Martial Sage

Of course, Han Che had never thought that these little pawns could get a bargain in the hands of Tang Hao's master of hundreds of battles.

"Mr. Han's intention is also what I mean. As long as you can completely destroy the Yuezhou City, your errand will be completed. As for how many people die, who will be sent to die? Mr. Da arranged it." Han Che waved his hand lightly.

"Thank you for your love of the old slave. I am grateful. In the eyes of the old slave, these young brothers are enough to serve as the important task of entanglement in the army and navy. My son, the brothers you sent can take the opportunity to seize Yuezhou City. People have to take care of something. The officer army is strong, and the navy army is naturally not what we can resist, but Tang Hao does not have enough manpower on the land, and the fighting capacity of the 1,400 officers and soldiers in the more state, the old slave thinks it can be a drum. Down."

Mr. Han Da still can't get rid of the mortal thinking style, Han Che feels a little frustrated. What is the difference between those god slaves and the young water thief? Young water pirates may choose to escape when the war is unfavorable, but the god slaves will not, they are the best dead.

Don't use them at this time, who do you use? What is ridiculous is that Mr. Han Da thinks he is doing things right, and thinks that those who follow him for a long time don't have to die, but he doesn't know that the dead are used at this time.

"Mr. Han thinks too much. Since they are their own people, they naturally have to go up at this time. The Lingnan navy is a strong soldier, so naturally they can't send those young people. Since there are a few people I send who can fight. , Naturally they will be sent. If it is just to fight a tailwind, then what do I want them to do?"

Liu Fang immediately shrank down, facing Han Zhe's awkwardness, Han Zhe whispered: "The angry face and golden armor envoy has sent Tang Hao over. This is a hands-on signal. Go get ready. "

"Allocate the best warships to them. If those people can hold the Lingnan Navy for three days, I will allow them to retreat. Mr. Han does not have to command the Navy, even if he takes the rest to attack Yuezhou, As long as Yuezhou is taken, it will be destroyed immediately, and I will demolish Yuezhou so that there is not a single house left."

Han Che sat on a big low couch with tiger skins, listening to Liu Fang adjusting his military strength. When the god slaves heard that they needed to fight against the powerful Lingnan navy division, they turned their heads to Han Zhe. Seeing Han Zhe smiled and said nothing.

The god slaves lowered their pale faces, and were afraid to look at Han Che.

After announcing the combat order, Liu Fang left his seat. Accidentally, a colorful wooden ball fell out of his sleeve and made a series of crisp noises on the bluestone floor, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The ordinary wooden ball is very round, covered with traces cut by a knife, and the color is very rough. A red, a blue, a yellow, and a black twisted into a strange number. When rolling on the ground, the character seems to keep moving on the wooden bridge, which is very beautiful.

The wooden ball rolled to the feet of a stubborn slave last, and the stubborn squatted up, stretched out the big hand of the cat fan, grabbed the wooden ball and placed it next to his nose, and shook his head around to look at it.

Because only in this way can he find that color is swimming, why not shake his hands, but shake his head. Liu Fang also scratched his head, seemingly puzzled.

"Mr. Han Da actually has this kind of Yaxing. This wooden ball is for your little grandson or granddaughter?" Han Zhe looked back at Liu Fang, he was also very puzzled.

"At this time of the year, the old slave would cut a wooden ball, nothing else, just because two days later it was the death of the old slave's son and daughter-in-law. Fourteen years later, the old slave has cut fourteen and buried ten. Four, it's rare that the slave likes it, so I'll give it to this kid."

After speaking, he bowed his head and left the hall with a salute to Han Zhe, his back bleak and desolate.

Han Che watched the two slaves playing ball and didn't speak, and left with them.

Lai Chuanfeng, standing on the city of Yuezhou, thought a lot, and couldn't associate his soldier's vocation with the very negative things such as destruction and escape.

Three thousand brothers and one thousand and four hundred floating soldiers are enough to keep the guards of this little Yuezhou city blocked. Not to mention a group of pirates attacking the city, even if it is attacked by other elite soldiers, I am sure. It is no problem to keep this city in the first half of the year.

A good city is not guarded, why should it be ruined?

"General Lai, the bidding has already completed the rolling woods, rocks, lead juice and hot oil. We only wait for the culprits to come, and we will give him a head-on blow. I heard about tens of thousands of water pirates, but I don’t know their heads. Does it count as military merit?"

"Death is not counted, only the living is counted. The disabled will have to deduct your military payment."

Hearing the voice of his subordinate Dubo expressing his merits, Lai Chuanfeng was irritated for no reason.

"Ah? How do you fight such a battle? If you say that the culprit is attacked, and you say whether you want to kill him in a humble position, didn't you all say yesterday that you would stick the culprit on a wooden pole and demonstrate by the lake?"

"Of course you want to kill him, but remember, don't get hurt, as long as the culprit is injured, he must make a kill. The speed must be fast so that Sima can't be seen. This is specially ordered by the marshal."

Limiting the general's freedom in battle is the way to die. No matter how stupid the coach is, he will not give such orders to his subordinates who are about to go to the battlefield.

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