Chapter Seventy-Three: Settling on a Plan

  Huang Tao saw his subordinate's urgent appearance and scolded on the spot: "What are you doing? What's so panic? Have you all forgotten the discipline of the Tianjun Corps?"

  Someone was startled by Huang Tao's shout and hastily knelt down on one knee, saying: "Reporting to the general, a new situation has emerged on the front line. The French army has mobilized an entire force of 400,000 men, surrounding General Feng's troops at Luoping Slope, not even allowing a single bird to fly out! Moreover, the commander of the French army has personally led his troops here."

  Huang Tao heard the news from the scout's report, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "What? You say that Yang Jie, that little man, also came with the army?"

  "Yes, General."

  "Yang Jie?" Leng Xiao Yao slightly furrowed his brow, and immediately began to think of this person's information in his mind.

  Yang Jie, now 113 years old, a Saint of Magic. He was originally just a small magician growing up in the North Country. Unfortunately, after entering the palace, he got drunk and tried to rape the princess, but was caught by the guards and escaped to the Gua Mountain Range. He then joined the Law Enforcement Team and rose from a small team leader to the team leader position. Later, he took advantage of an opportunity to join forces with several other great swordsmen and killed the team leader of the Law Enforcement Team. Of course, the general of the Law Enforcement Team had been poisoned beforehand, otherwise it would not have been enough for those few great swordsmen to kill him, let alone Sword Saint Seiya.

  "Master, I'm afraid we'll have to redeploy our troops again this time." Huang Tao's face was solemn, apparently he still held the general of the law enforcement team in high regard.

  "Alright, let's set up quickly, we must seize the time, otherwise it will be dangerous for Brother Feng." Leng Xiao Yao also had a serious expression on his face. Although he hadn't met the general of this law enforcement team before, based on the materials collected by the Leng family, Yang Jie was an excellent conspirator and a difficult person to deal with.

  In the mountain valley conference room, Leng Xiao and others were all surrounded by a stone table, each staring intently at the map on the stone table.

  "Huang Dage, do you have any good suggestions?" Leng Xiao had already thought out a battle plan in his mind, but after all, the commander here was Huang Tao. Although Huang Tao was a subordinate of the Leng family, he was still a military commander, so Leng Xiao asked for his opinion first.

  Huang Tao heard Ling Xiao's words and pointed to the map with his finger, saying out loud the tactics he wanted to use. After a few minutes, Huang Tao roughly expressed his thoughts in his mind, but naturally it was not 100% certain, after all, things on the battlefield change rapidly.

  After listening to Huang Tao's strategic law, he thought to himself: "No wonder he was known as the Hundred Victories General back then. It seems that his reputation is not undeserved! On the battlefield, Huang Tao's tactics are already on par with those of his own grandfather, but compared to himself, there is still a huge gap. After all, the strategic experience accumulated over 5,000 years on Earth can't be compared to this space."

  Huang Tao finished speaking and saw that his young master was staring at the map of Hell with an unchanging gaze. Although his young master's face showed a look of approval, it seemed that there was still a hint of dissatisfaction on his face. Huang Tao felt a slight sense of discomfort in his heart, but he still opened his mouth to ask: "Young Master, do you have a better strategy?"

  "En." Leng Xiao Yao nodded and stretched out his hand to point at the several spots that Huang Tao had set up earlier: "Huang Da Ge, take a look at these few places. If we deploy 5,000 troops here, then after the vanguard army attacks, they immediately retreat to this point, and have 10,000 troops from both sides launch a pincer attack, how would that be?"

  "Ten thousand cavalry to take action?" Huang Tao heard his young master's words and revealed a strange expression on his face. With 150,000 vanguard troops charging to lure the enemy, then retreating without a fight, how could ten thousand cavalry take action? What kind of strategy is this?

  Leng Xiao Yao saw the expression on Huang Tao's face and immediately understood what he was thinking. He pointed to the boxes stacked on both sides of the conference room and laughed: "Huang, if these 10,000 people all carry the things in these boxes, do you think they can't take down that army of 400,000?"

  Huang Tao heard his young master say this, and a light bulb flashed in his mind. His face showed joy as he exclaimed: "Young Master, you want to use the 150,000 vanguard troops to attract the enemy's attention, then lure them to the front of Luoshan Valley and blast them with hand grenades. After the blasting is done, the vanguard troops will take advantage of the enemy's chaos and launch a surprise attack to kill the enemy?"

  "That's right." Leng Xiao Yao's face revealed a smile as he nodded his head.

  Huang Tao's face fell again after his brief moment of joy, and he looked puzzled. "Young Master, if Wan Yangjie is not deceived, then what should we do?"

  "Not falling for it? That's even better. Come closer and I'll whisper something in your ear." Lan Xiang Yao's face had a mysterious smile as he beckoned with his hand.

  Huang Tao's face showed a look of doubt, and he stretched his head to Leng Xianyao's mouth. Gradually, the doubtful expression on Huang Tao's face disappeared, replaced by a shocked look.

  "Huang Dagei, that's all there is to it. I believe you should be able to handle it," said Leng Xiao Yao with a smile on his face after finishing speaking.

  "Young master is brilliant! Young master's military talent is far superior to mine! In the future, young master must give me more guidance." Huang Tao's face showed excitement because of Cold Xiao Yao's suggestion, which could at least allow the Tianjun Corps to win with minimal cost. This arrangement was flawless. So his words were sincere and had no other meaning.

  Huang Tao's words shocked the six subordinates behind him, the oldest of whom was already 54 years old and the youngest was 49. To know that each of them had followed Huang Tao for at least over thirty years, in their impression, their general had never praised a person so much, especially young people. Although it is said that Cold Xiao Yao is his own young master, but his general is notoriously ruthless, especially on the battlefield, and he praises his young master so much, does it mean that his young master's command is even stronger than the general? Is this possible?

  "Huang Dage is too modest, if we have time, we can exchange ideas with each other."

  "Yes, young master." After responding, Huang Tao turned to face his six subordinates and said: "Pass on my orders. The 8th to 10th battalions will move out first as the vanguard, three quarters of an hour later follow me out, the remaining three battalions guard the base and assist Tiger brothers in rushing to manufacture hand grenades."

  "Yes, General." The six men chorused in unison.