A capable general must not only have the ability to make precise layouts, but also have the ruthlessness to risk one's life and the ability to control troops without mercy. This young man already possesses both of these qualities.

Yan Hui suppressed the ups and downs in his chest and asked Wu Shuang in an extremely sincere tone, "If I lead an army into battle, will you be my deputy?"

"Oh? What's the benefit?" Wushuang raised his eyebrows, unmoved at all, his expression remained indifferent.

"Benefits?" Yan Hui blinked, unable to react for a moment. Wu Shuang looked at him as if he was an idiot, and the expression on his face clearly told Yan Hui, who would do such a useless thing?

Yan Hui felt really powerless at this moment. He jumped from a lowly soldier to the commander's deputy general. No matter who had such a good thing like a sparrow turning into a phoenix, everyone would shed tears of gratitude and nod in fear.

But he looked dispensable. What's the benefit? He Yan Hui couldn't tell him that he would get promoted and make a fortune, and beautiful women would have a lot of money... This was simply blasphemy and a slap in the face!

Yan Hui hesitated again and again, and decided to change his words, "A good man aspires to be on the battlefield, to make meritorious deeds, and to bring glory to his family."

Wu Shuang sneered, "As a soldier, shouldn't I be able to aspire to the battlefield and make achievements?"

Yan Hui suddenly became speechless and didn't know how to react, "Well, this deputy general can lead troops in battle and scold Fang Qiu."

Wu Shuangpi rolled his eyes with a smile, "Does the general think that everyone likes to point fingers like you?"

Yan Hui was so choked up that he couldn't speak anymore, and his face turned from red to white, and from white to green, as wonderful as a color palette. At this moment, he really wanted to rush forward and strangle this ignorant bastard to death.

If it weren't for the fact that it's easy to get a lot of gold and hard to find a good general, would he be so depressed? He was about to cry without tears, his lips were trembling and he asked with a dejected look on his face, "Then what do you want?"

Wushuang put on an indifferent smile and asked him: "Then I dare to ask the general what he wants?"

Yan Hui's face straightened and he said solemnly: "Of course it is to completely annihilate the Southern Tang army and promote the power of the Later Han Dynasty."

"Yes, annihilate the Southern Tang army! This is exactly the result I want, because as a citizen of the Later Han Dynasty, I don't need any reward for serving the country and the people. But General, do you think that with your current power, you can say this

Isn’t that a bit..." Wushuang looked at Yan Hui mockingly.

Although Yan Hui was not angry, he also knew that what Wu Shuang said was the truth. At this time, the strength of the armies of the two countries was very different, and their equipment was not as good as that of the Southern Tang Dynasty. In this case, being able to remain undefeated was already a blessing from heaven.

When everyone was frowning, Wu Shuang's determined voice sounded again, "But... I can help the general achieve this wish..." Wu Shuang had a bright smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with frost.

The generals in the tent who were used to seeing life and death felt a chill in their hearts at this moment.

Wushuang took over the position of deputy commander that night, and worked with everyone overnight to formulate a plan to retreat from the enemy. Of course, everyone followed Wushuang's lead.

"I decided to adopt a strategic approach of defeating the enemy quickly and taking the enemy by surprise. What do you think?" Wushuang always speaks and acts as he pleases, and everyone who comes and goes doesn't feel inappropriate at all.

The generals had different reactions. Some nodded lightly, while others pondered intently. Yan Hui scanned everyone without missing a beat, and when he looked at Wu Shuang again, he found that the corners of his lips curled up in a graceful arc, and he opened a faint smile.

smile.

The war chess simulation sandbox that Wushuang cut out of wood and based on the terrain around Qubi Gorge was an eye-opener for everyone. Wushuang was able to attack and defend within a small area with ease. Yan Hui looked at Wushuang's extremely skilled deployment of troops, and his mind

There is a big question in the book, is this kid born to fight?

It was a dark and windy night, a day of murder and arson. At nightfall the next day, Wu Shuang led a group of dead soldiers to swim across the thin ice-covered Chidu River, climbed over the cliffs on both sides of Guanting Mountain in the northwest corner of Qubi Gorge, and bypassed the Southern Tang army.

.A fire burned the army's food and grass, and blew up the mountain tunnel from Qubi Gorge to the Southern Tang Dynasty.

The generals of the Southern Tang Dynasty did not expect that the Hou Han army, which had already exhausted its skills, would sneak attack on them at this time.

The Southern Tang army was dominated by cavalry. With no way to retreat, they could only defend the Chidu River. Once the river froze, they drove straight in, echoing the Qin soldiers, and marched straight into the hinterland of the Later Han Dynasty.

In the center of the Chidu River, Wushuang had already ordered people to dig large pieces of salt-alkali slabs from the salt bridge, place them gently on the thin ice, and then sprinkle a layer of ice-alkali on top. The troops of the Later Han Dynasty dispersed on both sides of the river bank to wait for their work.

Things developed unexpectedly smoothly. Wushuang stood on the bank of the Chidu River and looked at the frustrated general of the Southern Tang Dynasty, with a bright smile on his face.

In order to hide from others and avoid unnecessary trouble, Wu Shuang wore a silver mask.

Ten days later, with no way to advance and no way to retreat, the Southern Tang army began to slaughter horses to satisfy their hunger without food and grass supplies. The soldiers bid farewell to their beloved horses with tears in their eyes, and gritted their teeth as they watched the attack on the other side of the river.

The man in white clothes and wearing a silver half-moon mask wants to eat his flesh raw and drink his blood.

Twenty days later, when the Southern Tang army was desperate and looked for rescue from the Qin army, the Qin army retreated without saying a word.

Dongfang Chen was such a smart man. When he saw that the situation was not favorable to him, and the winter was very cold, many soldiers suffered from frostbite. This time he could not completely wipe out the Later Han Dynasty, and he won a little bit of land and was not enough to pay taxes and management fees, so he simply returned to Qin.

Without reinforcements, the Tang army had no choice but to abandon their weapons to the Later Han, hoisted white flags, and surrendered without a fight.

The general camp of the Later Han Dynasty was obviously divided into two groups, whether to surrender or to kill. There were different opinions, and Yan Hui could not make up his mind for a moment. He turned to look at Wu Shuang who was sitting below him, with an indifferent expression, "Deputy Commander Cheng thinks that we should

how?"

Wushuang tapped the tea lid lightly with his fingers, pondered for a long time, narrowed his eyes, and there was a white light in Kong Liu's eyes: "No."

Killing all the prisoners would not only arouse the hatred between the Later Han and the Southern Tang Dynasty, but also weaken the power of Tang Ling and Tang Di, cause civil strife in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and pave the way for future power seizures.

The unchanging cold tone struck everyone's heart. Yan Hui made a grimace and said, "Although I also want to kill these soldiers of the Southern Tang Dynasty as a warning to others, once they are killed, it will inevitably arouse the anger of the people in the Southern Tang Dynasty."

"This is a crime of war, which cannot be avoided. As an invader, you should have the consciousness of death when you step on the battlefield. These people are citizens when they put down their weapons, and they are soldiers when they pick up their weapons." Wushuang looked directly into Yan Hui's eyes, Mo Hai

There were ice thorns in Haoran's eyes, and his tone was calm and powerful.

"But if word of this spreads, the troops of the Later Han Dynasty will kill and surrender, and we will not be able to escape the people of the world." Yan Hui, who had been silent for a long time, was now in a dilemma.

Wushuang tapped his chin lightly and said lightly: "But what if they collectively kill themselves with swords?"

The cold voice tightened around everyone's necks like threads, making them feel as if they were suffocated and close to death.

Yes, Wushuang ordered people to tell these surrenderers that if they commit suicide with a sword, each household will be given a hundred taels of gold, and that once a war breaks out, they will never invade the families of the soldiers. They will be stamped with the seal of Emperor Wanyan Qingyang of the Later Han Dynasty.

Those Tang soldiers saw that they had only two choices, either to be killed by the Later Han people or to commit suicide.

When faced with gold and contracts, they all chose to commit suicide.

Southern Tang Palace

Looking at the battle report in his hand, an uncontrollable anger rushed straight to Tang Ling's forehead.

With a "pop" sound, he photographed the battle report on the huge gold-inlaid royal case in front of him, then swept his hand across the case, and with a "crash" sound, he swept the pen holder, paperweight, and inkstone on the case to the ground.

Qi Guiren, who was wearing a coquettish gauze dress, had just walked in and twisted her waist, wanting to pounce on her to act coquettishly. When she saw Tang Ling's livid face, she was so frightened that she froze in place.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing? I'm so scared that my heart almost jumped out of my chest." Qi Guiren relied on the emperor's special favor and coquettishly expressed his voice to Tang Ling.

"Get out!" Tang Ling's eyes were red and he threw the tea cup at his hand at Qi Guiren. The tea cup passed through a few meters of space and hit the pillar behind Qi Guiren's scalp. The flying porcelain fragments scratched Qi Guiren's face.

, Qi Guiren's face turned pale and frightened, and he rushed out of the imperial study in embarrassment.

Tang Ling gasped, the anger and resentment on his face looking particularly ferocious and terrifying, "Silver-faced General, Silver-faced General...who is he?"

Tang Di walked in with a cold face and said sternly: "How did the emperor fight in the war? How could he be so calm when he saw that everyone was fighting at the door of his house? Do you know that all the captured Tang troops were killed? The Tang military headquarters is now

The morale of the military is unstable, the public resentment is boiling, and we will be too busy to take care of ourselves without waiting for others to attack us?"

Tang Ling waved his hands and roared: "I know, so what can you do, ah? You are just shouting here. Didn't you have great ideas when you killed your father and harmed your brothers? Why are you only questioning me now? You have the ability,

You go and lead the troops!"

The cruel look in Tang Di's eyes flashed away. If the throne hadn't been unstable and he had allowed this idiot to be the emperor for a few days to make a fool of himself, he would have killed him long ago.

snort!

Tang Di snorted coldly, strode back to his palace, spread out the map, and began to study the strategy.

Different from the dull atmosphere of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the Later Han Dynasty was full of joy, with delicious lamb wine, fragrant cheese, and soldiers eating and celebrating their victory.

In the golden tent of the Great Khan of the Later Han Dynasty, there was fine frankincense floating gently in the air, and the golden bottles were filled with fragrant mare's kumiss. The north wind outside the tent was blowing, and from time to time

The curtains of the big tent were rolled up, bringing in a thin stream of frost.

The female slaves of the Golden Family quickly covered the curtains with hooks and locks, then added charcoal to the brazier, burning the whole room with warm spring, and then quickly left.

Wanyan Qingyang was sitting in the center of the big tent. He was dressed in a white fur coat. With his bronze skin and sharp eyebrows, he looked even more elegant and noble.

Beneath him sat a group of generals who had returned from victory. Wanyan Qingyang raised his glass and said: "This victory of the Later Han Dynasty is all due to the hard work of the Later Han Dynasty to kill the enemy. I would like to toast all the generals!"

Everyone below raised their glasses and drank. Yan Hui was especially happy, his face flushed with pride.

"By the way, I heard that a man named Cheng Xuan came up with an ingenious plan to win this battle. Bring him up and show him to the Khan. The Khan will reward him heavily." Wanyan Qingyang said loudly.

Only then did everyone realize that at some point, the young deputy commander with a handsome face wearing a silver mask had quietly disappeared.

At this time, the deputy general took his life and stood up under the pseudonym Chiyansha and said: "Report to the Great Khan, my friend doesn't like power and has a leisurely nature. He only wants to contribute to my later Han Dynasty and does not seek fame. I'm afraid he has gone to enjoy the mountains and rivers now."

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"Oh, really? What a strange man, but I have no chance to meet him. In this case, you introduced him, so I will be named your deputy commander, follow General Yan on the battlefield, and kill the enemy guards for our later Han Dynasty

How about the country?"

Chiyansha half-knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Khan."

Everything is under the control of the master.

In the dark night, Wushuang, dressed in snow, looked at the brightly lit Hou Han camp, smiled softly, clapped his horse and ran towards the southern border.

The sky is gathering, the stars are fissuring, Sirius appears, the army is broken, and the time for revenge has come!

When Wushuang came back on the white horse, the whole southern Xinjiang was in a sensation. Under Tang Shaoyuan's instructions, the entire southern Xinjiang was filled with clear water and the streets were filled with gongs and drums to welcome her return.

Behind a team of colorful lions and embroidered balls, Tang Shaoyuan's handsome face was looming, with a sudden smile, like the first bloom of spring flowers, overwhelming countless scenery.

Although his beauty was a bit feminine, his carved military uniform concealed his feminine aura, making him even more outstanding.

Wushuang was in a good mood, with smooth eyebrows, silky black hair, and bright eyes, exuding a faint brilliance, and was running towards him.

At this moment, the lion dancer suddenly threw the hydrangea high into the sky. Wushuang became interested, soared into the air and kicked directly towards the colorful and exquisite hydrangea.

The hydrangea passed over the heads of millions of people and flew forward with a roar of wind.

The young man in fresh clothes who was sitting on the horse also jumped up, clamped his legs together, stabbed the hydrangea firmly, and then threw it into the sky.

When he sat back on the horse, the hydrangea had fallen from the sky and landed firmly in his arms.

The people around him cheered loudly, and Wushuang had already rode to his side.

Shaoyuan laughed happily: "You threw the hydrangea to me, and you will be mine for the rest of your life!"

Wushuang glanced at him sideways and asked, "It's too early to say goodbye. Has Ayina, the saint from Miao territory, promised to help you?"

Miao territory is different from the Central Plains region. There is no unified political power here, and everyone has different skills. However, the saint elected by the people serves as the unified leader. The saint can not only raise cups and drive cups, but also has supernatural powers.

It is quite difficult to please her.
Chapter completed!