Galdi used a telescope to watch the situation and the reactions of the nearby tribes. At this time, he also understood Aldun's strategy, put down the telescope, turned his head to Zhang Haotian and said: "Prince, we are the attacking side, and the casualties are greater than the enemy. Aldun's attack was the idea, which is very unfavorable to us. Should I ask Idler and Haninohai to stop the attack and withdraw immediately?"

In fact, before this attack, Zhang Haotian told Idler and Haninohai that he would only ask them to test the enemy's deployment and retreat at any time. However, now, he already knew that Aldun's deployment did not have the situation of attacking the clan and supporting the clans in advance. So, should he also withdraw as planned?

After a long silence, he asked Qi Rimai, who was behind him to bring the walkie-talkie and call on Idler and Haninohai, and these two men responded immediately.

Hearing the answers of the two, Zhang Haotian immediately said in a deep voice: "Idler, Haninohai, listen, before dark, attack the Hangan tribe, and you must not retreat. Do you hear it clearly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Idler and Haninohai answered in a firm voice almost at the same time.

Zhang Haotian didn't say anything anymore, gave Qi Rimai the walkie-talkie, picked up the telescope and looked forward.

Galdi couldn't help but say, "Prince, if we attack like this, we will suffer a lot of casualties. Wouldn't it be fooled by Aldun?"

Zhang Haotian did not put down his telescope and gritted his teeth and said, "We have already suffered casualties. If we don't take down the Nahangan tribe, the soldiers will have to sacrifice in vain and let the Nahangan tribe members recover. Next attack, we will repeat such casualties. It is better to destroy them now, and at least it can damage the morale of the Boyan tribe."

Listening to Zhang Haotian's plan, Galdi hurriedly said: "Yes, the Hangan tribe is closest to us. Unplug them, we are closer to Badatota City."

Zhang Haotian said "um" and stopped talking to him, because in the telescope, he had already seen Idler and Haninohai organize soldiers to climb out of the trenches and start charging. The soldiers in front learned the tactics of the Boyan tribes, holding iron shields, and each four people formed a shield formation, leaving a gap in the middle, shooting by one person, slowly moving towards the low wall.

The two sides have not yet approached at this moment, but Zhang Haotian already knew the defense method of the Hangan tribe. The short wall was only two meters. The soldiers of the Tatarot tribe could climb up with their hands. It was difficult to defend with rolling stones and other things. To prevent the side from crossing the low wall with the shield array, the most effective way is to attack with fire.

Sure enough, when the Tatarot soldiers in front were only ten meters away from the low wall, they saw black smoke rising from the low wall, and then hundreds of molten bottles were cut out, some fell on the shield, and some fell at the feet of the Tatarot soldiers. These molten bottles were made of extremely thin and brittle glass, and they could break when they fell on the soft grass, and immediately burned about one meter. Some of the Tatarot soldiers threw away their shields because of the heat of iron shields. Some of the feet were constantly jumping with burns, and their bodies were exposed. They were immediately hit by the Hangan people on the low wall with horse guns and fell to the ground.

In just a moment, three or four hundred Tatarot soldiers were killed and injured, but they did not retreat. Under the orders of Idle and Haninohai, they rushed one after another, but there were sharpshooters who had added cover behind them, trying to throw away less molten bottles on the low wall.

The sound of killing was shook the sky, the flames were raging, and the smoke was filled with smoke. An hour later, the corpses of the Tatarot soldiers were already densely filled with the corpses of the Tatarot soldiers. The soldiers behind them also had red eyes and were still attacking wildly on their companions' bodies. They rushed under the low wall several times, but were always stopped by the fuel dumped from the wall.

Zhang Haotian had the overall situation on the top of the mountain. After judging that the Boyan tribe could not rescue the Nahangan tribe, he used the intercom to order Idler to attack on the front, and the Haninohai went around the back of the Nahangan tribe through the trench. As long as the opening was torn on either side first, it could be completely broken.

In the fierce battle, the sunset was about to set, and it was dusk. The blood in the sky and the blood stains on the ground outside the short wall of the Hangan tribe reflected each other, and the countless burnt corpses seemed to be a living picture of hell on earth.

Zhang Haotian gritted his teeth tightly, his face turned pale, and he kept watching with a telescope. Although his side suffered heavy casualties, he did not order to stop because he had seen that the Hangan tribe members were also severely injured. Even the teenage children and the old woman in their sixties and seventies were on the low wall, and their combat effectiveness was getting weaker and weaker. The soldiers of the Tatarot tribe were still launching charges again and again in a crazy way, and there was a possibility of breakthrough at any time. The Tatarot tribe could undoubtedly win this battle, but the price paid was indeed too high.

About half an hour later, a raging fire lit up behind the Hangan yurt group. In a moment, Haninohai's excited cry came from the walkie-talkie in Qi Rimai's hand and said, "Attack, attack, prince, our soldiers have already attacked."

As he shouted, more and more fires in the yurt group started to burn. After only a while, a group of Tatarot soldiers rushed out of the yurt like tigers and shot at the Nahangan people behind the low wall in front. Idler's soldiers immediately took the opportunity to climb up the low wall. Not long after, the Nahangan group of the yurt group turned into a sea of ​​fire. From time to time, the Tatarot soldiers were massacring the remaining Nahangan people.

Although he promised Zhou Xueman to commit less murder, at this moment, when he saw the piles of dead Tatarot soldiers outside the low wall, Zhang Haotian understood that the old men, women and children had participated in the battle and had become enemies of the Tatarot soldiers. Everyone in the Tatarot soldiers were red and held their breath. They wanted to stop them, which would only hurt their hearts.

After an hour, night had already fallen, and the firelight of the Hangan yurts was still not extinguished, but there was no vitality inside. Idler and Haninohai led the remaining soldiers to lead cattle, sheep, horses, guns, ammunition and other spoils to turn around.

When the soldiers who participated in the war returned to the hills of Rayal, Zhang Haotian and Galdi had already arrived at the foot of the mountain to greet him, and asked Idler and Haninohai. Only then did they realize that in the battle against the Nahangan tribe, more than 1,300 people were killed in battle, more than 500 people seriously injured, and more than 400 people were slightly injured, while more than 1,600 people from the Nahangan tribe survived.

Judging from the number of deaths, the number of people on both sides seems to be similar, but everyone understands that the price paid by the Tatarot tribe is far greater than that of the Boyan tribe. You should know that the soldiers who died in the Tatarot tribe are all strong and energetic young and middle-aged people, while the Hangan tribe is included in men, women, young and old. There are more than 23,000 people in the entire Boyan tribe. If this continues, the more than 11,000 soldiers brought by Zhang Haotian will soon be consumed. In the end, they can only sigh at the tall and wide tower of Badatota City.

The dead soldiers were buried, the seriously injured soldiers were sent back to Mamu Valley, and the slightly injured soldiers were bandaged by the military doctors accompanying the army. The dinner had been prepared by the cook, and Zhang Haotian took the gang to toast and celebrate the achievements of all the remaining soldiers participating in the war. However, he felt a sense of difficulty in swallowing this wine. Although he knew that Aldon was an unbearable opponent, the problem he had set himself was really difficult and could not be done anymore. However, if he withdrew like this, it would not only damage his prestige, but also had a great blow to the morale of the soldiers of the Tatarot tribe. This was the first time he encountered such a difficult situation.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed. During these three days, Zhang Haotian couldn't sleep or eat, but he still didn't think of a way to break the consumption of Aldun. At this moment, he realized that he was too optimistic about the prospects in the past. He ended the battle before autumn and completely ended the grudge between him and Aldun. That was just his immature idea. At present, the risk of attack is far higher than retreat. He brought more than 10,000 troops to take pleasure and return lonely. What expression would Aldun in the city have? He could guess.

On the morning of the fourth day, Zhang Haotian sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain facing the sun, holding a meeting to discuss the advance and retreat.

After the tough battle against the Nahangan tribe, everyone realized that this battle could not continue to fight hard. Even Idler, who was the most important battle, looked sad and no longer said anything that insisted on attacking.

The meeting was a bit depressed, but no one suggested breaking the current deadlock. Zhang Haotian was about to express his intention to withdraw his troops when he saw a Tatarot soldier climbing to the top of the mountain and saying something to Qi Rimai in front of him. Qi Rimai immediately hurried over and whispered in his ear: "The third princess is here, and he will come up soon."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xueman would come to the Rayal Hill. Zhang Haotian wondered if she wanted to advise herself not to destroy the Hangan clan again, so he waved his hand and asked the crowd to disperse first. As for the retreat, he was not in a hurry. It would be too late to discuss it tomorrow.

Shortly after saying goodbye, the five big-mouthed pictures left, they saw Zhou Xueman, wearing a purple embroidered colorful robe, with tall hair, dressed like a Mongolian young woman, walking to the top of the mountain. Zhang Haotian stood up and greeted him, "Sheman, why are you here?"

As he said this, he had seen that Zhou Xueman's dignified and beautiful face was tired and his eyes were swollen. It was obvious that he had not had a good rest these days.

Zhou Xueman stared at the start of the show with a high spirit, and Zhang Haotian, who seemed a little gloomy at this time, took his hand, sat down on the ground, and smiled slightly and said, "Haotian, are you worried about attacking the Boyan tribe?"

Listening to Zhou Xueman mentioning this matter as soon as he met, Zhang Haotian had to nodded and said, "I'm in some trouble now."

Zhou Xueman immediately said: "I have heard from the seriously injured soldiers who were sent back to Mamu Valley when they attacked the Nahangan tribe. It is best not to happen again if such a thing is."

Zhang Haotian thought she was blaming her for the massacre of the tribe, so he said, "The Hangan tribe was indeed destroyed and no one was left. However, even I couldn't control the scene at that time. Xueman, I'm sorry, I didn't want to commit more murder, but sometimes I really can't help myself."

Unexpectedly, when Zhou Xueman heard what he said, his face became gentle. He reached out to stroke his face, and his eyes showed a look of love and said, "Haotian, can I not understand you now? I came this time, it's not that you didn't stop the massacre of the Hangan people, but wanted to help you."

Zhou Xueman was mature and steady, and he would not say that he had no idea that he felt it was effective. As soon as this came to Zhang Haotian's ears, he cheered up and said quickly: "Help me, Xueman, how do you want to help me?"

Seeing Zhang Haotian so anxious, Zhou Xueman smiled and said, "This is also my idea. It is not certain whether it can be done, but the risk is not great. You can try it."

Zhang Haotian immediately said: "Okay, how do you try?"

Zhou Xueman said: "During this period, I was still studying Mongolian history and the Holy Ancestor Genghis Khan. In the military books of the Han people, there were famous sayings that siege cities as the best and attack the heart as the best. Most ancient generals did the same, but Genghis Khan's approach was a little different. He always liked to massacre cities and killed no one in the whole city. However, the effect seemed to be better than the Han general's attack plan. Often, he destroyed a city, and there were ten cities behind him. After his army arrived, he opened the door without even fighting. If he abandoned morality and simply analyzed from the perspective of military tactics and psychology, I think he was very clever."

When Zhang Haotian heard this, he couldn't help but say, "We have destroyed the Nahangan tribe, but the various tribes of the Boyan tribe will not surrender to us at this time."

Zhou Xueman nodded and said, "Yes, the current situation is a bit different from the past when the Holy Ancestors fought, so we have to analyze the differences as carefully as we do research."

Zhang Haotian understood that she had already reached some conclusions and said, "Sheman, what are the differences do you think?"

Zhou Xueman knew that he was anxious about this matter and immediately said: "First of all, Aldun Leng became King of Boyan at the age of 16. It has been almost fifty years since now. The people of the Boyan tribe have become accustomed to obeying Aldun Leng. Moreover, his methods of treating the people are quite harsh. Whenever there is anything wrong with the people, they are often beheaded by the whole family. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for the people of the Boyan tribe to boldly do something to betray him."

Zhang Haotian said "Yes" and said, "I know this, so I have no hope."

Zhou Xueman shook his head and said, "No, there is still hope, and this hope is what I heard, saw, and felt from the Lanya people."

Zhang Haotian hurriedly said, "What do you think is this hope?"

Zhou Xueman said: "That is why the Lanya people join us, what is their psychology. And the Lanya people's psychology represents the psychology of all Boyan tribes."

Zhang Haotian said: "Then tell me what is the psychology of the Lanya people?"

Zhou Xueman said: "Like other people of the Boyan tribe, they were also afraid of Aldun. They were brought out because Aldun wanted to act more seriously and arranged for Suhe to do it. He did not say in advance that he would surrender to the Tatarot tribe. When they later entered the Tatarot tribe, they saw the prosperity of the Tatarot tribe, and your introduction of external things made them feel comfortable and convenient, so they truly surrendered. Except for a small part taken away by Suhe, most people were not as loyal to Aldun as we imagined."

Zhang Haotian understood a little and looked at her and said, "You mean, the Boyan tribes did not betray Aldun, because they were more afraid of him and did not dare to take risks."

Zhou Xueman nodded and said, "Yes, if the Tatarot tribe is not strong enough, they will not feel safe. They will worry about being captured by Aldun and being punished severely. This is very important. Therefore, you must not consume your own strength, otherwise those Boyan tribes who are secretly dissatisfied with Aldun will not defect to you."

Zhang Haotian said: "But now they still have no chance of joining the Tatarot tribe."

Zhou Xueman immediately said: "It's not that easy. From a psychological perspective, once a person is used to obeying a certain force, it is difficult to change it all at once without sudden inducement. Therefore, from this perspective, it is not harmless to destroy the Hangan tribe. This will pose a strong psychological threat to the other eight tribes left outside Badatota City, because no matter which tribe you choose as the target of attack, although it will pay a great price, the fate of men, women, and young people in this tribe cannot escape. They are also humans and are also afraid of death. Mothers will want their son to live well, husbands will want their wife to live well, and children will want their parents to live well. We should choose a tribe to put strong pressure on them and artificially cause this trigger. You should know that death is not scary, what is scary is the process of death. I think changes will occur in it."
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