The Era of Generals

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The more Chen Ze thought about it, the more he shook his head, and his expression became more and more solemn.

This is not a war game. After a **** battle, the system automatically refreshes the battlefield for you.

The people on the Vast Sky Continent are no different from his previous life. They are all alive, real people with flesh and blood and bones, and they will become a ball of light or a wooden box if they don't die.

Thousands of troops at every turn, as well as at least thousands of horse-drawn carriages and heavy supplies, these people or things do not mean that they disappear out of thin air when they are attacked, they will always leave traces.

Blood, wreckage, scared horses, food and grass, and even messy footprints during the battle, it is impossible for the opponent to be seamless and clean up everything.

There will always be something left.

But no!

Huang Zhengyang didn't notice anything unusual, and Chen Ze came out of Xichuan City, but he didn't find any doubts.

This is very abnormal!

unless……

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

But he himself turned over and got off his horse, found a flat place under the tree, and spread the map he was carrying on the ground.

This map takes Xichuan City as the starting point and Bo'an City as the end point. It outlines in detail the best marching route between the two, which is the supply line planned for Anluo Province.

"My son, what's the matter?"

When Chen Ze leaned over to look at the map, Li Quanan and others surrounded him.

"You guys wait a moment."

Chen Ze waved his hand, thought for a while, and then ordered: "The three of you will lead one hundred elite soldiers. Except for the direction of Bo'an City, go to the other three directions to guard, and the range will be larger."

"Once there is any abnormality, immediately warn with a ringing arrow!"

While talking, he was assigning stars to the three of Li Quanan, Xu Qing and Guo Zi in the star system. As for Chen Ming, who was patrolling the periphery, he was not here right now.

After the three of them were ordered to leave, his gaze fell back to the map.

Crouching down, Chen Ze placed two small stones at different positions on the supply line to represent the two Xichuan troops that should have been encountered but did not.

These two troops were one after the other, and the one closest to him should be the third wave of heavy troops not long after they came out of Bo'an City. After walking halfway, the one leaning towards Xichuan City was the second wave.

After taking a look at each of the two stones, he picked up two more stones, one was placed in his current position, and the other representing Mengyang's cavalry unit was placed in a later position. .

With this swing, his brows sank.

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

So the illusion just now...

He closed his eyes, and an image of the entire heavy-duty army appeared in his mind.

"Once you fight, there will be a lot of marks..."

In an instant, the scene in his mind turned into a corpse mountain and blood sea, like a scene of Shura purgatory.

"People are dead... there are corpses everywhere."

"The horse was also frightened... even with the carriage rammed into it, the grain and straw were scattered all over the ground."

"There won't be a lot of soldiers in ambushes. I won't be able to eat the food for a while, so I can only...burn?"

A raging fire ignited in his mind, and the scene was chaotic with the howling of the horses.

"But if it is..."

The picture was like a replay, the fire disappeared, and the soldiers who fell in the pool of blood stood up again, everything became orderly again, and a corps of more than 5,000 people was marching along the established route.

However, this marching troop rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, the front line changed to the back line, and everyone's direction changed from Bo'an City to Xichuan City.

"What if there is no carriage?"

In the picture, the thousands of carriages suddenly disappeared, and only the troops of more than 5,000 people continued to march.

"What if there are not so many soldiers?"

So Chen Ze saw that on the screen he simulated, nearly 3,000 soldiers had turned from soldiers with shields and guns into ordinary people without arms.

"Yes! They should be like this!"

Chen Ze nodded slightly, his own troops were all soldiers, but 3,000 of them disguised as civilians to confuse Zhu Yan's ambush.

But the other troops didn't have any disguise. Their team consisted of two to three thousand soldiers plus two to three thousand civilians who were temporarily recruited.

The **** army used to **** the baggage in Xichuan City was originally only 10,000 people, and then divided into three waves, the true strength of each unit was only more than 3,000 people.

As for the people.

To put it hard, apart from a few brave individuals, it is not a problem for a well-trained soldier to single out two or three strong civilians.

The average force value given by the star system is 5, and a qualified soldier is at least 10 points or more, and the elite soldier is between 15 and 20. First of all, there is a big difference in force, not to mention the soldiers' long training. The mutual cooperation is also unmatched by the people.

Even if the number of civilians doubles, it will be the civilians who are slaughtered on one side.

And are the elite ambush soldiers sent by the Zhu Yan Empire?

The answer is yes.

To perform such a difficult task, how can it be possible to send only ordinary soldiers?

They must be the elite soldiers in Zhu Yan's country, even if they are not as good as the elite profound armors under Chen Ze's, they are more dominant in number.

"So, civilians who have no combat capability can be taken away."

With thoughts together, almost half of the people in the picture in my mind disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the other half-real soldiers.

From a large-scale supply unit to a streamlined army with fewer than three thousand soldiers, the pictures in Chen Ze's mind suddenly changed a lot.

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

When the thoughts are together again, a number appears on the head of each soldier in the picture instantly, mostly between 9-12.

This speculation is not unreasonable. After all, during the war in Bo'an, each city will of course send its own elite support. The soldiers who stay behind are already inferior in quality, and they are only responsible for the supply of the rear. Where can they be elite?

"The combat effectiveness is not high!"

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

"Assume that the ambush of the Zhu Yan Empire is 20,000!"

Then he set again ~www.novelmt.com~20,000 in my mind. This is a number that he and Zheng Yang, the two governors, and Mr. Jing, both agreed with when they were in West Cloud City.

Even if Zhu Yan ambushes in all the suspected breaches in the east, the total number will not be too much. Twenty thousand is the limit.

The picture in my mind suddenly became crowded, and a large number of Zhu Yan ambush soldiers appeared together, once surrounded by Xichuan soldiers.

"Twenty thousand versus three thousand... Elite versus ordinary..."

"Even if there are still three thousand civilians to help out... No, if there are civilians, the morale will be even lower, let alone fight."

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

Chen Ze opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes flickering.

"Even if it is fighting, it is only a slight friction. Then, these heavy soldiers, including the generals leading the team, will make the choice..."

"surrender!"