After the crazy criticism of the prince ascending the throne, I can't escape

This battle caused heavy damage.

Pioneer Battalion, 61 people died, nearly [-] were seriously injured, and [-] were slightly injured.

As for the northern army, about 3 people died in the battle and thousands were seriously injured.

The entire northern camp's doctors were being ordered around by Bai Wei.

Ying Lili was sitting in the coach's tent, with her legs spread apart, and her sitting posture was bold and rough.

The spear in his hand has long been dyed red, and the original color cannot be seen through.

The smell of blood filled the handsome tent and could not be dissipated.

Of course, Beili's army was not much better, with tens of thousands of casualties.

"General!"

Zhao Ying came in from outside, still holding food in her hands.

A dry rice and two slightly rough dishes.

When Ying Lili saw this, she didn't say anything, grabbed her chopsticks and started to eat the rice.

Eat until tears almost fall down.

"General, the northern border is very close to the Seven Cities. We have suffered serious losses this time. The army is less than 7, while Beili and the barbarians still have [-] or [-], which is almost twice our strength. Why don't I go back and recruit strong men."

Ying Lili raised his head and glanced at her, and said: "It has not been easy for them to struggle in the hands of the barbarians and Beili these years. It is Dazhao that owes them first. If they recruit strong men again at this time, it will be a disaster for them. "

"Will not!"

An unfamiliar voice sounded.

Then, a young general entered.

Kneeling down on one knee, "General, I won't."

Zhao Ying frowned, "You are..."

"My subordinate is from Zuicheng!"

Ying Lili looked at Zhao Ying, "Sin City?"

Zhao Ying said with a sad face: "General, this is Hanyang City. It was later changed to... Suicheng by the barbarians, and my subordinate was born in Nu'er City."

The young general heard this and looked at Zhao Ying.

He murmured: "It turns out that Vice General Zhao..."

He and he are both from Qicheng in Beijun County.

"General, like Lieutenant General Zhao, we hate the barbarians and Beili deeply. We would like to skin them and cramp them, eat their flesh and sleep in their skins. There are still many people from the Seven Cities who have been recruited into the army like this subordinate."

"Now that Dazhao is on the verge of life and death, we will not watch them trample on our Dazhao territory."

Then he raised his head and looked at Ying Lili sincerely.

"General, if I can fight to the end on the battlefield, will the Seven Cities be able to return to Jokhang?"

Ying Lili's heart was shaken violently by these words.

Tears almost welled up.

"Yes, Dazhao has never given up on the people of the Seven Cities."

"But this time we cannot act rashly."

Ying Lili said: "The enemy's garrison is the Seven Cities. If the news of recruiting strong men is leaked, no matter what the result is, the people of the Seven Cities will definitely be massacred."

The two looked at each other, but they ignored this.

Ying Lili said: "Where are everyone in the Pioneer Camp?"

Zhao Ying said quickly: "They are all training troops."

After eating, Ying Lili left the camp.

First, I went to take a look at the medical tent. There were screams everywhere, and Baiwei was too busy to touch the floor.

She said nothing and instead came to the Pioneer Battalion.

Hundreds of brothers were lost. Although they only got along for a short time, their relationship was very deep.

For the current plan, we can only find suitable people to fill the gap from the northern camp.

The remaining people didn't even have time to mourn and remember, and they were all swinging their swords hard.

"General."

"General..."

Everyone greeted her when they saw her.

Ying Lili held a spear and stepped forward to fight with them.

Everyone will be defeated in her hands within three moves.

That night, Ying Lili found Baiwei.

"Master, do you know how to kill people in a pure way that doesn't require any moves?" Bai Wei always eats with grace in his movements.

He glanced at his disciple and said, "Teach to the Pioneer Battalion?"

"Yes!" Ying Lili said: "Now our army has suffered heavy losses. There is no problem in supplying food and grass, but it is difficult to replenish our troops. Therefore, we cannot defend and can only take an offensive approach."

"This time Beili and the Barbarians have sent a total of more than 20 troops. Beili may not be able to attack, but the Barbarians still have a chance. I am Master's disciple, and I have been taught by two famous generals. Master, you must trust me on this." ."

When Bai Wei heard this, his expression changed and he said, "You want to go deep into the barbarian tribe?"

Ying Lili nodded, "Yes, cut off the passage between Beili and the barbarians."

Bai Wei snorted coldly, "It's easy to cut off, but it's not difficult for Beili to communicate with the barbarians again. Are you going to attack Beili again then? Take advantage of Beili to send troops to the barbarians?"

Ying Lili was slightly stunned, then gave a thumbs up, "Master is amazing."

Baiwei sighed slightly.

Said: "Or, as a teacher, I can help you deal with Emperor Beili."

Ying Lili narrowed her eyes, "A life in exchange for a life?"

"Well, life in exchange for life." Assassinating an emperor, especially the Beili Emperor, is impossible without risking one's life.

Bai Wei curled his lips and said, "That's not necessary. The fate of the entire royal family in Beili is not as noble as my master. You are the teacher of Empress Jozhao, how can they be worthy of each other?"

Baiwei did not refuse his disciple's request after all.

Taught the Pioneer Battalion a set of the most brutal yet sharpest sword techniques.

Two wars broke out in a very short period of time.

It was impossible to continue for a long time.

The soldiers of both armies need to rest.

The pioneer battalion, which had already shown its sharpness, had become quite beastly in less than two months under Bai Wei's training.

They wield knives every day, practicing until almost dawn before dawn. They take less than two hours of rest every day and can't even hold chopsticks when eating.

That's it, no one complains or feels tired.

At least they understand one thing.

himself alive.

Nearly a hundred brothers have already been buried in the battlefield.

Raid on this day.

Ying Lili told Zhao Qing.

"The rest of you should not waste time. Practice all the marksmanship taught by my master."

"The more you work hard, the more chance you have of surviving."

"The date of departure and return has not yet been determined. General Zhao must not neglect matters in the army."

"The next war will not be gentler than the last one."

Zhao Qing naturally understood what he meant.

"General, don't worry, I will honor your orders."

It was less than half a month after Ying Lili left.

The two armies fought again.

But this battle was not as expected.

At the beginning, General Zhao Qing was determined to die for his country.

However, in the middle of the battle, the Jokhang Army was almost unable to withstand it.

The enemy suddenly withdrew.

Two days later, the scouts came to report that the barbarians broke away from the coalition and returned to their tribes.

Beili did not withdraw its troops, but only less than [-] troops remained. It seemed that they were waiting for reinforcements from the rear.

Bai Wei said: "She succeeded."

His disciples were never mediocre.

Beilimo received the battle report from the front, and Long Yan was furious.

I thought it was a show of strength battle, but I didn't expect it to end like this.

Immediately, Beilimo dispatched another 20 troops to the front line.

It is bound to completely defeat Jozhao's northern border army.

I thought it would be successful this time.

Unexpectedly, less than half a month after Beili sent troops, first the grain and grass army in the rear was intercepted, and then Beili's reinforcements were raided. Halfway through, they had already lost nearly half of their troops due to the unfavorable terrain. (End of chapter)