life!』

"You! Humph!" The guard held back and took two steps back.

Liu Qiang turned his head and looked into the distance, but his eyes gradually lost focus...

……//‵(●_●)‵//……

In Changshan Camp, Sima Yi was sitting in the Chinese army tent, supporting his head with one hand and slowly clicking on the map with the other hand.

The seat in the middle of the tent was empty, and that was where Zhao Yun sat.

Sima Yi was sitting on the side. Although Zhao Yun now left Changshan Camp and handed over the affairs of the camp to Sima Yi for handling and management, normally Sima Yi could sit in the middle, but Sima Yi still did not move his

He didn't even touch anything on Zhao Yun's desk.

This naturally reflects Sima Yi's respect for Zhao Yun on the one hand, and on the other hand it is also a psychological hint...

According to the plan, Zhao Yun left the Changshan Camp, and the departure of the general of the Chinese army would make the soldiers feel a little uneasy, so Sima Yi completely retained Zhao Yun's desk and furnishings without touching them at all.

, so that the soldiers knew that Zhao Yun had only left temporarily and was not replaced. Zhao Yun's position was still there and he would come back.

Of course, ordinary soldiers don't understand this. They just see Sima Yi doing this, and they are more and more willing to listen to Sima Yi's arrangements. After all, in the Changshan Camp, in the hearts of these soldiers with their swords licking blood, Zhao Yun must be the most important.

He was older than Sima Yi. Since Sima Yi showed such respect for Zhao Yun, these soldiers were naturally willing to respect Sima Yi in the same way.

"Count the time, it's almost here..."

Sima Yi whispered to himself.

Sima Yi liked this feeling very much.

Everyone and everything is acting according to Sima Yi's deduction. Everything is under his control. This feeling...

Intoxicating.

Sima Yi was waiting for further news to be delivered.

In a war, whether there are enough sources of information and whether there is enough control over the battlefield is often the key to determining the outcome. Only with correct and sufficient intelligence can we make the right decision.

This is a very important point that Sima Yi learned when he was with Fei Qian.

When the Hussar General was not a Hussar, he was almost succeeded in a surprise attack by the Xianbei people. If the Xianbei people had not been exhausted at that time, maybe it was not the Xianbei people who died at that time, but the Hussar General himself...

As for the reason why that battle went to such an extent, the Hussars General Fei Qian concluded afterwards that one of the important reasons was that he did not have enough control over the battlefield. He thought that no one would come, but in the end, the Xianbei people came.

Already.

From that time on, the generals of the Hussars attached great importance to battlefield reconnaissance and information transmission. The scouts and sentries under the Hussars were already strong, and now they are even more elite. Picking one out of a thousand is a bit too much, but there is no such thing as picking one out of a hundred.

What a mistake, you can run if you mount your horse, you can hide if you dismount, you can recover if you get out...

So naturally, the Xianbei people were at a disadvantage before this battle even started.

In Sima Yi's view, the Xianbei people were just scum.

The Xianbei people rose too fast. How many years did it take for the Huns to conquer the desert?

His nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and he was scarred.

If you really want to talk about it, the Xianbei people don't have any background. They are just loose frames. If they are poked twice, they will fall to the ground. But all this time, the big man has no time, or has not thought about poking...

Until the appearance of the Cavalry General.

And Zhao Yun.

Before he joined the front-line army, Sima Yi was relatively confident, even a little arrogant. Because Sima Yi believed that intelligence was the most powerful, and martial arts was just an embellishment on intelligence, a tool for intelligence. But after meeting Zhao Yun

After witnessing Zhao Yun's almost unmatched heroic appearance on the battlefield, Sima Yi realized that sometimes, martial arts are also very powerful...

Zhao Yun severely injured Kebi Neng, causing Kebi Neng to withdraw from the competition for the Xianbei King and hide in the deep mountains and old forests to lick his wounds. It is not known whether he died in the white water and black mountains, and the remaining Bu Dugen was also killed.

One shot almost crippled him. Of course, without Zhao Yun, Sima Yi might have been able to succeed by relying on his own wisdom and fighting with soldiers, but it would definitely not be as crisp, light and agile as it is now, and at the same time, he would not have to bear as many soldiers' battle losses.

So when Bu Dugen sent the so-called King Jing of Zhongshan to come, Sima Yi was so happy that he could hardly control his smile and competed in martial arts. Even if ten Sima Yi squeezed together, they would not be able to reach the height of Zhao Yun, but if it were discussed

Is it a strategy, huh...

Sima Yi smiled.

The Xianbei people really couldn't bear it.

Just like the smell of blood on the grassland will definitely arouse the covetousness of carnivores, the bait thrown out by Sima Yi also attracted Bu Dugen's attention, and judging from the current intelligence, Bu Dugen has basically taken the bait.

.

But just having one Bu Dugen obviously cannot satisfy Sima Yi's appetite...

Since you want to play, you have to play a big one.

Sima Yi looked at the map, thinking, and deducing.

Suddenly, some sounds came from far away, which brought Sima Yi back to his senses from deep thought.

This is the sound of the scout's hooves returning in a hurry!

"coming!"

Sima Yi raised his head, and the brilliance of the dancing torches in the tent seemed to be reflected in his eyes.
Chapter completed!