amaotonovel Chapter 308 The Little Nun 36
Chapter 308 The Little Nun 36
The first day of the battle was not smooth for the Tao family father and son.
Upon being challenged, Xue Zhen did not send out any of his generals; instead, he charged out himself.
His military prowess and his well-trained personal guards were simply no match for the vanguard battalion.
After only a few charges, the vanguard battalion was routed, forcing the Tao family father and son to retreat.
But it was precisely this setback that made the Tao family father and son even more at ease.
In this world, what kind of logic is it to send the commander-in-chief to battle in the very first battle?
Who would do this unless there was absolutely no other way?
"Xue Zhen is already at his last gasp!" Tao Pingtian calmly made this judgment based on his experience.
"Pass on my order: reinforce the troops!" he declared confidently. "Even if we have to pile them up, I will pile them up until they are crushed!"
What good is it if someone is incredibly brave?
Can he kill a hundred people, a thousand people, or ten thousand people?
As long as he and his personal guards are surrounded, the other soldiers who are filled with fear are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs!
Once all his soldiers had dispersed, leaving only three to five thousand personal guards, how could Xue Zhen possibly stand against his hundreds of thousands of troops?
Never before had Tao Pingtian felt so close to the position of ruler of the world.
Beside him, Tao Yi was also deeply moved.
He found such an exceptionally good opportunity and made a tremendous contribution in the decisive battle. Now, which brother can compare with him?
The position of heir is definitely his!
While the father and son sat calmly watching Xue Zhen make his "death struggle," Xue Zhen had just returned to the camp.
As soon as he entered the tent, two guards came forward to remove his blood-stained heavy armor and take it out to wash.
His undergarment was now stained blood red.
He was about to habitually untie the straps to change his clothes when he discovered an uninvited guest in the tent.
He raised his eyes and gazed at Ling Yi with a deep, melancholy look.
Though he remained silent, his eyes spoke volumes.
Why aren't you leaving? What are you looking at here for?
Ling Yi swished open the folding fan that someone had given her, covering her face with it: "I have something to discuss with the general. The environment is simple, so let's just make do and talk like this. Don't worry, I definitely won't spy on you."
Xue Zhen didn't believe a word of it, but he was bad at talking.
She stared at Ling Yi for a long time with her lips pursed before finally taking off her undergarment.
As he wrung out the towel to dry himself, a whistle suddenly came from behind him.
Now, his face turned completely red.
He glared fiercely at the hooligan whose eyes were peeking out from behind the folding fan, then sped up.
When he changed into light armor and stood properly in front of Ling Yi, his face was already flushed red.
Ling Yi rebuked him: "General, look at you, so distracted! How can your subordinates discuss matters with you?"
“Those who accomplish great things must not show their emotions, General. You are not doing this well.”
Xue Zhen had charged in and out of battle seven times without sustaining a single injury, but after being scolded by Ling Yi, he felt as if his internal organs were aching with anger.
He glared fiercely at Ling Yi, then lifted the curtain and stormed out.
Ling Yi: "Tsk."
He is not a wise ruler, for he cannot even tolerate such a trivial matter.
When she slowly lifted the curtain, she saw two guards standing at the tent entrance, eyes downcast and seemingly oblivious to their surroundings.
"Don't wash the blood-stained undergarment; throw it away and give the general a new one," she instructed before leaving.
The two guards exchanged a glance, then silently slipped into the tent and burned the general's clothes, behaving unusually obediently.
It wasn't because of the general's wife or anything like that; they simply respected Lieutenant General Ling.
The other generals respected them just as much, and they would surely understand their obedience, right?
Looking at the head that Ling Yi had hung on the flagpole for causing trouble in the chaos, the imperial guards silently questioned.
"General, when will we be allowed to go into battle?"
"Yes, what kind of logic is there in the world where the commander charges forward while the subordinates stand still?"
At this moment, Xue Zhen's subordinate generals in the camp were all restless.
Following this general means you can win battles, get promoted and make money—it's all good.
The only downside is that the general is too good at fighting, which makes them feel like they have no chance to use their skills.
Intelligent people have already realized that this war might just be the biggest war in the unification war.
Anyone who stands out in this war will have their noble rank elevated several levels after the founding of the nation.
But, but!
The general actually refused to let them go to the battlefield!
What's the point?
What emperor in this world would compete with his subjects for military merits?
What the hell!
Looking at his eager, even indignant, subordinates, Xue Zhen remained silent.
He simply watched them chatter away, his expression indifferent.
The men, fresh from the battlefield, still seemed to carry the scent of blood. Their sharp gazes sent chills down the generals' spines, making them feel as if the general's spear was about to strike their heads. One by one, they were terrified and shut their mouths.
Once everyone had quieted down, Xue Zhen said calmly, "This battle is only to lure the enemy out. After we draw out all of the Southern Army's forces, everyone will naturally have a chance to go to the battlefield."
"As ordered."
The generals, who had been chattering away just moments before, seemed to have had their vocal cords confiscated and obediently agreed.
"Yu Baicheng, your troops are to proceed here and await orders to cut off the Southern army's retreat."
"Wu Qianli, set up defenses here and here to prevent the fleeing soldiers from advancing north."
"You came from here..."
"you……"
Once the troublemakers quieted down, Xue Zhen walked to the sand table and calmly issued his orders.
Ling Yi appeared at this moment. She quietly walked behind the crowd and listened to his various commands.
Sometimes, talent is a rather interesting thing.
Xue Zhen has strong calculation and spatial abilities, making him an excellent candidate for generalship, but not good enough to make accurate calculations.
Ling Yi was quite certain that many of his commands at this moment were driven by instinct.
What's amazing is that these instinctive decisions are often the best answers.
Just as she could lead a thousand men into a battle of ten thousand, always calculating the weakest point to achieve a numerical advantage with far fewer troops than the enemy, Xue Zhen could also make the most accurate judgments based on instinct.
He couldn't figure it out, but he felt the direction was right, so he just went for it.
This intuition is anti-human, but there is no solution, which is one of the reasons why Lingyi is interested in humans.
One by one, the generals went out to receive their orders, and Ling Yi was finally revealed in the sparse crowd.
The moment Xue Zhen's gaze fell on Ling Yi, his eyes softened and his voice became much gentler.
But his subordinates showed a completely different reaction.
My back, which had just relaxed, tensed up instantly.
Logically speaking, as newcomers to the rebel army, it would be good enough if these veterans, who had fought countless battles, didn't discriminate against Ling Yi, let alone have any fear of her.
But can some people be judged by reason?