Chapter 571 Come

Snap, snap, snap.

Late at night, Ye Fan returned to the city. He looked like he had been soaked in a blood vat several times. The black sword and blood sword in his hand had a thick layer of plasma, which had dried up and looked a little black.

There were several beasts beside him. The long battle made them all look tired. Even Lao Chi, the most resistant one, was yawning and had many scars on his body.

"Commander, we have exhausted too many people." Just after entering the city, the adjutant arrived in a hurry, with an anxious tone: "The enemy's number is several times greater than ours. In a head-on confrontation, we have no way to win."

"I know." Ye Fan replied, just stretching his arms, "Strengthen your vigilance and take turns to rest."

After saying that, Ye Fan didn't say anything more and went straight to the camp.

"Commander..." The adjutant wanted to say something else, but when he saw Mark leaving, he could only close his mouth.

In the camp, Ning Mengnian and several generals had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Ye Fan walked in, they stood up immediately. When they were about to say something, Ye Fan said first:

"Don't tell me about victory or defeat. I don't need you to remind me."

As the words came out, several people choked and exchanged glances, but no words came out.

"Ye Fan, I think we can use some clever tricks." Only Ning Mengnian hesitated for a while and said: "It is difficult to defeat more with less, but it is not impossible."

"What tricks do you have?" Ye Fan asked and sat down.

"There is Yangshan Mountain outside Zhaoyang Pass, and there is a trail in the mountain." Ning Mengnian replied, taking out the map, "You can send an army to follow the trail and surprise the rebels' rear."

"If successful, it can cause at least ten times more enemy casualties, which will definitely relieve the pressure on our army."

"The trail is narrow and time is short. The number of troops passing through will not exceed 10,000." Just looking at the map, Ye Fan shook his head, "Such a number of people is nothing more than a drop in the bucket."

"You can call on elite troops." Ning Mengnian replied: "There are a large number of elite troops in the army, and they are powerful. If they are gathered together, they may be able to cause greater casualties."

"Aristocratic family horses." Ye Fan snorted: "Even in ordinary battles, they are the most greedy and fearful of death. It is funny to think about asking them to carry out such a surprise attack that is almost certain to die."

"This." At this point, Ning Mengnian also choked, looked at Mark, and finally said in a low voice: "In this case, we are almost certain to lose this battle."

"There are still variables, but it is difficult to win." Ye Fan replied. At this time, he glanced at the people in front of him, his expression was terrifyingly calm.

"A single tree cannot survive after all. This battle may not have been terrible in the past, but now, it is a losing battle."

"If the war situation is on the verge of collapse, you can escape first while you wait."

"Escape?" As soon as these words came out, everyone was slightly stunned and looked at Ye Fan. When they realized that Ye Fan was not a joke, their expressions changed slightly.

To be honest, in such a battle situation, everyone just tried to stay calm.

Fifty thousand might be able to beat 300,000, but 500,000, or 3 million is almost a dream. The difference between the two is not a simple multiple, but the actual number of people is horribly different.

One hundred thousand troops are enough to move a mountain to fill up the sea. Now the gap between the two sides at Zhaoyang Pass is dozens of such troops.

As long as you climb Zhaoyang Pass and take a look at the sea of ​​people outside, anyone will be afraid.

"If my father can win the king-level battle, he might still have a chance." Ning Mengnian sighed slightly.

"King-level battles cannot be decided so quickly. What's more, there are seven of them, and they are not weak. They insist on delaying it for ten days and a half. There is no problem at all." Ye Fan shook his head, "We Can’t wait that long.”

At this point, perhaps because he felt that such pressure was already unbearable for everyone, Ye Fan waved his hand: "Okay, you don't need to be under too much pressure. The battle is nothing more than victory or defeat, but life is long and complicated."

"If you are willing, you can go to the front line and kill more enemies. If you are not interested, it's okay to slip away earlier and escape Kyoto with your family and friends."

After saying this, everyone in the camp was silent, a few lowered their heads, and a few had expressions changing. Finally, one person stood up to leave, and soon, everyone else said goodbye.

Ning Mengnian was last. After hesitating for a long time, he stood up and walked outside.

"Maybe tomorrow many of these people will never be seen again." The hall fell into emptiness, and Ye Fan's voice slowly drifted away.

He sat alone in his seat, looking at the map in front of him and thinking deeply.

"I don't know what the meaning of such a battle is." After a long time, Qiongqi finally spoke, and Ye Fan let it eat for a day. At this time, it was full and spoke with some philosophy: "The resister There is no intention to resist, the attacker has no intention to attack, no name, just for the hatred of the upper class, but millions of troops have to be sacrificed.”

"meaningful."

Ye Fan answered with a deep look in his eyes: "For the rebels, they need to capture Kyoto and the capital of the human race is defeated, which means that the imperial court will be annihilated and all the past rules and restraints will be shattered. This is a necessary step, even if today's imperial court Already in name only.”

"This is also the situation that all the other heroes want to see." Bai Ze also made a voice, with helplessness: "So you are destined to be isolated and helpless in this battle, and you are destined to be defeated."

"The rise of the new king will inevitably be accompanied by the fall of the old king, and the collapse of the old dynasty will inevitably require a grand funeral."

"In past history, this kind of battle has happened more than once."

"But in the past, there would be some diehards trying to save the collapsed building in the last battle." Ye Fan replied, shaking his head: "Today's human race, only people like me and Principal Ning are doing it."

"It's so ridiculous that it feels pathetic."

"An era has become so corrupt. It's not you who are ridiculous. It's not just the court that's sad." Bai Ze replied, sighing leisurely, and his voice fell silent.

"It doesn't matter how ridiculous and pathetic it is, we'll make money when we kill enough people." Qiongqi didn't care much about this. The one who caused the topic said diligently: "Let me go out to eat for a day tomorrow."

"I ate thousands of people today, and my strength has been restored to nearly one ten thousandth. If I eat again tomorrow, it may be one ten thousandth again."

"Thousands of people are close to one ten thousandth." Hearing this, Ye Fan turned black, "According to what you said, if you want to restore prosperity, you will eat people from several provinces."

"A few provinces are not enough." Qiongqi replied, sensing Ye Fan's displeasure, and quickly said: "The main reason is that these people are not strong. If they are stronger, I can just eat some..."

Snap, snap, snap.

Qiongqi was still about to say something, but suddenly, urgent footsteps sounded outside the camp, which interrupted his voice.

"Commander! Commander!"

The curtain of the camp was opened, and the deputy general's excited voice came: "Hebei Zhang Shichun, with an army of 50,000, came to help Commander Ye Fan resist the rebels!"

"Huh?" Sitting in the seat, Ye Fan was slightly surprised when he heard this voice. He thought about it for a few seconds and wondered: "Who is Zhang Shichun?"

"Hebei Governor Zhang Shichun." The deputy general replied hurriedly: "He led the army to bypass the rebels from the northwest. Now he has arrived outside Zhaoyang Pass and is waiting for the commander to receive him."

"Hebei is more than half a month away from Kyoto. According to this, he set off very early..." Ye Fan judged. At this time, his eyes softened slightly. He was about to ask the adjutant to summon people when he heard urgent footsteps. But it rang again.

"The commander, Hu Yang and Li Jingyang, led an army of 30,000, and came to assist the commander in resisting the rebels!"

"Zhang Shuai, the governor of Beiqing, has led an army of 10,000 people and brought 30,000 catties of food and grass to assist the commander!"

"..."

The sound of notifications sounded like dumplings, and Ye Fan was no longer calm. These names were almost unfamiliar to him, but they sounded like thunder at this time.

"Ye Fan, there are still several armies on the way. They will arrive at Zhaoyang Pass tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. There are still more than ten armies in the south that have launched an attack on the rear of the rebels." Ning Mengnian arrived last. At this time, he No longer as depressed as before.

"Hundreds of thousands of troops from all sides have come to support us! The human race still has loyal ministers and elite soldiers, and we still have the strength to fight!"