The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

Chapter 747 Slaves Are Jesters

Hearing the reprimand of the Qin army general, Datou gradually lowered his head.

When he first entered the barracks, because of the Prince's concern, he changed from an ignorant slave boy to a hard-trained one who was eager to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds to prove to the Prince that he was a warrior.

At the very beginning of the war, it was because of the opponent's brother that he became a fighter without regrets!

At the end of the war, he watched helplessly as the new army of slaves was dying, and his heart was numb.

He is not afraid of death, and even has some desire to die.

It is impossible to understand his feelings without seeing the corpses all over the mountains and the fields, or the **** battles.

So he could not be afraid of life and death, and when he arrived at the prince's camp, he wanted to ask a question for the dead soldiers!

But if it is because of this that he delays the pensions of his brothers, he will regret it when he dies.

But the more he did, the more struggling and uncomfortable he was in his heart.

He's just a slave, he can't think too much, he just needs an explanation.

Slowly, the big head curled up into a ball with tears streaming down his face, whimpering silently on the ground.

The general of the Qin army on the side was uncomfortable looking at it, so he could only comfort him,

"Listening to my brother's advice, dying in battle is a good destination, and the army's pension will go to those family members."

In the beginning, he actually looked down on these new slave army, but later, when he watched each other die in batches, he felt a little sympathetic.

It was the Fifteenth Army that came in the first place!

How much is left now?

In addition to the wounded barracks, it is still a question whether they can gather 5,000 people.

It was also because the slave army suffered too many casualties that he, a general from the frontier army, would talk more to the other party. .

Out of sympathy, not out of respect.

Otherwise, he would not be so close to the slaves. Such an idea is the idea of ​​the vast majority of Qin army generals.

One thing to say, General Han is too ruthless in employing people.

Hearing the comfort of others, Datou felt more and more aggrieved in his heart, saddened, and muttered,

"But why tell us that we are human, but don't treat us as human!"

This is the biggest pain in his heart!

When they were recruited at that time, it was said that they were from Daqin when they entered the army!

But after arriving in the barracks, just look at the weapons and equipment of the new slave army, etc., and other frontier troops... no, even the gap between the county and county soldiers, you will know how different it is.

There was a feeling of being deceived in him.

This time, General Qin Jun couldn't help blushing, and he was the same.

Just when he wanted to comfort him a few more words and sent the other party back to the camp, there was a gentle voice from the side,

"Because of need."

Hearing this voice, both of them shuddered.

The Qin army general raised his head and saw Zhao Lang and the unhappy slave standing in front of them.

The general of the Qin army suppressed the horror in his heart and hurriedly saluted,

"The last commander has met His Royal Highness!"

How could he not be afraid?

Now everyone knows that the person behind this battle is the other side.

Such thoughts and power are second only to Your Majesty!

I don't know how much the other party heard.

Zhao Lang waved his hand and let the other party leave.

The general Qin Jun glanced at him with some worry, and then he left with a stunned head on the ground.

After the other party left, looking at the big head on the ground, Zhao Lang didn't pull the other party up, but sat on the ground with no image.

Then he said to himself,

"Big head, you saw that serial explosion, didn't you think it was amazing?"

"But I told you that those things are flawed, and they only work when they are used together. But the Huns will not be so honest. If they attack separately, we will be in trouble."

"Daqin can't afford it, and neither can the people in the frontier. Look, it's already midsummer now, and in a month, it'll be autumn."

"But how much food is grown in the Northland?"

"So, you must lure the enemy to go deep, which requires a price, and you are the price."

"Why? Because you haven't undergone much training, you don't have much combat power, and even the equipment you give to the frontier army is useless."

"How heavy is that halberd, can you handle it? And armor, shield..."

"And these all cost money. Daqin doesn't have time to cast so much soon..."

Zhao Lang sat on the ground, not looking at the big head, but looking at the distant scenery, like an old farmer, talking in detail.

The big head went from being stunned at first to being shocked. Later, he wanted to say something several times, but Zhao Lang didn't give him this chance.

In the end, it became him listening to Zhao Lang silently,

"Look, if I let the frontier army lure the enemy to sacrifice, can you make a strong counterattack when it's time to counterattack?"

"So, if I have to die, I can only choose this."

"Even if it were to do it again, I would still choose this."

At the end, Zhao Lang looked at the big head and asked,

"Can you understand?"

Datou was stunned at this time, and replied naively,

"His Royal Highness, I know."

"Just one last question I want to ask you."

Zhao Lang nodded.

The head suddenly asked,

"His Royal Highness, have you really regarded us as brothers?"

This sentence, he asked for those dead brothers.

Hearing this question, Zhao Lang's eyes couldn't help but feel a little sad, his brother, but he wanted these people to exchange their lives.

Sighing slightly,

"Shui, Jing, and Zhuo have all died in battle."

These slaves have only one code name.

Hearing Zhao Lang calling out the names of these people, the big head's eyes lit up slightly.

At least, the other party still remembers their names.

that's enough.

These slaves have never been very demanding.

Just need an explanation.

Nodding his head, he finally showed a smile and said,

"Thank you, His Royal Highness."

Then his hand had already touched his waist, and a cold light flashed suddenly.

The slave on the side was shocked!

He rushed towards Zhao Lang directly, wanting to block the way, and even more wanting to shout assassins!

Only he moved, and Zhao Lang on the side also moved.

It's just that the action is the opposite of the slave, kicking the slave directly, and then grabbing it towards the big head!

The opponent's weapon was not coming towards him, but wiped towards the opponent's own neck!

boom!

when!

There were two sounds in the air, and the slave fell to the ground screaming in pain, looking at Zhao Lang with a blushing face.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao Lang grabbed the big weapon and asked angrily.

Big head replied dumbly,

"At the end of the day, I will talk about the royal family with resentment, and even force you to question the secrets of Da Qin, which is a capital crime."

He is no longer the simple slave boy he used to be, and he still knows the rules of the army.

The information Zhao Lang told him was not something that a low-level officer like him should know.

Zhao Lang said fiercely,

"Just because you want to press me? Be honest with me! Don't hurt yourself! This is an order!"

"If you have any resentment in your heart, then hold your breath. All the unequal things in the Qin army in the future will be handed over to you people."

"If you are angry, send it to the officers who dare to insult ordinary sergeants!"

Qin Jun was not clean either, so it would be more appropriate for the big heads and the others to be the pickets.

Hearing this, Datou's eyes flashed a hint of disbelief, and then he asked with a little trembling,

"You won't kill me?"

Zhao Lang returned the weapon to the other party and said angrily,

"I don't have the habit of killing brothers! Get out and settle the survivors."

"Following the distribution of rewards for dead and wounded sergeants will depend on your supervision. If something goes wrong, I won't take your skin off!"

The big head was already bursting with tears at this time, and said loudly,

"Yes! His Royal Highness, the final commander will definitely complete the task!"

After speaking, he strode away, and now he has a new goal.

After the big head left, Zhao Lang sighed slightly, then looked at the slave who was still on the ground,

"Get up, this kick is also yours, and you must not call the shots for me in the future!"

The slave stood up in pain and took a breath of air, and replied,

"Yes, Master."

Zhao Lang then asked,

"Does it hurt?"

The slave squeezed out a smile and replied,

"It doesn't hurt. The master has been eating less recently. I will prepare more meals for you in the evening so that I can have strength."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang couldn't help laughing angrily.

"I don't think I have the strength, right? I'll try to kick you a few more times?"

Seeing Zhao Lang's smile, the slave hurriedly smiled and said,

"As long as the master is happy, the slave is willing to take more feet. Which foot do you think is more suitable?"

Having said that, the slave made a gesture to set his position.

Zhao Lang's smile was almost unbearable.

"Go away! I'm not afraid that others will give you the name of a jester~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Nuhun said indifferently,

"As long as the master is happy, then the slave is a jester, what does it matter?"

Zhao Lang laughed loudly this time.

"Okay, you slave, open the way ahead, and be more careful next time!"

The slave knew that this matter was over, and immediately led the way with a smile.

Just as he was about to make a few more jokes, a messenger hurried over and reported,

"His Royal Highness, the grassland is urgent!"

Zhao Lang took the letter, and after reading it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said to himself,

"Liu Bang still doesn't give up and asks to stay in the grasslands?"

(Ann)

(End of this chapter)