Chapter 48

"You? If anyone can clean up the Tule thousand outside, I'll take back what I just said."

Su Lu said lightly. He didn't pay attention to the generals who were at war. What's the use of being arrogant with me? He has the ability to be arrogant with the Tule cavalry.

A group of generals wilted in an instant. It wasn't that they didn't have anger. It was the guard camp against the thousand people team. They were really not sure to win it. Luo Chengxing, the Chinese military governor who went to war earlier, took himself in.

If you go up, you'll die. Who dares to go.

Old Rodo was angry. When turtle son scolded my soldiers, he scolded me. But look at these frustrated generals, the old man was helpless. These grandsons are not good at fighting. They can't even fight.

Deputy commander Xiao said in a helpless tone, "Su Lu, don't talk in vain. Tule's thousand people team is not easy. Your guard camp has just been established. Going to war is just death. Don't try to be brave."

Old Luo Du refused: "why, dare to talk big and dare not go to battle, Su Lu, if you dare not go to battle, I will punish you for the noise in front of the army and kill you, and Li Huaihua dare not say anything."

Su Lu hehe looked at him: "wait and see me go up and defeat the Tule people."

Seeing Su Lu go out, Luo Du waved to the pro guard team. Du Wei dodged out of the camp to monitor Su Lu.

Deputy commander Xiao opened his mouth to ease the embarrassing atmosphere in the big account: "well, everyone, let's discuss how to defeat the Tule thousand team. Let him be so arrogant every day, and his morale has fallen again and again. The next battle will be our disaster."

Luo Du also frowned. As the commander-in-chief of the first army, although his ability is not strong, he also knows that if he goes on like this, the defeat of Beizheng camp will happen sooner or later. However, these days, he has exhausted all the methods he can think of, and it is still useless. The guard camp has fought and lost against the thousand people team.

The generals looked at their noses and hearts again, like clay sculptures and wood carvings, motionless.

Rodo sighed. He felt as bad as being fed with shit. Nepotism is terrible! All these grandchildren were awarded the rank of general by giving money. None of them was superior by their fighting ability. RodU became more and more confused about how to fight the next war.

"Dong"

A head was thrown to the ground and made a dull sound. Su Lu came in with great strides and looked proud.

Today, I was lucky. As soon as I commanded the guards to pull out of the battle, the Tule people bumped into the center of the crab array and were stabbed to death by the long gun array.

Commander Tule was killed on the spot, and the Tule soldiers who lost their command were completely confused. With an assault by the Lancers, the cavalry were divided and surrounded. Except for one that broke the encirclement circle with the advantage of number of people, the rest were cut and killed.

The head of commander Tulle rolled a few times and stopped in front of Zhao Pu, the governor of Dingxiang army. On his bloody face, two eyes opened and stared at Zhao Pu, which made Zhao Pu feel cold for no reason.

The pro guard team was bending over to rodU and whispered a few words. RodU's eyes changed when he looked at Su Lu again. Well, his expression was as uncomfortable as eating shit twice.

Vice Marshal Xiao stood up, went to Zhao Pu, squatted down, picked up his blood stained head with his hair and looked at it carefully.

"Tut Tut, it's really Tule commander she Gutu. This boy fought bravely, broke down six or seven guard camps, and finally fell into our hands."

"That's nice!"

Vice Marshal Xiao's face twitched, and the whole person trembled. He couldn't be excited.

Luo Du looked at Su Lu, his face turned cloudy and sunny, and finally said, "although I'm very upset, Su Lu, you defeated the Tule thousand team. My commander will practice what he said. What reward do you want?"

Su Lu was not happy when he heard the speech: "what reward do I want? Of course, it's the money given by being promoted to the rank. It's really not good. You have to satisfy me with these three?"

The governors around are so confused that they can say it so directly, okay?

Zhao Pu despised Su Lu. It's too vulgar. Just think about it in his heart. It's bad to say it directly. No, I have to find a chance to teach him this etiquette later. By the way, I'll ask how to defeat Tulle's cavalry team with the infantry.

Rodo's face was as black as potstickers. He almost threw out the chess and card arrows he was holding in his hand. The rebellious general and colonel had seen him a lot, but he was as shameless as Su Lu. He really didn't notice it.

"It's impossible to be promoted to the rank of nobility. You can be rewarded with some silver. Come on, go to the big warehouse and take 10000 Liang and give it to lieutenant Su Du."

"Only 10000 liang?"

Su Lu was reluctant. Is this amount a little too small? You know, he defeated a team of thousands and captured several kilograms of gold.

Rodo waved like a fly: "twelve thousand taels, no more. Go quickly. Now I see you, the meat hurts and the liver hurts."

Su Lu smiled and followed the herald. He went to the big Treasury and paid 12000 liang of silver. Then he slowly returned to the baggage camp.

A group of guards waiting for news in the baggage camp gathered around and asked expectantly:

"Duwei, whether the marshal will give us an additional officer or a medal, we can't just give some verbal rewards."

"I think it's Jin Xun. The commander can't promote our Duwei. If the general of Huaihua doesn't nod, our guard camp can't be promoted."

"You can't increase your rank, and you don't have a medal. You're oppressed in this battle."

A group of guards talked and discussed in a bad mood. They just defeated the Tule people in one fell swoop, and their excitement was gone.

Su Lu said something to the guards who pulled the silver cart. One threw a few copper coins and drove them away.

"There are ten thousand taels here, ten taels for each of the brothers, and five hundred taels for each of the brothers who died in the war."

Li Kun said with an unfair face: "second brother, this division is not enough. The living brothers divide 8000 Liang, and if 21 die, it will cost 10500 Liang. This is not enough."

Su Ping, who was fumbling in the silver box, was not calm for a moment. He took the silver and couldn't believe it: "so we lost money after a war. It's better to suppress bandits and make money in Beiyang?"

Han Shang next to him nodded with emphasis. It was this reason.

Su Lu was speechless. It was so special that even the brothers' pension was not enough. He lost money in the war this time.

Ma Dan, I won't do such thankless work in the future. I'd better continue to transport grain.

"Don't look at it. Pack up and get ready to go. Let's continue to transport grain and wipe out all the bandits in Beizheng. We can earn some money to send our brothers on the road."

All the guards agreed and turned around one after another. They cleaned up their armour and urged the civilian men in their charge to return to Beiyang.

Outside the crowd, Lao Wang, a civilian husband, asked the unhappy old cat curiously:

"Hey, brother, how much pension money do you have for the death of a guard? Only 21 people died, how can it cost more than 10000 Liang. I've been with many guards. Hundreds of people died and injured, and I don't have so much pension money."

The old cat gave Lao Wang a white look: "you know a fart. Those officials drink soldiers' blood and pay. We Duwei are a good man. We each pay 500 liang of silver."

"Five hundred Liang"

Lao Wang was not calm. He rubbed his hands, looked left and right, lowered his voice, and asked the old cat, "brother, do you want more people? I can drive horses and take care of animals. I can't. I can pour you a urinal."