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Under the moonlight, Xue San's shadow was pulled out to a length that was impossible in reality.
In particular, the sentence "accept fate" is full of twists and turns.
People all want to be free, especially demon kings.
They were originally in their respective "worlds", no matter whether their grades were good or bad, whether they were on the street or not, they were the protagonists. They were reborn once, but they needed to be called the master.
Habit is used to it. In fact, there is not much resistance. It is reasonable to call Zheng Fan "Master" out of emotion and reason.
But if you can choose,
Everyone wants to take a breath of fresh air.
If the former cannot be satisfied,
Um,
Just be able to breathe out.
Hundreds of men in black, trained by Xue San himself, fell into the camp. Some of these people were selected and trained by Xue San during the Shengle period, and some of them were people from the world who were recruited in the middle, but they all inherited Xue San's "mantle" and "thinking".
In fact, special warfare methods have existed since ancient times.
The war mentality of taking elite soldiers and making miraculous effects is not an unpopular trick.
However, in this era, those who can be so professional, so well-educated, and so well-planned are indeed a minority.
The most important thing is that because of the relationship between the Seven Demon Kings, Uncle Zheng took the path of special forces in the early days.
Because the external checkpoints had been cleared, it was very easy for the hundred men in black to sneak in. Some were responsible for assassination, and some were responsible for setting fire to the stables.
Their purpose is not to take advantage of the night to kill all the enemies inside. This is too naive and impossible. What they need to do is to take off the enemy's "coat" as much as possible during the last period of the night. down.
Later,
Wait until the main force in the rear makes a charge to completely overwhelm the enemy.
Ah Ming clutched his stomach and got down to the ground, standing beside Xue San.
Xue San held his head in his hands, hummed a little tune, and said:
"Is there a feeling of killing a pig with a butcher's knife?"
A Ming said: "Take it as military training, but when you set the time before, did you set it too long?"
One hour is equivalent to two hours, and Ah Ming and Xue San simply don't need such a long time, even if they deliberately play it as a game, in the end, there is still a lot of time left.
"The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength. Since it's training, you have to train to the best. The time is just right. When my subordinates finish their work, it will be dawn. At this time, Ah Cheng will lead the army to charge again. It¡¯s just a flow.¡±
"oh."
Ah Ming nodded.
"By the way, have you figured out how to lick the Lord?"
"Think about it."
"Share share?"
Ah Ming shook his head.
"So heartless?"
"Yes."
"Don't you care about the friendship of colleagues and partners?"
"Don't care about it."
"Are you so cold-blooded?"
"My bloodis always cold."
"" Xue San.
Time is up,
far away,
Liang Cheng personally led 4,000 snow sea cavalry, and launched a charge just as the dawn dawned.
for a while,
Like thunder rolling from afar.
The warriors of the Naiman tribe in the camp were awakened immediately, but fell into a panic the next moment.
Because leaders like centurions have basically been assassinated by the men in black sneaking into the tents, in the wildling tribe, there are strict levels, and the performance is very direct and obvious.
People with different identities, the tents they sleep in are completely different, it is really easy to distinguish.
In this regard, they should actually learn from Uncle Zheng.
The place where the war horses were stored also suddenly caught fire, causing the war horses to gallop around the camp.
At the same time, because this is not a pure garrison, the warriors of the Naiman tribe are actually all with their families. Therefore, there are still tribesmen running around in the camp.
In short,
If this is an exercise,
The earl's mansion can be said to be the best of the best, with impeccable combat literacy, planning, execution, connection, etc.;
On the other hand, the opponent basically made all the mistakes they could make.
 , but there are more than 10,000 servants and soldiers of subordinate tribes. "
Zheng Fan is not very comfortable with the existence of servant soldiers, because Zheng Fan was taught by Tian Wujing, and was naturally influenced by Tian Wujing to follow the route of elite soldiers.
As for the soldiers and horses of the Naiman tribe, Uncle Zheng didn't think much of them. Only in the hands of the barbarian king can the savage army really display its combat effectiveness, and the rest of the time, it is really mediocre.
For example, I accompanied Lord Hou on an expedition to the snowfields last year, and the 30,000 Jingnan Army could be said to have destroyed cities and villages, breaking down many savage tribes. If it hadn't been for the king of the savages breaking the snow customs, Zheng Fan felt that he could follow Lord Hou to sweep again. Snow all the way.
"Uncle, the criminals still have a group of self-trained subordinates in their own clan, and they are willing to obey the orders of the criminals."
This means that he can cooperate from inside to outside.
Zheng Fan nodded and said:
"go on."
"Please uncle let the criminals go back, the criminals will cooperate with the uncle to take down the Naiman tribe!
? Although without the help of the criminals, the Naiman tribe was still a bunch of local chickens and dogs in front of the uncle, but the soldiers under the uncle's hands were elite and could not afford such a loss.
In addition, the criminals are willing to hawk the dogs for the uncle, and calm down the snowfield for the uncle! "
"Okay, San'er, serve the wine."
Xue San took out the wine bottle and handed it to Zheng Fan first. Zheng Fan opened the cork, took a sip, and then threw it to the third prince who was kneeling on the ground.
The third prince took the wine bag,
First kowtow to Zheng Fan,
Then he couldn't help but took a few sips from the wine bag,
He drank so eagerly that he choked.
"Cough coughcough cough"
Lady Wu immediately crawled over and patted his back.
"Uncle, this wine is really delicious, hahaha."
Zheng Fan smiled,
road:
"The name of the third prince has spread in Xueyuan. Even Benbo has heard that the wild man king in the past once praised the third prince as a literary star in Xueyuan, and he will be a minister in the future."
The third prince said seriously:
"Uncle, the culprit is a vulgar savage from Xueyuan, he really can't deserve this kind of praise."
"A savage from the snowfield?"
"Yes, uncle."
"Once upon a time, there was a person who said a similar sentence. He said that he was desert-barbaric."
The third prince immediately said:
"The spirit of King Zuoguli is greatly admired by the criminals, but they dare not stand shoulder to shoulder with King Zuoguli."
"Yo, I know quite a lot."
"Uncle, criminals like to read, and they used to have correspondence with outsiders."
"Oh, it's really unusual. It seems that the savage king really saw the right person. You are not simple."
"Willing to die for uncle!"
The third prince said loudly.
"Okay, go to hell."
Zheng Fan agreed.
At the same time, Xue San threw a dagger in front of the third prince.
The third prince was stunned immediately,
how so?
Zheng Fan yawned,
Slowly said:
"But the savage king also said something, oh, maybe you don't know. He said, I am attacking the Naiman tribe. If I meet you, I must not let you go, and I will not listen to your words and let you leave.
He said, you are inferior to him, but the inferiority is the so-called burden of the father and brother of the ethnic group, and there is a lack of character;
However, once the Naiman tribe is wiped out, you will no longer be burdened, and in the future on the snowy field, you will have to produce another savage king.
I said I'm not afraid, just get another one, at worst, just clean up another one.
He said,
So are you afraid of trouble? "
Zheng Fan leaned back slightly,
Looking sideways at the blue sky,
? I asked myself and answered:
"Yes, I'm afraid of being annoying."
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