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Chapter forty-eight

When Li Xing followed Meng Hu to Ye Zhao's camp angrily, Zhang Yue had already brought her people back.

"How about the casualties?" Ye Zhao glanced at Li Xing, and did not speak, but looked at Zhang Yue. This unnamed unit is temporarily his personal guard. The warlike man selected from thousands of elite troops and his training over the past few months have invested a lot of effort and energy. If he suffers a little loss, he will feel distressed. However, if such a unit that he has high hopes for, if he does not go through fighting and fighting, no matter how well he trains, he cannot be called a truly top unit. Ye Zhao is in a contradictory mood.

"Three people were injured, and no one died." Zhang Yue's voice without any emotion came from behind the cold bronze mask, giving people a feeling of coldness.

"Very good. If you win this battle, you should remember your first merit, go down and rest, and order the Chinese medicine practitioners in the army to treat the injured as soon as possible!" Ye Zhao nodded with satisfaction, as long as no one died in battle.

"Here!" Zhang Yue bowed and turned around and left directly. Ye Zhao then looked at Li Xing.

"Why did General Li come here?" Ye Zhao looked at Li Xing and asked.

"Since the general has ignited the fire in Macheng, why not take this opportunity to capture Macheng?" Li Xing intervened. He also heard the words before, and naturally knew that the fire in Macheng was caused by Ye Zhao. But he didn't understand that since he had already reached this point, why bother with Helian again. Wouldn't it be better to kill Helian in one go?

"The show has just begun." Ye Zhao smiled and said, "He Lian cannot die yet."

"Does the general really want to raise the thief to respect himself?" Li Xing pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword and looked at Ye Zhao.

"Random!" Guan Hai, Ding Li and others were furious when they saw this, and they all showed off their weapons and stared at Li Xing fiercely.

"Put it away." Ye Zhao waved his hand and looked at Li Xing and said, "If Captain Li feels that he is respectful to the thief, he can report it to the court. However, before the imperial edict is issued, I will still protect Captain Wuhuan! You should listen to my order."

Li Xing looked at Ye Zhao silently, let go of the hilt of the sword, and gave Ye Zhao a bow, without saying anything more.

Qiu Chi looked at Ye Zhao helplessly, turned his head to look at Li Xing, and smiled and said, "Personnel Li, don't be angry. The lord is not trying to raise the thief and respect himself, but he doesn't want our army to fight against Helian. He ordered people to go through the secret passage of the city, burn the food and grass in the city, and force them to leave the city to fight our army."

"Although the last general was in Zhuo County for a long time, he had heard that Macheng was rich and the people were rich. Even if they burned food and grass, with the character of Xianbei people, they would probably attack the people in the city." Li Xing frowned.

"This is what the lord wants. Almost all the people in the city are Hu people outside the Great Wall, with a violent temperament. If he and Lian really attack them, they will be asked to fight first without us taking action. At that time, we can sit and watch the tiger fight. No matter who wins in the end, our army can easily take down Macheng. In this way, wouldn't it be better to attack today?" Qiu Chi explained with a smile.

Li Xing couldn't help but gasp and looked at Ye Zhao in horror. Although the result had not happened yet, he had almost seen this scene. The Hu people in the city were killed several times in the city. He was afraid that he had no courage to fight them to the death. He was afraid that Ye Zhao was trying to make the situation today. Now the official grain in the city was burned, and the Hu soldiers were already afraid of them. He had no courage to go out to fight. In order to survive, he could only attack the Hu people in the city. The contradictions were almost irreconcilable. As Qiu Chi said, what they had to do now was to stay outside the city to prevent the Hu people in the city from escaping, and to trap He Lian in this Ma City completely.

"General, General Shumo said bluntly that as far as I know, all the Hu people in the city are obtained from the general's naturalization, and they are considered to be my Han people. Isn't this a chilling way?" Li Xing frowned.

"If Macheng is not lost, they will be the Han people. Unfortunately, Macheng was destroyed in one day, the Han people in the city were slaughtered, and the hearts of the people were dispersed. They are no longer Han people." Ye Zhao shook his head and looked at Li Xing and said, "There are still problems with Captain Li?"

"I dare not, the general is wise, and the last general obeys the general's military orders." Li Xing intervened, but this time he was much more respectful than before.

"Very good. After returning, I will guard the camp and send people to patrol the four gates every day. Don't give the Hu people a chance to escape!" Ye Zhao nodded.

"Here!"

"Qiu Chi, there is something you need to do." Ye Zhao turned his head and looked at Qiu Chi and said.

"Please give me instructions." Qiu Chi bowed quickly.

"You go to the Xianbei royal court." Ye Zhao pondered.

"This..." A trace of fear flashed in Qiu Chi's eyes, and he did not dare to agree.

"Don't worry, Kuitou wants to ascend to the position of Shanyu. At this time, He Lian is not dead. He dare not do anything to you. Tell him that if He Lian's life is in his life, he will attack Suli within three days!" Ye Zhao said coldly: "You must fight really!"

"Here!" Qiu Chi took a deep breath and bowed to take the order.

Li Xing stepped forward and said, "General, our army's mission is to eliminate this invading enemy, why bother to cause trouble again?"

"It's not that I'm looking for their bad luck!" Ye Zhao handed a piece of white silk to Li Xing and said, "Zhao Rong sent a message yesterday that Ke Bi Neng had led his army to raid the army Dushan camp. If it weren't for the preparations, the army Dushan camp would have been broken at this moment."

"Since that's the case, why not let Kuitou attack Kebineng's troops directly? Now he is already in a turtle, and the last general is willing to lead his army to Dushan!" Li Xing said in confusion.

"The journey is too long, it's too late." Ye Zhao shook his head. Kebineng's tribe was not far from Jundu Mountain. Instead, in order to escape from the control of the Xianbei royal court, it was a long way from the royal court. Even if Kuitou agreed to send troops, he would probably have been broken by the time he arrived.

"Secondly, this Kebi Neng should not be underestimated. He has a bit of the spirit of the old Tan Shihuai. On the grassland, he can be called a hero. Even if this person sends troops, he may have a backup plan. Moreover, our army must be trapped to death now. The troops and horses here cannot be moved lightly. Suli and Kebi Neng are one of the few Xianbei people who support Kebi Neng. Kebi Neng's status is unstable now, so it is impossible for Suli to have an accident. Once Kuitou sends troops, Kebi Neng can only return to help." Ye Zhao pointed to the map and said with a smile: "He Lian must die, but before he dies, he needs to use some uses. This is called waste utilization."

Waste utilization?

Li Xing had never heard of this word, but it did not hinder his understanding. He frowned and said, "What if the Kuitou refused to send troops?"

"He must come out!" Ye Zhao sneered: "When our army arrived here that day, Kuitou and others were no longer there. These days, I am afraid that they have already launched a coup in the royal court. If He Lian is released at this moment, everything he has done before will not only be wasted, but will also be attacked by the entire Xianbei group. He cannot afford to bet!"
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