Dugu Cheng listened with great concentration. He was a person who loved the art of war and tactics. As soon as he heard about war, he became very interested. Hearing Su Qingyi's insights, Dugu Cheng said happily: "That's absolutely true! Back then,
My Dugu family's invasion of the Central Plains was largely due to the strange weather outside the Pass. My grandfather often taught me that the most important thing in fighting is the right time and place."
Su Qingyi smiled and said: "Qingyi has admired the grassland people since he was a child. With such a vast and beautiful land, there are opponents as smart and cunning as wolves, and there are warriors who are more courageous than wolves. They are really first-rate."
The strong one”
Su Qingyi is telling the truth. In modern times, her captain was a Mongolian, and the tactics he used were by no means those on paper, but were extremely practical and gained from competing with tough opponents in nature.
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When Dugu Cheng heard what Su Qingyi said, he felt as if he had met a confidant. Nowadays, few people know how to admire and appreciate brave men. He was as happy as a child and continued to ask: "In your opinion, how should we win this battle?"
Su Qingyi smiled and said: "It's very simple. Brother Three Emperors has just said that friendship is the most important thing for barbarians. We only need to send a thousand elite archers to scatter in the front and shoot from a long distance, only shooting three inches below his heart.
It won’t be fatal, but if you don’t get good treatment and training in time, you won’t survive...”
For a moment, the air on the dinner table suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at Su Qingyi in surprise.
This... is so cunning!
Su Qingyi was still smiling, but the cunning light in his eyes could not be concealed. "I dare to ask, how could the barbarian soldiers who would even take back their dead comrades leave their comrades who still have hope of living alone? Bring a wounded person back."
It takes at least two people to return to the main camp, and we only need to attack five thousand of them to retreat the entire army!"
Dugu Cheng almost admired this fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman. He opened his mouth and sighed for a long time, "How wonderful it would be if Qingyi had a male body!"
Su Qingyi smiled softly and said nothing. Concubine Liu's face was as dark as an eggplant, but Concubine Yin was smiling broadly. Dugu Chen looked thoughtfully at Su Qingyi and poured himself a drink.
At this time, Concubine Liu was unconvinced and said: "I, the dignified Bei Xia, actually used such despicable means, wouldn't it make people laugh at me!"
Dugu Cheng heard this but had no worries. He just looked at Su Qingyi's answer. Su Qingyi chuckled and said: "Speaking of despicableness, the struggle in the harem is many times more despicable than mine."