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Needle dropping could be heard in the room, and it was extremely quiet.

This word turned fast enough, not smart enough.

Wen Le lowered his eyes, then walked to the sand table, and said: "Recuperation is naturally temporary. The Xiongnu are wolf cubs who eat people and don't spit out their bones. If they want to fight, they have to be subdued. If you think about the sneak attack on the side of the border before, you also know it. The Xiongnu can go all the way around to attack from the side, and we can do the same."

Xu Yijiang secretly thought Wenle was talking about soldiers on paper, and said: "The residence of the Xiongnu is different from that of our Southern Dynasty. The grazing needs to change the boundaries all the time. They already have the capital to migrate. We don't even know where they live. How can we sneak attack?"

"The barracks can be changed, but the food and grass cannot be changed." Wen Le said softly, "Our food and grass are in the warehouse and cannot be moved. The cattle and sheep they robbed can change with the camp anytime and anywhere. The hunting dogs raised by the herdsmen help herd the cattle and sheep. Tracking these cattle and horses is no problem. They migrate everywhere, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage. Let's chase the cattle and sheep to see if they want to eat or live."

General Zhen Guo sat on the top seat, not angry and pretentious. Hearing this, he picked up the teacup and covered the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Xu Yijiang naturally knew that Wen Le's method was full of loopholes, but he also had to lament the novelty of the other party's strategy. There were thousands of volumes of military tactics, and the formation had never been updated all year round.

Those Xiongnu thieves are like gophers, they hide when they fight, and come out to shout when they don't fight. They are not very capable but really annoying.

If they can really track down the opponent's cattle and sheep, and thus find the location of the barracks, and attack Huanglong directly, I'm afraid the Xiongnu will be seriously injured.

Bunle only offered opinions, but he didn't care whether the matter could be done or not.

After expressing his opinion, Bunraku was a little hungry, looking at the tea stains on the table, he stopped talking.

If Fu Xiaoyu was here, he would definitely bring him some food with him, but let alone serving him here, even Sizhu had to go on patrol with Luosang every day, so there was no one to take good care of him.

Wen Le thought about it, and thought about Wen Yue who had no news.

Wen Yue is not a god, and in that situation, it is really difficult to escape.

Ke Wenle always felt that his brother would not die on the battlefield so easily.

Thinking of Wenyue, Wen Le was out of his mind, and was caught by General Zhen Guo and kicked out of the camp.

Sizhu should not be patrolling today, so Wenle rode Mao Mao to the city.He returned to Jinlin when he was eleven or twelve, and he was still a child at that time.Now that he has grown up and returned to the border, the local generals are like leeks, growing one after another, and his title of centurion has long been forgotten by the people.

I bought a beef 饸饹, and watched the customs and customs of Bianguan while eating.

The wind blows, and the sand can cover the face.

After Wen Le finished eating the beef, there was a storm, and he gave Da Mao Mao to the servant, and went into the courtyard by himself.

Luosang was boxing in the yard, very mighty, with a mace hanging around his neck, which was the honor of the three of them.

"Where's Sizhu?"

Luosang lifted his beard to wipe the sweat on his neck, and said, "Where do I know?"

Wen Le didn't look interested, and lay down on the rocking chair, feeling listless.

Luosang moved a bench to sit next to him, and asked, "...Your wife, can you tell me more?"

Bunraku closed his eyes half-closed and turned over silently.

Luosang took a step and sat across from each other, so he had to communicate with Wen Le face to face, and said, "Brother is not married yet, what happened to your sharing experience as a younger brother?"

"You go out to scan and listen, who is qualified to be called the grandson brother of Zhen Guofu?"

Luosang thought about it, and it really was the reasoning. He leaned forward with a stern face, changed his subject and said, "Brother, why don't you tell me?"

He was already thinking about Jin Lin's precious lump, but he was mentioned over and over again, making it even more painful to think about it.

Wen Le was so annoyed that he sat up and asked, "Are you thinking about getting a wife?"

Luosang smiled and said: "My brother has been dead for so long, and I have also made a name for myself in the barracks. Now that the war is tight, I think I should marry a wife earlier and leave a queen for our family. You are not wrong Knowing that my old mother is getting old and worrying about me all day long, I am also thinking about having a family, so my mother can rest assured."

Wen Le pursed his lips and lay down again, recalled a bit, and said: "Getting married is like... having an extra body. When I eat, I think about whether my other body has eaten, and when I sleep, I think about it." Did you sleep well, worry about him adding clothes when it’s cold, worry about him getting heatstroke when it’s hot.”

"So troublesome?" Luosang stroked his beard and said, "Then you and your wife are separated, don't you think too much?"

Wen Le kicked him and scolded: "If you know I'm thinking hard, don't ask me to think about it! Get out!"

Luosang took advantage of his strength to escape, thinking that among the three of them before, Sizhu was the most careful, and now that Wen Le married a wife, he would not give up.

The sun made people extremely sleepy, and Bun Le fell asleep while shaking.

Just after dark, the trumpets sounded.

Wen Le got up abruptly, without Mao Mao, and rushed to the barracks with lightness kung fu.

The soldiers gathered in a team, and the yellow sand was blown away by the wind. Only the Huns and horses in groups like mountains could be seen in the distance.

General Zhen Guo sat in the town and heard the Huns scolding, his voice was as loud as a bell, and said: "I don't understand the barking of dogs. If you want the land of the Southern Dynasty, you should learn the dialect of the Southern Dynasty first."

There was a lot of noise over there, General Asi of the Xiongnu glanced at the crowd, smiled suddenly, and said in the dialect of the Southern Dynasty: "Where is Wen Le, Major General of the Zhen Guofu?"

Bunle, who is a right-wing soldier, raised his eyebrows, thinking why he still has his own business.

Sizhu blocked the horse forward, covering most of Wenle's face.

"This general is here to take the head of Major General Wen Le today." Asi said boldly.

They finally recalled the surprise attack before, and this time they aimed at the cunning Southern Dynasty Major General Wen Le.

General Zhen Guo laughed angrily, picked up the silver gun, and replied: "If you want to kill my dear grandson, you have to see your ability."

Asi played with a crossbow in his hand, and said, "Since the general has taken Wen Yue's life, he can naturally take Wen Le's life. I heard that you only have two grandsons. I don't know that these two grandsons are on the grassland. Dead, who should you pass on your silver spear to?"

General Zhen Guo's heart trembled, but he immediately looked at Wen Le of the right-wing army.

Sure enough, when he mentioned his elder brother, Wen Le's eyes turned red, he pushed Si Zhu away and rushed forward.

General Zhen Guo let go of the reins and shouted: "Fight!"

Wen Le is like a dragon in the water, the horses are shuttled among the cavalry, his goal is very clear, it is for the life of Naas.

The night is approaching, and the blood is not red under the moonlight, but black.Sprinkle it on the yellow sand and splash the dust.The lizards and snakes had already retreated to their nests by the sound of the horses' trampling, and the sound of fighting was endless.

Bunle's lightness skill is better, and it doesn't give the enemy a chance to meet him.

Asi didn't hide, and sat on the horse, as if waiting for Wenle to pass by.

Stepping on the horse's head, Bunle kicked Asi's chest.His silver spear is for close attack, and he can only dodge if he is far away, and he has no counterattack power at all.

Asi dodged back, and slashed his dagger on the belly of his horse.

The war horse roared and threw both of them off the ground.

Perhaps it was because the stomach of the war horse was stabbed open, and a strong smell of blood came out.

Asi looked into Wen Le's eyes in the moonlight, and everyone said that the Xiongnu were wolves that the grassland mother didn't know how to feed, but he felt that the major general of the Zhen Guofu was similar.

Eyes are brighter than that wolf cub.

The two fought quickly, Wen Le's silver spear was not as superb as his ancestor's, but it was also practiced from a young age, with a hook and a stab, the accuracy and strength were not weak, and Asi was beaten straight back.

The whip swung straight towards Wenle's neck, and Wenle couldn't dodge it in time, so he could only jump up.The whip landed on his collarbone, and Wen Le couldn't breathe with just one stroke, and his chest was burning with pain.

Asi kept whipping, and while hiding back, he said, "Wen Le, do you know where you are most similar to your brother?"

Wen Le pursed his lips and did not speak. The silver gun wrapped Asi's whip and pulled it forward, stepping on a part of it. When the silver gun passed by, the whip was cut off directly by the gun head.

"What you are most like is that you are both aggressive."

Asi retreated, Wen Le rushed forward, and within a short while, they had already reached the depths of the enemy camp.

When Wen Le looked up, he saw a dense crowd of Hun soldiers surrounding him.

Asi threw away the cracked whip and said, "Wen Le, come to the grassland as a guest."

At some point, the surrounding area was filled with crossbow archers, with arrows pointing directly at Bunraku's neck.

Wen Le thrust the silver gun into the ground, and someone came up behind him and wrapped him tightly with a rope.

Asi looked at Wenle on the ground with satisfaction, and said in the language of the Huns: "I thought that the people in the Zhen Guofu should be extremely heroic, and they would bite their tongues and kill themselves without being captured by the Huns."

There was constant laughter.

Wen Le felt the sense of urgency that his limbs were tied up with ropes, and replied in Xiongnu dialect: "That means you don't know Zhen Guofu as well as you think."

Asi's smile froze, he snorted softly, and asked his subordinates to take Wenle away.

The Xiongnu came and went quickly, deliberately forming a siege of Bunraku, no matter how the outside world was chased and beaten by the Southern Dynasty.

After a battle, nearly [-] Huns were killed or injured, just to take Wenle away.

General Zhen Guo's face smelled as if he had eaten a mouse alive.

The barracks was very quiet, even the little soldiers who poured tea did not dare to move, no one dared to touch the fate of General Zhen Guo at this moment.

The camellia was steaming hot, and General Zhen Guo took a sip of it, pointed at Sizhu whose eyes were rolling wildly, and said, "What kind of plan does your young master have, let me tell you about it?"

Wen Le is different from Wen Yue in that he has never been pushy.

The words of the Huns were not enough to motivate him to go straight to the enemy camp.

Sizhu originally wanted to say haha, to confuse the matter, looked at seven or eight pairs of eyes staring at him in the tent, but was defeated, knelt down obediently in front, and said: "The second young master is still thinking about the eldest young master. , say... say... how can you catch a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's lair."

The people present clearly saw the veins on General Zhen Guofu's forehead burst.

"Then if something happens to him inside, how does he expect us to save him?"

Si Zhu looked at his master's face, and said cautiously: "The young master said, said he told you."

Using the herdsmen's hunting dogs to track the Huns' cattle and sheep, they can touch the other party's base camp, and at the same time, rescue him along the way, killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone.

General Zhen Guo threw the hot camellia to the side of Sizhu, and the sound of the teacup cracking startled everyone in the tent.

How could Sizhu dare to speak, he forgot the title of general, kowtowed and said: "Master, calm down!"

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Wen Lele is going to do something!