Hearing this, Zhang Han couldn't help but frown slightly.
Although his desire to make contributions was not as strong as that of Zhu Ben and Jia Taisui, this trip to northern Xinjiang was not just for fun. Naturally, he was eager to make some achievements.
"Old Li, what's going on? Can you tell everyone?" Suddenly, Zhang Han caught a glimpse of Li Changkong from the corner of his eye, and saw that he was still carefree, with no trace of panic on his face, so he asked .
Hearing this, Li Changkong put down the half-filled teacup in his hand and said, "What are you in a hurry for?"
"This trip to Northern Xinjiang will definitely give you a chance to show off your skills!"
"Why did you say that?" Zhang Han heard the implication: "Did you see anything unusual?"
"It's not that I can see it, I just guessed my father-in-law's thoughts."
"As the King of Zhongshan, he can be said to be below one person and above ten thousand people in this great cadre. His status and status are extremely prominent!"
"When choosing a son-in-law, the first thing you look for is naturally not family background!"
"After leading the army for so many years, I have seen many brave men. Naturally, the most important thing is not force."
"So, after picking and choosing, there is only one left who can lead the army!"
"You asked me to come here this time, no doubt because you wanted to take the exam."
"It's not that we won't be allowed to go to the battlefield, it's just that the time has not come yet and we can't find a suitable opportunity."
"Just wait patiently."
"As for the lack of attention these days, it must be because they want to kill our spirit."
When Zhu Ben heard this, he was still a little uneasy and asked: "Old Li, are you right in your guess?"
Zhang Han dispelled his doubts and said: "If you don't believe it, just go out and fight with the Beiyuan people yourself."
"When will the things that Lao Li said not be allowed to pass?"
When Zhu Ben heard this, he was a little embarrassed: "That's true."
Bang bang bang!
As soon as Zhu Ben finished speaking, someone knocked on the door. Without waiting for a response, he pushed the door open and entered.
It was the middle-aged general who placed them on the first day!
This man was about forty years old, but he was all muscular, with a long sword on his waist. His appearance could not be said to be good-looking, nor could he be said to be ugly, it could only be said to be ordinary.
But those eyes showed perseverance.
After Jia Taisui saw this person, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Among the four, only he could detect the vague and vague evil aura on the middle-aged general in front of him!
This kind of momentum can only be cultivated by killing countless people!
When facing them, he was quite restrained.
Otherwise, if they were all released, it would be extremely shocking.
"I've seen the general!" The four of them stood up together and saluted.
"No need! The general has new arrangements for you." The middle-aged general said in a low tone, as if he had the calm before the storm.
When Zhu Ben heard this, he was overjoyed.
Okay! Lao Li really guessed it right! The turning point came so quickly! I can finally go on the field to kill the enemy!
"General, don't worry. When we get to the battlefield, our soldiers from Qianlong Camp will fight hard to make sure the barbarians of Beiyuan never come back!" Zhu Ben said hurriedly.
When the middle-aged general heard this, he said expressionlessly: "The general has an order to send you to get supplies."
"Receive... to receive food and grass?" Zhu Ben was stunned on the spot.
"General...General?" He wanted to ask again, but the middle-aged general had already turned around and left without stopping at all.
So he could only turn his resentful eyes to Li Changkong.
Li Changkong was helpless when he saw him, so he could only say: "Wait!"
It's no wonder Zhu Ben was so angry. As the name suggests, this grain supply team is a team that handles grain transportation.
Generally speaking, it is assigned to the battalion with the lowest combat effectiveness.
But their Qianlong camp is the elite of the Royal Forest Army!
Now that he was sent to do such a thing, not to mention Zhu Ben, even the many soldiers in Qianlong Camp would be dissatisfied if they knew about it.
…
The middle-aged general pushed open the door and walked in. The King of Zhongshan, wearing a handsome robe, was looking out the window, his eyelids slightly sunk.
"How?" A majestic voice came from the mouth of King Zhongshan. He turned around, revealing a handsome face.
Even though he is old, looking at his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and even his somewhat feminine face, can still make people think of that kind of noble young master who has no power to restrain a chicken.
But in fact, King Zhongshan was a 1.9 meter tall man covered in tendons.
When other people have such a face, they are naturally happy.
Only he is bored!
If you charge on the battlefield with such a face on weekdays, not only will you have no deterrent effect, but you will easily be ridiculed by the enemy generals.
So every time he goes to the battlefield, he will wear the Shura Ghost Mask.
Over time, even among his own troops, very few have seen his true appearance.
The middle-aged general Zheng Lun in front of him is one of them!
He is a veteran who has served in Shanhaiguan for more than ten years. He has relied on military merit to reach his current position. He can be regarded as the absolute confidant of the King of Zhongshan.
"I'm naturally unhappy." Zheng Lun said honestly.
"General, I don't understand. They just arrived and are full of energy. Why not let them go directly to the battlefield?"
"When the energy wears off, I'm afraid our combat effectiveness will not be as good as before."
Hearing this, King Liu Gong of Zhongshan shook his head and said, "You only know that they are very energetic, but you don't know that they are also very arrogant!"
"Especially my son-in-law, the newly crowned Cavalry General. How can he not be arrogant when he succeeds at a young age?"
"You must know that arrogant soldiers will be defeated. Letting them go to the battlefield at this time is tantamount to seeking death."
"It is better to wait ten or twenty days to temper your pride than to go to the battlefield and lose your life later."
"In addition, since Tuoba Khan came to power, military discipline in the Northern Yuan Dynasty has gradually become stricter, and there are fewer and fewer small groups of troops going south to plunder."
"When large groups of troops compete, there is too much variability, and it is not suitable for them to experience."
"Since the time has not come yet, we have no choice but to ask them to wait."
"The general is far-sighted! The last general is ashamed of himself!" Zheng Lun thought for a moment and felt that King Zhongshan's method was good. However, due to his taciturn temperament, he just praised it without saying much.
"General, do you want to take this opportunity to try out that boy from the Li family?"
Hearing this, King Zhongshan nodded, looked out the window, and sighed: "I hope Zhaoyang has found a good home."
After Zheng Lun was silent for a moment, he said: "The last general requested to be transferred to the Qianlong Camp and charge with them!"
King Zhongshan looked at him and smiled: "Do you want to guard that kid for me?"
Zheng Lun didn't speak, but his silence showed his attitude.
"That's not necessary. When the two armies are fighting, you can lead one army and support it on the flank."
"In this northern border, if I am determined to protect someone, no one can kill someone under my nose!"
"Unless...then Tuoba Khan comes in person!" King Zhongshan's domineering power was undoubtedly evident in his words.
Hearing this, Zheng Lun was silent for a moment, then nodded: "No!"