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Baili Mochen walked to the guard beside him and pulled out the sword on his body.

Holding different weapons in their left and right hands, suddenly two weapons attacked each other, and the guard's sword was cut off with one knife.

The soldiers in the camp were surprised. The sword was so powerful.

Baili Mochen found a few new pairs of armor and slashed them with one knife, and they were also broken in half.

Everyone almost sucked a cold breath. The knife was so sharp that the 50,000 elite soldiers were almost completely damaged.

"Prince, what kind of ore is this weapon made of? Why is it so sharp?" Someone immediately asked a question after Baili Mochen's experiment.

"This is what I have learned from ordinary iron ore, but the refining process may be different, or something else is added to it."

Baili Mochen kept staring at the weapons in his hand and explained lightly.

"This damn Hun ghost is so despicable. He actually made this weapon into such a double-edged and such a barb. Isn't this a typical example of not wanting our people to survive!" Another soldier complained.

Weapons with barbs will cause irreversible damage as long as they enter the enemy's body together, and even the stomach and intestines will be brought out. It is extremely cruel.

"How many people can survive on the battlefield?" As soon as the general finished speaking, someone immediately retorted. "However, their approach is indeed a bit too cruel. What should we do next, Prince?"

This is the key point, what is the most important thing to do next.

"What are the good ways for you guys?" Baili Mochen turned his head and looked at the generals present.

For a moment, the camp was silent. What should I do? The other party has such a powerful tool.

Their weapons and armor are irresistible, what should I do?

Did you just spend this with them like this?

"The prince, my subordinates believe that the Xiongnu's food and grass are limited and they must not be able to fight against us for a long time, so they came up with such a sinister way. Now we just need to close the city gate and guard the border."

The general who thought he looked very brave stood up and clasped his fists to Yao Wangdao.

"But this can only solve the temporary problem. Who knows if they have any other methods to attack the city? Besides, Liaodong is also ready to move now. It is not a solution for us to stay here for a long time to fight!"

A general who seemed to be more gentle came forward and retorted.

"This...what do you think you should do?" The brave general was refuted and said nothing, and he just threw away his next sentence. What do you think you should do, and then sat down with his neck in his arms.

Listening to everyone's arguments, Baili Mochen rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Okay, let's all be separated. Let's go back and think about what good ways to defeat the enemy. If you have any questions, please report to me at any time."

After saying that, he waved to everyone and signaled everyone to disperse.

Everyone retreated with reluctance and worried expressions.

The failure of the first battle has some impact on everyone's morale. You should know that they have not suffered a defeat in many years.

Baili Mochen glanced at the weapons on the table and stood up and left.

The Hun army on the other side, because of the victory in the first battle, is now full of joy in the whole army. Can they be unhappy if they defeat the most powerful army in the world?

Although it is more to win less, it is the first time in ancient times that the loss rate of the soldiers under King Yao can exceed 80%.

Prince Muhan's face was also full of joy at this moment, and he was extremely careful and powerful, as if the world was still in his pocket.

I held a drink and celebrated that day, saying that I wanted to thank Hongluan. If it weren't for the method she gave, I wouldn't have been able to develop such a powerful weapon. This would be a great addition to the tiger.

"Come on, Miss Hongluan, I'll give you a cup. Thank you for your kind help. It's great to let us win the first battle and severely damage the enemy!"

Prince Muhan raised his wine glass high and said to Hongluan.

"I dare not, this is all the prince's contribution. Hongluan dares not take the credit. As long as the prince remembers the agreement between us, Hongluan will offer more strategies."

Hongluan raised her wine glass with a charming face and said to Prince Muhan with a smile.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, don't worry, I always keep my word!" Prince Muhan smiled in a good mood, and reached out to pat Hongluan's fair and smooth shoulders.

Then he raised his neck and drank the wine in his glass.

Hongluan glanced at Prince Muhan's savage hands, with contempt, but she still slimly held a sip of wine in the glass.

"Hey! The saint looks down on me. I've seen this, why do you still have so many?"

Prince Muhan turned around and saw the wine glass in Hongluan's hand, pretending to be unhappy.

"Prince, Hongluan is injured and should not drink alcohol. Sorry." The eyes hidden under the drooping eyelids were full of disgust, but Hongluan still responded with a smile on her face.

She is seriously injured now, no different from ordinary people. Now she may not even be able to beat this pigherd, so she should be more low-key.

"Oh, it's my fault. I forgot that you have any injuries on your body. It's my fault. I punish myself three cups to apologize to the girl!" Prince Muhan seemed to have a sudden realization and immediately picked up the wine pot and poured it into his own.

After three cups, Prince Muhan spoke again: "How is the girl's injury? Do you need the help of this prince?"

"No need! I'm almost done, so there's no need to worry!" Hongluan refused without hesitation.

Who cares about the help of this pigherd? If it weren't for the most convenient use of him now, she wouldn't want to stay here for a minute, the stinky pigherd! Hongluan almost gritted her teeth in her heart.

"That's good. Let that person notify me of what the girl needs at any time. Thank you this time!" Prince Muhan began to drink by himself again.

Halfway through the meal, Hongluan shook off her discomfort and left the table. She really didn't want to look at her hypocritical face anymore.

After Hongluan left, Prince Muhan showed a cunning smile. Sooner or later, she would get this girl, and her baby Fangzi.

During dinner time, Baili Mochen went to have dinner with Chunfeng as usual.

"How is it? How about the war?" Chunfeng stood up and asked.

"Fortunately, you don't need to worry about these things, just take a good rest." Baili Mochen looked at Chunfeng's quiet little face and felt that the boredom of the whole day had disappeared.

Chunfeng was locked in the room all day long and had no chance to get in touch with things outside. No one told her about the outcome of the war. She could only hear the rumbling drums and the shocking shouts.

"Hey, I'm almost sick when I'm bored in the house every day. Just treat it as telling me a story. Tell me, I'm so bored!" Chunfeng grabbed Baili Mochen's arm and shook it.

"Okay, it's really hard for you to stay in this room every day, but your health is the most important thing. If you don't take care of it, I won't let you go." A certain prince looked doting.
Chapter completed!