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When Yu Shan was anxiously waiting for the casualty statistics, Liang Xiao's mood was also up and down. But he couldn't show it, so he could only hide it in his heart and had to make a confident and win-win look. This was a great test for his acting skills, and it was harder than pretending to be a minister in front of the emperor.

If Zhao Yingqi is the supreme commander of these South Vietnamese soldiers, then he is the spiritual pillar of these South Vietnamese soldiers. Everyone is staring at him and watching his every move. If there is any slight disturbance here, the South Vietnamese soldiers will stir up huge waves. If there is a trace of uneasiness here, the despair hidden in the hearts of the South Vietnamese soldiers will emerge, magnify countless times until they are defeated.

Anyone who is surrounded by dozens of times the enemy will panic. This emotion cannot be relieved by just a few empty words, nor can it be completely controlled by heavy rewards and punishments. If survival is a problem, no threat will become a threat.

Liang Xiao must always make them believe that they can not only survive, but also have the opportunity to defeat the enemy, make great achievements and return to their hometown, so that they can always be in an active and active state and not be overwhelmed by their own fears.

Liang Xiao stood up, walked to the edge of the cliff, and looked down at the Minyue Army under the ridge with his hands. Even without using a clairvoyance, he could see the commissar running back and forth. He guessed what Yu Shan was doing at this moment and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

God really helped me. Jing Zhao was not here, and he was commanding the idiot Yu Shan at the time of the battle. He only relied on one breath. He either didn't fight, and if he wanted to fight, he had to fight, and he would not give his opponent a chance to breathe. He stopped just after the fight, which was a serious setback to the morale of the attacking party. If Jing Zhao was commanding, he would definitely not make such a low-level mistake.

He could almost feel the doubts and uneasiness of the Minyue Army.

It seems that the Minyue Army suffered a considerable loss, but I don’t know how much the South Vietnamese Army suffered. Fighting for the big one with a small amount is not allowed at all. Losing one or two thousand people will not have any serious impact on the Minyue Army. If you lose one hundred people, the morale of the South Vietnamese Army will be severely damaged.

Liang Xiao was very anxious, but he couldn't send someone to ask. He knew that Zhao Yingqi must be counting the number of people at this moment. If he took the initiative to ask, he would seem to be unsure. He could only wait for Zhao Yingqi to report the news.

It is a blessing or a disaster, this is a key turning point. If the loss is within his estimated range, the confidence of the South Vietnamese soldiers will be strengthened. If it is more than he estimates, the image he has finally established will be discounted.

Liang Xiao held his hands behind his back, holding his hands tightly together. He could feel the blood vessels in his temples beating, and he could also hear his heart beating faster than usual. He tried hard to adjust his breathing to keep himself as calm as possible, at least not let others see his nervousness.

If the command is determined, it is easy to say, but how many can it be done?

I don't know how long it took, footsteps came from behind me. Liang Xiao turned to his side and listened intently. The footsteps were very fast, but they were very light. The person who came should be feeling relaxed. It seemed that the news was not too bad, and maybe it was still ideal. Liang Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and was stunned when he was about to speak.

The person who came to send the message was not the military officer he thought, but Zhao Yingqi himself.

Zhao Yingqi's face turned slightly red, and he couldn't control his smile. He quickly walked to Liang Xiao, grinned, and smiled before he could speak. "June. Guess, what are our losses?"

Liang Xiao couldn't help laughing. Although Zhao Yingqi was the prince, he had no choice but to go through any major events, especially such major events on the front line of life and death. His expression had betrayed him, and he must have been within one tenth of his estimate before.

"How many beheads?"

"I don't know the specific number yet, but it should be more than two thousand." Zhao Yingqi laughed out loud. "June, none of us died, only seven people were injured, and all of them were slightly injured."

"One... isn't dead?" Liang Xiao was also stunned. This was a bit too exaggerated, right? According to his estimate, the actual combat in the first formation was the most likely time to suffer casualties. He attacked from all directions, with only one hundred people on each side, ten small formations, and it was inevitable to lose 100 people. None of them died, so why did it sound so unreal? If it was luck, this luck would be a bit ridiculous.

"Really, all the forty small formations that attacked remained intact, and only seven people were slightly injured, which did not affect the battle." Zhao Yingqi did not notice Liang Xiao's shock, and told the statistics in one breath, and was overwhelmed with excitement. His admiration for Liang Xiao could not be concealed. He bowed his hand repeatedly and was almost overwhelmed.

Liang Xiao also breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the pleasure in his heart, and said with a light expression: "So, Your Highness's luck is really good, it's gratifying." However, he laughed three times in his heart. One of them was not dead, and my luck was also very good. Not only did he meet an opponent who could bully, he also created such a magical record.

Zhao Ying was flirting with each other. "Yes, my luck is really good, so I can get help from the Lord. If it weren't for the Lord, I would have to run away now. Haha, maybe Lu Jia, Zhao Guang thought I was dead and was considering who would succeed to the throne."

"Will your Highness slap them in the face when he triumphantly?"

Zhao Ying raised his eyebrows. "This is a must! Not only do you have to fight, but you also have to beat them hard, making their faces bloom, and they will recognize who is the real king...the heir."

Liang Xiao squeezed his eyes and smiled knowingly at Zhao Yingqi's "slip error". Zhao Yingqi was stunned for a moment, and also smiled, patting Liang Xiao's shoulder, looking like you know me, heaven and earth know.

War is the catalyst of emotion. Zhao Yingqi unknowingly regarded Liang Xiao as a true friend. Their chatter and laughter fell into the eyes of the soldiers of the South Vietnamese, which added a bit of confidence to win. After winning the first battle, they saw the power of the small formation, and finally put their nervousness in their stomachs.

While Liang Xiao and Zhao Yingqi breathed a sigh of relief, Yu Shan's face turned pale and furious.

The casualties statistics made him very angry and unacceptable. Four thousand people attacked, only 1,851 people came back, and more than 500 people were injured. Although the casualties were heavy, it was not these that made Yu Shan angry, but he lost so many people, but he didn't know why.

The soldiers who retreated said that the woods were very dark, and they could not see the opponent's appearance clearly, nor could they see the number of opponents. Judging from their courage to surround them all and attempt to wipe out them all, the number of opponents should be more than a thousand.

Yu Shan was furious. If there were more than a thousand people on all sides, wouldn’t there be four or five thousand people on the ridge? Jing Zhao and Jing Ping were careless, they would never make such a mistake. It must be that the soldiers who lost the battle were afraid of being punished and deliberately exaggerated the enemy’s strength.

This was the greatest contempt for him, the master general. He ordered people to call Kan Yu, the only one among the four lieutenants, and looked him up and down. He sneered: "Captain Kan Yu, aren't you injured?"

Kan Yu was defeated and was worried. Seeing Yu Shan's expression, he was even more uneasy and quickly bowed to apologize. "The Prime Minister, the last general is incompetent, please punish the Prime Minister."

"Kan and the captain, don't be nervous." Yu Shan squeezed out a smile. "Four attacking thousand-man teams have the least losses in your team. You don't seem to be hurt. I really want to know what your opponent looks like, can you tell me?"

Kan Yu felt a little sad when he heard this. The 1,000 people led by him attacked the mountains and fought hard for more than an hour. In the end, only more than 700 people retreated. Nearly 300 people were broken into the woods and never came back. The loss was 30% lost in one battle. Such a loss was still the smallest. Wouldn't the situation of other divisions be worse?

Kan Yu did not dare to neglect and told the battle again. He did not enter the woods. He just heard from his escaped subordinates that the South Vietnamese soldiers in the woods adopted a strange tactic like a bandit, but how strange it was, the statements were different. He could not figure out which one was right and who was wrong.

"So, you haven't seen the enemy with your own eyes?"

Kan Yu shook his head, and an ominous shadow flashed in his heart. He didn't know who the other three lieutenants were, but he knew that he was not Yu Shan's confidant, so he was more careful. When he saw that the war was not going well, he immediately retreated to avoid the loss and was punished by Yu Shan.

Yu Shan leaned back and sneered: "Junzheng, what should he be guilty of fighting in the face of war?"

Jun Zheng, who was standing aside, heard this, his face sternly, and said in a deep voice: "According to military orders, we should be killed."

When the chief minister heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly approached Yu Shan and whispered: "The Prime Minister of the Kingdom, killing the generals at the last battle will damage morale. Please think twice."

Yu Shan waved his hand. "What's the use of such a cowardly general? He can also inspire morale if he kills him. If someone comes, he cut off his head and inspects the army. If there are any cowardly fighters, he will never let him go."

Kan Yu was shocked and shouted loudly. Yu Shan ignored him. The two personal guards stood over, held Kan Yu, dragged him to the audience, and cut off his head with one knife. Yu Shan immediately sent someone to carry Kan Yu's head to the various battalions for public notice and ordered another battle.

The soldiers of Minyue were frightened by this scene, especially Kan Yu's subordinates were even more frightened and uneasy. The first battle was so severe that Yu Shan still felt that Kan Yui's battle was killed. How many people would be considered a war of fear?

Under Yu Shan's urging, the second attack began, and the frightened and uneasy Minyue soldiers climbed up the mountain step by step.

Yu Shan struggled for a while and took nearly an hour. During this hour, the soldiers of the South Vietnamese had already known the specific casualties. The news that seven people were slightly injured and no one died was reported, and almost everyone found it incredible. Originally, they thought that it was just the team they belonged to was brave and good at fighting and had good luck, so no one died in battle. Now it seems that it should be attributed to the power of the small formation.

The champion Hou Liangxiao is indeed a legendary young hero, and only he can cultivate such a powerful battle formation.

For a time, the soldiers of South Vietnam were full of confidence.

The number of soldiers in Nanyue was small and the counting speed was fast. There was enough time to rest after counting the corpses. Zhao Yingqi followed Liang Xiao's instructions and asked the soldiers to eat and drink water. While replenishing their physical strength, he did not leave them idle. He asked them to exchange experiences of the battle just now, discuss gains and losses, and immediately announced the reward for the 100-man team with the best record to boost morale.

When the Fujian-Jiang Army launched another attack, the South Vietnamese soldiers had already been repaired, their morale was high, and they once again entered the battle.

The sound of war drums lasted for a long time, and the shouts of killing came one after another. The soldiers of Minyue were shocked by Kan Yu's head, afraid of following Kan Yu's footsteps, and did not dare to retreat easily. The soldiers of Nanyue were inspired by the previous glorious results, and formed a formation to fight and advanced forward.

The two sides fought again and again in the middle of the Polulu Ridge, with the corpse being in a mess and blood flowing, which was terrible.

The soldiers of Minyue fought hard for most of the day, and were very nervous, tired and hungry. The soldiers of Nanyue were full of energy and energetic, and occupied the favorable terrain. Although there were a huge gap, they were still full of fighting spirit and firmly controlled the initiative. The small formations cooperated with each other, rushed back and forth, defeating the surroundings of the Minyue army again and again, killing them wantonly.

The two sides fought until the sunset, and the Fujian and Yue army failed to make substantial progress and had to retreat in a bad mood.

The day of war ended, and the battlefield that had been noisy for a day returned to peace. Yu Shan sent people to the ridge to discuss the matter of dismemberment with Liang Xiao. He wanted to count the casualties, rescue the wounded, and prevent the corpses from rotting and an epidemic. This is the routine of fighting between the two armies. Liang Xiao naturally would not stop it. But for confidentiality, he would not allow the Minyue soldiers to enter the woods, but asked the captives to carry the bodies to the edge of the ridge and then take them down the mountain.

There were many corpses, and they were busy until the initial decision. The handover of the corpses was completed, and the statistical results were also released.

In two consecutive battles, a total of 3,752 soldiers from Minyue were killed, including three lieutenants, seven lieutenants, and twenty-four generals of 100. Seventeen people were killed in the South Vietnamese army, twenty-nine people were injured, including Shi Chang three. The proportion of the war loss was far beyond Liang Xiao's prior estimate, and the power of the battle formation was unquestionable.

As soon as the statistics were released, the soldiers of South Vietnam were cheering. According to the casualties, even if Yu Shan had only 30,000, it would not be enough to conquer the Poluo Ridge. In this battle, Nanyue was determined to win.

If the first attack on Zhangpu Camp was unexpectedly successful, and the transfer to Shiliuling was also a gamble, then this time, the victory of the more is a real victory. The facts are in front of you, who can question Liang Xiao's ability again?

Based on such facts, Liang Xiao’s previous legendary record has become a conclusive fact, and no one will express doubts anymore.

A mere five hundred people have created two consecutive records of winning by few, Liang Xiao is infinitely close to the gods and invincible victory in the minds of the soldiers of the South Vietnamese. From Zhao Yingqi to every soldier in South Vietnam, even those captured Minyue soldiers, there is a little more awe in his eyes when he sees Liang Xiao. When Liang Xiao walks past them, they bow their heads, as if they see the gods, and dare not be disrespectful.

Although Liang Xiao was a little uncomfortable, he also knew that at this moment, even if he was not used to it, he had to treat this charlatan as a good charlatan.

After the simple and warm celebration banquet, Liang Xiao found Zhao Yingqi.

"I want to turn against you and attack Yu Shan at night." ——

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