The battle ended quickly. Luo Zheng signaled Bar to gather the prisoners and clean up the battlefield, handing over the rescued people to Madela. He then took his n aside and found a place to sit and rest. According to the agreent, the spoils belonged to Bar. Luo Zheng ant what he said, which made Bar very excited. He kept shouting sothing in his native tongue, his voice carrying the unique pride and triumph of a victor, echoing through the canyon.
Luo Zheng calmly observed the battlefield. Hariri's n knew the situation was hopeless and consciously ceased resistance. Bar's n were busy collecting weapons, and no one dared disobey. The scene was completely controlled. Luo Zheng silently breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lan Xue. Lan Xue understood, nodded, glanced at everyone, and asked softly, "Is everyone okay?"
"We're fine, just out of ammunition," Mountain Eagle said solemnly, his expression turning grim. Without bullets, a weapon is like a firestick—aningless. Without guns, a soldier's combat effectiveness is halved. How do we fight the next battle?
"Yeah, it wasn't easy getting here. Those bastards chased us for hours. We're out of bullets, and we nearly exhausted all our Button Bombs. Otherwise, we wouldn't have made it here. But how do we fight the next battle? Brother, why don't you give us so ideas? Anyway, with you here, I'm too lazy to think about it," Snow Leopard said sowhat irritably, looking at the gathered prisoners, a cold glint in his eyes.
"Indeed, counting this battle and the journey here, we've wiped out over a thousand of Hariri's n. Hariri's strength has been damaged. How do we fight the next battle? It's ti to co up with a plan. What do you think?" Lan Xue also looked at Luo Zheng with a bit of emotion and said.
Everyone knew that Luo Zheng was not only strong in individual tactics and skills but also formidable in tactical command. As the saying goes in military strategy: when you have ten tis the force, surround them, when you have five tis, attack them. It ans that if you have more than ten tis the enemy's strength, you can encircle and attack them, and if more than five tis, you can directly attack and win. Luo Zheng led a thousand n to defeat seven or eight hundred, with nearly equal forces, yet none escaped. This capability was unmatched, and everyone excitedly looked at Luo Zheng, waiting for him to offer even more brilliant tactics.
Without specific intelligence, it's impossible to casually formulate tactics. Luo Zheng smiled noncommittally and looked at Bar, who was approaching. He signaled everyone to stay quiet, stood up, and looked at Bar, changing to the international common language with a smile, "Congratulations, this battle has established your prestige, and no one within a thousand kiloters will underestimate your tribe. With this equipnt, your combat power will significantly improve."
"Indeed, thanks to your excellent deploynt," Bar sincerely said. This battle made Bar deeply aware of Luo Zheng's capabilities, gaining more respect and caution, not daring to offend Luo Zheng. He glanced at the others, warmly said, "Hello everyone, welco to my tribe as guests. I will serve the best food for everyone."
"On behalf of everyone, I thank you for your kindness," Luo Zheng replied with a smile.
"You're welco. We are not only partners but also friends who have fought side by side. What's next? You tell , I'll listen to you," Bar said warmly, yet a glint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
Luo Zheng keenly noticed Bar's hesitation. He glanced at people cleaning up the battlefield, understood a little, and smiled, saying, "This battle was not easy for everyone, and the gains are quite significant. Why don't we retreat with the troops and spoils for now, go back and rest for a few days? Everyone seems exhausted and can't fight anymore."
"Yes, thank you for your concern," Bar gratefully laughed, "We will rest for a few days and then fight again after recovery. I will also call for more troops to help. Hariri will definitely gather more people after this defeat. This battle won't end in a day or two."
Luo Zheng indeed guessed Bar's thoughts, frowning in contemplation. Bar's troops were exhausted from continuous marches, and after this battle, they were even more tired, supported only by the thrill of victory. Once that excitent faded, their bodies couldn't take it. If Hariri's reinforcents ca, relying on these n alone wouldn't hold. The people Madela wanted to rescue also needed to be sent back first.
Thinking of this, Luo Zheng nodded and smiled, "Alright, retreat in half an hour. This ti is different from the last ti. Last ti, the hard-won spoils were taken back by the enemy, but this ti, you can take away everything you can carry. But move quickly; we don't have much ti. As for the bodies, Hariri's n will handle them when they co."
"Alright," Bar agreed gratefully and hurriedly left.
"Do we really have to withdraw?" Lan Xue looked around the battlefield worriedly, her eyes finally falling on Ghost Hand's face. Ghost Hand was deep in thought, worry flickering in his eyes, which made Lan Xue even more anxious.
Luo Zheng also glanced at Ghost Hand. If everyone withdrew, it ant delaying the rescue of Ghost Hand's fiancée, increasing many variables. But as a commander, Luo Zheng had to consider the overall situation, so he wore a serious face and pondered. Beside him, Lan Xue quietly said, "Is it possible for Bar to split his forces, part take the spoils and retreat, while the rest stay with us to rescue her?"
"No," Luo Zheng said firmly, looked at Ghost Hand, walked over, patted his shoulder, and continued seriously, "Don't worry, there will be a way. After this battle, Hariri will know we have Bar's assistance and will surely deploy more troops. Leaving half won't be enough; they will be chased down. Temporary retreat is for better attacks later."
"Don't worry, I'm fine," Ghost Hand said with a bitter smile.
Luo Zheng could see Ghost Hand's worry, sighing helplessly. Looking at everyone, he continued, "Insufficient forces are a problem. Also, the people Madela wanted to rescue, we managed to save them and need to send them back first. I'm uneasy with directly handing them over. We don't know how the dical team fares in their tribe, so we must go back. After that, we send the dical team and everyone safely away. Without worries, we fight without concerns later."
Everyone agreed it was reasonable, nodding. Mountain Eagle walked to Ghost Hand, and seriously said, "Don't worry. With us brothers here, everything will be fine."
"Alright, I'm not soone who doesn't consider the bigger picture, just worried. I won't affect the overall situation," Ghost Hand said.
"Xue Er, you take the people back first. I, Ghost Hand, will stay," Luo Zheng seriously looked at Lan Xue and said.
"Why?" Lan Xue's expression changed, and she asked in surprise, and everyone else also looked at Luo Zheng in confusion, getting up with doubt in their eyes.
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