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Chapter 648 This is really deadly
Liu Heita looked down on everyone here, simply because he had witnessed what true fighting power was.

Some people say that the soldiers of Fuliang are good at fighting, but that's all because they're made with money. However, judging from Lao Liu's experience there, he thinks it's not just about money.

Well, if it weren't for his inherent pride, Lao Liu wouldn't have been willing to leave Fuliang. It wasn't because he was greedy for comfort; after all, being a soldier there meant that apart from the good food, the training was really tough, not exactly a luxury.

But he still misses the few months he spent in Fuliang. After leaving there in a huff, Liu Heita used only the basics to establish his own power in Jibei and quickly grew stronger, even able to fight Li Mi to a standstill.

He had only studied for three months and had only scratched the surface, yet he possessed such power. One can only imagine how terrifying the true fighting strength of the new army was.

The core issue here is not about eating and dressing well, but about treating people as human beings.

There has been a saying throughout history that refers to officials as "shepherds of the people," meaning that officials were to "shepherd the people" for the emperor. In other words, it meant managing people on the same level as pigs, cattle, and sheep, without treating people as human beings.

The reason Liu Heita missed Fuliang was that he was treated like a human being there, even though he was much older than the soldiers of his generation and had served under many different forces before. It was only there that he felt like a human being.

Liu Heita grew up in poverty, lacking food and clothing. He lived a miserable life until he was in his thirties when he was suddenly treated like a human being. The feeling was almost unreal.

It's no exaggeration to say that if he had been ordered to die back then, he would have given up his life without hesitation. The reason he ran away from there was because he failed the physical and cultural tests. He felt that his pride had been hurt and he had no face to stay, so he left the new army.

However, even after many years, he still couldn't forget the new army, and even wrote to Xia Lin several times urging him to become emperor. Although he didn't receive a reply, he genuinely hoped that Xia Lin could become emperor.

It feels so good to be treated like a human being.

At that time, there were many comrades like him, and those people naturally became the most valiant warriors. It is no exaggeration to say that even the most elite troops in the Central Plains would collapse when their casualties reached 30%. For example, yesterday's Northern Route Army, the series of explosions may not have killed many people, but too many people fled due to the collapse of morale.

However, even if 90% of the new army is lost in battle, they still have considerable fighting power. There will always be someone who will take up the banner of the team and vow to complete the mission to the death.

The training of elite soldiers is not based on food and drink, but on a strong belief from top to bottom. They know what they are fighting for and that they absolutely cannot be defeated. Every soldier, no matter how uneducated, understands this, because if they are defeated, their children and grandchildren will surely repeat the past of not being treated as human beings.

Whether I live or die, if I can provide for my son and grandson, then my life has not been in vain.

With that fighting spirit alone, even without all those random Doraemon gadgets, Fuliang wouldn't be able to defeat these chickens and dogs in a simple melee.

Liu Heita knew this very well, so he insisted on going to the logistics and supply team from the beginning, to deliver meals peacefully, and if he could find an opportunity to meet Emperor Wei and express his feelings, he would see if he could kill Emperor Jingtai with a single blow, and ideally, make Xia Daosheng the emperor.

He's orchestrated such a grand scheme, trying to force Xia Daosheng to leave the Tianwei court, secretly provoking him, and sending false information to Yang Ying to force him to rebel—all for this day. The peace and tranquility he desires is now within reach. In any case, he deeply believes that being Xia Daosheng's dog is truly wonderful.

"Brother Shenyong, do you have a strategy to win?"

At this moment, someone asked a question out of curiosity, but Liu Heita just glanced at him and then secretly spat in his heart. All his battle strategies and tactics were learned at that night school. How could he possibly beat his old comrades? The battalion commander of the vanguard battalion was his old sergeant. Even if he were burning his pants, he wouldn't dare to challenge him.

"We'll talk when the northern barbarians arrive. Listen to your brother: after the drums sound tomorrow, we'll make a show of it and then retreat."

Anyway, he delivered the message: if they still don't behave tomorrow, they'll probably be surrounded and annihilated by the three-thirds system, and even the Heavenly King himself won't be able to save these good-for-nothings.

But that would be good too, so they could see what it means to have an amazing effect where "even though there aren't many people, it looks like flowers are blooming all over the mountains and fields".

To be honest, Kuroko was really looking forward to it, and even a little teary-eyed. Although they were enemies at the moment, it was a place he had always longed for. Seeing that the younger generation was even more valiant than they had been, he knew that a great change was not far off.

The next day, just as Liu Heita had said, the other armies charged with drums and then soon sounded the retreat. These people charged slowly but retreated at a speed comparable to Usain Bolt. Just a moment ago, we were watching them charge towards us with their weapons, but before the artillery calibration had even begun, all we could see were the backs of their heads.

"Eh?"

Emperor Jingtai put down his binoculars and kept scratching the back of his head: "What kind of battle tactic is this?"

"It must be a trap to lure the enemy deep into our territory." But just as they were analyzing the enemy's strange behavior, flag signals indicated that the Eastern Route Army was advancing in a dispersed formation.

"You've learned it! You can actually dodge artillery fire now."

Emperor Jingtai turned to look at Shan Xiongxin: "How is the general?"

Shan Xiongxin simply smiled and turned his head to say, "Vanguard Battalion, prepare to engage the enemy."

The vanguard battalion has 5,000 men, which is not a large number, but they are skilled in using various tactics, and their individual combat capabilities are the strongest in the entire army. At the same time, their individual equipment is also the best, and they are the only ones who can use the fixed-equipment rifles for daily training.

At the same time, these guys have the strongest fighting spirit. They have been suppressed by the Shenji Battalion for days, and now their eyes are bloodshot as if they want to eat people. Now the general has given them the mission to attack.

Hehe... The battle was awesome!

The vanguard battalion commander received the order and led his men out to fight. The enemy's eastern route army obviously didn't know what was going on. The guy in charge clearly wanted to make some achievements to show Yang Ying, so that he could become a founding duke or something to bring glory to his family. He thought that since they were wiped out as a group yesterday, wouldn't it be fine if they dispersed today?

This is good; they've really stretched out their battle lines, but they've encountered the vanguard battalion's three-by-three skirmish tactics and unlimited firing rights.

The moment they made contact, before anyone even saw them, a large number of the main force of the Eastern Route Army fell. The scene was incredibly dramatic. Because the battle line was so long and wide, battle orders couldn't be transmitted in time, and battlefield information couldn't be communicated effectively. After a bunch of people were knocked down, some would run back, and those behind, unaware of the situation, would run right into them. In the tension, it even led to friendly fire incidents.

However, this chaos did not last long before they found their massive army of 30,000 to 40,000 men surrounded on all sides.

"A rough estimate puts the enemy at 80,000."

However, the problem was that they had no way of knowing how many soldiers the enemy had, so they could only attack blindly and were routed by the well-prepared vanguard battalion.

This tactic of killing two birds with one stone quickly proved effective. The encirclement of the nearly 40,000-strong force by 5,000 men gradually began to tighten. By evening, the remaining Eastern Route Army had been trapped in a narrow terrain that was 700 meters long and 300 meters wide.

Their morale was already on the verge of collapse, and now it was dark. They knew they were surrounded by the enemy, but they couldn't see their surroundings at all. Coupled with the fact that they dared not cook or prepare food, the extreme pressure on their minds and bodies, and the life-or-death situation, led to a mutiny in the Eastern Route Army...

They killed their commander and then began to flee in the dark, but in the pitch-black night, they, like headless flies, stumbled into the encirclement of the vanguard battalion.

The torches in their hands became the perfect targets, and for a moment the surrounding mountains and forests were like a constellation of stars, with flashes of light from the firearms rising and falling, even illuminating the mountain valley.

Liu Heita, who was stationed more than ten miles away, was taking stock of the goods when he heard the familiar voice. He stopped, looked up in the direction from which the gunfire was coming, and then silently crossed out the Eastern Route Army from the supply list.

After finishing all this, he went outside the camp and listened carefully to the popping sound. He seemed to smell the familiar gunpowder smoke, and a look of intoxication and enjoyment appeared on his face.

But after a while, he turned around and shouted into the camp: "Turn off all lights in the entire camp! Not a single light is allowed! Now!"

In an instant, the entire supply camp went dark. Everyone held their breath, and the horses' muzzles were bitten to ensure that not a single sound was made.

Liu Heita dared not sleep, fearing that his old sergeant might sneak up on him in the pitch-black night. He was terrified of being caught during the drills; the vanguard battalion's ability to sneak up on sentries was too strong, and if one was not careful, the whole army could be wiped out.

Fortunately, luck was on his side. Because the vanguard battalion was deep in enemy territory, they decisively withdrew after winning a brilliant annihilation battle, instead of following the old tradition of exploring twenty miles outwards. This allowed Liu Heita's supply camp to escape disaster.

Otherwise... hey, the vanguard battalion loves dealing with the enemy's rearguard the most; it's easy, simple, and gives high military merit.

Two days after the annihilation of the Eastern Route Army, the remaining two encircling armies ceased their actions and sent people to closely monitor the situation. As soon as the New Army camp made any move, they would run away, not even having time to take any supplies. In any case, they had become so fearful of danger that they were practically paranoid about saving their lives. The mentality of everyone from the generals to the soldiers had almost completely collapsed.

Only Liu Heita continued to deliver supplies slowly but precisely every day, and then slowly leave. This time, no one doubted his words. However, no order to withdraw troops had been issued from above, so even though they were terrified, they dared not make any rash moves.

(End of this chapter)