Not far away, Zhang Yi stretched out his arm, maintaining a posture of throwing a throwing knife, breathing heavily.

This gesture, together with the image of the horse with a dagger stuck in its anus, was permanently cemented in Huang Yuan's mind and could not be erased for the rest of his life.

The Elephant King fell heavily and his back was in pain. He held on to his halberd and struggled to stand up.

Looking up, I saw that the Han army's spear and shield soldiers were already in front of me, and their mounts were disabled. If I still had some sense, it was time to retreat.

But he looked around, still persistently looking for Huang Yuan's location.

He was already red-eyed and confused. At this moment, there was no one else in his eyes but Huang Yuan.

He didn't believe it. How could a mere Huang Yuan escape from him again and again?

However, Huang Yuan hadn't been found yet, but a tall and thin man with a hook in his left hand and a sword in his right hand blocked his way.

This is Zhang Yi.

The Elephant King was furious. If it hadn't been for this person, he would have picked up Huang Yuan's head and thrown it onto the round table in the meeting hall.

The big halberd was swung out suddenly, hitting Zhang Yi's shoulder.

Zhang Ni had a hook and sickle in his left hand. He took advantage of the situation and jumped up. He held the knife in his right hand and slashed it on the Elephant King's neck.

The whole action is smooth and smooth, full of the sense of déjà vu in a martial arts movie.

The Elephant King felt a chill on his neck, but could no longer take a breath. His eyes were frightened, and blood was spitting out from his mouth. After struggling for a moment, he fell to the ground like a hill.

Dead.

Huang Yuan opened his mouth wide and gasped, watching all this.

I just find it incredible.

Too strong.

The strongest person he had ever seen in his life was his uncle Huang Zhong. In his mind, Zhang Ni's valiant and heroic appearance was no less than that of his uncle.

The barbarian cavalry saw that their leader had been defeated, and the spear and shield soldiers on the opposite side had already charged forward. Their formation was strict and there were no flaws. So they did not dare to charge again and gradually retreated back to the city.

The Han army quickly cleaned the battlefield and carried the corpses and wounded back to the camp.

Among them, the body of the Elephant King required three or four soldiers to drag it together.

In the Han army's camp, Zhou Mo was already circling around anxiously. When he saw the enemy returning to the city, the army withdrew and hurriedly faced them.

First, he held Zhang Yi's arm and carefully checked his whole body. After confirming that he was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I also saw hundreds of dead and wounded soldiers being carried off the battlefield one after another. I felt mixed emotions for a while and it was difficult to calm down.

Commanding a war really tests one's psychological quality.

Often a small negligence can cause so many lives.

Sometimes, you have to be cold-blooded, because a general who is immersed in depression will only bring greater disaster to the entire army.

Huang Yuan and Zhang Yi came to report and told Zhou Mo how they saved Huang Yuan's life and how they killed the Elephant King in the chaotic battle just now.

Zhang Ni washed the recovered dagger and returned it to Zhou Mo, who then put it back into his boots.

After listening to their descriptions, Zhou Mo looked at the huge corpse of the Elephant King on the ground and remembered that on the execution ground, this guy was also full of naivety and chased him fiercely.

He thought to himself: "Don't go after the remaining blood. This guy doesn't even understand this. He will only be a bronze for the rest of his life."

He kicked the body of the Elephant King and said: "Cut off the head and hang it on a long pole. From now on, every time I attack the city, hold it high and pestle it to the front, so that every time I attack the city, I will hold it high."

All Nanbarians should take a good look at it!"

Ma Su stepped forward and said: "General, this man is the most powerful general in Qiongdu. It is appropriate to bury him in the ground to appease people's hearts. We should not insult the corpse. It is better to attack the heart."

Zhou Mo said: "Youchang, I am also attacking the mind. All means that can break down the enemy's psychological defense are to attack the mind."

Ma Su nodded thoughtfully.

Zhou Mo turned around and saw Huang Yuan still standing there. He became angry and slapped him staggeringly.

Cursed:

"Common man, who taught you to retreat like that?"

"If you don't train your soldiers well at ordinary times, why would you let me down at a critical moment?"

"You deserve to die in the hands of King Xiang. Why should I send Bo Qi to risk his life to save you?"

Since Huang Yuan joined the army, he has only been slapped by Liu Bei and Huang Zhong. Today Zhou Mo is the third one, but he is convinced and does not dare to resist at all.

After all, if Zhou Mo hadn't sent Zhang Yi to arrive in time and have that crucial dagger, he would have died long ago.

Huang Yuandao: "General, it's my fault that I am greedy for success and careless and underestimate the enemy."

Zhou Mo said: "Go down and go back and reflect."

Huang Yuan looked depressed and resigned.

When I went back and counted the soldiers, I found that 3,000 soldiers went out to fight, 200 were killed, and more than 500 were injured. A quarter of the casualties were killed in the first battle. It was really tragic, and I sighed with distress.

Although being able to successfully capture the Xiang King's head had a lot to do with his sarcastic face, the credit must be Zhang Ni's and cannot be attributed to him.

Blood loss.

……

Qiongdu City, Assembly Hall.

When the news of the death of the Elephant King came, the chiefs were in a commotion. They all frowned and looked sad. The result of killing hundreds of Han troops was instantly gone.

This reckless man has the largest number of soldiers and has the brute strength of a bear and a tiger. He doesn't take the chiefs seriously, and everyone hates him.

But this guy is the most capable fighter here after all, and only he dares to send out surprise troops to rush out of the city and kill the Han army by surprise.

Military advisor Dong Feng asked: "Now that the Elephant King is dead, what should we do next? Who will be the commander-in-chief? Who will be at the front?"

The chiefs shook their heads. Some said, I don't have the ability. Some said, I don't have the courage.

The more realistic thought is that I don’t have this need.

Every chief is making calculations: "Which reckless man is willing to send it off, let him do it. Why should I stand on the wall and fight my life? Why should you hide in the city?"

Hu Peng, chief of the Qin tribe, asked: "Could it be that once King Xiang dies, we will have no choice but to huddle in the city and wait to die?"

"Old Fox, you go up. Each of us will support you with three hundred soldiers. You go up."

Hu Peng said: "If you ask me to die, I will go. Except for Huang Yuanyuan and Niu, we know nothing about the Han army. How many people are there in total? Like the fierce man who killed the Xiang King, among the Han army

How many more are there? We don’t know anything, how do you want me to get there?"

Military advisor Dong Feng suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "The old fox is right. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you survive a hundred battles. I have a plan that may work."

The chiefs became interested, raised their heads and asked: "What clever plan does the military counselor have?"

Dong Feng said: "Bitter meat plan."

"I remember that there was a small tribe under Lao Hu who had a good relationship with the Yanniu tribe back then. Go and find them, pretend to find a reason, beat their butts hard, and then let them surrender to the Han army. In fact, it is secretly

Spy on the enemy's military situation and report back. Once you have internal intelligence, it will be much easier to formulate tactics. At least it won't be like now, with big eyes and small eyes, and you are helpless."

The chiefs all asked:

"What if the Han army refuses to accept their surrender?"

"What if the Han army keeps a tight watch on them and cannot send back any news?"

"What if they really surrender to the enemy and send back false news?"

Dong Feng was speechless and cursed: "What should I do? What should I do? How the hell do I know what to do? I can't be a military advisor, so why don't you do it?"

After a while of silence.

Someone said:

"I think the strategy of the military advisor is feasible, but since it was proposed by the military advisor, he has to guarantee it."

"Isn't it just a small tribe, just a hundred people. The military advisor assigns a hundred people to Lao Hu from your command, and I will support you."

"Yes, yes."
Chapter completed!