When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

Chapter 144 Xin Qu’s soft-heartedness

Just as he was about to speak, Zeyu's voice brought him back from his thoughts: "So, you have made this choice. Is it possible for the leaders of the Ji family to give up this opportunity? Even if it is slim, as long as they can consume a little more of the Xin family, that is Good means.

However, the Ji family would have never expected that the Xinqu clan leader would not want to fight with the Yu family at all.

The original plan was to rely on arrow attacks to repel a wave of them before negotiating. "

Zeyu said with a smile: "But who knew that after the Yu family lost a strong man who broke the formation, they stopped in front of our shield formation to negotiate peace.

After that, Shi Wu had a fight with Yujiu, the leader of the Yu clan, and gave the other party some face. He took thirty collars and retreated.The clan leader made arrangements along the way. Seven clan leaders were named Ze, eight clan clan members were named Feng, and the remaining fifteen clan clan members remained within the clan.

The Feng surname was also brave. He took Xingren Qiu to persuade the Ji family to rebel. It is better that there was no large-scale conflict on the Ji family's side, otherwise more people would die.

Therefore, the reason why the casualties were so low this time was all due to Chief Xinqu. "

"Hey, that's strange, where is Qu? Zeyu, have you seen the clan leader over there?" Shi Wu came over, already wearing bronze armor, and asked Zeyu.

"No." Zeyu shook his head, then pulled Shi Wu, "Why are you looking for Clan Chief Xinqu?"

"What else can we do, celebrate! This is a big victory! It's all thanks to Qu's plan! Moreover, the accumulated merits of the naturalized people along the way are pretty much the same.

First-level battle merit, plus some first-level awards for outstanding performance, and first-level merit.

A few were able to settle down, and the remaining slaves were able to become naturalized people.

Everyone is very excited and happy!In addition, the Feng surname has contributed a lot, and we have to show our appreciation.

As a result, the real owner could not be found. "

Shi Wu scratched his head, turned around, and saw his wife and children again, waiting for him to pass, so he said: "Let's search separately. We can't let the clansmen stay for a long time!"

"Hey! Okay! Bingjia, you go too." Zeyu responded and took Zhou Si away.

Bing Jia originally wanted to say that Xin Qu had gone to the Yamen, but Shi Wu went to pick up his son Jiao, said a few words to his wife, and went to find Xin Qu together.

Zhousi and Zeyu's separation was better than their wedding, and they were almost stuck together.

He was alone.

"Forget it, let's go find Xin Qu. Just in time, I must go to the battlefield next time! We can't let Shi Wu steal the limelight alone."

Bing Jia kicked the sand on the roadside depressedly, not happy to see Shi Wu being in the limelight.

However, then I thought about it, if I led the troops myself, could I keep the casualties so low?

This casualty ratio is too terrible!
Soon, Bing Jia came to the Yamen.

"Qu..."

Just as Bing Jia was about to speak, he saw a man sitting at the table, rubbing his eyes, as if - crying?
Bing Jia frowned and walked in while it was dark.

Xin Qu went back to the Yamen first to deal with the clan's casualty and missing reports.But among these names, there are several familiar people, and it is still uncomfortable when the memory of the original person comes up.

In addition, I feel a little heavy, as the casualties this time are not low.

Most of those who were lost before have returned, but there are still two seriously injured and one missing.

Halfway through today, one of the two seriously injured people had a high fever, his wound was infected, and he basically wouldn't survive.

The other is definitely disabled.

The population is too small and we can’t afford it!

"There are also three members of the Xin family who died, two with the Feng surname, six naturalized people who died in the battle, and eighteen slaves who died in the battle. Tsk, that's 29.

Nearly 300% of the [-] casualties!
This is still a strategy to minimize the result of a head-on conflict!If this were a head-on war, how many people would die? "

Xin Qu murmured to himself, his voice thick and nasal.

I still remember that these deceased tribesmen were all ordinary people in the tribe, with families and children, and they had helped him and the original person in the past. Various memories were mixed together, and suddenly the people who were smiling and happy before were gone now!

When his emotions got up, he couldn't hold them back even if he had a heart of stone.People, after raising a grass for a long time, they can have feelings, let alone a group of tribesmen who look up and see each other when they look down?

As for the two seriously injured ones, they were being sacrificed to the God of Dance by Wu Xiaoye, and their families were praying.

Of the 300 people we took out, only more than 100 came back intact. The rest were either slightly injured or disabled or dead...

Suddenly he heard footsteps, breaking Xin Qu's thoughts, and he raised his head.

Bing Jia held his helmet and looked at Xin Qu silently.

He actually saw the sadness in this guy's expression, and couldn't help but sigh: "You have been here for a long time, there is no need to be so sad.

In fact, you have done a good job.

I heard the whole story from my brother-in-law. There were not many casualties in the clan this time, and most of them were slaves and naturalized people.

You should celebrate with your tribe with a smile.

You can't bear the death of just a few people?

When we came here to open up wasteland, people died every day. Once there was a conflict with foreigners, there was a war every day.

Each time there were dozens or hundreds of casualties.

And you, with only 300 men, faced hundreds of bronze warriors and won this battle.

I asked myself that I couldn't even do it. If you keep looking like this, who will dare to lead your tribe to the battlefield in the future? "

Bing Jia's words didn't sound like comfort but more like complaints. It was really caused by feeling great pressure.

This time, many women in the clan estimated that the casualties would be at least half. After all, the enemy had hundreds of elite soldiers and a large number of armor.

This is no longer a battle situation that ordinary people can deal with.

However, not only did Xin Qu win the battle forcefully, he also reduced the casualties to this.

As a result, everyone else was celebrating, and while they were happy, this guy hid in the yamen and grieved alone.

What is this for?

Are you going to kill the person who will lead the troops in the future?

The battle damage ratio has been tossed by him like this. How can the leaders who are so popular with them be able to match him in the future?

Not everyone can be as shameless as Xin Qu!

Xinqu sniffed and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that the sand confused my eyes. Besides, look at the slips on the table, I've only been out for a few days!"
pile!I’m afraid I’ll have to burn the midnight oil and fight after that!
In short, I will urge you more to study hard and share my burdens with me.

I might as well not be so tired. "

Bing Jia didn't bother to listen to Xin Qu's words. Studying or something was more uncomfortable for him than watching Shi Wu being in the limelight.

Seeing Xin Qu tidying up, Bing Jia said, "Don't let me guard you next time. I can do what Shi Wu can do!"

"I think so. But you haven't studied well enough! Shi Wu is already able to command and dispatch. There are no mistakes along the way. He is the one who wrote the rules for information transmission.

If you really want to go to the battlefield, you must practice writing well.

Otherwise, when we start to expand in the future, how can you quickly convey news to me?
How do you let me know what problem you have there?
Although words may not necessarily express it accurately, through some means, it can enhance the confidentiality of the message, thereby reducing the possibility of some messengers being bribed.

Otherwise, you will always rely on pedestrians. You also know that pedestrians value profits. In some places, tribes were sold out by pedestrians, which led to the annihilation of their tribes.

Therefore, text can even be encrypted using some means, so that there is no need to worry about being destroyed in the rear when fighting in a distant place.

In short, we can no longer fight like our ancestors. In that kind of battle, you will not become stronger as you fight. On the contrary, if you fail, you will be doomed. "

(End of this chapter)