General Jiang nodded: "Oh, that's really tricky."

It was chaotic last night, and I didn’t know how many people there were on the enemy side, but the number of people in the food and baggage transport teams was usually not that small. If they were all such heavy shield warriors, it would be very dangerous for our side... retreat when you need to, leaving the green hills behind.

Don't worry about running out of firewood.

Despite this, General Jiang is still happy.

Last night, I relaxed my muscles and bones with the enemy general and felt comfortable all over.

At this time, he asked a question that he was very concerned about.

"How much did they lose in terms of food?"

Kang Shi made a rough assessment in his mind.

Said: "If it's not 80%, it's probably 70%."

Overall, their operation was successful.

Our side was able to escape unscathed, while the other side suffered heavy food losses. In this era when human lives are at stake, our side can even be considered a great victory! General Jiang was even more happy after hearing this.

Then he sighed again, with a regretful look on his face: "It's a pity that there is no wine bag around me, otherwise I would have had a few sips to celebrate. I don't know what the face of that young man last night was."

Baggage logistics is the key to war.

The food and grass were destroyed, and they had to eat a meal of military sticks.

In severe cases, it can even lead to death.

Kangshi recovered a little and said with a touch of blood on his cheeks: "When I get to Sibao County, I would like to drink three thousand cups with the general!"

"Hahaha, okay, this is what you said."

Thinking of the taste of fine wine, my eyebrows widened.

The atmosphere here is good, but the enemy who suffered a vicious attack last night was not happy at all. Eight out of ten grains were lost, and the actual loss was more than Kang Shi expected. The grain bags were damaged and the grain was submerged in mud and rocks. He could not send anyone

Dig it out.

The food dug out is not worth the labor.

"I'm really careless..."

The enemy general still couldn't figure out why this was the case - this road was as remote as it could be, and birds and animals didn't like to stay here. How could they encounter a well-trained enemy soldier?

Last night, there were only three ways to express literary energy.

This means that there are no less than three scribes accompanying the army.

It just so happened that he was ambushed in that place.

The enemy general will be depressed and aggrieved, as if there is a lump in his throat.

He looked at the remaining grain...

How should we deal with this situation when we are so worried?

_(:з　∠)_

What can I say, I feel that this title 30 is simply unstoppable. I was in a daze as soon as the fight started...
Chapter completed!