Hedanbatel shook his head repeatedly and said:

"I don't think so. I think the reason why it works from time to time is entirely because you unexpectedly took the old, weak, women and children to kill seven iron-armored Jurchen soldiers."

"Yes! This is the blessing of the gods. There were only a few people around me who could fight.

There are dozens of enemies facing, and they are all elite. Everyone has armor. No less than ten people wear iron armor and have cotton armor lined with them.

If it weren't for God's help, I'd probably have been cut into two pieces by Jabahai."

Several old men thought it made sense and nodded repeatedly.

Mo Rigen, who has been translating, couldn't help but say:

"Huang Yibatulu's words are reasonable. The Yabahai and others have strong combat power, so we can't stand it at all. Otherwise, how could my father die in battle?"

In the entire tribe, except for Hedanbatel who still called Huang Yi, the other Mongolian knights all added Batulu to Huang Yi's name to show respect.

Hu Helu remembered his father Geerleng, his eyes turned red, and he said:

"My father is skilled in archery and horses. After fighting for more than 20 years, the strength of the tribe is getting weaker and weaker. How happy he would be if he could see our current situation!"

Hedanbatel said: "Uncle Geerlen tried his best to retaliate against the pursuit in order to cover us. We must always remember his good deeds!"

Another older knight, Agush, said: "Brother Geerlen is the real Batulu, my good comrade-in-arms, and my most respected hero."

Schultu looked younger. He was Hedanbatel's cousin and a survivor of that war. He said with lingering fear:

"That day, Uncle Geerlen sacrificed his life, so we left our lives, those Jurchen soldiers..."

Seeing the nine big and thick Mongolian men all looked bitter and deeply revenge, and they recalled the bitterness and thought of sweetness, Huang Yi suddenly wanted to laugh.

There was no way, so I had to endure it desperately.

But it was clearly discussing how to fight against the Dakhamu Bulu tribe, but why did this building bend to memorialize the martyrs?

He had to interrupt, "Everyone, in order not to let Geerlenbatulu's blood flow in vain, we should work harder to develop the tribe.

Now that our tribe has been blessed by the gods, all men dare to fight and are eager to fight. In the Dakhamu Bulu tribe, our tribe can not only fight, but also win a great victory!"

Huang Yi firmly believed that he could fight and win, and immediately encouraged Kaletu. He was the first to express his opinion:

"Stop talking about anything, let's fight hard, and we will definitely kill the Dakhamu Bulu tribe who dares to provoke him."

The situation was much better next time. The Huhlu brothers no longer hesitated and promised:

"It's useless to look at the front and back. Only by fighting can we solve the problem! How to do it, let's listen to Huang Yibatulu."

The other knights also began to be excited and shouted:

"We are not afraid of death, we are determined to fight the Dakhamu Bulu tribe to the end!"

Huang Yi stood up and smiled and told everyone: "There is no need to fight to the end. If you take my strategy, you can achieve huge victory with the smallest casualties."

Hedanbatel's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly took Huang Yi's hand and said, "Can you come out?"

Fuck! How could this illiterate leader speak Chinese idioms? Huang Yi understood this meaning.

Since Hedanbatel is so anxious, when will he wait if he doesn't speak accent or tune?

Isn’t it a point to win the battle to get the robbery? Is it a good idea to increase my value so as not to be discounted if I ask for all Han slaves.

Therefore, Huang Yi pretended to be thoughtful and did not get to the point.

Hedanbatel was so anxious that he scratched his head.

Mo Rigen directly said in broken Chinese:

"Huang Yibatulu, you are our most respected warrior. Please give us guidance to you to fight this battle."

Hedanbatel can speak a few Chinese words now. He said in a stiff tone: "Please... teach me... how to win this battle!"

Huang Yi pretended to be a bamboo in his chest and said slowly: "You, you think it's a big mistake to decide the outcome in one battle!"

After Morigen translated, Hedanbatel and Kaletu both said anxiously in Chinese: "How to say it?"

Seeing that the three words Kaletu were spoken quite clearly, Huang Yi smiled and gave a thumbs up, saying, "Kaltu is so smart, he speaks very well in Chinese!"

Kaletu was an impatient person. Seeing that Huang Yi was not on the spot, he praised him for speaking Chinese well and was amused and crying.

Mo Rigen hurriedly said, "In order to listen to your story, many people are learning Chinese. Now let's not talk about this. Please tell us how to win the Dakarum Bulu tribe."

Huang Yi took ten pairs of chopsticks, eight in one hand, and twelve in the other hand, and gestured:

"This is us, this is the Dakhamu Bulu tribe, it's obvious that they have more people than us, right?"

"Yes!" Mo Rigen translated Huang Yi's words in Mongolian after answering.

Everyone nodded and said that they knew the strength of the Dakhamu Bulu tribe and were mentally prepared to fight bad wars.

Next, Huang Yi divided the chopsticks representing the Dakhamu Bulu division into seven pieces, and the eight pieces representing the main division are still there.

"When Dakhamu Bulu tribe came to attack us, we must leave people to guard the camp."

So the first battle should be that our side dispatched all its troops, and the enemy only dispatched the main force. Do you have any objections?”

After Mo Rigen translated, several people immediately started discussing it. Finally, they all thought that Huang Yi’s analysis was correct. In the first battle, we should not have a disadvantage in numbers.

Next, Huang Yi emphasized that the battle must start on the battlefield set by his side, which was so exciting that Dakhamu Bulu led his troops to fight fiercely.

This matter is easy to deal with. Hedanbatel was confident. He patted his chest and made a statement. He would definitely be furious to Dakhamu Bulu, and the battlefield must be outside our camp.

How to fight the war? This issue must be studied carefully.

Huang Yi commented on the gains and losses of the last match against Jiannu, and asked Hedanbatel not to rush and bump into the game like last time, and to make full use of home superiority.

He suggested selecting 100 young and middle-aged knights, everyone equipped with two layers of armor, or even three layers of armor to hedge against the invading hostage for two rounds.

Next, we use the "Manguda" tactic to deal with the enemy.

This time I made it clear to Hedanbatel, and asked him to take the selected knights to circle the position surrounded by a large cart in advance.

Of course, Huang Yi led all men, women, young and old in the tribe who could shoot arrows and throw guns to conduct long-range attacks.

Huang Yi has won a positional battle between the strong enemy and the weak. This time it is not a huge gap in strength. He believes that he is confident of ushering in another big victory.

Hedanbatel believed in Huang Yi and knew that Huang Yi had an unparalleled prestige in the tribe. With Huang Yi in the big carriage formation, everyone had a backbone, so their morale would definitely be greatly boosted.

Therefore, he adopted Huang Yi's suggestion, not only actively prepared for the war, but also led the selected 100 knights to conduct several exercises.
Chapter completed!