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Chapter 154 Writing a Battle Report

"Retreat!" Liu Jin finally gave this order. He didn't like to do this. After returning this time, he didn't know what kind of punishment he would face. This time, he didn't even launch a charge, and he damaged more than 50 people.

It's really embarrassing.

But he is also a decisive person. If he loses, he loses and can't continue to make mistakes.

Back at the camp, Liu Zheng was willing to take the blame. The Mongolian Marshal A Shu didn't say a word for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The five hundred elite cavalrymen did not even shoot a single arrow or a single knife, and forty-nine people were damaged!" A Shu's voice was calm, but it was very lethal.

When Liu Zheng heard this, he felt a little cold. He had obviously lost fifty-four people, and the forty-nine were soldiers from Mongolian headquarters. The other five were ignored by him because they were Han nationalities!

"I am willing to accept the crime!" Liu Zheng knew that he had to take full advantage of his attitude, and his future this time depends on this guy.

Liu Zheng did not have much friendship with this handsome man. Fortunately, his rival Ali Hague is the same. This handsome man is in the eyes of Mongolians as supreme, he hides them well in normal times, and treats people with kindness, but the sense of superiority in his bones can be felt in small details.

"Liu Zheng, Liu Zheng, you know that you have set a record in this operation. When did I, a Mongolian man, suffer such failure!" A Shu seemed very angry.

Liu Zheng stopped talking, but he now understood that A Shu would not punish him, but he just had other plans.

"Punish you, the battle is imminent, I don't want to lose any combat power anymore. Let's do this next time, your team will fight the forward!" A Shu stared at Liu Chi's eyes and said slowly.

Liu's heart was ups and downs. He was happy because he had not taken any major action against Xiangyang for a year. He generally implemented the "starvation tactic" of siege but not attacking. He was unhappy because he wanted to play the striker. In fact, to put it bluntly, he was just cannon fodder.

According to the rules of the central army, the siege vanguard (cannon fodder) took turns. The last time he siegeed the city was Liu Zheng, and now he is him again. Isn’t this to weaken the strength of him, a Han general?

The Mongolians trusted them very much on the surface, and tried every means to weaken them in private, which made him very interested. Liu Zheng really had no intention of Mongolia.

"Okay, let's take the lead!" Liu Zheng knew that he could only accept the order happily.

"Liu Zheng, if you stand in my position, what tactics would you use? Even if you speak freely!" A Shu actually admires Liu Zheng's strategic vision and attaches great importance to his opinions.

"The last general believes that the troops should be concentrated to attack Fancheng. Fancheng is the support of Xiangyang. If there is no Fan, there is no Xiang, so the barriers should be removed first!" Liu Zheng once again made this correct tactic. In the original history, he proposed the strategy of taking Fancheng first, and this time he was betrayed by him again.

A Shu didn't agree and asked him to retreat first. He had adopted Liu Zheng's strategy and did not agree directly. He just wanted to make all this seem to be a decision he made.

………

Song Chen and his group of three riders rode the three horses borrowed from Li Fu and galloped on the uneven road surface. They nagged him all the way and said that he should build the road better. If you want to be rich, build the road first. Why is the infrastructure so backward?

The two had to endure Song Chen's nagging and were speechless.

There was a situation ahead and I met a group of people who were quite panicked. They were a team that transported supplies to Wangyao slope. When they walked up to inquire, they appeared there.

The situation is now.

These people were not even willing to stay for a moment, saying that Mongolian troops were attacking Wangyapo.

Song Chen wanted to know the specific situation, whether the other party was a cavalry or an infantryman, and how many people were there in total, but he didn't know after asking.

If Song Chen was too worried, it would not be that he left many backs there, fortresses made by reinforced concrete, and various traps, which made that place easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Song Chen told them not to run back, which was a hundred miles away from Wangya slope. If the Mongolian army wanted to chase here, it would have come long ago, so it would be better to rest here.

Of course, these people were not willing to listen to Song Chen. Until Song Chen took out the official seal, he said that he was fully responsible for the transportation line, and these people stopped running wildly.

Sure enough, the fortress soon raised the green flag, which was a sign that the road was no longer dangerous. These people were convinced by Song Chen's judgment.

It was much more lively along the way. When I talked to him, I realized that they were here to perform corvee labor. After a rough understanding, the lives of these people were quite hard, with taxes becoming heavier and food prices becoming higher and higher, and they had to take corvee labor from time to time.

Song Chen could only shake his head. He felt that his weakness was still something he could not. He had the ability to make some people rich, but what he wanted was to make the people of the world rich. He was still a little far from this goal now.

Monk Li was obviously the most anxious person, so he rushed to the cliff slope.

"Monk slowly, no one snatches you, and you broke the horse's legs. Li Fu insisted on using my legs to compensate!" Song Chen shouted.

Finally, we arrived at Wangya slope, where the battle was over. The battle was fruitful. No one on our side was injured or killed. The other side left fifty-four people and 'sent' eleven good horses.

"This is a great achievement!" Song Chen was very happy. He thought that the defenders on Wangyapo could defend, but he never expected such a great victory.

As a spy in the Imperial City Department, Qiu Yingying is quite clear about the combat effectiveness of the Mongolian army. She found that most of the dead were Mongolian troops and the Mongolian cavalry who were invincible in the world were beaten up by a partial division of the Song Dynasty.

The happiest person is Monk Li, because this is the soldier he trained and achieved such results, and the face of the main general was shining.

"Boss, write a battle report to express your merits to my brothers!" Monk Li was still very modest because he had not experienced this battle himself and directly missed himself.

"Monk, why do you want to write to me? I don't like this kind of paperwork the most!" It's really difficult for him, a time traveler, to write traditional Chinese characters with a brush.

"Chenzi, what are you doing? You are the one who has the greatest official position here. You are the only one who is qualified to pass documents to the Ministry of War. If you don't look for anyone you want." Qiu Yingying was still the same grandma voice as usual.

"Yes, boss, you should write it!" Monk Li said very seriously. Maybe the boss doesn't care about these rewards. He is rich, but these brothers are different. Many of them are family members. Many of them have been in the army for many years, but they have not made any decent military achievements.
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