1323: C1323 Real Warriors!

C1323 Real Warriors!

I have to say that the deputy's EQ is indeed very high, using flattery as an excuse, but quietly kicked the ball back to Sodier.

Now it was Sodier's turn to worry.

He was a civil servant. He was an expert among experts when it came to dealing with some matters or scheming in the court, but to him, bringing troops to war was a very strange field.

Before he set out, leading troops to war was like leading a group of people to fight another group of people. The nature of the battle was no different from a large-scale group battle, and picking up a group of people was like beating a hammer.

However, when he put it into practice, he realized that it was not as simple as he thought.

The other party did not even show his face, so how could he fight this battle?

What should he do when faced with such a situation?

Even though he was a layman, he could feel that something was wrong with this matter.

However, he still refused to give up his face and seek the opinions of others.

However, at this point, he seemed to have no other choice. He could only brace himself and say, "Then... Continue chasing, speed up!"

The deputy general by the side looked at Sodier's embarrassed appearance and could not help but secretly sneer in his heart.

But this was not the time for his combat power, so he still had to say the question in principle.

The deputy cleared his throat and said, "My lord, I thought that the enemy fled so quickly because my lord personally led troops to battle and was scared out of his wits by my lord's heavenly might."

"A bunch of rabble that was scared out of their wits. In order to survive, they would definitely have a huge amount of potential, which is why they ran so fast. The deputy cleared his throat and said, My lord, I thought that the enemy fled so quickly because my lord personally led his troops to battle and was scared out of their wits by my lord's heavenly might."

"Your Excellency's reputation is illustrious. To defeat the enemy without even needing to use troops and spears, such a magnificent feat is truly rare."

"However, your subordinate is foolish. Since the enemy has already fled, there is no need to waste any more time chasing after them. A bunch of scared motley crew members have already completely lost their ability to fight."

"Sir wants to take their lives as if he was taking something out of his pocket, but Sir is magnanimous and has a benevolent heart. I also hope that they can remember Sir's kindness and not come out to cause trouble in the future."

Hearing these words, Sodier was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes. I am merciful and want to spare their lives to this bunch of cowardly motley crew. Since they have already been defeated by this general's heavenly might, there is no need to continue killing them all. "

"Pass through my order! Stop chasing! Turn around immediately and head straight for the nest of the motley crew!"

At the same time.

"Chief Santo, the enemy has suddenly stopped chasing and is currently changing directions. They should be preparing to head towards our base camp!"

A scout hurriedly brought back a message.

"No, we have to find a way to stall them!"

Little Santo's face was gloomy. Yang Xuan had given him the order to stall the red armored soldiers for at least 24 hours.

However, it had only been two hours, and there was still a long way to go before the target could arrive.

"Do you have any good suggestions?"

Little Santo looked around and asked the generals.

This was the difference between a mature and excellent general and a stupid general.

As a mature and outstanding general, they only had one final goal in their hearts, and that was to complete their own strategic mission.

As long as they could complete the mission, they could use any method. As for things like face, they simply did not exist in their battlefield dictionary.

Simply put, one was pragmatic and pursued the final result.2

The other was pragmatic, mixing in a large amount of subjective emotions on the battlefield.

Comparing the two, the difference was obvious.

Therefore, when faced with this sudden change, little Santo immediately sought everyone's opinion. Although he was also very smart, gathering his thoughts and benefits was always a huge advantage.

"Reporting to the commander, I have a plan!"

A deputy general with hale and hearty eyes cupped his hands and said, "I think that the main reason the enemy suddenly gave up on pursuing us is because they haven't seen us for a long time."

"So the solution is very simple. Just like fishing, we can lure them back once they taste something!"

Little Santo nodded and said, "Continue."

The deputy continued, "The leader only needs to send 200 elites to me and let me lead this army to attack them. After engaging in close combat with them, we will fight and retreat. The leader will lead the main unit. As long as we deliberately expose our whereabouts at a safe distance... That way... We'll definitely be able to make them change their direction! "

Little Santo frowned and said, "This plan of yours is feasible, but I have to tell you the actual result. This time, we are facing the red armored soldiers. If we really do that... You and your two hundred brothers will never be able to return... There won't be any luck. "

"This subordinate understands!"

The deputy's gaze was firm as he said in a deep voice, "Since this subordinate has made this decision, he is already prepared to die."

"In the past, we have always been oppressed by the Red Shirt Church and have suffered humiliation. Now, we have begun to resist and see the hope of victory."

"Our operation this time is extremely important to the overall situation. It can be said that we are pulling the strings and moving the entire body."

"It was not easy for us to reach this step, but we have no other choice. If this subordinate's life were to come to an end... And the lives of two hundred brothers can be exchanged for the final victory. Then this subordinate and those dead brothers will be able to rest in peace below! "

Little Sang Tuo tightly knit his brows. His expression was terrifyingly gloomy, as if he was indecisive.

"Leader, don't hesitate. Hurry up and give the order. Otherwise, it will be too late!"

The deputy urged.

In the end, Little Santo gritted his teeth and looked at the deputy. "Okay, I agree with your operation. You can choose the 200 elites yourself."

" However, you have to explain the consequences to the brothers you've chosen. You can't force anyone, and you can't force them if they don't want to go! "

The deputy general cupped his hands and said," I understand! "

As he spoke, the deputy general immediately stood up. However, he had just taken a few steps back. He suddenly turned around and knelt on the ground. He kowtowed three times towards Little Santo. He said, "Reporting to the leader, these three kowtows are for all our brothers and sisters in the Tribal Alliance. And for you, for the Saintess, and for Commander Ye. After the war is over, if you don't find it troublesome, we will be satisfied if you can find time to pour a few cups of wine in front of our brothers' graves every year! "

After saying that, the general stood up and strode away without hesitation.

Little Santo's Adam's apple wiggled slightly as he watched the deputy general's back as he left.

He was a person with great endurance, but it did not mean that he had a heart of stone. At this moment, his heart might be more uncomfortable than anyone else's.

However, he had to restrain his emotions because this was a battlefield. His goal was to complete the mission beautifully.

For these loyal warriors who did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives, the best way to repay them was to win the war, completely overthrow Sanzhu Zarro, and let these brothers die with value!

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