Amid Ai Wei's angry roar, Xiahou closed the thick wooden door of the barracks, picked up a stone and pushed it against the wooden door, then strode towards the map hanging on the wall.

Xing Tianzhu smiled strangely and said, "Ai Wei is quite a beauty, but Brother Chihu was a little too rough with her. If he had been gentler, he might have been able to hug her and go to bed today."

Xia Hou sneered a few times, looked at Xing Tianzhu and said: "I can't believe these local people, especially these nobles and royal families who have the idea of ​​​​restoring the country. For them, whether they are Hai people or us Xia people,

The more people die, the better. I even suspect that if Ai Wei hears about our military strategy, he will immediately betray him to the sea people. This kind of thing, hehe."

He looked at Xingtian Dafeng and Xingtian Xuanzhi and said with a smile: "In short, this is a wise and wise principle. Sometimes, except for flesh and blood relatives, no one can believe it. Even if these local people behave as obediently as our slaves, they cannot

Trust them."

Xingtian Dafeng and Xingtian Xuanzhi nodded knowingly, but murmured very slightly: "Chihu is talking now, which makes people feel chilly. How can he be like the immortal Tianwu who is hundreds of years old?"

Xiahou stood in front of the military map, pointing at the Hulun River Basin that would become the Hairen's defense line in the future and the huge mountain range to the west of the Hulun River, and sneered: "There is only one way to defeat the Hairen who are defending themselves against danger. That

It means that their soldiers will no longer have weapons to use. In a word, their arsenal will be destroyed."

"Our Daxia soldiers can fight in the mountains and forests for several months with only a sword, a bag of grain, and even bare hands. But what about the Hairen soldiers? They can't stand the wind and cold, and they can't protect themselves from the wind and rain. They need clothes.

They need food and weapons. Without these, they are just a bunch of waste." Xiahou sneered: "The Hai people's army is like a hand holding a sharp knife. That knife is very painful when it stabs us, but that hand is very painful.

He is weak, as long as there is no knife in his hand, we can cut him into pieces."

Xingtian Xuanzhi also stood up, walked to Xiahou and said with a smile: "If the soldiers of the Hai people want to fight us, they must have sufficient weapons. Once the weapons cannot match them, they will be defeated immediately."

Xia Hou nodded: "So, once we attack, we must destroy their armory while attacking." He pointed heavily on the map a few times and sneered: "The snowstorms in Western Xinjiang in winter are famous.

When the sea people built the defense line, it was very messy. It was impossible for them to discover our small elite infiltration army in the heavy snowstorm."

Taking a long breath, Xiahou glanced at Xing Tian Dafeng and the others, and said coldly: "There is still enough time for us to explore all the roads and dangerous locations in two or three key attack areas. And do

Some arrangements are made for the Haimen. They build a defense line, that's fine. We won't disturb them. We just need to find out what's inside their defense line."

"We need to send capable and reliable soldiers to sneak into Hairen's construction site to investigate the situation. We cannot let the local people do this. They are unreliable."

"It is simply stupid for the Hairen to build such a long defense line. Is it possible for us to launch an attack on such a large scale?"

"As long as we are prepared, when spring comes and Commander Xingtian Cangyun's order comes, we will give the Hai people a show."

The officers of the Xingtian family jumped up at the same time, waved their fists towards the sky, and shouted: "Here!"
Chapter completed!