Chapter 93 Subtle

"So, your Yun family has long been strong, right?" Hong Chengchou kicked away the soft shoes sent by the servant, and still stepped on the blue brick floor with barefoot, looking a little angry.

"No, what is a strong soldier?

The King of Qin regards the world as strong soldiers and horses!

Huo Qubing's horse stepped on Yanzhi Mountain, and his troops were strong!

Ban Dingyuan's thirty-six cavalry outside the border area are strong and powerful!

Emperor Taizong of Tang came to the court to respect the "Tian Khan" as a powerful soldier!

The Emperor of Ming Dynasty killed the enemy thousands of miles away for the sake of strong soldiers and horses!

So, Han Xilou Shibo, Tang Biao iron pillar, Song Huiyu Axe, Yuan Cross-Leather Bag are the real strong soldiers and horses!

The rest are just ordinary people.”

Hong Chengchou looked at Yun Zhao dumbly for a while and said, "Don't you think killing more than 1,200 Jiannu is enough to go down in history?"

Yun Zhao laughed: "Your writing is good. When I sit on the throne of Shengjing, when you come to see me, you can help me record this in history books.

If you do something big, you always have to be praised by others to make some sense. It would be boring to brag about how powerful you are."

Hong Chengchou smiled and said, "Okay, if there is such a day, please allow Hong to hold the history books and kneel down to record the great meaning of the Lord."

Yun Zhao stood up and said, "That's all."

Hong Chengchou said: "Do you really think there is such a day?"

Yun Zhao said: "I have two sons under my command who killed Jiannu and six of them died in battle, which made me heartbroken."

Hong Chengchou grabbed Yun Zhao's arm and shouted: "Tell me clearly! You can't show off and then leave."

Yun Zhao sighed and said, "It's my fault. I thought that as long as the artillery fire was fierce, the soldiers would not have to wear heavy armor. I thought that as long as we could suppress the enemy at a long range, the soldiers would not have to leave the army to fight with the enemy in hand.

I underestimated the enemy's riding and shooting skills, I overestimated the intensity of my firepower, and after I slapped my head, I thought that the previous military formation was useless to my new army.

So, it was because of me that the soldiers had lost their battle. Soon, I was questioned by many people and life might not be easy."

When Hong Chengchou saw Yun Zhao's face was sad, it was not like making a falsification. Hong Chengchou patted Yun Zhao's shoulder and said, "It's already very good."

Although a certain family doesn’t know how you did it, it’s really good.”

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "Lantian County has never done this well, only doing better! Official, you know I am actually planning the world, but I want to minimize bloodshed, and I can't just smash the originally ragged world just because I want to plan for the world.

If the time is in me and the harmony is in me, I will make no mistake in my plan. If the time is not in me and the harmony is not in me, then I will continue to wait.

Don't worry, official, I really can't do anything that is really harmful to the world."

Hong Chengchou smiled and said, "Pig, if you really have a day to trample on the world, remember, don't let me go just because we have a good relationship. I am a soldier from the Ming Dynasty, and it is inevitable that I will die in the country."

Yun Zhao said: "There will not be this day. When our troops leave Guanzhong, there should be no country like Ming in the world."

Hong Chengchou watched Yun Zhao leave, sat under the eaves and pondered for a long time. He didn't stand up until the evening to look at the sunset that was about to fall, shook his head and said, "This is impossible!"

As soon as this sentence was said, Hong Chengchou regretted it again. He forgot to make a bet with Yun Zhao just now!

The quiet fallen leaves in Sun Chuanting's study can be heard.

He had been looking at the sunset outside the window for a long time.

The mottled sunlight shone through the thick leaves of the pomegranate tree and finally shone on his face. The white pieces and the black pieces made him look like an albino patient.

There was also a military newspaper on his desk, which clearly stated the detailed statement of Lu Xiangsheng's victory in Xiaoyaotan.

"Level 1,199?"

"Sixty thousand taels of silver?"

"How many deaths did Yun die in battle?"

"After Hong Chengchou, Lu Xiangsheng also defected to the Yun family?"

"Why didn't Yun's army rise up in the pass but use its precious forces in Guihua City thousands of miles away?"

"Why do people with such strength still have to bow down to the court, speak cleverly, and do so many fake articles?"

"The summer tax is paid in full, and the autumn tax has been completed by 60%. In the world, would that emperor of such a prefecture not like it?"

"Where should I go?"

"Forget it, take a step by step. When the Yun family soldiers leave Guanzhong, I will die in the battle at the top of the city."

Sun Chuanting made up his mind and picked up his pen to write a congratulatory document.

No matter who killed these Jiannu, it is an indisputable fact that Jiannu died. As long as Jiannu died, it should be a good thing for everyone to celebrate together.

"Six brothers died in battle..."

As soon as Yun Zhao said this, someone was crying in a low voice.

"The fault is that I am too self-righteous. If it weren't for our big advantage, we would have lost more brothers in this battle.

I will recite my mistakes, you will recite your mistakes, I will be self-righteous, and you will be too presumptuous.

We all thought our artillery fire was dense enough to think we could run the world, but this was not the case.

Our brothers are definitely not cold numbers, but people with warmth and life.

Now, because of our conceit, these six people have withered when the flower of life begins to bloom.

From today on, we must remember that our work will be directly responsible for the lives of fighting on the front line. Warriors can die in battle, but not in our mistakes.

I hope everyone can remember this.

In another seven days, the ashes of the soldiers who died in battle will return to Yushan. We will all send them a trip and repent to them."

Yun Zhao's words once again caused a lot of sadness...

Li Dingguo saw a group of red-eyed men and women coming out of the auditorium wrapped in big trees, and asked Zhang Guofeng strangely.

"What are they doing? A group of people gathered together and cried?"

Zhang Guofeng chewed the sweet potato in her mouth and said slowly: "I heard that in the battle of Xiaoyaotan, six people died in the Yushan people and injured more than 30 people."

Li Dingguo laughed and said, "Where is no one who can't die in war? It's pretentious. How many enemies died by the right way?"

Zhang Guofeng continued to bite the sweet potato and said vaguely: "One thousand two."

Li Dingguo's body suddenly froze, and he swallowed and said, "One thousand two? Isn't it wrong?"

Zhang Guofeng looked at Li Dingguo Road: "One thousand two hundred real Jiannu!"

"No..." Li Dingguo stopped halfway through his words.

"I want to meet these six gods who fight against two hundred Jiannu with one."

Zhang Guofeng said: "Lantian County dispatched three thousand troops, two hundred of the most powerful old thieves from the Yun family, and 30,000 refugees shaking flags and shouting around. Finally, 1,200 Jiannu were introduced into the ambush circle, which led to such a result."

Li Dingguo was stunned for a moment and said, "Is this why these people can kill 1,200 Jiannu at the cost of six people?"

Zhang Guofeng sighed and said, "There are countless meticulous works in cooperation, and countless strategists are constantly measuring the power contrast between the two, and everyone works together to achieve this goal."

Li Dingguodao: "No matter what, these 1,200 Jiannu will resist. The army will always fight. In this way, the dead are necessary. There is no reason to only allow you to kill me, so I will not be allowed to kill you. This is how the war is. It has been won. What are you doing with crying?"

Zhang Guozhu put the last mouthful of sweet potatoes in his mouth and pointed at the sad students vaguely, saying, "They think that one of their brothers is a big deal, and there is no need to worry about the death of ten thousand enemies."

Li Dingguo nodded and said, "Yes, I think so on weekdays."

Zhang Guofeng looked at Li Ding Guo Highway: "We don't move in this direction on weekdays, just talk.

Do you still remember what you said in the army - a person dies and a bird goes up to the sky, and never dies for thousands of years. Then, many people died in Fengyang..."

"It's interesting, I've finally been here. Guofeng, how do you know these things?"

Zhang Guofeng said angrily: "How many classes have you attended in the past seven days?"

"Three Festivals, what's wrong?"

"That's just that I haven't attended the lecture."

"Will Yun openly say such a secret thing in class?"

Zhang Guofeng said: "The students here are all from Lantian. Who would tell me if you are in the same mood?"

"There will be guys who are stingy in the middle."

Zhang Guofeng widened his eyes and said, "Do you really think the students here will be clay-sculpted Bodhisattvas? These people are current school administrators and will become local administrators in the future. This place not only teaches "Guan Xue", but also teaches the study of things and knowledge, as well as the knowledge of Thais.
Chapter completed!