Martial Sage

Marquis Mansion.

The use of firecrackers is not complicated.

The key lies in the filling of the gunpowder and the placement of the pits.

As for accuracy, Tang Hao didn't demand much.

The pits and gravel that this fire bludgeon ejected were originally a large area, as long as the direction did not deviate much.

After Wu Tong was taught, the Viscount Mansion welcomed a pair of uninvited guests.

Changsun Wuji and Changsun Chong.

In the north house.

Chang Sun Wuji looked at Tang Hao who was pouring tea for himself, and he suddenly frowned and said.

"Tang Hao! Old man's good nephew!"

"How can you be so reckless!"

"How can you accept such thankless things in such a hurry!"

While speaking, the wrinkles on Changsun Wuji's sad face seemed to deepen.

It can be seen that Changsun Wuji was very opposed to Tang Hao being the coach of the Beizheng.

The eldest grandson's empress died, his own nephew Li Chengqian was exiled to Qianzhou, and the relatives around him left one by one.

This old man, who was in his deceased years, was heartbroken, and he could no longer withstand the pain of separation.

Of course, although the selfishness accounted for more than half, Changsun Wuji wanted to keep this great Tang talent and to leave a line of strength for the Tang Dynasty.

Tang Hao put down the teapot, slowly propped up his thin arm, and said with a smile.

"Master Changsun, don't be angry, let me talk carefully."

Long Sun Wuji glared at Tang Hao angrily, and said angrily.

"What do you think? Do you have to go to Beizheng in such a hurry?"

Chang Sun Chong sat aside, staring at Tang Hao's seemingly innocent appearance, frowning slightly, and said in a deep thought.

"Brother Tang, it's not that I don't want you to fight for this military merit."

"Instead, now, your official title has reached the pinnacle of this young leader."

"If you do so, what do other veterans think?"

After that, Changsun Chong slowly moved up and said softly.

"Be careful to draw the suspicions of those generals, and be careful of the princes!"

After listening to this, a look of worry appeared on Changsun Wuji's anxious old face, and he patted the back of Tang Hao's hand and said.

"My nephew! It's time to converge!"

"Even if you have made military merit this time, your majesty promises you to be appointed as a nobleman, and those civil servants in the court will never agree to it!"

There are no outsiders here, and Changsun Wuji treats this Tang Hao as his own nephew.

Therefore, Changsun Wuji did not obscurely tell Tang Hao about these hidden rules in the court.

After listening to Chang Sun Wuji's reprimand, Tang Hao just smiled and nodded slightly.

After the two had finished speaking, Tang Hao slowly raised his head and said.

"What about Fenglang Juxu?"

The two people who were originally prepared to persuade Tang Hao, suddenly raised their heads when they heard the words Fenglangjuxu.

Shocked, stunned, shocked one by one appeared on their faces.

Seeing the two of them staring at him with wide eyes, Tang Hao said slowly with a smile.

"Your Majesty promised me in front of the generals."

"If I could destroy the East Turks and level the northern border in this battle."

"You can seal Zen Langxu Mountain."

silence.

There was silence in the whole house.

At this moment, the original thousands of words were swallowed by Changsun Wuji and Changsun Chong.

Both of them looked at Tang Hao with unbelievable eyes.

Fenglangjuxu!

This is the highest glory of the world's generals who are thirsty for knowledge!

Feng Chan Langxu Mountain, to be the second Huo Qubing in history!

This can be compared to the temptation to get a few rewards from a few ranks!

Tang Hao couldn't refuse such a temptation.

Even the military commanders of the past generations can't refuse!

There was a long silence.

Changsun Wuji moved his gaze to Tang Hao's face, and said first.

"What's the chance of winning?"

Tang Hao thought for a while and said confidently.

"Just stop the help of the Western Turks."

"It's 70% to 80% to win."

Hearing this number, Changsun Chong's face moved slightly, and he said when he played the trumpet, Changsun Wuji.

"Father, the winning side is not small! You can take a gamble!"

Changsun Wuji slowly leaned back in the chair, twisted his chin and beard, thinking carefully.

After a while.

Changsun Wuji slapped heavily on the table in front of him, shaking the three cups of tea to overflow a lot.

"Okay! This time, the old man will support you!"

Hearing this determined voice, Tang Hao's heart suddenly opened up a lot, cupped fist said.

"Then I would like to thank Lord Changsun first!"

"The Wenchen side..."

Changsun Wuji took the stubbornly directly, said.

"My nephew, let's prepare, the civil servants have their own veteran orders!"

Changsun Wuji, the head of civil servants, made a decision, even if this matter was completely decided!

Civil and military division.

The civilian officials of Datang often handled military supplies and grain.

Soldiers and horses do not move food and grass first, and a war is often impossible without the support of this civil servant.

Changsun Wuji glanced at Tang Hao and said.

"Not many people know about this! Don't go out in public."

"The old man's spy report reported that in the recent Chang'an City, a group of spies appeared to have entered the caravan and scattered around the imperial city.

Hearing this, Tang Hao nodded slightly.

Even if Changsun Wuji didn't remind him, Tang Hao would keep this matter secret.

If the Western Turks learn about the Great Tang Army’s expedition, even if they speed up their aid to the Eastern Turks, they will even intercept and kill this Datang team on the grassland.

If that time comes, the battle will become stalemate, and even face the risk of defeat, then it will be troublesome!

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