Chapter 571 Come

Pah, pah.

Late at night, Ye Fan returned to the city. He looked like he had been soaked in a blood vat for several times. The black sword and blood sword in his hands were covered with a thick layer of plasma, which had dried up and looked a little black.

Several beasts were beside him. After a long battle, they were all tired. Even the most resistant Lao Chi was yawning, with many scars on his body.

"Commander, we have consumed too many people." Just after entering the city, the adjutant came in a hurry, with an anxious tone: "The enemy's number is several times greater than ours. We have no way to win in a head-on confrontation."

"I know." Ye Fan replied, just stretching his arms, "Strengthen vigilance and take turns to rest."

After saying this, Ye Fan didn't say anything more and went straight to the camp.

"Commander..." The adjutant wanted to say something, but seeing Ye Fan leave, he could only shut his mouth.

In the camp, Ning Mengnian and several generals had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Ye Fan walked in, they stood up immediately and were about to say something, but Ye Fan said first: "Don't tell me about victory or defeat. I don't need you to remind me." After the words came out, several people choked and exchanged glances, but none of them said anything. "Ye Fan, I think we can use some tricks." Only Ning Mengnian hesitated for a while and said: "It is difficult to win with fewer people, but it is not impossible." "What tricks do you have?" Ye Fan asked and sat down. "There is Yangshan outside Zhaoyang Pass, and there is a small path in the mountain." Ning Mengnian answered, taking out a map, "You can send an army to take the small path and launch a surprise attack on the rebels' rear."

"If successful, it can cause at least ten times more casualties to the enemy, which will definitely relieve the pressure on our army."

"The path is narrow, time is short, and the number of troops passing through will not exceed 10,000." Ye Fan shook his head after just glancing at the map, "Such a number of people is nothing but a drop in the bucket."

"You can call on elite troops." Ning Mengnian replied: "There are a large number of noble families in the army, and they are powerful. If they are gathered together, perhaps they can cause greater casualties."

"Renjia troops." Ye Fan snorted: "Even in ordinary battles, they are the most afraid of death. It's funny to let them do such a surprise attack that is almost certain to die."

"This." Ning Mengnian choked up when he said this, looked at Ye Fan, and finally whispered: "In this case, we are almost doomed to lose this battle."

"There are still variables, but it's hard to win." Ye Fan answered, and at this time, he glanced at the people in front of him, his expression was terrifyingly calm.

"It's hard to stand alone. This battle might not have been scary in the past, but now it's a losing battle."

"If the battle is on the verge of collapse, you can flee first."

"Escape?" When this was said, everyone was slightly stunned, looking at Ye Fan, and when they found that Ye Fan was not joking, their expressions changed slightly.

To be honest, in such a battle, everyone was just trying to stay calm.

Fifty thousand may beat three hundred thousand, but five hundred thousand, it's almost a pipe dream to beat three million. The gap between the two is not a simple multiple, but a real difference in the number of people.

One hundred thousand troops are enough to move a mountain to fill the sea, and now the gap between the two sides of Zhaoyang Pass is dozens of such troops.

Anyone who climbs Zhaoyang Pass and takes a look at the sea of ​​people outside will be afraid.

"If my father can win the king-level battle, there may be a chance." Ning Mengnian sighed slightly.

"The king-level battle cannot be decided so quickly. Moreover, there are seven of them, and they are all strong. If they insist on delaying, it will be no problem to delay for ten days or half a month." Ye Fan shook his head, "We can't wait that long."

Speaking of this, perhaps feeling that such pressure has made everyone unbearable, Ye Fan waved his hand: "Okay, you don't have to have too much pressure. Fighting is nothing more than winning or losing, but life is long and complicated."

"If you are interested, you can also go to the front line to kill a few more enemies. If you are not interested, you can slip away early and take your family and friends away from Kyoto. It's nothing."

After speaking, everyone in the camp was silent, a few people bowed their heads, and a few people had changing expressions. In the end, with one person standing up and leaving, soon, everyone said goodbye.

Ning Mengnian was the last one. After hesitating for a long time, he still stood up and walked outside.

"Maybe many of these people will never be seen again tomorrow." The hall fell into emptiness, and Ye Fan's voice slowly drifted away.

He sat alone in his seat, looking at the map in front of him and thinking.

"I don't know what the meaning of such a battle is." After a long time, Qiongqi finally spoke. Ye Fan had let it eat people for a day. At this time, it was full and spoke with some philosophy: "The resisters have no intention to resist, and the attackers have no intention to attack. It is nameless and real. Just for the hatred of the upper class, a million troops have to be sacrificed." "It is meaningful." Ye Fan replied, his eyes looked deep: "For the rebels, they need to capture Kyoto. The capital of the human race is broken, which means the court is annihilated and all the rules and constraints of the past are broken. This is a necessary step, even if the court is now in name only." "This is also the situation that all other heroes want to see." Bai Ze also spoke, with helplessness: "So you are destined to be isolated and helpless in this battle, and you are destined to lose." "The rise of the new king must be accompanied by the fall of the old king, and the destruction of the old dynasty must require a grand funeral." "In the past history, such battles have happened more than once."

"But in the past, there would be some diehards trying to save the collapsed building in the last battle." Ye Fan replied, shaking his head: "Today's human race, only people like me and Principal Ning are doing it."

"It's so ridiculous that it feels pathetic."

"An era has become so corrupt. It's not you who are ridiculous. It's not just the court that's sad." Bai Ze replied, sighing leisurely, and his voice fell silent.

"It doesn't matter how ridiculous and pathetic it is, we'll make money when we kill enough people." Qiongqi didn't care much about this. The one who caused the topic said diligently: "Let me go out to eat for a day tomorrow."

"I ate thousands of people today, and my strength has been restored to nearly one ten thousandth. If I eat again tomorrow, it may be one ten thousandth again."

"Thousands of people are close to one ten thousandth." Hearing this, Ye Fan turned black, "According to what you said, if you want to restore prosperity, you will eat people from several provinces."

"A few provinces are not enough." Qiongqi replied, sensing Ye Fan's displeasure, and quickly said: "The main reason is that these people are not strong. If they are stronger, I can just eat some..."

Snap, snap, snap.

Qiongqi was still about to say something, but suddenly, urgent footsteps sounded outside the camp, which interrupted his voice.

"Commander! Commander!"

The curtain of the camp was opened, and the deputy general's excited voice came: "Hebei Zhang Shichun, with an army of 50,000, came to help Commander Ye Fan resist the rebels!"

"Huh?" Sitting in the seat, Ye Fan was slightly surprised when he heard this voice. He thought about it for a few seconds and wondered: "Who is Zhang Shichun?"

"Hebei Governor Zhang Shichun." The deputy general replied hurriedly: "He led the army to bypass the rebels from the northwest. Now he has arrived outside Zhaoyang Pass and is waiting for the commander to receive him."

"Hebei is more than half a month away from Kyoto. According to this, he set off very early..." Ye Fan judged. At this time, his eyes softened slightly. He was about to ask the adjutant to summon people when he heard urgent footsteps. But it rang again.

"The commander, Hu Yang and Li Jingyang, led an army of 30,000, and came to assist the commander in resisting the rebels!"

"Zhang Shuai, the governor of Beiqing, has led an army of 10,000 people and brought 30,000 jins of food and grass to assist the commander!"

"..."

The successive announcements sounded like dumplings, and Ye Fan was no longer calm. These names were almost unfamiliar to him, but they sounded like thunder at this time.

"Ye Fan, there are still several armies on the way. They will arrive at Zhaoyang Pass tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. There are still more than ten armies in the south that have launched an attack on the rear of the rebels." Ning Mengnian arrived last. At this time, he No longer as depressed as before.

"Hundreds of thousands of troops from all sides have come to support us! The human race still has loyal ministers and elite soldiers, and we still have the strength to fight!"