Naruto Puppet Master

With the departure of the other leaders, there were only three people left in the king's tent, Wang Han, Temujin and Jamuka.

Seeing that there were only three of them, Temujin looked at Jamuka and then took the lead to ask Wang Han: "Father, is there anything else that I couldn't tell them just now?"

Hearing this, Jamukha also looked at Wang Han.Obviously, based on their understanding of Wang Han, he shouldn't have just mentioned the enemy's origins without revealing anything else.

"Unless they are afraid of shaking the morale of the army." The two people who have experienced war for a long time thought at the same time.

"Alas!" Seeing the expressions of his adopted son Temujin and Jamuka who seemed to have guessed something, Wang Han sighed with worry and said, "30."

"What 30?" Temujin and the other two said unable to react.However, after finishing their confused words, both of their pupils shrank and their expressions suddenly changed.

After a long time, Temujin said in a jerky and pale voice: "Is it an army of 30? How is that possible?"

At this time, Temujin was not Genghis Khan who had unified the grasslands after defeating many opponents. Naturally, he did not yet have the self-confidence to despise the world. The 30-strong army could only dispatch 5 men to the tribal warriors under his command. It is truly an irresistible force.

Because of the vast terrain of the prairie, wars between prairie tribes rarely use other methods except surprise sneak attacks and battlefield command. Generally speaking, they are basically frontal. Therefore, an important factor affecting the victory of the war is the commander's attitude. Ability, the eliteness of the warriors under his command, and the number of soldiers.

"Fortunately, my adoptive father and Anda are here, otherwise my Mongolian tribe would have to migrate." Temujin thought bitterly.

"How many of them are civilians?" Jamukha also asked with trembling lips and an unwilling look on his face: "I don't believe that they are all elite troops. There is nothing on the grassland that is worth the treasure of 30 elite troops."

Seeing Temujin and Jamuka losing their composure, Wang Han did not blame them, but nodded and said: "Yes, the 30 troops are indeed not all elite troops, but they also have no civilian husbands."

Looking at the two people with divine light in their eyes again, Wang Han said bitterly: "Prince Zhao sent news that this devil army was sent by Wang Ju, a newly-established country in the Western Region, with all his strength."

"His purpose is, first, to solve domestic problems, so he first organized all the unstable young adults in the country into an army and came to the grassland, so as not to affect his domestic arrangements."

"The second is to train the army through war, and at the same time capture the herdsmen on the grassland to serve as slaves to serve the new kingdom."

"They have no civilian husbands, they are all warriors. When they first set out, half of them were cavalry. However, now they have wiped out countless tribes in the Mobei grassland and have definitely obtained a large number of horses. No one knows them now. How many cavalry troops are there?"

"Although the young and strong people brought together by the whole country are numerous, they are just miscellaneous soldiers, not an elite army. With the combined efforts of our three parties and the dependence of other small and medium-sized tribes, this battle is not impossible to fight." Jamukha heard. said the voice.

"No, you don't understand the Western Regions, Jamuka." Wang Han shook his head and said: "The Western Regions are a more chaotic and cruel place than our grassland. At least we have tribal brothers here who can trust and support, but in the Western Regions, that is A place filled with carnage and blood.”

"The young and strong people there are all warriors with blood-stained hands. Like us prairie people, they are also warriors who can kill the enemy on horseback. Maybe our military formation will be stronger than theirs, but the individual bravery of the soldiers may not be comparable. on, so don’t underestimate them.”

"Moreover, their new king is already prepared to lose most of the 30 people as long as he can bring back about [-], but are we ready?"

"Can we accept the loss of half of our warriors?"

"What should we do?" Wang Han's question left Temujin and the two of them at their wits' end.

His own strength is already much lower, and if he meets a guy who has shown that he can even lose most of his subordinates but still wants to bite him, anyone will find it difficult to deal with him.

Not to mention half of the damage, [-]% of the damage is the bottom line that the three of them can bear. Once it exceeds this number, it will really be broken.

Strength is status everywhere.

This is especially obvious on the real grassland.The tribe's population and the wealth of its warriors, cattle, sheep and horses are the most direct comparison of strength among the tribes on the grassland.

The reason why the three of them are now qualified to be looked up to by many tribes is because their tribe is the largest nomadic tribe within thousands of miles. Even when Mobei was swept by the demon army of the Western Regions, except for the barbarian army in the east, The three of them can be said to be the strongest tribe on the grassland.

Although the three Wang and Han people are now closely cooperating and supporting each other, and there is no foul play, if the three tribes lose most of their tribes, they will only end up being swallowed up by other tribes.

No one is willing to take this risk. Although everyone wants to be a hero, if they have to nod and bow to others after having a good time, the three people present cannot accept it.

"We must fight. We have no choice. They are coming for our grassland tribes." Temujin said in a deep voice for a long time: "As the three largest tribes today, even if we don't take action, they will definitely They took the initiative to attack us."

"We can only work together and take the initiative."

"Temujin Anda is right. We must fight. As for the losses, since they are unavoidable, we should bring the tribes together to bear them. We cannot let the warriors of the three families fight." Jamukha nodded in agreement. road.

"I have the same idea. Since you have agreed, then the three of us will put pressure on them to train their tribal warriors under our command. We will have unified command during the war. If we win together, we will lose together. That's it. To avoid being spied on later." Wang Han nodded in agreement and said.

"It's a pity that Taiyang Khan's barbarian army is too far away from us, and the distant water cannot save the nearby fire. Otherwise, if our four tribes unite with many small and medium-sized tribes, we will be much more sure." Temujin said regretfully.

"Temujin, you are too naive. That guy Taiyang Khan is different from us. Don't say he is far away, even if he is close at hand, you just accept his alliance, aren't you afraid that he will take the opportunity to swallow us up? Jamukha sneered. road.

"Well, at this time of life and death, he can't be so unwise!" Temujin said in a daze.

"Ha, that's because you don't understand him, I

I once sent someone to contact Taiyang Khan. He was an arrogant guy without any ambition. There was no trace of wisdom on him at all. If he wasn't from a good background and had the foundation laid by his ancestors, that guy would be A waste. "Zhamuhe said with a sneer.

"Okay, forget about him. That guy is really not that good. We can't count on him anyway. Let's hurry up and prepare ourselves!" Compared to the young Temujin and Jamuka, the much older Wang Han had obviously come into contact with the barbarian armies in the east many times, and naturally knew more about their king, Taiyang Khan.

He knew what Jamukha said was right.

"Good adoptive father." Although Temujin had no contact with the barbarian army and Sun Khan's tribe in the east due to distance and location, the judgment of his good brother and adoptive father also made him no longer protect the barbarian army. Too much hope.

Three days later, the combined pressure of the three people and the threat of the external ghost army allowed the brothers Wang Han and Temujin to easily suppress the leaders of the small and medium-sized tribes, and successfully trained the warriors of each tribe to their own level. Under his command.

After temporarily reorganizing the warriors of the attached small and medium-sized tribes, Wang Han, Temujin and Jamuka each led their armies into three groups: left, middle and right to meet the Guisha army coming from the west. .

At dusk, in Mobei, in a medium-sized grassland tribe that had just been conquered, the ghost Shura in the big tent listened to the sounds of whipping and screams outside while listening to the reports of his subordinates below.

"Lord Ghost Shura, Wang Han, the leader of the Wang Han tribe, together with his adopted son Temujin, the leader of the Mongolian tribe, and Jamuka, the leader of the Zadalan tribe, the three major tribes integrated all the small and medium-sized tribes in the central grassland to join forces. Then we came forward."

"It is expected that we will meet the outside the day after tomorrow at the latest." In this combat operation on the grassland, Ouyang Ke did not send anyone with him, including himself, who was just squatting in the Western Region.

This time, all operations were handed over to the Ghost Face Army. The leader of the Ghost Face Army, Gui Shura, was the commander-in-chief. All actions were based on the intelligence instructions of the Ghost Face Army.

There are no chief generals or deputy generals among the 30-strong army, only [-]-strong generals. During the battle, the Ghost Face Army will provide intelligence, and then all the people who respond will rush forward to fight.

Of course, Ouyang Ke also explained something to Ghost Shura before setting off, so he was not afraid of suffering any big losses.

In fact, there are only two ways to deal with it, and it is easy to be violent to the extreme.

According to Ouyang Ke, there is only one war strategy before half of our own people are killed, and that is to have the Ghost Faced Army detect the approximate number of enemies first, and then send [-]% or [-]% more people than the opponent to rush directly up. There is no strategy, nothing else, everything is just head-on, as long as the opponent explodes.

In the first battle, unless the opponent knelt down and surrendered, they would fight to the death. Those who surrendered were all beaten into slaves and transported back to the Western Regions by the soldiers who survived three battles but were injured.

The second method is to have everyone divide their forces and adopt the tactics of horse thieves when the number of their own is less than [-]. When the enemy is strong, they will retreat, and when the enemy is weak, they will bite like a pack of wolves.

There are two methods. In the early stage, it can be said that it is both training troops and catching slaves, while in the later stage, it is mainly about catching slaves.

"Have you found out how many of them there are? What is their marching route?" Ghost Shura said in a deep voice to Silver-faced Shura who was reporting in front of him.

"They are divided into three groups: left, center, and right! They rely on each other and are not more than thirty miles apart. Among them, Wanghan's cavalry has [-] cavalry on the middle road, Temujin's cavalry [-] on the left, and Jamuka's cavalry on the left. We also have [-] cavalry on the right." Silver-faced Shura replied in a deep voice.

"This is an army of 23 people." Ghost Shura said in a deep voice: "Have we gathered the strength of the entire central grassland!"

"Although it's a little unexpected, it's also expected that they will join forces." Ghost Shura said in a deep voice: "Send me an order to inform all the generals of the ten thousand army. This time the enemy is divided into three groups. It's natural for us to wait. We should also divide them into three groups and go up to them, and let them decide which one to come out and deal with on their own."

"I want their answers before sunrise tomorrow."

"How to arrange the number of people?" Silver-faced Shura asked in a deep voice.

"The middle route should have more than 10 troops and no more than 7 teams. The other two routes should each have 2 troops. The remaining [-] troops will go around for me to sweep the entire central grassland and capture slaves."

"Now their tribal force is coming to us. The three major tribes may still follow a large number of tribesmen to take care of logistics and other cattle and sheep, but it is impossible for the small and medium-sized tribes to let the old, weak, women and children follow them, they must still Stay where you are and wait for news.”

"I understand, Lord Ghost Shura." Silver-faced Shura nodded and said, "I will arrange for our own people to sweep away the small and medium-sized tribes."

"Don't show any trace." Ghost Shura said meaningfully.

"Yes."

The next day, the camp filled with gunpowder smoke and flames of war came alive with the early sun. Countless men in black leather armor came out of the tents to prepare their own breakfast. At the same time, groups of messengers began to wander around delivering messages. Follow the orders of the superior.

An hour later, the ghostly army of about 24 people who had eaten and drank enough was divided into three groups, which were separated by no more than thirty miles from each other and rushed toward the east.

At the same time, the other two generals of the Ten Thousand Army also moved towards the northeast with their men. Along the way, the Ghost Faced Army patrolled the four directions with the Probing Faith Eagle, always preparing for the army to bypass the enemy.

In front of the big tent, Gui Shura looked at the leaving army coldly, waved behind him and said: "After delivering this batch of slaves, you come back immediately. We still need more manpower to transport the slaves."

This is the fifth time that Ghost Shura has sent people to transport slaves back. Each time the transport team is almost 5000 people, transporting slaves ranging from [-] to [-].

However, only three teams have returned so far. Seeing that the battle is imminent, no matter whether they win or lose, they will continue to manpower, so Gui Shura had to urge them.

"Yes, sir." A Han-looking man said with his hands raised.

Subsequently, a ghost army composed of 3 infantry and cavalry, mostly injured and injured, pressed on more than [-] slaves and drove back toward the west.

Looking at the retreating slave team, Ghost Shura pondered for a moment and then asked his subordinates behind him to blow the rallying horn.

Under the low and bright horn of "Buzzing", the tents of Ghost Shura's tent were opened, and soldiers in black armor walked out of the tents in full force and quickly gathered together. .