The night is deep, in a small hill by the Hulu River.

Countless bonfires were lit. It was November, and it was early winter. Although it had not snowed, the weather was getting colder. Even though the bonfire was vigorous, it could not resist the severe cold at this time. Almost all the Ming soldiers were surrounded by the fire, wrapped in war jackets, and shrank into a ball.

Yang Xiao did not fall asleep. He was standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance. In the middle of the night, it was dark and he could not see how far he could be. But he seemed to be able to see the rolling water of the gourd river.

Yesterday, he killed 1,000 enemies and suffered 800 damage to himself. Li Zicheng was lured into White Horse Fort, but a fire failed to burn him to death. Instead, Yang Xiao's troops, who had the advantage, suffered heavy losses. After more than a thousand soldiers fled, they scattered. When they gathered again, there were only more than 200 people. Now some scattered soldiers returned to the team, and now there were only more than 500 people.

"This period of time has gone too smoothly. I forgot about the cruelty of the war." Yang Xiao said in his heart.

Since his debut, he has been invincible. He plays Gao Yingxiang on the plank road, kills Li Guo in Zhaojiazhuang, destroys Li Shuangxi outside Hanzhong City, and captures Gao Ligong by the Hulu River. One historical figure after another, either dies under his sword or is captured by him. With such a brilliant record, a thought that he is invincible and historical figures are just like this.

The battle last night made him completely understand the cruelty of history and war. Only now did he realize that the training of soldiers is a long way to go, and the things in books are too different from reality.

"General, it's cold, wear more clothes!"

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him. Yang Xiao turned around and saw Wang Zhengnan rushing over slowly, holding a sheepskin coat in his hand.

"Where is Britain? Haven't you come back yet?" Yang Xiao nodded, took the fur coat and put it on his body, feeling it was much warmer, and then asked.

"Sir, not yet!" Wang Zhengnan shook his head.

"This matter is not about Britain's business, I have no experience, but he took the responsibility on his own." Yang Xiao said calmly.

"Sir, don't blame yourself. This matter is not yours. It's because we were wrong when training soldiers. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been like this." After hearing what Yang Xiao said, Wang Zhengnan hurriedly persuaded him.

"Did I blame myself?" Yang Xiao asked back.

When he saw Wang Zhengnan's shocked expression, he laughed softly: "Victory and defeat of military strategists are common, and being ashamed of shame is a man. Jiangdong disciples are very talented, and it is unknown whether they make a comeback."

"This poem was done by Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. It talked about Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. Since his debut, he has won many battles and never lost his life. As a result, he lost his life and country in just one defeat. In fact, he could choose to go to Jiangdong and start over again. But his personality made him go to the guillotine. However, Liu Bang, who fought with him, fought repeatedly and fought repeatedly and eventually established the foundation of the Han Dynasty."

Hearing Yang Xiao’s metaphor, Wang Zhengnan was shocked, but he didn’t expect that he would have two kingly figures to talk about it.

Seeing Wang Zhengnan's face, Yang Xiao smiled indifferently, patted him on the shoulder heavily and said, "Would you rather have a king, prince, general, and minister? This world is the world of the world, not the world of one person."

"It's late, go and rest! After Britain comes back, let him rest too. We will fight again tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Yang Xiao then walked to a fire with a big sheepskin jacket, squeezed out a blank space from the sergeant pile, and fell asleep.

The next day, when we got up early in the morning, Yang Xiao saw Li Ying's face covered with red silk, as dark as the bottom of a pot.

When he saw Yang Xiao get up, he immediately bowed to Yang Xiao: "Sir, Britain apologizes!"

"What crime do you want?"

Yang Xiao looked around, but saw that there were two or three hundred soldiers who were sleeping soundly by the fire. Zhou Fengwu and Xiao Yunlin, who had not seen last night, had returned to the team and were huddled in the pile of soldiers in sheepskin coats.

"British military management was not conducive, which caused the soldiers to be centrifuged and only recovered these hundreds of people." When Li British said this, he lowered his head in shame. The huge man's eyes began to turn red.

"stand up!"

Seeing Li Ying's appearance, Yang Xiao turned his face and scolded loudly.

The loud voice almost woke up all the sleeping soldiers. They opened their fishy sleepy eyes one by one and looked at Yang Xiao and Li British.

"Victory and defeat are common. I gave the order of false defeat yesterday, so you don't need to take responsibility. If you want to take responsibility on yourself, do I still disagree?"

"Looking at your cowardly look, how could you look like leading a soldier? Li Zicheng's bandits are one thousand times stronger than you, ten thousand times stronger."

"How many setbacks have happened to the bandits since their own affairs? Wang Jiayun and Wang Ziyong, one after another, the bandits are now all dry bones in the grave. But what about now?"

Speaking of this, Yang Xiao sneered: "The more bandits are suppressing, the more bandits are suppressed, Xuan Fu Xuan rebelled. He has been pacifying the bandits since the first year of Chongzhen. Now it has been pacifying for seven years, but the bandits have not yet subsided. If the bandits are like you..."

Yang Xiao turned his hand back, and there was a ball of fire in his chest, which was almost like an explosion. He swallowed, trying to exterminate the flame in his heart, but it was useless. After he took a few steps, he turned his head around.

"If the bandits are like you, they will cry and wipe away tears after losing a battle. You!"

Yang Xiao pointed at Li Ying with his hand: "Li Ying, you don't have to make a sissy look here now."

Li Ying was blushed by Yang Xiaoxun's face and thick neck. When he heard Yang Xiao say that he was a woman, he finally couldn't help it. He raised his head and gasped.

"I'll stare!" Yang Xiao looked at Li Ying and sneered.

"Just be able to stare at me, get out of here and get up and reorganize the soldiers. Haven't you lost yet? Get up on the air and have another fight with Li Zicheng. If you feel wronged, just train these guys."

Yang Xiao turned around and pointed his fingers, drew a semicircle, and put all the soldiers in it: "Teach them hard and follow your method. I want to see what you can do."

"Yes!" Li British made Yang Xiao curse and his eyes turned red, and he stood up in one step: "Sir, I want to reorganize the troops again, go find Li Zicheng and fight again!"

"Yes, I want food to give it to people. If you have any requirements, I will never interfere." Yang Xiao saw that the success aroused Li Ying's enthusiasm and immediately expressed his opinion.

"I want people to recruit young and strong farmers nearby."

"Can!"

"I want to modify my military training strategy!" Li Ying continued.

"Reason?" Yang Xiao rubbed his nose.

"Although the method of training troops is good, especially the practice of the queue, it has greatly inspired his subordinates. But..." Li Ying said this and peeked at Yang Xiao, but he didn't mean to be angry at all, so he continued to say: "But this method has too high requirements for discipline and cannot form a army in the short term. According to the meaning of his subordinates, it is better to incorporate this method into other methods, which may have an effect."

"Speak up?"

Time travel is not omnipotent, and Yang Xiao knows this very clearly. The method he thought of using the queue was also used by other successful time travelers. However, he did not expect that Li Ying would come up with other ideas at this time. Although Li Ying was not a famous figure in history, he was also a general under Zuo Liangyu. He had many times more experience in fighting than Yang Xiao.

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Chapter completed!