"You can be sure that five hundred people will defeat three thousand people."
"I remembered what one of my captives said, the wolf never cares about the number of sheep. It only takes an hour."
"Bah, if you brag and don't write a draft, you won't be able to catch three thousand pigs in an hour."
"These days, sometimes people are worse than pigs."
"When will we set off?" Yang Fan asked.
"Let's go right away. Soldiers are very fast. We set off overnight and can catch up with them tomorrow." Xiao Niangpi said.
"It doesn't take tomorrow. If we march for half an hour and twelve miles, we can arrive at Yangliuqing Town in five hours. It's dawn at that time, and they are sleeping soundly. It's just the right time to catch a turtle in the urn." Yang Fan said.
Normal people walk at a speed of four kilometers an hour and eight kilometers an hour. An army marches at a rapid speed, carrying 20 kilograms of equipment and luggage, six kilometers an hour and twelve kilometers an hour.
Yangliuqing is one hundred and twenty miles away from Tanggu, which is 60 kilometers. It can be reached in five hours, which is ten hours, but it takes an hour of rest before entering the battle.
It's only afternoon now. If we assemble and set out immediately, we can arrive at two or three o'clock tomorrow morning. After resting for an hour, we can launch an attack at dawn.
Yang Fan went out and asked Ming Yan to convey the order, and everyone gathered urgently.
After a while, the military bugle sounded.
The regiment trainers and servants who were feasting and drinking, as well as the iron factory workers who had received military training, immediately threw away their bowls and chopsticks, gathered tightly in a hurry, arranged their military appearance, and then lined up in small teams.
Zhang Gada yelled at them to stand up and count. Team after team ran back to the car shop to get equipment.
The team members were so well-trained that the people at the shipyard were stunned.
Tu Shanyue knew that this was the unique command method of Xinghe Tuanlian. The trumpet was played when getting up, eating, and gathering. Sometimes a bugle was used when launching an attack, and sometimes a whistle was used. When retreating, a gong was used.
Yang Fan came back, walked up to Xiao Niangpi, looked up and down her figure, and said, "You must be wearing thermal underwear under your clothes."
A red cloud appeared on the little girl's face, but strangely, for the first time this time, she didn't scold him or beat him.
"Why are you asking this?" Xiao Niangpi asked in a low voice.
Yang Fan turned around and took out a set of white underwear from the large trolley suitcase. They were also worn close to the body like thermal underwear. They were obviously new, and the plastic packaging had not been torn off.
Xiao Niangpi knew it was new, it was like this when she got the thermal underwear from Yao Guang.
"Why did you give me this, you idiot? Don't you know that you can't just give this intimate clothing to me?" Xiao Niangpi blushed and wanted to beat him up to make him think less of her, but when she thought about him coming from the mountains
He might have been ignorant of worldly affairs, but I suddenly felt sorry for him.
But his eyes couldn't stop drifting towards that set of underwear.
The one Yaoguang got was black, and this one is white. He knew that accepting it in this way meant that he was scorning himself, but he still had some expectations in his heart.
"Oh, I forgot, I'm sorry, I'm a little rude." Seeing the shy look on the girl's face, he remembered that in this era, giving women underwear casually is tantamount to being a hooligan.
He quickly explained: "This is not underwear, this is armor, called dragon scale armor. It is very expensive. I bought it based on your measurements, but I never had the chance to give it to you."
The little girl gave him a rollicking look, as if to say, you think I'm a fool! A scumbag.
Yang Fan had no choice but to see her misunderstanding, so he put his underwear on the table, pulled out the blunderbuss, blew out the fuse, and poked it on the fire door.
"No!" The little girl suddenly became anxious when she saw that Yang Fan wanted to shoot this set of underwear with a musket. Did this bastard get angry and want to use a musket to prove himself? What a pity for this set of underwear.
Bang! A gunshot.
The lead bullet was like a hit, the smoke dissipated, and the underwear was intact. In a small crater made by the bullet, a deformed lead bullet lay there.
"Hey, how could this happen?" Xiao Niangpi said in surprise.
She rushed over and picked up the deformed bullet, and found that although her underwear was wrinkled, it was not damaged at all. She picked up her underwear in surprise and saw that a hole had been punched through the plastic bag, but the clothes were intact.
"Bows, arrows, swords and guns can also be defended. They cannot pierce or cut down." Yang Fan said from behind.
Xiao Niangpi took out a dagger from her arms. The dagger was less than a foot long. The handle and scabbard were decorated with gold and studded with rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and turquoises. The style looked like those from Arabia.
Style, you can tell at a glance that this is an extremely valuable weapon.
Tu Shanyue gently pulled out the dagger, a cold light flashed, and layers of fish scale patterns appeared on the blade, stretching like waves, very beautiful.
Yang Fan has been going to Guns and Roses a lot recently to study ancient weapons, and he recognized it at a glance as a very rare ancient weapon - a Damascus steel sword.
There are a lot of good things in my little girl.
With a flash of cold light, Xiao Niangpi slashed the underwear with a knife, and the plastic bag broke silently, leaving no damage to the clothes. Xiao Niangpi suddenly became excited and stabbed and scratched several times, but no damage was found on the clothes.
She was immediately ecstatic. There was such good soft armor in the world. It was so light and close-fitting that it couldn't be seen under clothes. Moreover, it was so beautiful that she couldn't find the right word for it. She didn't know the word "sexy" yet.
The little girl was so excited that she wanted to pull Yang Fan over for a kiss.
This piece of clothing is a priceless treasure and there is no place to buy it. Although the master and servant Yang Fan are full of mystery, they shocked themselves last time when they appeared out of thin air.
But Xiao Niangpi can feel Yang Fan's concern and love for her, so she trusts her intuition and never distrusts Yang Fan because there are too many mysteries in him.
"You put on your clothes first. We'll set off right away. I'll go down and prepare the horses." Yang Fan said and walked out.
The little girl hugged her underwear, her body was hot and her neck was red. She was touched that Yang Fan was willing to give such an expensive gift. This was simply a life-saving magic weapon given to herself on the battlefield. Its value is simply immeasurable.
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Tu Shanyue's mother died young, and her father gave birth to a younger brother. She always felt like an outsider at home. She hadn't felt this feeling of being cared about for a long time.
In fact, during the last battle on the rocky beach, Xiao Niangpi did not hesitate to go to Lin Yueru to borrow a boat and someone to prepare to pick up Yang Fan in an emergency.
Yang Fan was very moved and always wanted to buy something for his little girl that could save her life. In the end, he chose Dragon Scale Armor, a top-notch body armor produced by Beautiful Country and highly praised by politicians and big bosses from all over the world.
This soft armor is immune to all weapons of this era. Unless it is hit by a cannon, even the gods cannot save it.
When Yang Fan went out, he saw many servants standing outside with loaded guns and ammunition. He was very nervous. There was a gunshot in the house just now, and they almost didn't rush in.
Thinking that Tu Shanyue was inside, and Yang Fan repeatedly emphasized that he was not allowed to enter his house without orders, he resisted and did not rush in.
Yang Fan's current safety is no longer his personal problem. There are now hundreds of thousands of people in Zunhua who have interests in him.
There are at least thousands of people closely related to Yang Fan. His current livelihood depends on him. If something happens to Yang Fan, these thousands of people will not tear them apart.
"What are you doing here, why don't you prepare the horses? Don't bring too much baggage, just five days of fried noodles, and fill the kettles with cold water."
"Here," the servants immediately took action, performing their duties, and the yard was busy.
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Fan and Xiao Niangpi rode in front, followed by more than 500 people in four columns, marching all the way towards Yangliuqing Town.
