him was not worth targeting. This powerlessness and frustration gave Xiao Moha a strong sense of humiliation. Wang Lin was so confident that he could control him?

Compared to Chen's indignation, the Qi army's central army was still calm. It is located south of Chishui and five miles west of Jiashan. There are three barriers on the outer side, all of which are thick wooden nails, surrounding the central army's tent in the middle. Since Jiashan has not been taken down, the blueprint that Wang Lin had not yet been spread out. For the time being, the three armies gathered here. Zhongli in the rear was still transporting supplies to the south bank of Chishui for a moment, which seemed much crowded.

There were endless messengers between the various camps and camps, reporting every moment of the front line in time... Wang Lin inspected the camps, and the soldiers in various units were in a stable mood. Many people who felt nervous before the war began to relax at this time, which shows that the soldiers had passed the battlefield phobia of the new recruits, and could face the enemy directly and draw their blades to face each other.

This is a big change.

"...I don't want to carry out a large-scale battle now and throw out troops like this. We can indeed defeat Xiao Maha in one fell swoop by the number of people, but this does not mean anything. Sooner or later we will face the hedging of tens of thousands of people and hundreds of thousands of people, and then it will be a decisive battle.

"I estimate that Wu Mingche's trump card is actually around 20,000 to 30,000... It is unlikely that more than 50,000... When it comes to this, all his trump card has been revealed. Ren Zhong, the East Army closest to him, is a two-faced guy and is obviously not very obedient. Then... some of the things we planned in the early stage can also play a role.

"He might have set up a suspicious array at the beginning, making people feel that his troops are constantly coming, but after a certain level, his advantage will gradually be lost, and then the whole airs will collapse... Have you noticed that the attack situation of Chen's army is much more scattered than when he first entered Huainan. Pi Jing and the other side probably saw this possibility, so they simply chose to hold on. At this time, he should go to Suyu..."

Wang Lin had previously speculated on the map that the direction of the entire war was countless times. Although the situation of the war changed greatly, such speculation may not be useful, but in general, the overall situation is still controllable, and everything is still following Wang Lin's script, which more or less relieves Wang Lin's inner anxiety:

"I reported to the court before that the court was not in a hurry to fight the decisive battle with the Southern Army. When they wanted to fight a protracted war, the ministers and ministers were still very annoyed. Except for Zu Yi, Yuan Biao and His Majesty, almost no one supported me. Now... I am finally about to prove myself."

This is the first time this year that Wang Yan has seen his father express a sincere smile on his face.

Wang Lin stroked her beard and suddenly stopped laughing at the dark moon in the sky:

"Tomorrow's general attack, take down the Chen army camp... and occupy Jiashan before their reinforcements arrived!"
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