"Farewell, from today on, the treasure bow, dragon and eagle will be yours!"
After entering the tent, everyone had not yet recovered from their shock. Li Wenhao stood in the middle of the tent, facing everyone, and spoke loudly.
With one sentence, the generals finally calmed down a little, and then became agitated again.
The look in his eyes towards Zhebei changed from curiosity to jealousy!
Although the purple gold knife is precious, it is only a knife for eating meat and cannot be used to fight on the battlefield.
For generals, it is not a real weapon.
The Treasure Bow Dragon Eagle is different. It was a divine weapon that was famous throughout the Great You Dynasty. It is said that the Dragon Eagle used to be of the sixth level, but later the bow string was cut off on the battlefield.
After re-matching the bow string, the level dropped to level five. Calculating from this calculation, Bao Bow Dragon Eagle should be level five and a half, or almost six levels.
Exchange a purple-gold meat-eating knife for a true Xuan Weapon that is close to the sixth level, and you will make a lot of money!
"I will finally thank you Lord Marquis!"
Zhebie was overjoyed when he heard this, his face flushed with excitement, and he quickly knelt down on one knee to salute.
Although the Treasure Bow Dragon Eagle is in his hands, the ownership rights are still in Li Wenhao's hands.
In name, he is only on temporary loan.
But it's different now. With Li Wenhao's words, the bow, dragon and eagle will truly belong to him from now on.
A magic weapon that could be passed down to his son had completely different meanings than a borrowed magic weapon. How could he not be grateful.
"Get up, you deserve this!" Li Wenhao helped Zhebie up with a smile, turned around and sat on the main seat.
With his fifth-level strength and mental power released, the two adjacent tents were so close and there were no walls. How could they not know what was going on?
Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, he felt very proud.
If you give my daughter a purple gold knife, I will give you a real fifth-level mysterious weapon.
What is atmosphere? This is atmosphere!
Rich dad will never give up!
It’s also a good talk to spread out!
We, Li Wenhao, are so awesome at what we do. If anyone knows about it, they should give it a thumbs up and give it a thumbs up.
"General Zhebie, you want to treat me!" Qiao Lang, who had just arrived, his face and eyes were full of envy.
When Zhebie first came here, he was poor, had injuries on his body, and was no more than fourth level.
But now?
In a short period of time, following Li Wenhao, not only was his strength promoted to the fifth level, it was even higher than him.
Now that I have the Treasure Bow Dragon Eagle again, I feel so sad that I can't even mention it.
"General Zhebie, I made a mistake. It turns out you are the smart one!" Kuroda Ya came up and grabbed Zhebie's hand. He looked like he wanted to become his disciple.
When the generals heard this, they all nodded in agreement.
A purple gold knife, exchanged for a real fifth-level mysterious weapon, where can I find such a good thing?
At the same time, I was also very depressed because I didn’t have a high-level treasure that I could give away.
It seems that we should pay attention to collect it. If we really find it and give it to the young lady, wouldn't it be a fifth-level magic weapon?
There is no fifth-level one, but a fourth-level one will do!
We don’t ask too much!
"Everyone, sit down and let's talk about business now!"
Li Wenhao raised his hand to signal and asked everyone to sit down. The previous tent was used as his dormitory. The place was not big and the layout was simple and warm.
This tent is different. It is much bigger and simpler. It is just some ordinary seats and a fire pit in the middle. It seems that the temperature is not very high.
Everyone sat down and looked at Li Wenhao with admiration.
A majestic prince would give up his tent to a newly adopted adopted daughter. Not everyone can do this.
"I have just sent people to send new orders to Cao Shengfei and Ma Yidao.
Cao Shengfei's front cavalry battalion did not need to wait for dawn, and immediately attacked the Sha Clan army camp outside Shacheng. After annihilating it, they approached the direction of Qingzhu City and joined Ma Yidao's left cavalry battalion.
If Tian Guang Jiuhe in Qingzhu City sends troops to Mocheng, they don't have to intercept them and can take the opportunity to attack Qingzhu City.
Tian Guangjiuhe didn't move in the city, and neither did they.
Tian Guang Jiuhe marches in the direction of Tianxing City, let him go, we can just take Qingzhu City, what do you think of this arrangement?"
"Master Hou, what if Tian Guang Jiuhe and Kimura Ershu, who went to Tianxing City, join forces and attack Shacheng?" Qiao Lang asked.
Li Wenhao pondered for a moment and then continued: "When Tian Guangjiuhe received the news that Mocheng had been lost, the most likely thing was to immediately lead troops to counterattack Mocheng.
We now have a city to defend, we are not afraid of his tornado, and we have the devil's vine as our trump card.
If he dares to come, he will probably lose his life here.
If he stayed in Qingzhu City, he would also die.
The only way to survive is to go to Tianxing City, join up with Kimura Ershu, capture Tianxing City, and get in touch with their people in the Giant Rakshasa Empire.
If you are really not afraid of death and come to attack Shacheng, then that is exactly what I want!"
"Master Hou is right, I think so too!" Zhebie was in high spirits and was the first to speak in agreement.
Li Wenhao looked at this guy very speechlessly. Not three minutes after he recovered, the second disease occurred again: "You should set off immediately to help Cao Shengfei's forward cavalry camp.
With a quasi-level five marksman here, even if something unexpected happens, we can handle it."
"Master Hou is right, I think so too!" Zhebie stood up excitedly, clasped his fists, and left.
In the two sentences before and after, not a word has changed, and the meaning is clearly expressed, which is also amazing.
"Qiao Lang, you and your death camp will be temporarily stationed in Mocheng. When the coolies from the underground mines come up, select 10,000 people to set up a city defense camp."
Zhebie left, and Li Wenhao turned to look at Qiao Lang: "Mocheng is the same as before. The surrounding area is blocked for fifty miles and no one is allowed to enter or exit. The matter of the Xuan Iron Mine must not be leaked!
After a while, I will ask Li Rong’s new fourth battalion to replace you."
"General, take the order!" Qiao Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to take the order.
He didn't want to stay in this miserable place like Mocheng. Fortunately, it was only temporary and Li Rong's new fourth battalion would come to take over.
Li Wenhao was a little unhappy. He could clearly see Qiao Lang's expression.
It just so happened that he had a pile of hard bones waiting for the death camp to gnaw on, and he was not happy to let the death camp retire here.
Everyone talked about some military affairs, and gradually voices came from outside the big tent. Some people were crying, some were saying something loudly, and making a lot of noise.
At the same time, there was movement in the tent next to it. Several soldiers escorted a ragged woman into the tent.
I can still vaguely hear the little girl wiping her eyes and chattering.
People from the underground mine came up, including the little girl’s mother!
"Okay, if you don't have anything to add, just stop here today. The coolies below have all come up. Please work harder and make arrangements."
Li Wenhao stood up and waved for everyone to leave, feeling a little curious about the little girl's mother.
"Master Marquis, in order to keep these coolies secret, I'm not letting these coolies leave. I'm worried that some of them will cause trouble?" Seeing that Li Wenhao was about to leave, Qiao Lang quickly stood up and asked.
If Li Wenhao had followed Li Wenhao's cold-blooded style in the past, there would be no need to ask. But now that he is so kind to his newly recognized daughter, he feels a little unsure.
If you don't ask clearly, things will be difficult to handle later.
"It's making trouble. The swords of the Sha people can kill people, but our swords are rusty?" Li Wenhao stopped and replied coldly: "Tell them to eat and drink, and they can rest on the ground at night and continue mining underground during the day.
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After working for three years, pay them and let them go!"
"The Marquis is wise!" The generals stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. The Marquis is still the same as before and has not changed.
As for letting people leave after three years, no one takes it seriously. Either the Fire Crow Army will be strong enough by then and there is no need to worry about anyone knowing the secret of the Black Iron Mine.
Or, what if these people work for another three years?