At The Beginning of The Game, The Five Tiger Generals Were Intercepted

"Uncle, what should we do now?"

Ma Chao quickly changed the subject, lest Han Sui find out what he had inadvertently revealed.

Facts proved that Ma Chao was overthinking, and Han Sui couldn't connect this matter with Ma Chao anyway.

In Han Sui's heart, he even thought that with Ma Chao's IQ, it was impossible to achieve this level.

Just as Ma Chao changed the subject, Han Sui put the matter aside for the time being.

"Hey, losing troops and losing generals is indeed a dilemma!"

Ma Chao was secretly surprised. Hearing Han Sui's tone, could it be that he wanted to retreat?

"Uncle, how many soldiers and horses were lost in this battle?"

Han Sui stretched out two fingers, and then twisted the five sense organs together.

"Twenty thousand?"

Ma Chao looked at Han Sui with some doubts. Is he so depressed after only losing 20,000 people?

Han Sui glanced at Ma Chao angrily, and cursed him inwardly for his lack of brains!

Ma Chao and Yan Xing alone lost nearly 20,000 horses, how could it be possible that they lost a total of 20,000 people.

"It's two hundred thousand!"

"what!"

Ma Chao exclaimed, his eyes widened.

Two hundred thousand lost in World War I?

Not to mention that Han Sui couldn't bear it, even the instigator Ma Chao felt a burst of despair.

No wonder Han Sui was a little disheartened. According to this calculation, wouldn't the whole army be wiped out when he attacked Liu Zhang next time?

"Where are the patriarchs of the five major Qiang tribes?"

If it really loses 200,000 yuan, I am afraid that the coalition forces will immediately disband on the spot.

"The five patriarchs have no news yet, I don't know about them..."

Han Sui could only pray that they would survive, but escaping with hundreds of thousands of rebellious troops was indeed not an easy task.

"My lord, our loss shouldn't be that big."

Yan Xing's words were certainly Han Sui's wish, but the fact still made Han Sui shake his head helplessly.

"Just now I asked someone to count, and the current assembled soldiers and horses are only about 100,000."

"Master, on the way back just now, you will see Qiang soldiers everywhere on the mountains on both sides. It should be because they ran too loose in a panic."

"There are still five patriarchs, and the last general also saw that they are safe and sound, and they should be able to return in a short time!"

Han Sui nodded slightly, Yan Xing saw it with his own eyes, and it was a blessing among misfortunes.

"I hope so!"

Due to the loss of all his luggage, Han Sui was unable to set up camp, and the army rested in the open space.

After the morale recovered slightly, Han Sui immediately dispatched the army.

He wanted to gather the defeated soldiers as much as possible, and he also wanted to find the patriarchs of the five major Qiang tribes.

90,000 of the 100,000 troops were Qiang, and Han Sui could only suppress them for a while.

Only the arrival of the five patriarchs can completely stabilize the morale of the Qiang soldiers.

Fortunately, everything was as Yan Xing said. As time went by, more and more soldiers and horses returned, and the five Qiang clan leaders led many subordinates to the camp safely.

After gathering and searching for half a day, at night, the number of soldiers and horses of the Qiang-Han coalition had risen to 200,000!

Despite the loss of 100,000 people, Han Sui still felt like he was alive after the catastrophe.

Losing 100,000 and remaining 100,000 are completely different concepts.

The former may cause the coalition forces to collapse immediately, and the latter may still win the final victory over Liu Zhang!

However, Han Sui's thoughts did not represent the thoughts of the five Qiang clan chiefs.

The loss of the 100,000 army is indeed not unacceptable if it is placed on the 300,000 army.

If it is placed on each Qiang, it means that each tribe has lost less than 20,000 yuan.

It doesn't seem like a lot, but in fact, each Qiang tribe only sent 50,000 troops, which is nearly half of the loss!

It is practically impossible for each tribe to lose the same number of soldiers.

For example, Xianling Qiang lost less than ten thousand people.

But the Shaodang Qiang and Han Qiang tribes that took on the offensive mission at the beginning each lost more than 20,000!

Twenty thousand may not be a big deal to Han Sui and Ma Chao, but to the Qiang patriarch, it is almost unbearable.

"Han Governor, you lost 100,000 people in World War I, shouldn't you explain to us?"

Contrary to Han Sui's expectations, it was Bei Qiang who attacked first!

As a neutral faction, Beiqiang was somewhat coerced to join the coalition.

Now that the loss in World War I was nearly 20,000, the patriarch immediately felt the crisis.

The other four Qiang tribes are all in pairs. Even if some losses are acceptable, there are still allies after all.

But Beiqiang is different, Beiqiang has always been alone!

Once the loss exceeds a certain limit, the five major Qiang tribes will immediately become the four major Qiang tribes, and the Beiqiang tribes may even be at risk of being wiped out.

"Brother, calm down! This time it's Han's problem..."

Han Sui felt extremely guilty in his heart, and he really had no reason to defend himself against the suspicious doubts.

"Han Cishi, I'm not pursuing anyone's fault, it's a loss of 20,000 sons, we Beiqiang can't bear it!"

Dai Xi's face was extremely ugly, and it seemed that his anger could not be easily resolved.

Seeing that Han Sui bowed his head and said nothing, Yueman, the leader of Shaodang Qiang, stood up.

"I understand the Patriarch's feelings very well! This time we burned nearly 50,000 Qiang and Han Qiang, and we are as heartbroken as you are!"

Dai Xi didn't give Yueman a good look, and then he snorted coldly.

"Heartache? Can heartache revive the warriors of our tribe? If it is possible, then I am willing to die of pain!"

The person who tied the bell had to be untied, and Han Sui knew that he needed to be the governor if he wanted to regain morale.

"Patriarch, Han deeply apologizes for the loss of your tribe! As long as I can defeat Liu Zhang, I will double the compensation!"

Dai Xi seemed to hear a big joke, and was actually amused to laugh out loud.

"Hahaha! Defeated Liu Zhang?"

"We lost 100,000 in the first battle. We Qiang soldiers, how many times are you enough to fight?"

Han Sui usually can't stand other people's ridicule, but now he can only choose to swallow his anger for the sake of big things.

"Patriarch, through today's battle, you must have seen how treacherous and difficult Liu Zhang is!"

"We are united, but we still can't defeat him. Once we disperse, we can only be defeated by him one by one!"

Once the loss of 100,000, all the upper echelons of the Qiang-Han coalition forces will be aware of the immediate crisis.

Not only Dai Xi, but the patriarchs of the other four clans were also silent.

"So we must..."

"My lord!"

Suddenly interrupted by Yan Xing, Han Sui frowned slightly.

Now it was Han Sui's conversation with the five chiefs, it was too reckless for Yan Xing to interrupt suddenly.

However, based on Han Sui's understanding of Yan Xing, he should not interrupt himself for no reason.

"Yanming, what's the matter?"

"My lord, the general found out on the way back that the Yizhou army does not want to take prisoners, as long as the Qiang people caught by them will be killed on the spot without exception!"

As soon as Yan Xing's words came out, there was an uproar.

(end of this chapter)