Chapter 101

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Chen Ze shook his head more and more, and his face became more and more dignified.

This is not a war game. After a bloody war, the system will automatically refresh the battlefield for you.

The people on Haotian continent are no different from his previous life. They are all living, flesh and bones. They will not die and become a light ball or a wooden box.

There are thousands of troops and at least thousands of carriages. These people or things do not disappear out of thin air when attacked, but always leave some traces.

Blood, wreckage, startled horses, food and grass, and even the messy footprints during the battle, the other party can't be seamless and clean everything.

There's always something left.

But, no!

Huang Zhengyang didn't find anything different. Chen Ze came out of Xichuan city and didn't find half a doubt.

This is very abnormal!

Unless

Chen Ze took a deep breath and ordered everyone to stop marching and rest on the spot.

And he himself turned over and dismounted, found a flat place under the tree, and spread the map he carried on the ground.

Taking Xichuan city as the starting point and bo'an city as the end point, this map outlines in detail the best marching route between the two, that is, the planned supply line in anluoxing province.

"Childe, what's the matter?"

When Chen Ze bent over to look at the map, Li Quan'an and others surrounded him.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Ze waved his hand, thought for a moment, and then ordered, "the three of you lead a hundred elite soldiers. In addition to the direction of bo'an City, you should guard in the other three directions, and the range should be larger."

"Once any abnormality is found, immediately give a warning with a loud arrow!"

As he spoke, he assigned generals to Li Quan'an, Xu Qing and Guo Zi in the generals system. As for Chen Mingben's patrol outside, he is not here at present.

When the three had to leave, his eyes fell back on the map.

Squatting down, Chen Ze put two small stones at different positions of the supply line to represent the two Xichuan troops who should have met but didn't.

One after the other, the nearest one to him should be the third wave of baggage troops coming out of Boan city. The one that walks more than half and leans towards Xichuan city is the second wave.

After taking a look at each of the two stones, he picked up two more stones, one in his current position, and the other representing the cavalry force of Meng Yang in a later position.

With this swing, the eyebrows sink.

Chen Ze saw that the stone belonging to Meng Yang was very close to the third wave of baggage troops in Xichuan City, almost overlapping.

So the illusion just now

He closed his eyes and a picture of the whole baggage force came to his mind.

"Once the fight starts, there will be many traces..."

In an instant, the scene in my mind turned into a sea of corpses, just like Shura purgatory.

"People are dead... There are bodies everywhere."

"The horse was also frightened... With the carriage crashing, the grain, grass and baggage scattered all over the ground."

"There won't be many ambulances. I can't eat all this food for a while, so I can only... Burn it?"

There was a raging fire in my mind, accompanied by horses neighing and people howling, and the scene was chaotic.

"But if..."

The picture was like a replay. The fire disappeared, and the soldiers who fell in a pool of blood stood up again. Everything became orderly again. A baggage force of more than 5000 people was marching along the established route.

However, the marching troops rotated 180 degrees, and the front array changed to the rear array. Everyone's direction of travel changed from bo'an city to Xichuan city.

"What if there is no carriage?"

In the picture, the thousand carriages suddenly disappeared, and only the troops of more than 5000 people continued to March.

"What if there aren't so many soldiers?"

So Chen Ze saw that on the picture he simulated, nearly 3000 people had changed from soldiers with shields and guns to unarmed ordinary people.

"Yes! That's what they should be!"

Chen Ze nodded slightly. His own troops were all soldiers, but 3000 of them disguised as civilians to confuse Zhu Yan's ambush.

But other troops are not disguised. Their team is composed of two to three thousand soldiers and two to three thousand civilians temporarily recruited.

Xichuan city used only 10000 people to escort the baggage. It was divided into three waves. The real strength of each army was only more than 3000.

As for the people.

To put it mildly, except for a few brave men, it's nothing to say that a well-trained soldier singled out two or three strong civilians.

The force value of ordinary people given by the star system is 5, while a qualified soldier is at least 10 points or more, and the elite soldier is between 15 and 20. Firstly, there is a great difference in force, not to mention that the soldiers have been trained for a long time, and their cooperation is unmatched by the people.

Even if the number of civilians is doubled, it must be the civilians who are slaughtered on one side.

And the elite ambush sent by the Zhu Yan Empire?

The answer is yes.

How is it possible to send only ordinary soldiers to carry out such a difficult task?

It must be Zhu Yan's domestic elite soldiers. Even if they are not as good as Chen Ze's Xuanjia elite, they are not much worse. On the contrary, they are more dominant in number.

"Therefore, civilians without combat effectiveness can be removed."

Together with the thoughts, on the picture in my mind, almost half of the hands disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the other half of the real soldiers.

From large-scale logistics troops to fewer than 3000 soldiers left along the way, the picture in Chen Ze's mind has changed a lot.

"Moreover, these soldiers are not elite. At most, they are of ordinary level, or even lower."

When the idea came together again, the number immediately appeared on the top of each soldier in the picture, mostly between 9 and 12.

This conjecture is not unreasonable. After all, the Boan war is going on together. Of course, each city will send its own elite support. The soldiers left behind are already inferior in quality, and they are only responsible for the supply of the rear. Where can they be elite?

"Combat effectiveness is not high!"

Chen Ze looked at the dense numbers in his mind and shook his head slightly.

"Suppose the ambush of Zhu Yan empire is 20000!"

Then I set it again in my heart.

20000, which was a figure agreed by him, Zheng Yang and Mr. Jing when they were in Xiyun city.

Even if Zhu Yan ambushes all suspected breakthroughs in the East, the total number will not be too much. 20000 is the limit.

The picture in my mind suddenly became crowded, and a large number of Zhu Yan ambulances came out together. Once surrounded, they surrounded Xichuan soldiers.

"Twenty thousand to three thousand... Elite to ordinary..."

"Even if there are 3000 civilians to help... No, if there are civilians, the morale will be even lower and there will be no fighting."

"So... I can't fight at all!"

Chen Ze suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes glittered.

"Even if it's a fight, it's just a slight friction. Then, these baggage soldiers, including the generals who lead the team, will choose..."

"Surrender!"