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Without waiting for the young man to speak, He Xiang quickly snatched the battle report from the young man’s hand. He did not pay attention to the three words “Emperor is very brave” on it, and his eyes fell directly on the “great victory” at the bottom.

He Xiang felt that this might be the best news he had ever heard in his life.

Seeing this, Yao Zhi, who was sitting above, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It’s all right, it’s all right…

Because of this extremely brief battle report, the entire court was in an uproar.

On the other side, the border—

No matter how much Lan Feng cursed, as long as the Wolf King’s orders remained unchanged, he would have to suppress the resentment in his heart and find ways to restrain the current Great Zhou.

I really don’t know where the Great Zhou found this way of fighting. It is too restraining for them.

An unprecedented feeling of suffocation rose in his heart. Lan Feng carefully recalled every detail, and worked hard with his deputy general and military advisor to deduce despite his injuries. After a whole day, he still couldn’t come up with any results. He only knew that the other party did not change randomly, but followed a certain rule, but they didn’t know what the specific rule was.

The Lanchester equation was not discovered until the 20th century. In the 20th century, the world had already entered industrialization. Now let’s look at what stage Beiting and Da zhou are in. In this case, even if Beiting racked its brains, it probably couldn’t figure it out.

Lan Feng’s face looked increasingly uglier.

Lan Feng still wanted to lead others to continue the research, but Ye Shuo was not going to give him this opportunity.

Strike him while he is weak. War is a matter of one-shot. The longer it takes, the greater the risk. Moreover, they don’t have much food and grass. Every day of delay means one more day of consumption.

Therefore, the Great Zhou only rested for one day, and on the third day it took the initiative to challenge Beiting again.

In the past, only Beiting had the right to challenge Da Zhou. How could Da Zhou have the courage to challenge Beiting? It was not as if they were tired of living.

Now the situation has changed, which is really gratifying.

Since the arrival of the Holy Spirit, everything has changed. An unprecedented sense of relief rose in their hearts. General Fang specially selected a dozen people with loud voices, who couldn’t help but curse. The more they cursed, the more intense and enjoyable they became. Beiting and the Lan family’s ancestors of eighteen generations were all cursed by them.

Now it is finally Beiting’s turn to be a coward.

“Lan Feng, you coward, come out and fight us!”

“And you Beiting people, weren’t you very capable in the past? Why aren’t you showing off anymore? If you really don’t have this ability, then just roll back into the arms of your wolf king and drink milk! Hahahahaha!” ŕãŊＯＢÊs̈

The moment the words fell, the faces of all the Beiting soldiers turned green, and General Lan Feng’s face turned even darker.

Lan Feng had led the army for so many years, whether it was against the State of Chen or the Great Zhou, had he ever been so angry? He almost took his men out on impulse.

But when his eyes fell on the group of Great Zhou soldiers, Lan Feng immediately calmed down.

After not seeing each other for one night, Da Zhou seemed to have another adventure. Noticing the long swords shining with cold light in the hands of the people opposite him, Lan Feng’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he was puzzled. Where did they get so many well-made weapons?

It feels like the peerless magic weapon bestowed upon him by the Wolf King is just this good.

But Lan Feng also knew the current situation of the Great Zhou. The country was devastated after the plague, and they simply did not have the capital to challenge Beiting. As long as he could find a way to delay them, the arrogance of the Great Zhou would surely collapse.

Compared to victory, being humiliated is nothing.

Although Beiting is known for his bravery and ferocity, he is not really stupid.

Seeing that there was silence on the other side and no one showed up no matter how he shouted, Ye Shuo immediately understood that the other party was planning to use the tactic of delaying and was ready to starve them to death.

But they didn’t think about it. How could Ye Shuo let them succeed so easily?

After nightfall, Lan Feng was looking for a way to crack the problem among the battalion commanders. As a result, he accidentally looked up and saw countless “meteors” passing through the sky and then falling straight down, aiming directly at their camp.

Looking closely, it was not a meteor, but an arrow soaked in pine oil that was now burning wildly!

It was not spring yet, and the border was dry and cold at night. Beiting was rich in cattle and sheep, and the material for tents was mostly felt, which was the most flammable. Especially with such a dense and large number of arrows, it was difficult to extinguish them in a short time.

Logically speaking, the bows and crossbows equipped by the Great Zhou army should not have such power, and it is even more impossible for them to shoot here, but at this moment, they have indeed done it.

Just as Lan Feng and Beiting’s generals were organising the fire-fighting, the sound of horse hooves like thunder was heard.

“Go!”  

Lan Feng immediately realised that the Great Zhou was attacking the camp. He no longer cared about anything else and shouted at the top of his lungs: “Form a battle array—”

However, Ye Shuo came well prepared this time, while Beiting was thrown off balance by the crazy burning arrows. Their hasty response was even less effective than a proper battle. As expected, Beiting abandoned the camp and retreated fifty miles.

The Great Zhou had always been the one being robbed. Today was the first time they robbed others, and they had mixed feelings. Even the sticks that the Beiting people used to make fire were something they found particularly rare.

Lan Feng felt that this was not going to work.

He had been defeated in head-on combat twice in a row, and he thought the next time would be the same. Swallowing the frustration in his heart, Lan Feng had no choice but to give up the frontal attack, which he was best at, and began to adopt a roundabout tactic.

Over the years, Beiting’s fight with the locusts was not without gain. Lan Feng even discovered that the tactics of the locusts could indeed produce miraculous effects at certain times.

On the seventh day, Ye Shuo received news that the food and fodder transported from Da Zhou had been intercepted by two hundred Beiting people. There were not many Beiting people, and they could not take away so much food at once, so the other party did not hesitate to set fire to the carriages transporting the food and fodder to ashes, which made the already poor Da Zhou even worse.

After they succeeded, the group of Beiting people showed no desire to fight and immediately scattered like birds and beasts, making it impossible to catch them.

Ye Shuo’s heart immediately skipped a beat.

It’s bad. The guerrilla warfare he taught to Lucheng was learned by Beiting.

This kind of thing is sometimes a double-edged sword. Ye Shuo certainly cannot let his own people fight against his own people, so the Great Zhou has never fought against the “locusts”, and naturally cannot learn their fighting style.

On the contrary, Beiting suffered a lot of losses and gradually grasped some of the essence.

But if Beiting does this in the future, it will be a big problem.

Just when Prince Ding was filled with worry, he saw his brother go out again in the middle of the night and come back with food and fodder.

Prince Ding felt that this scene was very familiar, so he asked and found out that it was indeed “borrowed” from the locusts.

After this incident, Beiting became even more aggressive.

Although Ye Shuo, together with General Fang and General Xu, cleared out a small group of people and found ways to strengthen the defences, the grain and grass transportation of the Great Zhou was never exposed again, but what was unexpected was that Beiting did not have the slightest hesitation. Seeing that he could not move the grain and grass, he turned around and moved on to other things.

After harassing and feinting from time to time, and retreating immediately when the situation got bad, Beiting suddenly became slippery like a loach. In this situation, no matter how useful the Lanchester equation was, it would be useless if the enemy didn’t fight you head-on. On the contrary, the Great Zhou side, under the continuous harassment from Beiting, became exhausted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Once or twice would be fine, but after three or four times, the previously high morale gradually became low. The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not get enough rest, and their combat effectiveness inevitably plummeted.

The Great Zhou was constantly moving forward, but its combat power was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Ye Shuo didn’t know if this could be considered as shooting himself in the foot. The only thing he knew for sure was that if this continued, the opponent’s fatigue tactics would have a great chance of succeeding.

Ye Shuo felt that it was time to use magic to fight magic, and it was also time to let the people in Beiting see what real guerrilla warfare was.

Also, Ye Shuo decided to let Beiting see what the infiltration tactics are.

Damn it, they will tear my internal organs apart! Then, Prince Ding learned that his brother had cooperated with the group of locusts.

Prince Ding: “…”

His younger brother first led people to rob the locusts’ weapons, and then led people to rob their food. As a result, the locusts were not angry at all. Instead, they were very good-tempered and rushed to help their Great Zhou deal with Beiting.

For a moment, Prince Ding couldn’t help but wonder if the leader of the locusts was his brother’s biological father. No, that’s not right. Even his biological father wasn’t as considerate as the locusts!

Damn! It turned out that he was the fool!

At this moment, Prince Ding finally figured out what was going on. Then, he felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

Just when Ye Shuo was about to wait for the leader to arrive and discuss with him what to do next, he suddenly heard an extremely resentful voice coming from the side.

“Your Majesty, am I so stupid in your heart?”

He just hurt his leg, not his brain!

Prince Ding did not have high demands, he only hoped that his brother could make up a decent excuse when he lied. However, what Prince Ding did not expect was that he was unwilling to satisfy even such a small request.