Chapter 740: with translation of chapter title

Shi Er's proposal was again rejected by his uncle.

"Shi Er, I also feel angry and distressed seeing this situation, but this is their goal!"

The sound of warhorses galloping was too loud, forcing him to shout at the top of his voice, "The number of cavalry under Chen Wuji is far fewer than ours; they dare not charge head-on, so they can only use such despicable tactics to disgust us, trying to delay our army's pace."

"If we split our forces to fight them, we will surely be entangled by the large army closely following Chen Wuji, and then we may have no chance to escape."

Shi Er looked back again with a resentful expression, "Actually, I also know, I just..."

He simply did not want to see such a situation, nor did he want his warriors to die in this attrition.

Xiong Paozi (line16)

The reasoning his uncle had just spoken was clear to him, as clear as a mirror.

Tavern (line17)

Family Head (line26)

Chen Wu Yin has managed to bring out the essence of the tail-chasing pursuit.

Chou (line36)

Under his leadership, the eight thousand cavalry moved as one.

When his warhorse moved, the eight thousand cavalry instantly made the same motion; if he struck with a knife, the soldiers would absolutely not strike a second time.

"Yin's cavalry training is quite something—how did he manage this?" Chen Wuji, closely following behind the Qiang People, discovered the situation on Yin's side and was quite surprised for a moment.

Xiong Paozi is very skilled at training livestock; in the area around Xishan Village, it can be said that nobody doesn't know this.

Because of this skill, while everyone else hid themselves deep and lived a bitter life day after day, he alone lived especially comfortably, having wine and meat every few days and even able to go to the county tavern.

But training livestock and drilling troops probably shouldn't be counted together, right?

His battle was fought extremely smoothly, a pleasure to behold.

Over eight thousand people truly seemed like a single entity; from afar they looked like a black cloud clinging close to the Qiang People's army formation, sometimes near, sometimes far, occasionally moving up to brush off a hundred or so Qiang corpses before quickly pulling away.

"This kid indeed has his own way in drilling troops; his views have always been unique." Chen Li shouted.

"Actually, he's not just good at drilling troops; he's capable in all other aspects, he just doesn't bother to use them. He learns things quickly, the fastest among you peers, but he's too slippery, not serious."

Chen Wu Yin would rather spend his time watching crickets fight and researching how to make sows give birth to horse-pigs, cow-pigs, and dog-pigs, rather than study anything else.

Chen Wuji stared dumbfounded, "What does it mean to research making sows give birth to horse-pigs and cow-pigs?"

I hope it's not what he understands it to be.

"I'm just giving a simple example; this kid got up to all sorts of mischief when he was young, and the Family Head was muddled back then, missing out on a lot of the action." Chen Li shook his head and chuckled.

Although he was just shouting at the top of his lungs, Chen Li still managed to tell the whole story: "Not only pigs, cattle, horses, donkeys—any livestock that doesn't hatch from eggs, he's tried to breed them."

But this kid ended up being particularly obsessed with making pigs give birth to a different breed; I heard he almost succeeded but couldn't keep it alive. That sow, unaware of the world's dangers, made a big mistake, and... well, that pig also ended up living the pinnacle of pig life.

Chen Wuji's mouth twitched fiercely.

Putting it that way, he indeed missed out on a lot of the action.

No wonder Chen Wu Yin's nickname is Xiong Paozi; he now seems to know the reason.

Being both bear-like and fond of opposing the paozi, the origin makes sense.

What kind of brainhole is this—making pigs give birth to cow-pigs, dog-pigs, and horse-pigs—is this something a person could think of?

And yet, damn it, he almost succeeded.

That pig indeed reached the pinnacle of pig life, its love even crossing species.

In the midst of speaking, the two chasing armies darted forward several li, rapidly approaching the ambush sites at Zi and Chou that Xu Zengyi had set up.

Here lie Qian Fugui and Tang Yu.

Chen Wuji ordered to slow the pursuit speed, allowing the soldiers to take the opportunity to recover their strength.

There's still a roadblock ahead, so he can pursue a bit more slowly.

Let the enemy run a bit more, get a bit tired, then it'll be easier to deal with them later.

After breaking out of the formation, the Qiang People have been running at charging speed, already having gone over ten li; adding to their earlier charges, even if their warhorses are exceptionally sturdy and durable, they probably now wish to pant like dogs sticking out their tongues.

Shi Er has been keeping an eye on the movements of Chen Wuji's pursuing troops behind him.

Seeing Chen Wuji slow down, Shi Er snorted coldly, "Chasing cavalry on foot won't kill you, you bastard—why aren't you chasing? Keep chasing, I'll see how long you can last!"

"Uncle, Chen Wuji's pursuit speed has slowed; let's give this cavalry behind us a little run, then turn back and wipe them out. If we can't beat Chen Wuji's main force, we'll at least destroy this cavalry unit to vent our anger."

His uncle nodded, "Our army can also slow down a bit, letting the warhorses and soldiers recover their strength for the next battle. We've been marching nonstop for so long—both soldiers and warhorses are exhausted."

"Hmm."

Shi Er ordered to reduce the army's running speed, beginning to accumulate strength for the upcoming counterattack.

But just then, an unexpected change occurred.

The road ahead was suddenly blocked by scattered rocks and branches; off to the side, far off, one could still see a patch of glinting iron caltrops, which sparkled in the sunlight scattered there.

"Damn it, ambush again?! Shi Er's uncle instantly flew into a rage."

Jiuli Chuan's terrain gradually narrowed here, with high mountains on both sides, leaving no room to detour.

Shi Er saw this, and his face changed.

"Uncle, let's use the Revolving Horse Spear; there's no other way." He said in a cold voice.

Huge stones and trees block the road; the ambush is now utterly obvious.

Their forces must be on those two mountains.

Shi Er's uncle pondered for a moment, then nodded helplessly: "Chen Wuji's main army is exhausted; if we now launch a Revolving Horse Spear attack, we might still have a sliver of hope—we absolutely cannot be blocked here."

Shi Er's face turned grim, "Uncle, it's not just a sliver of hope—it's a chance to win!"

Chen Wuji's main army is exhausted; even if he could anticipate that I would launch a Revolving Horse Spear, he surely has no strength left to counter our charge. Launch a Revolving Horse Spear, turn back, and take his dog's life!

"Shi Er!" his uncle shouted.

On the battlefield, one must not underestimate the enemy; Chen Wuji's schemes are too deep, fortifying at every step, step by step driving us onto a dead-end road—today we must not still be fixated on victory.