Flags were waving in the camp, red flags were fluttering, and guards from all walks of life were standing in line. Under the leadership of generals from various places, they headed out of the camp in turn.
In the Chinese army tent, Fatty Zhao looked at Su Lu who was looking at the drawings. He raised and lowered his arms. After several times, he finally couldn't bear it and asked.
"Commander Commander, why don't you personally lead the army in such a battle? If something goes wrong, there is no way to explain it to Your Majesty. This is an army of 100,000, which is almost half of our Han army."
Lu Zhan, who was waiting next to him, laughed.
"General Zhao has not followed the prince for many years, so he may not understand the prince's strength. The prince commands the army and is invincible. The Tule barbarians are not worthy of the prince's personal action. The Princess leads the Feiniao camp to deal with the Rouran barbarians."
Su Lu put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "Why, you can't sit here any longer. You wanted to come and do some military exploits with me, but you didn't expect that I won't go into battle. You can't do your wishful thinking."
Fatty Zhao's forehead was covered with sweat, and he waved his hands and said:
"Commander, you are joking. I don't have any military merits. I am very satisfied if I can serve as the captain of this local government. I don't want to achieve any more military merits. I don't want to."
Su Lu raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Fat man, what's going on? What are you hiding from me?"
"In the past, whenever you lied, your hands and feet couldn't stop shaking and your face turned red. Why, you still haven't gotten rid of this problem."
"I don't have anything to hide from you, Commander-in-Chief."
Fatty Zhao kept talking, and finally, he couldn't help but knelt down.
"Your Majesty makes atonement. The general came here this time with the intention of achieving some military exploits. My son is fourteen years old and he is a naughty boy at home. I am afraid that he will get into trouble in the future, so I will bring him here this time.
If you have some military merits, even if something happens to you in the future, with military merits weighing on you, no matter how bad things happen, you can still save your life."
Fatty Zhao knelt on the ground and spoke without raising his head.
Su Lu laughed: "Then you should have told me earlier. We have been acquaintances for many years, so this little thing counts."
"What's your temperament like? If you are suitable, come to my Chinese Army and learn from me for a year. Then you can go to the martial arts hall to learn for two years. Military achievements will not be a piece of cake."
Fatty Zhao waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, Commander-in-Chief, this kid is useless. I don't dare to let him go to you. If it ruins your business, I, Fatty Zhao, won't be able to chop him off with ten heads."
Su Lu pondered for a moment and then gave the order: "Well, I will order you to be the envoy for the front army and be responsible for delivering military affairs between the army and the camp. Whether you can make meritorious deeds depends on you."
Fatty Zhao knelt on the ground again: "The general will have more commanders."
After kneeling down and thanking Su Lu, Fatty Zhao was unwilling to stay in the camp for a moment. He was eager to catch up with the former army. He stood in the camp and rubbed his hands back and forth, looking impatient.
Su Lu waved his hand, "Go ahead. I know you are eager to make contributions, so go ahead."
Fatty Zhao then said goodbye to Su Lu, left the camp, and led his sergeants to the camp.
Su Lu looked at Fatty Zhao's back and asked Lu Zhan next to him: "Lu Zhan, do you think what Fatty Zhao told me is the truth?"
Lu Zhan was stunned for a moment. He was just a rough military man. He didn't say anything in a fight. It looked like he was really not good at it. He didn't know whether what Fatty Zhao just said was true or false.
Besides, what the prince was asking about was that sentence. Fatty Zhao had said a lot just now, whether it was about having a son or about being eager to make contributions later.
Before Lu Zhan could figure it out, Su Lu continued:
"Pass on my military order and order Xiang Wei to collect all the information about Fatty Zhao's past for me, focusing on his son to see what he is hiding from me."
Lu Zhan took the order.
Su Lu picked up the book again, Fatty Zhao, Fatty Zhao, even if you committed a crime, what else can't you tell me?
Liangjiang area, north bank of Luojiang River.
At the head of Luojiang Prefecture, the Han army was in neat order.
Su Ping held on to the battlements and looked at the Luojiang River not far away. He saw countless battleships on the river, fighting against each other with the large ships of the Yingte people.
"Not to mention, this guy from Wenjiang is not good at land warfare. When it comes to water warfare, he is quite impressive. With dozens of small ships, he can fight against the big ships of the British without losing."
Li Kun next to him was wrapped in thick gauze, half of his shoulders were wrapped in gauze, and faint traces of gauze could be seen on the corner of his helmet. Hearing Su Ping's words, he squinted and glanced at the river.
"Everyone my second brother can look at is good, and Wenjiang is not bad either."
"By the way, Dong Ling's military order has been issued. If you refuse to carry out it, she asked her second brother for the military order. She will take care of you when the time comes. Don't blame me for not saving you when the time comes."
Su Ping sneered: "Take care of yourself. If you are injured like this, you don't have to disgrace your second brother."
"Okay, the Yingte people have retreated!"
"Well done to that boy from Wenjiang. Send the order and fire off cannons and crossbows to give the Yingte people some color."
"Flying Bird Camp, take off, send off the Yingte people, and give us a few more crossbows to show that we are hospitable."
On the river, the Mengchong battleships of the Yingte people began to retreat. The small ships of the Luo Jiang Navy bit the Mengchong battleships and fought hard for a while. After the city guard sent a signal, the small ships began to retreat.
The Han army flew out of the city, and the ballistas at the top of the city began to shoot crossbow arrows onto the river.
After paying the price of a Mengchong battleship, the Yingte people retreated in embarrassment.
"It's time for the British to ask for peace."
Dong Ling appeared behind the two of them at some unknown time and spoke.
Su Ping pursed his lips, and Li Kun chuckled:
"What do Captain Dong mean by these words? Although the Yingte people were defeated on both land and water, they are not easy to deal with. If our birds were not strong enough, they would not be defeated so easily."
Dong Ling looked at the two people with a smile: "News from Dingxiang Guards, the Yingte people had a dispute with Nanchu in the south of Qi State. Xiao Yan, the God of War of Nanchu, showed his power and defeated one hundred thousand Qi people and Yingte people in one battle.
The coalition forces, but in just ten days, half of the three southern prefectures of Qi State have fallen."
"The Yingte people's camp in the south of Qi State is in Mingzhou. Xiao Yan's army has broken through Lishui and is only five days away from Mingzhou."
"If the Yingte people want to protect their camp, unless they talk to us, I don't mind chasing them and giving them a bite when they withdraw."
Listening to Dong Ling's emotionless words, Su Ping couldn't help but shudder and lowered his voice and said:
"Captain Dong, if that's the case, then we won't talk to him. We'll just hold the Yingte people back."
Dong Ling shook his head: "As long as the Yingte people are willing to pay a price, I am willing to talk about it. The Yingte people can't defeat us, and Nanchu is no match for the Yingte army."
"Since Xiao Yan is a military god with the same name as the prince, let the Yingte people bring him out of his true form. Why is Xiao Yan named after the prince?"