Shen Mo continued, "At that time, every soldier in the Liao Kingdom knew very well. As long as they rushed forward and cut off the heads of a few people, no matter how many people there were on the opposite Song army, they would start turning around and running away. They just rode their horses and chased after them."

"Sometimes, the Liao people were even too lazy to swing their swords. They rode their horses like this, chasing the defeated soldiers of the Song Dynasty all over the mountains until they ran until they were exhausted... How about it? Do you feel very shameful?"

"Yes!" After Shen Mo said this, Long Li'er and Mo Xiaoluo frowned together, gritted their teeth and lowered their heads deeply!

"That's right, in fact, this was the situation at that time." Shen Mo nodded and said:

"Then, after these Liao people defeated the army of Song and massacred all the 400,000 people, these Liao troops turned around and surrendered to the Jurchens who were chasing behind them. When they sacrificed their capital, they did not even resist the Jurchens at all!"

When he said this, Shen Mo raised his head and asked Xiao Luo and Long Lier: "Do you know that at that time, the 400,000 people from Song State faced the 50,000 people from Liao State, and what were the soldiers of the Song State in the battle formation thinking?"

"I don't know," at this time, Xiao Luo shook his head honestly. "I tell you, each of them thinks the same thing." Shen Mo said to them: "All the soldiers of the Song Dynasty were very clear at that time. As long as the other party rushed towards this side, no one of their companions would stand beside them.

He was in place, took up the weapons to resist, but everyone would turn around and run away immediately…”

"At that time, each of them was thinking: as long as he ran faster than others, he could live a little longer than others!"

"It's such an army. Our Song Dynasty raised millions. The people's money spent every year and the military funds spent countless." Shen Mo shook his head and said with a cold expression on his face: "Whenever a place in the Song Dynasty suffered a natural disaster, the country would immediately send people to take money and food to take over local victims to join the army to prevent them from rebelling... Even the 800,000 imperial guards in the city of Bianliang, Tokyo, were replaced by the Grand Marshal Gao Qiu to craftsmen, small vendors, and even

Yu Porter Boatman…”

"They just need to pay a little money every month and can continue to do their own peddlers' business without training. Think about it, what is the proportion of deaths and injuries that they can tolerate in such an army?"

"Almost zero!" When Shen Mo said this, even Mo Xiaoluo gave the answer in one go!

"That's right!" Shen Mo nodded heavily after hearing this!

"In fact, when fighting cold weapons, if the quality of the armies on both sides is not much different, the casualties ratio is roughly 1 to 1, which means one life is exchanged for one life."

"What can really affect the outcome of the battlefield is nothing more than the commander's tactics and the ratio of casualties that the army can tolerate."

"If it is based on my estimate," Shen Mo continued: "The Song Dynasty army at that time could tolerate less than 2% of the casualties, while the Liao army was about 7% to 10%.

"However, at the same time, the value of the Jurchen army can reach about 30%.

"In fact, if the two armies are in a battle, even if I lead an army, only one-tenth of the number of the opponent, but the casualties I tolerate than the opponent can be five percent higher, then I will win this battle!"

"It's only five percent different, and the result will be so much different?" After hearing Shen Mo's words, Long Li'er suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Shen Mo in surprise!

"It's just that little bit," Shen Mo nodded and said, "There is another example for me."

"After the grandfather Yue Wumu was killed by Emperor Gaozong and Qin Hui at Fengbo Pavilion, he had 300 elite soldiers under his command, named Beiwei Army."

"At that time, these soldiers heard the news of Yue Fei's death, and then began a desperate attack on the Jin army camp that was waiting for the battle!"

Shen Mo said with a solemn expression: "At that time, these 300 people had only one purpose, to enter the enemy formation, and kill the enemy's chief general Wu Shu before his 300 people died!"

"So these 300 people broke into the 80,000 military formation..." Shen Mo said slowly:

"In the end, they once rushed to the head coach's big banner, scaring the Jin army marshal Wu Shu backed in a panic... These 300 people were almost a little bit, and among 80,000 people, they successfully beheaded the opponent's general!"

"Then... what's the last?" When he heard this, he saw Mo Xiaoluo's eyes holding tears and asked Shen Mo in a trembling voice.

"In the end, none of these 300 Beiwei soldiers survived and all died in the other party's military formation... Tell me, what is the tolerant casualty rate of this army?"

"It's 100%!" When Shen Mo said this, Long Lier immediately answered. At this moment, even her little face was full of respectful and solemn expression!

"We can imagine what our future will look like." At this time, Shen Mo suddenly changed his topic, and he continued to say:

"It is difficult for me to have such a huge army to develop an army of hundreds of thousands or millions. At the same time, I am never willing to drive millions of Chinese descendants to fight bloody battles before the battle formation, and fight against those aliens one by one."

"So our military-building strategy has always been an elite army composed of the most excellent weapons and the most tenacious fighting will."

When Shen Mo said this, he turned his head and said to the neat and solemn area of ​​patriarch outside: "Did you see these people outside?"

"They are desperately struggling to survive, and they can even give up their lives in order to have a bite of food. I can be sure that if they were given armor and weapons now, they would definitely be able to defeat a Song army of the same number as them... because they are willing to fight to the death!"

"But now, as long as I lead ten people into their camp, I can kill them immediately and run away without any strength to fight back. It is because I know that my companions around me will never abandon me, but will continue to fight with me until they die in battle."
Chapter completed!