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If he knew, he wouldn't have asked.

Li Mu replied slowly word by word:

"I can't wait for five thousand elite riders, but the Qin army has tens of thousands of people on the Great Wall."

"If our army breaks through the Great Wall and enters the south, the main force must stick to a certain section of the Great Wall to maintain contact."

"And if our army sticks to the Great Wall with the main force and fights to the death with tens of thousands of soldiers from the Qin army..."

"So what if we win in the end?"

Hearing this, the general couldn't help admiring Li Mu.

This is true.

The greatest advantage of cavalry is its mobility.

If you have to stick to a certain section of the Great Wall because a cavalry force broke into the other side of the Great Wall...

It will force all the cavalry to give up their mobility and concentrate in one place for garrison.

At that time, even if the five thousand elite cavalry could win a hundred with one block, the Qin army would probably win miserably.

It's not as good as it is now, hitting here and there.

Let Qin Jun run around feeling that there is a crisis everywhere, but he can't find the main force of Zhao Jun, so he can only be beaten passively.

This is not only consuming the vital strength of the Qin army, but also consuming the morale and will to fight of the Qin army.

As soon as Zhao Infantry arrived, Qin Jun would have no luck.

It has to be said that Li Mu has a good grasp of the situation.

At this time, the Qin army was filled with an atmosphere of frustration and failure.

This feeling of being played by Zhao Jun like a cat playing with a mouse is not good.

Sometimes they reinforce there and sometimes they reinforce here.

Sometimes they get information that Zhao Jun has withdrawn before reaching the destination, so they return without success without even seeing the enemy.

It's fine if it's done once or twice.

In the past few days, each troop has at least said that it has traveled more than ten times like this.

Sometimes I thought it was a waste of time anyway, so I didn't want reinforcements at all, but I didn't want Zhao Jun to launch a fierce attack again, causing heavy losses.

When the military situation is urgent, even the artillery division cannot escape the pain of running around...

During the break, Ji sat down on the stone and complained:

"This Zhao Jun is so hateful."

"When will you continue to play with our army like this?"

"He's a hero, so let's fight to the death with us!"

Shen Bing smiled in his heart.

How can this marching battle be described as a "heroic man"?

Why didn't Li Mu take advantage of this advantage?

Cang continued with a dissatisfied face: "If the fight continues like this, I will wait sooner or later..."

Interrupt Cang with a sharp voice:

"To shut up!"

"I can't stand your talking!"

Said Xun looked around anxiously, and warned:

"Seven more soldiers were executed last night for fleeing."

"Keep in mind, my death is a small matter, but the family's disaster is a major matter."

"Remember, remember!"

The craftsmen around couldn't help but fell silent.

The following is the "sit together" system.

If one person escapes, not only will his fellow soldiers be imprisoned, but it will also harm his family.

Cutting the title and whipping are considered light, and if you are demoted to slavery and sent to the army, you will never recover.

Unless they can kill the enemy and make meritorious service to redeem themselves like Jiang.

However, even so, there were some people who took risks and fled desperately, which shows how low morale is.

It is no exaggeration to say that almost everyone does not think that the Qin army can win this battle.

In other words, everyone thinks that this trip is going to die here.

Fatty Tun handed the cup to Shen Bing and said, "Gongcheng, drink some water!"

Shen Bing nodded to express his thanks.

Gong is shaped like an ox horn. It was originally a container for wine. It is usually used as a kettle in the army. It is convenient to tie the two ends with hemp rope and carry it on the back.

Shen Bing lifted the cover and raised his head to take a few sips, then handed it back to Fatty Tun.

"Gong...Gong Cheng." Fatty Tun didn't leave just then, he hesitated to speak beside him.

Shen Bing wondered, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, no...no...it's okay!" Fatty shook his hands, but the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed him.

Shen Bing raised his head in the direction of Zhao Jun:

"Say what you have to say!"

"If it's too late, I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to speak."

Only then did Fatty Tun pluck up his courage and said:

"Gongcheng, my subordinate has a... unfeeling request!"

"This subordinate wants to worship Gong Cheng as his teacher."

"I wonder if Gongcheng is willing to accept this apprentice as his subordinate?"

Shen Bing couldn't help being surprised.

at this time?

In this precarious time, no one knows how long they can live?

Apprenticeship?

Shen Bing smiled and asked:

"Do you know that I don't have long to live?"

Fatty Tun replied: "This subordinate knows."

Shen Bing asked puzzledly:

"If you know it, why bother?"

"Even if I agree, what can I teach you?"

Fatty Tun replied:

"It is precisely because I know that this subordinate wants to make a wish before death!"

"The subordinates don't want to learn anything, they just want to worship Gong Cheng as their teacher."

"Even if I die immediately under this subordinate, I will have no regrets!"

The tone was firm, and he didn't even stutter.

Shen Bing hesitated.

To be honest, he is not used to others worshiping him as a teacher or calling him a master.

Although he knew it was common in this day and age, especially among artisans...

Which of the craftsmen didn't learn from a teacher?

There is no "Lanxiang Technical School" in this era, and the learning of skills depends entirely on the master.

But after thinking about it, he was going to die anyway, so what did it matter if he was a master?

Why do you have to be so unkind?

So he nodded:

"I'm afraid I can't do it..."

Before Shen Bing finished speaking, Fatty Tun Natou bowed:

"Thank you master!"

"Master, please be respected by your disciples!"

As he spoke, he bowed three times in a row and knocked his head on the ground with a "bang bang".

Shen Bing helped Fatty Tun up with a little embarrassment, but he didn't want Fatty Tun to turn around and bow down in front of Xun with joy:

"Disciple and grandson pay respects to master."

"Thank you, Master, for your instruction..."

Xun gave Fatty Tun a hard look, and then took a peek at Shen Bing.

Shen Bing was stunned, he found that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.

What the hell is this world?

It's true that people's hearts are not so good in the ancient world, and this master actually cooperates with outsiders to dig a hole for himself?

What's even more hateful is that he actually jumped down when he saw the pit...

It's not just Li Mu who is scheming!

Do not!

They are stronger than Li Mu!

Chapter 43 Confidant

Just when Shen Bing was annoyed at being betrayed by Xun, Liu Xu walked up to Shen Bing.

"Sir, the captain is here to invite you."

Perhaps affected by the negative atmosphere, the originally lively catkins also became listless.

Shen Bing responded and followed Liu Xu towards the tower.

As soon as I walked into the tower, I felt that the atmosphere was not right.

In fact, it wasn't that the atmosphere was wrong, but that Shen Bing thought there should be more people.

It's better than the personal guard or the discussion of the two or five hundred masters.

But Yang Ting was the only one sitting in front of the case in the huge tower, with a jug of wine and two wine glasses on the case.

Then Liu Xu turned around and left, closing the door behind her, which made Shen Bing tremble inexplicably.

This lonely man and widow are alone in a room, could it be...

The captain wants to avenge his death before he dies?

Shen Bing asked himself that although he was a "strong man", he might not be able to fight against a "strong woman" like Yang Ting.

Looking at Yang Ting's bronze sword beside the desk, she was even more terrified.

But Shen Bing still had no choice but to step forward, bowing tremblingly and saying:

"This subordinate has seen the captain."

Yang Ting seemed to have recovered from her contemplation. She glanced at Shen Bing and raised her head towards the empty seat in front of the case: