Chapter 1351: Crisis of Confidence (Part 1)

It was night, brightly lit in the camp where Gong Dahai was.
The flickering candlelight seemed to be telling the emotions of Gong Dahai at the moment, bright and dark, erratic.
At this time, he looks a lot older, and the fiasco of this battle has given Gong Dahai enough lessons.
The 400,000 tiger and wolf division confronted Chen Fan's 300,000 stragglers, and was finally beaten to throw away his helmet and abandon his armor. This was really unreasonable.
Gong Dahai himself didn't even know how to report to Gong Xuan Yao.
I can't blame Gong Dahai for self-pity, this time he brought hundreds of thousands of elite monks in mighty force, but in the end, only one lieutenant except him escaped.
I am afraid no one can accept this change.
In this way, while sighing, the lieutenant who escaped from his birth reported it outside the accounts.
"Elder, Wu Xiu has the statistics from the top over there."
Hearing this, Gong Dachang sighed and called the lieutenant in. He glanced at his blood-stained and exhausted look and said, "How many manpower has he lost in this battle?"
As soon as this statement came out, the lieutenant unexpectedly hesitated, gritted his teeth and finally opened his mouth and said: "Wu Xiu's party has lost... more than 300 people."
"what!"
Gong Dahai's eyes widened, slammed on the table, and immediately said angrily: "Chen Fan is so brave. Isn't he specializing in the old man's hands?"
For the first time, Gong Dahai wanted to be crooked, but it was in Chen Fan's arms, after all, he couldn't stand scrutiny any time.
I thought it was wrong for the first time, and then I came to another conclusion after deliberation, whether it is true or not, it is believed to be true.
This is the case at this time.
I saw that lieutenant frowned and said: "In the beginning, the subordinates thought so, but what is the point of Chen Fan doing this?"
"Is it just to reduce our strength, so let our subordinates risk their lives, not Wu Xiu as an enemy?"
The lieutenant's statement was true, and Chen Fan's previous military order did not conform to the logical thinking of normal people.
But because of this, no flaws will be discovered.
Gong Dahai's face gradually became serious. He realized that things were unusual, and he felt a faint feeling of chills in his back.
"What do you think?"
By now, the only person Gong Dahai could discuss was the lieutenant.
And he himself actually didn't know anything about marching, or even the art of war and tactics, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do things that would wait for self-use and great success.
Therefore, after listening to the vice-general's words, he was about to throw the problem away. With his wisdom, it was obvious that his head couldn't turn the corner.
Fortunately, the lieutenant relied on his intelligence on weekdays, so he could be guided by Chen Fan secretly.
At this moment, if Gong Dahai alone analyzes here, Chen Fan's plan may even fail in the end.
After all, he had no logic at all, and he was upset because of the defeat. How could he have time to think so much?
For Chen Fan, leaving a lieutenant was simply a blessing in misfortune.
After all, he is not a god. Sometimes you can do everything in your own way, and you may lose everything as long as you are not lucky.
After all, in marching wars, there has never been a 100% victory.
It is impossible to predict in advance what they will do next based on their understanding of the opponent, and then prepare early.
It is so simple to break it apart and crush it.
At this moment, Gong Dahai's eyes were looking straight at the lieutenant. The other party pondered for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said vaguely: "The elder remembered that when the war started, Chen Fan almost missed it. Mouth, he seems to have been in contact with Wu Xiu before!"