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Even so, when they returned to the barracks, several people were injured, and others had chapped lips due to not having water for two consecutive days, and they were somewhat dehydrated, like rice fields exposed to the scorching sun.

After Zhang Gaoyi had rested for a night, General Zhenbei invited him to the big tent in the military camp.

Zhang Gaoyi did not hide anything and told the generals what happened after he entered the grassland.

General Zhenbei said, "This is indeed a problem. However, after you entered the grassland, our spies there sent us news that the new troops joining the local army are from the northern tribes. Now there are more than one or two tribes in the enemy army."

Zhang Gaoyi frowned and said with a heavy face: "If this is true, then there must be contradictions and disagreements within the enemy army. We may be able to find an opportunity and find a way to sow discord between them."

General Zhenbei nodded slightly to show his agreement. He knew that the disunity among the enemy was a great opportunity for them to take advantage of.

However, successfully provoking them is not an easy task and requires considerable time and effort.

Then, Zhang Gaoyi still asked doubtfully: "But they are from various tribes in the north, so where are the remaining members of these tribes?"

If the remnants of these tribes were to gather together, it would probably not be easy to sow discord among them.

On the battlefield, people's concerns are both a good thing and a bad thing. The key lies in how to use them skillfully.

In addition, if the whereabouts of the rest of the people were known, it would seem more effective to instigate this group of people than to instigate those in the barracks.

Sometimes, the influence of pillow talk cannot be underestimated, especially for men on the grassland.

General Zhenbei asked, "So you mean you want to enter the grassland again? I don't want your vanguard battalion to enter the grassland again. Let's not talk about whether you can really find those enemies. Even if you find them, it will be difficult for us to blend in easily. In addition, the food and water you can carry are limited, and horses must not enter the grassland because they are too obvious and easily expose your whereabouts."

Zhang Gaoyi knew that what General Zhenbei said was true, but he still felt unwilling.

He sighed secretly, regretting that he did not pay close attention to the enemy camp after the last war, which resulted in him not being able to find out in time where they got their beef and mutton.

At this moment, he couldn't help but start thinking, wondering if there would be another chance to attack them.

Although it is clear that the other party will inevitably strengthen their defenses, as long as careful planning is done, success may not be impossible.

While he was thinking, General Zhenbei mistakenly thought that he still stubbornly wanted to enter the enemy camp, and had no choice but to persuade him again.

"During the days you were away, the enemy did not come to harass us. However, this does not mean that they have lost their patience. You and I both know that their purpose of fighting is to break through the defense line and rob the people of Daxia of their property. And the place we are defending is the last line of defense. Therefore, no matter what, we must not let anything happen here. In the past, although we always suffered defeat, I still insisted on defending this place."

General Zhenbei said earnestly.

Zhang Gaoyi frowned, secretly pondering the meaning of General Zhenbei's words.

Does this mean that they are now completely dependent on the vanguard battalion to fight the war?

But the fact is not so. General Zhenbei still has certain ability to lead troops in battle.

In fact, the training intensity of the entire army has increased recently and it is fully capable of fighting the enemy.

However, now they seem to be overly dependent on the forward battalion, which is not a good sign.

Zhang Gaoyi began to think about how to solve this problem.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Gaoyi suddenly said, "How about this! Let's not enter the grassland for the time being. However, during this period of time, everyone in the military camp needs to come to the vanguard camp to undergo trials, especially when the real battle begins. At that time, they must follow my arrangements. What do you think?"

General Zhenbei agreed without thinking. He didn't know why Zhang Gaoyi said that, but he would meet his conditions as long as they didn't enter the grassland in the near future.

Several deputy generals seemed somewhat unhappy with his proposal, thinking that Zhang Gaoyi's move was suspected of robbing them of their troops.

But he also made it clear that he would only allow the soldiers to stay in the vanguard battalion for a period of time, rather than formally assign them to the vanguard battalion.

Therefore, the deputy generals were unable to object directly and could only discuss privately which people were suitable to be sent to the vanguard camp.

After Zhang Gaoyi came out of the military tent, he went to Ye Zimeng to see the injured people.

After all, they were all seriously injured this time. Especially Hong Yujie, who was cut on the back and bled a lot. Although it had been bandaged, he was still a little worried and went to take a look.

As soon as I entered the military doctor's tent, I heard bursts of laughter coming from inside.

He lifted the door curtain and looked inside, only to see those people lying there, talking and laughing, except Hong Yujie, who was lying on the bed.

"How come you are still in the mood to joke?" Zhang Gaoyi looked at them and couldn't help frowning.

"Why are you here? They are fine! It's a good time to relax." Ye Zimeng said with a smile.

Zhang Gaoyi nodded, walked directly to Hong Yujie and looked at him: "How are you?"

"I'm fine. I won't die." Hong Yujie replied in a muffled voice.

"That's good." Zhang Gaoyi breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Ye Zimeng and Hong Yujie were relatives because of Ye Zifen's relationship, so he was not worried that Ye Zimeng would not give Hong Yujie good medicine.

But since he was here, he decided to check the wound.

Hong Yujie turned over, revealing the wound on his back.

Zhang Gaoyi took a look and found that the wound had been treated well and there was no sign of further bleeding, so he understood.

So he gave a few more instructions and then turned and left.

After Zhang Gaoyi left, Hong Yujie started complaining again: "Oh, what bad luck! Why is it my turn to get hurt?"

"Okay, stop complaining. You came the latest, have the least experience, and your skills are not as good as the others. Just be content with the injuries you get this time!" said a person nearby.

Ye Zimeng smiled and comforted him, "If you hadn't reacted quickly, you might not even have the chance to lie on the bed now."

After hearing this, Hong Yujie felt better. He sighed and said with emotion: "This time it was really thrilling. If the general hadn't returned in time to rescue me, I would have died there."

"Yes, the general's martial arts are really powerful!" another soldier echoed.

Hearing what he said, Ye Zimeng knew without even looking that they were the ones who entered the vanguard camp later.

Everyone in the caravan knew that Zhang Gaoyi's skills were acquired through the training of many masters.