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Yang Zhao looked at everyone, and suddenly smiled "Hey~" and stood up, raised his bowl and drank two sips of wheat porridge, and greeted, "Everyone eats. There is nothing to worry about. We only have three hundred mouths, but there are 300 Tubo barbarians. We don't have enough food, and even less enough Tubo barbarians. If we continue to support, we will definitely not be us." Then he grabbed the cake and took a big bite, and continued vaguely while chewing, "What's more, there are barbarians who can't kill for a lifetime. Ancient people have a poem that says: Ambitions are hungry to eat barbarian meat, laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns. There are a lot of Tubo barbarians outside. Everyone is worried about the heavens and the earth, but they don't have to worry about their belly. Come on, come on, let's talk about eating barbarians who are full."

"General, your words are not bad." Ouyang Si also stood up, but he said with a bitter face, "We are in the army and fighting, and we are doing this business of licking blood on the knife. Isn't it just to have a few meals? Everyone will charge you with you, go into the water, go into the fire, and go into the fire. That's all. It's just that eating the meat of the barbarians... 告 间 ~ General, please spare the young ones. Those Tubo barbarians, one by one, are they rough and tough, and they will be afraid that even their big teeth will collapse after one bite?"

As soon as this was said, all the scholars in the village couldn't help laughing loudly. The originally heavy atmosphere was immediately wiped out. Yang Zhao swallowed the Hu cake and raised his legs to kick Ouyang Sixu, and scolded: "Just count you for a lot of things. Be careful, don't let the Tubo barbarians take away the eater. After the battle, I will take everyone to Tai Chi Palace and let the imperial kitchen set the water mat, and you can eat for three days and three nights. Why do you have all the delicacies? Then you can't stand it. But in front of you... let's just do it first."

Everyone laughed again and shouted loudly. At that moment, "Xi Lihulu~" each lowered his head and drank the porridge. However, there were only those who had read a few books, such as Cao Er, who couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "The ambition to eat the meat of the barbarians, laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns. The general's two lines of poetry are really majestic, why have I never heard of it? What the ancients said? I don't know which ancients it was?"

Yang Zhao just said casually, and did not realize that he had already made another copy of the text. He swallowed all the food in two or two like the wind storing the broken clouds, rubbed his hands randomly on his clothes, but walked along the slope to the earthen wall, looking alone on the railing, and for a long time, he didn't say anything.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me, and someone followed me up on the earthen wall. But I heard Zhe Da's calm voice saying: "General, take advantage of the Tubo area that has not yet attacked, you should have a good rest and accumulate your strength. Just wait and let your subordinates do this."

Yang Zhao didn't look back and said lightly: "It's okay. Anyway, this battle is almost over now. My martial arts are better than you, so it doesn't matter if you support it for a while."

"Yes. It should be almost done." Zhe Da also looked up at the Tubo army camp in the distance and said, "The Tubo army has been unable to do anything to us for a long time. Most of them have felt hesitant and scared. General, do you see if the Tubo people retreat just now?"

"If the Tubo general was the one who led the army, they should have retreated at this time." Yang Zhao hugged his arms and said without moving: "However, the leader of the army this time was Nan Risongzan, the king of Tubo. This person can be regarded as a hero, with a very resolute personality and will never retreat easily when faced with setbacks. Although they are not moving at the moment, they must first shrink their arms back before punching someone, and they are just accumulating strength. This blow is either no, as long as it comes out, it will inevitably be...Shi Potian!"

"If this is the case, we may not be able to defend it anymore." Zhe Da gritted his teeth and suddenly knelt down on one knee, begging him: "General, we are fighting with the Han, and sacrificing our lives to fight is the duty, and it is nothing to fight it all. But General, you are a dragon son and a phoenix grandson, but you really can't do it, so you are here... General, take this opportunity, please leave quickly."

Yang Zhao smiled slightly and said, "Since I came out with you, I naturally have to go back with you. What's the matter if I escape alone? The emperor, the queen, the mother of the father, and the master Maha have never taught me this principle."

Zhe Da said anxiously: "General. I am in a hurry to follow the power. In this situation, no matter how high your martial arts are, it is difficult to turn the tide. Anyway, death is useless, so it is better to leave this useful body and avenge us in the future."

"In the future? Who can take care of so much about the future?" Yang Zhao said lightly: "Let's just just care about the things in front of you. Don't worry, although I will take you to the death, I don't want to die just like this. As long as I live for one or two days, things should turn around."

Zhe Da was stunned and then said happily: "General, do you mean... will reinforcements come?"

Yang Zhao said slowly in a deep voice: "There may be reinforcements. But... I'm not sure whether I can succeed. Even if I can come, I don't know if I can catch up. So the battle in front of me... can only rely on us to fight for it. No matter what, we can't live together and die together, so there is no need to say anything about me running away."

Since Yang Zhao had made up his mind, Zhe Da knew that he could not persuade the little prince. Since that was the case, he had nothing to say, so he could nod his head and stand up. But as soon as he pondered, he suddenly felt cold sweat on his back, and hurriedly bowed again, whispered: "I understand. General, I will keep those words just now secret and never let the three of them know."

If there were no reinforcements, the three hundred sharp men knew that today would only fight to the end until they were killed. So everyone could sacrifice their lives and might even be able to make a glimmer of hope. But if you knew that there were reinforcements, your vitality would be in full bloom, and even if the ambition to fight to the death was not eliminated, it would be difficult to maintain it. If the reinforcements that did not know whether they could form and when they could come to the battlefield, there would be no doubt that the three hundred sharp men who had lost the determination to burn their boats and ended up deadly and would have to be wiped out and would be irreversible.

Zhe Da knew it was powerful, so he was naturally frightened and sweated like a slurry. Yang Zhao didn't agree and just smiled faintly, "There is no need to be so nervous, get up. Besides, even if you want to say it, I'm afraid there will be no chance. Look there." As he spoke, he raised his hand casually and pointed out. Zhe Da looked in the direction of his finger. He saw that the smoke and dust were rising in the direction of the Tubo army camp in the distance, and he felt the ground trembling constantly under his feet. It was exactly the case that the army had set out. Look at this momentum, it was as if Yang Zhao said - if it didn't move, it would be a shock to the sky!

The degree of trembling on the ground was getting more and more intense. At first, only by paying attention could I detect it. Later, it was like a small earthquake, trampling the entire battlefield and shaking. There was no need to send out signals from the guard post. The remaining 200 soldiers in the village consciously picked up swords and guns and put on their helmets to prepare. Zhe Da looked solemn, and hurriedly bowed to Yang Zhao, and directly retreated to the village to prepare. The little prince didn't care either, but just pressed his hands on the wall, leaned forward slightly, and looked at each other intently.
Chapter completed!