"A chance for revenge?" Bian Wushuang slowly put down the teacup in his hand, stroked his long hair, and looked at Bian Wenzhong.

"The death camp, the damn death camp, didn't enter the city but was stationed on Mao'er Mountain, about three miles away from the city, do you think they are stupid, or arrogant?" Bian Wenzhong's eyes revealed a look of excitement,

"Actually stationed outside the city?" Bian Wushuang's eyes showed a thoughtful look, he thought for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Let's go, let's go and see what the situation is?" ”

On Mao'er Mountain, the military flag of the death camp fluttered high, but except for the military flag, there was nothing to see, and there was no shadow, from the position where Bian Wushuang stood, there was no specific defensive arrangement on the mountain, except for the antlers that were all over the hillside, and the chest wall of the tunnel.

"Amazing!" Bian Wushuang stared at Maoershan, with an appreciative look in his eyes, which was admiration among his peers. "It is worthy of being the most capable army in the western border army of Chu State, I only heard that this army fought fiercely before, but I didn't expect to be a first-class good player when it started defense."

"No matter how powerful they are, there are only 2,000 people, and it is easy to take them down." Bian Wenzhong said contemptuously: "Father, there are a lot of people in our Bian family who are in the hands of their death camp, and this time, it is just time to take revenge and blood hatred." ”

Bian Wushuang glanced at his son and said coldly: "Fighting on the battlefield, either you die or I die, each for his own master, there is no personal enmity at all, they died in the hands of the death camp, it is their skills that are not good, even if you want to hate, you can't hate them." ”

"I don't hate who they hate?" Bian Wenzhong said strangely.

Glancing at his son, Bian Wushuang shook his head, "Boy, look at things, you have to see the truth, don't be obscured by the floating puff in front of you, is it so simple for the people of the Bian family in the border army to connect the battlefield and die?" ”

"Yes, father, I know the oddities here, but in the end, they still died at the hands of the people in the death camp, how can I not be angry when I see them, they are sent to us, how can we let them go?"

Looking at his indignant son, Bian Wushuang laughed, "Wen Zhong, how much are you going to spend to take down the death camp in front of you?" ”

Bian Wenzhong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mao'er Mountain in front of him, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but he didn't speak for a long time.

Looking at his silent son, Bian Wushuang's eyes had a little appreciation, "It's pretty much the same, I didn't say anything crazy, and I didn't carelessly underestimate the enemy." The death camp has become famous over the years, but it is not blown out, but it is really fought, although it is the blood of our Daqin border army, but you also know that although our border army is poorly equipped, it is not a fish belly, and its combat effectiveness is not bad. ”

Pointing to Mao'er Mountain in front of him, Bian Wushuang said: "According to my experience, if we want to take Mao'er Mountain and annihilate the death battalion, we will pay almost twice as many casualties as the enemy. ”

"Our Thunder Army will take action in person, and it will take such a big casualty to take it down?" Bian Wushuang's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Not bad." Bian Wushuang looked at his son, "Now, do you still insist on fighting?" ”

"Father, what if we organize the best in the army to form a spearhead?"

"How many are you going to die?" Bian Wushuang sneered: "In the Thunder Army, there are a total of thirty-eight good players above level seven, and there are eighteen people who are here with us, and if we gather them all together, we can indeed break through the opponent's defense, but how many of them can survive?" ”

Bian Wenzhong was silent.

Bian Wushuang turned over and dismounted, simply sat on the ground, and patted the ground beside him: "Come, sit down, Wen Zhong, I am usually busy with military and political affairs, and I rarely talk to you, today, let's have a good chat." Tell your father, are those martial arts masters who decide the outcome of a battle? ”

"It's not." Bian Wenzhong sat beside his father according to his words, but his expression was a little excited, usually, his father is extremely majestic, and it is rare to have such a pleasant face.

"Yes, martial arts masters have never been the final factor in determining the outcome of a war, what can really determine the outcome of a war is ultimately those most ordinary warriors, otherwise, the Cao clan of Daqi would have dominated the world a long time ago, when it comes to martial arts masters, the four countries of the world are not as good as Daqi, but after so many years, what can Daqi do with our three kingdoms? Isn't this a stalemate? ”

"It's not that martial arts masters are not important, but they are not winners and losers, winners and losers are always the general trend, what you just said about gathering masters to form a commando team, it is true that it is easy to break through the opponent's defense line, but according to my estimates, eighteen people will attack together, and there will be no more than ten people who can survive in the end, and an ordinary person will reach level seven or above, at least ten years of hard work, but on the battlefield, they are likely to be easily killed by an ordinary soldier with an armor-piercing cone. You say, is this a good deal? ”

Bian Wenzhong shook his head.

"More importantly, is the battle worth it?" Bian Wushuang laughed, "I'm telling you this to make you understand that it's not worth it, the life of a small soldier is also precious, but when it's worth it, the life of a general is not worth it." ”

"I get my father." Bian Wenzhong nodded.

"Just like right now, it's not worth it for me to pay for the life of a small soldier, what is the purpose of our battle this time? Two, kill the main force of the western border army of Chu State, and the second one, rob Anyang County and help us Daqin survive this natural disaster, now our purpose has been basically completed, Zuo Lixing is finished, the western border army of Chu State is finished, and now our army is taking everything we need in Anyang County, so, what else is important about a small death battalion? From now on, we have controlled the Luoying Mountain Range, and the State of Chu wants to recover its breath, not for seven or eight or ten years, don't even think about it, what's more, from now on, will we watch him rebuild a powerful border army? Moreover, there is only one Zuo Lixing, and if he dies, he will be gone. Bian Wushuang smiled. No matter how fierce the death battalion is, he is nothing after leaving the big collective of the entire western border army of Chu State. ”

"Father is right, there will be a chance to clean them up in the future." Bian Wenzhong said.

"Wen Zhong, let you follow me out this time, is to let you learn more things in this war, war is always a means, not an end. Wars have always served political goals, just like now, we can easily capture Anyang County and sweep the entire western part of Chu State, but why don't we do it? ”

"I was about to ask my father, in fact, many generals also think the same, this is a good opportunity to strengthen my Great Qin." Bian Wenzhong said: "It's a pity to let it go like this, many people say that our upper echelons of Daqin are too timid." ”

"You think so too? Do you think people like me, Li Shuai, and the emperor, and even Deng Pu, are timid and afraid of things? Bian Wushuang said with a smile.

Bian Wenzhong shook his head again and again.

"This has to start with the general trend of the world." Bian Wushuang said with a smile: "You are my eldest son, the head of the Bian family in the future, you still have a lot to learn, you have to remember that you are in your position, you have to stand high enough, you have to learn to put aside the superficial things to see the scenery more far, what we want is not a temporary victory, but a long-term national glory of Daqin." ”