"We won this game!" He Song clenched his fists and murmured.

Lei Yuan nodded slightly and nodded.

After a few steps of charging with Wang Yan, Lei Yuan was surrounded by his guards to the rear. He himself knew that he was not the kind of brave general who killed the generals and snatched the flag. In terms of the skills of hand-to-hand combat, he might not be able to get to the front line and rashly went to the front line, which was no different from dying. So when the guards came up, he shouted a few slogans of rushing to avoid the sag of the cliff beside a mountain road.

When Wang Yan and others fought bloody battles with Cao's army, he had already retreated to the side of the old tree he had leaned against, watching the dense crowds of people huddled together on the mountain road ahead, roaring like wild animals, biting, and using his minions to smash the enemy's body and sprinkle blood.

Lei Yuan looked at this scene intently. He had rarely had such experiences in his past life, but he had been on the battlefield several times these days. If there were no special circumstances, his future life would be inseparable from blood and killing.

This is not bad. Lei Yuan felt that he was becoming more and more adaptable to the battlefield environment. This tense atmosphere even made him faintly feel a little joy deep in his heart, which was under strong pressure.

Encouraged by this pleasant mood, Lei Yuan slowly calculated the actions he would take in the future. Perhaps the repeated weighing and guessing consumed too much energy, which made him feel a little headache. The blood vessels on his forehead beating slightly, his forehead was a little hot, and his heart was beating violently, so that the sound of "dongdong" could be heard beside his eardrums.

This was not nervous or panic. He took out every detail that affected the development of the situation one by one, pondered it one by one, and felt more and more difficulties, but this made him eager to try it out.

He knew very well that the battle in front of him would be the beginning of a series of adventures, and from now on, he could not take any wrong steps.

At this time, Deng Tong, Guo Jing and Wang Yan were responsible for facing the enemy in front.

Deng Tong still brought his own subordinates. He originally brought more than a hundred elite elites to the front line to support, but nearly half of them lost in the previous hard battles, such as Deng Yi, Xue Yuan, Ge Yun and others who were leaning on their arms were all killed in battle. If it were ordinary troops, they could be said to have damaged their vitality and could no longer hold on. But Deng Tong quickly struggled out of his grief and motivated his subordinates to devote themselves to a new battle. Such performance made Lei Yuan very satisfied. Deng Tong's rough and tough personality is certainly a shortcoming, but it is also easy to drive; at least, it is much easier to deal with than He Song.

Compared to Deng Tong, Guo Jing and Wang Yan led a lot more people. That's because before arranging the ambush, Lei Yuan did not hesitate to split the other troops sent by smaller clans, with a total of about 30 or 50 people, and was managed by Guo Jing and Wang Yan. This action of course would arouse some people's dissatisfaction, but Lei Yuan immediately asked the two of them to lead the team to undertake the most dangerous tasks, so no one could say a word.

Since the three of them led their troops to fight against Cao's army, Ding Li and He Song's troops became the reserve team. At this time, Ding Li and He Song stood beside Lei Yuan and also watched the situation on the battlefield. They were real old corpses and were more sensitive to the judgment of the advantages and disadvantages of the battle situation than Lei Yuan.

He Song repeated: "We have won this game!"

Lei Yuan still just nodded slightly.

He Song waited for a while and couldn't help but say, "Little Langjun, Cao's army has been defeated. You might as well order Deng Tong, Guo and Wang to retreat a little, and let Cao's army defeat the rear of the mountain road, so as not to fight the trapped beasts."

Lei Yuan nodded absent-mindedly and continued to look at the battlefield: "Chief He Qu, don't be in a hurry. In this battle, we should all annihilate Cao's army. Even the soldiers worked hard and couldn't care about it."

He Song frowned and turned his head to look at Ding Li. On the way here, Ding Li had been walking beside Lei Yuan; but at this time, he stood a little farther away with his hands holding his shoulders, showing a look that was not related to his own affairs.

He Song didn't understand why Lei Yuan was like this. He saw very clearly that the tragic level of this battle was no less than the previous few fierce battles. In just a short moment, the casualties of his soldiers had exceeded 30. If the battle continued, by the time Cao's army was annihilated, this number would almost double... and even more!

In this world, the deaths of thirty or sixty soldiers are not a big deal, but these soldiers are not ordinary troops. They are the heroes of the Jianghuai clan, especially the Lei clan, who has hollowed out the family's assets and gathered! Such elites can still fight now, and there are 300 people in the mountain road here. Is this young man in front of him planning to let these old men die without any need in the first battle he presided over?

This perception made He Song anxious: "Little Langjun, Cao's army is very tough and not so easy to annihilate!"

"I understand, He Quchang." Lei Yuan finally turned his attention back: "The current advantage is not very clear, and it will be easier to force it to retreat; if you want to annihilate them, you have to go through a hard battle... I understand. But this battle must be a complete victory. No matter how much the price is, you must cut off Zhang Liao's outstretched arm. No, no..."

Lei Yuan thought for a while: "Two hundred personal soldiers are not considered Zhang Liao's arm. Let's put it this way, this battle will make Zhang Liao feel pain. Only in this way can Zhang Liao be more alert and give us more time."

He Song witnessed the young general defeating Zhang Liao twice, and he was vaguely afraid of Zhang Liao. However, Lei Yuan's attitude seemed to regard Zhang Liao as an object that could be manipulated in his palm. So his attitude fell into He Song's eyes, which was obviously too frivolous.

He Song's face darkened and he whispered: "Little Langjun, I remember you said that as long as you win one game, you will go back to the drumming platform to meet Mei Qian. Now that you have won, why should you continue? Continuing will only cause unbearable losses. These are human lives! They are brothers who have been born and died with us!"

His words were not loud, but they could not suppress the sound of fighting and fighting echoing in the mountains, but their tone was a little intense. Ding Li was alarmed and approached the two of them a few steps closer.

Lei Yuan stared at the continued fierce battle. He was not the kind of warrior who was as firm as steel. The death and injury of his own soldiers would make him feel strong regret. But he controlled himself and turned to look at He Song: "He Quchang, I will never waste the lives of the soldiers, but some efforts are inevitable."

"You!" He Song reluctantly controlled his emotions: "Little Langjun, what do you mean?"

Lei Yuan asked calmly: "He Quchang, have you ever considered that Cao's army was stubbornly chasing us for?"

He Song was stunned for a moment. For the warrior who had limited his knowledge to the battlefield, this was beyond his consideration.

Lei Yuan did not wait for his answer and said, "The vast territory between the Jianghuai River and Huai River has always been the weak point of Cao Gong's strength. Even if he has mastered the key areas such as Shouchun, Hefei, and Wancheng, and there is no support from the people, it is like water without a source or a tree without roots. If Cao Gong wants to control this place completely, he must cultivate farmland, recruit soldiers, build cities, and dredge rivers... He needs the support of anything to do. Only by being supported by others can Cao Gong's military and political officials truly take root here. In this case, we have gathered tens of thousands of followers and intend to retreat to the south, which is not tolerated by Cao Gong. Because Cao Gong also needs these people."

Not far behind Lei Yuan, the soldiers of the two sides were still fighting for life, but he held the old tree and talked freely, and seemed to ignore the battle at all: "The problem is that hundreds of thousands of people live in Huainan counties. What we have taken is only a small number after all; most of the people are still there. So how much loss is Cao Gong willing to bear in order to collect tens of thousands of us? Frontline generals like Zhang Liao are willing to bear but how much loss is? Zhang Liao's troops are all the best soldiers of the army in the Cao army. Among them are the soldiers of the border counties of Bingzhou who followed Zhang Liao to fight south and north, and there are also the children of the Central Plains scholars who were the main body of the Cao army. In order to seize the additional household registration of the people, the pillar forces of these regimes suffered huge losses. Is it worth it?"

Ding Li, who was listening on the side, was thinking, while He Song was dumbfounded.

Lei Yuan glanced at the battlefield and continued, "I don't think it's worth it. I believe Zhang Liao thought so too. That's why he fell into my bluff yesterday because he was unwilling to bear the losses from the beginning."

He stretched out his fingers and scratched the many dangerous cliffs in front of him: "Zhang Liao is a famous general of the world, and he should know the military strategy. The military strategy is full of things, and it moves with benefits, but not with benefits. If Zhang Liao discovered that our strength was enough to cause him a major loss, and this loss could not be compensated by the battle, what would they do?"

"Retreat?" Ding Li couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"That's not... After all, he came here under the order of Cao Gong." Lei Yuan shook his head and said, "But I think he should hesitate, right? If Zhang Liao falls into hesitation, we will have a chance to breathe and can also buy more time for the negotiations between the Sect Master and Wu Hou or Liu Yuzhou. For this reason, I think this fierce battle in front of him is necessary. Only in this way can we show our strength and force Zhang Liao to have some concerns."

He Song thought about it carefully and had to admit that Lei Yuan's judgment made sense. This made him a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment and wanted to say a few twists and turns, but listened to Lei Yuan slowly saying:

"In addition... He Quchang, I understand your thoughts very well. After all, the sect leader is seriously ill and my brother died in battle. The future of the Lujiang Lei clan is quite suspicious. At this time, you hope to preserve the basic power that the clan can control and do not want to lose it in the war of attrition that will definitely be defeated. This is your loyalty to the Lujiang Lei clan, and I fully understand. I understand even more that you are a warrior who has been born and died with my brother, and will never retreat because of fear of a strong enemy. You just don't trust me..." Lei Yuan raised his hand to stop He Song who wanted to defend himself. He smiled bitterly: "But I have enough reasons for this battle at the moment, right?"

Lei Yuan's outspokenness caused He Song to fall into a long silence. After a long time, he sighed and said slowly: "Little Langjun, I am definitely not trying to make things difficult for you... The young general has saved my life on the battlefield countless times, and I am loyal to him and obeyed his orders without reservation. As long as the young general gives the order, I am willing to go through the sea of ​​swords and fires. But now, the young general is dead! I am really... I am really confused!"

"Yes. My brother, he is dead..." Lei Yuan sighed deeply.

This cruel fact made both of them lose the willingness to talk.

Ding Li staggered and hugged He Song's shoulder: "Okay, okay, let's listen to the little husband! Isn't it good to kill a few more Cao soldiers?"

He Song broke away from Ding Li without hesitation. Ding Li's performance was consistent with people's usual opinion of him. Although this guy was a military man who led the army, he was as smooth as a literati. He Song was not stupid, and he could feel that a tacit understanding had obviously formed between Ding Li and Lei Yuan. These two must have some other plans! This feeling of being excluded made He Song suddenly angry.
Chapter completed!