Chapter 192 [Additional Twelve]

The most taboo in the art of warfare can launch local sneak attacks, or small-scale harassment, but it is not conducive to large-scale army operations. In history, a closer look reveals that the number of decisive battles that occur at night is extremely rare, because at night, vision, perception, and command of the generals are greatly disrupted.

There have even been cases of soldiers killing each other at night because of fear and confusion. More soldiers have made the opposite move to command the South, and they have chased the battlefield hundreds of miles at night and lost in the enemy's hinterland.

"It can only be like this. The Iron Wall Corps suffered heavy losses, and all aspects of physical strength are consumed. I am afraid that it is impossible to pursue them."

Gao Xianzhi sighed. This opportunity is rare, but unfortunately, the loss of the army is too large, even if the heart is unwilling, Gao Xianzhi can only give up.

"Whenever, Bottom is always an obstacle!"

Cheng Qianli sighed. Without addressing the huge threat of Bottom wave, Datang will never be able to talk about victory. Fighting with this level of power is only Yu Wei, and it is enough to make the exhausted Datang lose a lot.

Hey!

Soon, a horn of horns sounded, all the Datang/Army retreats like a tidal wave, and the black-scarred iron ride in the distance is also separated from the Mamuliuke Iron Ride, the Muqi Big Iron Ride, and the Sirius Iron Rider. Steel comes from the line of defense.

- This war has less enemies and also exhausted their physical strength.

With the retreat of Datang, the big iron horse ride in the distance is also like the tide, and they have to retreat. Under the cover of night, the Blood and the Legion, the Iron Legion, the Fearless Legion, the Death Corps, and the Tibes Legion were completely out of this battle.

Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Wang Yan, and the old emperor and others stood side by side, looking at the opposite side. For a long time, Wang Chong finally regained his gaze and pulled the reins and headed for the direction of the city of Ross.

"Transfer Xu Keyi, statistics on post-war losses!"

Wang Chongdao.

......

The night fell quickly, and Xu Keyi quickly counted the casualties.

"Hou Ye, we suffered a lot in this battle. After statistics, at least more than 40,000 people were killed, and 20,000 people were injured. The remaining army that can still fight, including Luo Tiqi, has a total of only 60,000 people."

It was getting late, and there was a bright light in the city of Ross. Xu Keyi squatted on the ground with one knee, and his expression was very dignified.

There were more than 110,000 defenders in the army, and there were more than 120,000 troops trained by Luo Tieqi and Su Zhengchen. But in a war, more than 40,000 people died and more than 20,000 people were injured. Half of the people were broken in the battle and had to say that the losses were extremely huge.

Faced with the impact of hundreds of thousands of people, this is the price that Datang pays.

"What about the big food?"

The lights swayed, and Wang Chong held his hand and looked at Xu Keyi in front of him. In a word, next to Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, and the evil emperor, the old people have seen it, showing the look of concern.

"There is no exact data on the big food, but according to preliminary estimates, the number of casualties should reach more than 200,000, of which more than 80,000 are shot by the squadron!"

Xu Keyi Shen Shen.

Since the founding of Datang, in any war, the ruts have extremely powerful lethality and deterrence. Especially in the hands of Wang Chong and Su Hanshan, the tactics of the smashing car have a qualitative leap and have been greatly improved. The large-scale squadrons are enough to make any army chill and fear.

Around the four, when I heard Xu Keyi's words, everyone was relieved.

"That is to say, the strength of the big food and the Uzbek Tibetans and the Western Turks will add up to 260,000!"

Gao Xianzhi Road.

In this war, Datang lost a lot, but the loss was even greater. The battle-to-loss ratio of this war was nearly one to three, that is, every Tangshan warrior was killed, and three elite warriors were buried together. In this way, this loss is still acceptable.

"Yes!"

Xu Keyi kneels on the ground, Christine:

"The most deadly and wounded of ours is the Xuanwu Army, and most of them are caused by the Apocalypse Corps under the fall of Qudebo. The total number of casualties of the army has reached more than 20,000, of which nearly 5,000 Xuanwu Army died."

When I heard Xu Keyi, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heavy. The Xuanwu Army has a total of 8,000 people, and it is one of the top elites of Datang. It is just a face-to-face. There are 5,000 people who died in the hands of the Tianqi Army. The casualties can be described as heavy losses.

40,000 people died in a war, and 20,000 of them died in the hands of the Apocalypse Corps, which made everyone feel chilling.

"... In addition, although the big eater has more than 200,000 deaths and injuries, according to our observations, those who died and injured in the early stage are those whose strength is not too strong. The remaining troops will only have stronger combat power, and their main force remains. Existence. The future Blood Beasts, Iron Legion, Fearless Legion, and Death Corps will be our great threat."

Xu Keyi lowered his head and added.

Those who can survive on the cruel battlefield will always be elite in the elite, which is the unspeakable truth. In addition, the protection of the top army is always much stronger than other units, so the death army, the fearless army and the iron-blood army, and the war between the Tang and Tang dynasty are fierce and cruel, but the loss of a war, Instead, it was not as heavy as imagined.

"Know it, get up."

Wang Chong’s eyes flashed a glimpse of his thoughts, and he quickly returned to the world, and he waved his hand at Xu Keyi on the ground.

Although there are only 50,000 people left in the army, there are only 260,700 people in the big food. The number one to five is not unavoidable. Of course, the most important thing is that the 50,000 people in Datang are almost all the top elites, and more than 6,000 Datang cars are not damaged. This will be the most important weapon for Datang to fight against the big eater.

"Su Hanshan, how is the situation of the brakes, how many arrows are left?"

Wang Chong turned his head and looked to the side of Su Hanshan Road.

"This time, the big eater has consumed a lot of arrowheads. Although we also sent soldiers to try to recover from the battlefield, the remaining number is still not much. There are still about 70,000 in total. On average, each car is still back. Can shoot fourteen times."

Datang's smashing arrows, each of which is cast from the highest quality steel, means that they are extremely heavy, and the more smashing arrows are carried, the slower the army is. This is what Su Hanshan has to consider. The actual problem. Therefore, in order to get to the early days to support Wang Chong, Su Hanshan is not like many people imagined, with the arrow into the sea. Everything is appropriate.

However, the battle with Daqin Ruzan and the battle with the big eater, consumed a lot of smashing arrows in Su Hanshan, and could have more than 70,000 smashing arrows, which is the result of the great recovery of Su Hanshan.

When Wang Chong heard the words of Su Hanshan, his brow jumped a little. Each rut is equipped with fourteen arrows, which means that the 5,000-car squad needs to be extremely cautious in the battles that follow, correcting every arrow that they shoot. But as long as the method is appropriate, 70,000 arrows are enough to cause a devastating blow to the big food.

These thoughts flashed through my mind, and Wang Chong quickly turned his head and looked to the side of Luo Yi and several generals who were riding with Luo Tie:

"General, thank you!"

Wang Chong is sincere.

"Hey! You don't have to thank me, we are not coming to you. Everything is in the body, for the sake of Datang."

He snorted and looked up, unceremonious.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall is slightly discolored.

After all, Wang Chong is now one of the top commanders of Datang in Russell. He made great contributions to Datang. If it weren't for him, Datang had already lost. It’s too arrogant for Luo and these Tonglu people.

"Hou Ye!..."

Aside, Li Yiye’s eyes flashed in the cold, and what he had just said was stopped by Wang Chong.

"It doesn't matter, let them go."

Wang Chong smiled a little and didn't care.

Wang Chong certainly knows why Luo Hao is so angry. At the beginning of the training camp in Kunwu, Wang Bian defeated the son of General Luo, who was the same as Luo’s son, and tied his naked body to the bamboo pole of Zhigeyuan, so that all the faces were lost, and all the following Luo Tieqi was humiliated, and Luo Hao would have a good face to blame him. However, for Wang Chong, the personal prejudice of Luo Yi is irrelevant in this war. As long as they are empire and fight on this battlefield, everything will suffice.

These thoughts flashed through my mind, and Wang Chong smiled and quickly recovered.

"At the end of the day, General Wang, I don't care about the personal grievances between you. This battle, Datang must win, this is the will of His Majesty, no one can defy."

At this time, a snoring, thick and turbid, people can not clearly distinguish the sound in the hall, instantly attracted everyone's attention.

With this sound, bang, a huge foot, wrapped in thick armor, stepping out from the corner, at the same time, a storm-like atmosphere, containing intense dark energy, swept out, covering the whole hall. For a moment, everyone noticed the black armor of the giant spirit, and the black, thin, old battle flag on his hand.

The slightly nervous atmosphere was soothing a lot. At the sight of Luo Yi, he bowed his head, and Gao Xianzhi and Cheng Qianli on the side also showed a respectful look.

Although no one knows the black armor, no one knows what his face is under his monster-like armor, but for everyone, he has the mark of the Holy Emperor, which is enough.

Throughout the Ross, the black armor is undoubtedly the embodiment of the Holy Emperor.

"Wang Chong, the letter of the Holy Emperor has been handed over to you, have you seen it?"

The thick voice of the black armor guards did not bring any emotions, and it sounded in everyone's ears, but his eyes always fell on Wang Chong's body.

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