Looking at Hu Mang's understanding, Yang Chendong simply pointed out the matter and said, "your deputy commander doesn't have something to deal with. He sees something and should dissuade you, but you don't listen. As for Xiao Feng, he should tell you that he is waiting for the young master's call, right or wrong."
"Ah! Young master... How do you know?" Hu mang was surprised.
"I don't know all of them, but they are all smart people. You can think of what they will do in advance. As for you, of course, you're not stupid, just because you feel too close to me, so you don't have to avoid anything. Here you are. Go back and ask your deputy commander if you don't understand and learn more." Yang Chendong waved his hand, Repel the tiger's awn. Yang Siqing, who came out with the army, came forward and patted Hu mang. He took him out of the main account with a confused face.
Hu mang made a big mistake and went to the deputy commander to say goodbye. He finally knew how reckless he had just acted.
"Commander, the sixth young master is coming, and the war must be fought. But now that fan Yuhai and sihaba are in full battle, why should we fight now? It's good for us to let them consume their strength first."
The farewell words were heard in Hu Mang's ears, which made his face red. He wants to win too many battles and prove himself, but who would have thought that the more so, the easier it is to make mistakes. At the moment, he even took the initiative to admit that it was a wrong move to ask for war under the impulse before, and asked him to teach himself what things he would do in the future.
Facing the popular man around the sixth young master, he was flattered to say goodbye. At present, he said that he must discuss with the army commander about anything in the future.
In any case, the mercenaries stopped moving after they appeared by the Yinma River. Scouts and spies from all sides reported that they only eat and sleep every day. It seems that they really regard this place as their martial arts arena.
The news came to fan Yuhai's ears. His face was gloomy, but there was nothing he could do.
Fan Yuhai thinks he knows more about Yang Chendong's threat than anyone. If we say that the last person he wants to fight in this world is Yang Chendong. It's just that nature makes people. When he appears, this person will appear where he is. It's like being born to be right with himself.
Don't look at the fact that the number of cavalry brought by Yang Chenguang is less than 30000, but fan Yuhai has never underestimated it. Even in his eyes, this army will only be more powerful than sihaba, who supports 100000 soldiers in front of him. However, he knows this truth, but he can't fight Yang Chendong now.
For nothing else, fan Yuhai has no confidence in defeating Yang Chendong. It seems that the scale of 120000 cavalry is incomparably grand. It seems that there is nothing that can not be done, but how many mobs are there? How many people are estranged from him?
With such an army, it is easy to win a war. Everyone rushed forward and shared the fruits of victory. But once you lose? The morale and morale of the army will be greatly affected. If it is not done well, the morale of the army will be scattered after a defeat. At that time, don't say whether you want to dominate the grassland or whether you can leave here alive.
Knowing that such a result is likely to happen, he will send troops. It will not be fan Yuhai, but a stupid pig.
"Well, let's make you beautiful for a few days. Once I defeat xihaba and unify the whole Mobei grassland, it's not too late to fight with you. Come on, keep an eye on the every move of the mercenaries and report any situation in time." finally, fan Yuhai still didn't make preparations for the first war with Yang Chendong.
Sihaba made the same decision as fan Yuhai. This man has long heard of the name of the God of war and knows that it is very difficult to deal with. Of course, he won't be distracted when the enemy is in front of him. Instead of provoking mercenaries, he sent people with generous gifts to see Yang Chendong, showing a picture of the alliance between the two sides, killing fan Yuhai first, and then dividing Mobei Mongolian tribes equally.
Sihabah is a good abacus. Do you know that Yang Chendong is so good with each other? You want to take advantage of the situation and come to deal with mercenaries after losing fan Yuhai. It's really too much.
Yang Chendong, who was very clear about the matter, handed over the alliance to the farewell deputy commander. He believed that this person must understand his meaning and make a false promise first. As for whether he really wanted to unite, it can't be said that it's impossible. Everything depends on the discovery of the war situation. But before the event is decided, he will not casually participate in the war. If he has the opportunity to consume the enemy, he will not start foolishly.
As for whether someone will fight him, ha ha. If someone really doesn't want his life, he might as well try it. He will make others regret it all their life.
The war in Mobei Mongolia did not stop because of the arrival of mercenaries. On the contrary, it became more intense. Whether fan Yuhai or xihaba can't determine Yang Chendong's mind. What they want is to make a quick decision, finish the war as much as possible, and deal with the mercenaries eyeing on one side after a victory or defeat is divided.
Under such pressure, more than 200000 cavalry fought on the grassland for more than a month. From early summer to Midsummer, many places with rich water and grass were stained with blood. In just over a month, the grassland cavalry killed and injured in the war lost more than 100000 people. More than 30 tribal leaders, large and small, were either killed on the battlefield, or their soldiers were sold out, becoming a bare pole commander and a civilian.
After more than a month, fan Yuhai still had 40000 cavalry, and sihaba still had 35000 cavalry.
The final showdown is about to begin.
Mercenaries only belong to the account of the deputy commander of Sheba, and the envoys sent by sihaba are constantly making various commitments at the moment. All they do is one thing, that is, in the next decisive battle, I hope mercenaries can help. Once fan Yuhai is defeated, they can divide the grassland equally.
Such requests are not once or twice. But this time, sihaba sent envoys undoubtedly made a capital. They even took out a more detailed power map of Mobei Mongolian tribes, indicating the specific situation of sharing the world. There are indeed some good places that are owned by mercenaries.
The other party was so sincere that he seemed to move the deputy commander. He showed a very greedy look and said, "do these... And those places really give us mercenaries?"
The appearance of parting, seen in the eyes of the messenger, made him calm in his heart. He is not afraid of the other party's greed. He is afraid that the other party has nothing to ask for. Now that there is a demand, it is easy to talk about the next thing. "Yes, our general immediately said that these places will be given to you after defeating fan Yuhai."
"OK, OK, let me report to the God of war and give us an answer later." I nodded my head and looked at the site several times before I left.
Soon after, farewell appeared in the master account. As soon as he came, Yang Chendong raised his reading head, "Oh? Do you think it's time for us to attack?"
"Yes," she said, standing at attention. "My subordinates think that if we don't take action now, both fan Yuhai and sihaba will have some scruples. They are afraid they won't try their best in the next war. Now it seems that their strength has been weakened a lot, but after the investigation of our investigators, more than 200000 Mongolian troops are not all killed in the battle, and most people can't see it And withdrew for various reasons. "
"Hmm?" Yang Chendong raised his head and frowned. "Continue."
"Yes," Shepard continued: "That is to say, Mobei Mongol tribes still have some fighting power. Once one side is powerful and becomes the final winner, it is likely to attract more people to surrender and draw closer. If that happens, even if we want to be the enemy, it will be much more difficult. This is not in our interests. If we can directly divide them through World War I If there is a victory or defeat, even if we can notify the two families, we can avoid this situation to the greatest extent. "
I felt it necessary to introduce the situation in detail, and I continued: "If once we become the final winner, even if Mobei Mongolian tribes are not satisfied, they can't get together in a short time, which will create time for us to break down one by one. At that time, we can pull and fight one by one. In a group of wait-and-see, over time, the problems here will be fundamentally solved."
"OK." Yang Chendong slapped the armrest of the chair fiercely, and the whole man stood up. "Very good. It seems that the deputy commander has a spectrum in his heart. That's good. In this way, tell me the details. If you agree to sihaba's request and join hands with them, how can you guarantee heavy damage to both sides? Our family is the only one."
"Yes, let's say goodbye to the sixth young master. The plan is still a little immature. If it is inappropriate, please correct it." farewell is also excited. Good ideas can only be realized if they are allowed to pass. Now even Yang Chendong said so, the success rate of that thing is undoubtedly a little higher.
The next time, the two talked in the big tent for a long time, and the dinner was sent in directly. Even so, they still talked about that the soldiers had gone to bed. At midnight, Hu Mang, who said goodbye to him and came later, and Xiao Feng, the head of the tiger regiment, left from the big tent.
Although it was very late, the faces of the three officers looked very excited. It could be seen that this meeting was a great success and reached their long cherished wish.