Chapter 222

"Don't even talk about it. We've been discussing whether to fight or not, whether to send troops or not for so long, and we haven't discussed a countermeasure. If we go on like this, people will hit us, and we'll TMD discuss and discuss a fart." Zhao sphincter patted the table and stood up and said.

"Don't worry, brother Zhao. In my opinion, we don't have to worry. What should worry is the opposite side. Let's wait and see what happens and wait for them to attack first. Then, we wait for work and do them a vote." Zhao Tuo, an old ghost, gave you a white beard on your chin.

According to the date of birth, although he looks older, Zhao Kuo is still hundreds of years older than him.

"It's a waste of such a good opportunity to fight half over. You're waiting for rest. No wonder you always lose the war." Li Chengliang scolded angrily, pointing to the noses of several people.

"Oh, where's the woodlouse, grandchildren's sticks, ah, you dare to point out the art of war in front of Grandpa, the dog you raised, your old family to eat, and his mother has a face to say that we." Li Jinglong rebuked.

Their family is the Marquis of the Ming Dynasty. If it weren't for Li Chengliang's trouble of raising bandits and taking advantage of Nurhachi's wild boar skin, his old Li family is still the Marquis of ten thousand years. Can you not hate Li Chengliang?

"Two, two, don't quarrel first. Let's abandon our leisure first and be consistent with the outside world." Zhao Tuo said.

"Well, good," replied Li Chengliang, an old fox.

But Li Jinglong, a young and strong young man, couldn't hold his anger and still scolded angrily.

"Brother Zhao, as far as I can see, I'm afraid the underground government can't do it now. Darling, I have 100000 troops and complete guns. We can't stop it." Zhao Tuo took a breath and said.

This guy doesn't fight very much. In history, if he sees a bull on the other side, he will vote on the other side.

"That's a bad word. There are millions of soldiers in our underground. Why are you afraid of just an anti thief?" Li Chengliang said repeatedly with his chin beard.

"Fuck you, millions of soldiers, tell me how much free pay you bastards have received? It's enough to add up to 300000. It's estimated that those who can fight will not exceed 100000, and the elite inside will have to be discounted. Tell me, how can we fight?" Zhao Kuo angrily scolded.

He came to the Warring States period, but all the people were soldiers. Although Zhao guona's 400000 army was large in quantity, its quality was not bad at all, which is comparable to the quality of today's army.

He hated the people of the Ming and Qing Dynasties very much, because the habit of eating empty rates was carried forward by the two dynasties.

At the time of the Warring States period, there was no pay at all. Even soldiers in war brought their own weapons and dry food to fight.

"Lao Zhao, you're blind. I'm afraid you didn't eat any free pay? Where was your 400000 army at the beginning? Is there 50000 now? I'm afraid you can't fight more than 20000 inside?" Li Chengliang sneered.

Zhao Kuo blushed and had to sit down angrily.

"Your Majesty, King Yue, if you surrender, do you think the hell will be defeated?" Li Jinglong asked.

"Well! Well, I'm not sure. After all, the underground is big and deep-rooted, and it can't be discounted so easily." Zhao Tuo said with a wisp of beard.

"Then what the hell are you TND talking about?" Li Chengliang immediately sneered.

"Shit, I think your boy is shit. I can tell you, you're yelling at me and I'll kill you." Zhao Tuo, king of South Vietnam, lost his temper.

There are tens of thousands of soldiers under his hands. If he wants to do it, Li Chengliang's 1000 soldiers are really not good enough.

Because, the 1000 cavalry, which can really fight, is estimated to be 200.

Li Chengliang retracted his head. Compared with these big families, he still seemed a little unqualified.

Li Jinglong giggled and threw a contemptuous look at Li Chengliang. Hey, fight with us. There will be some soldiers under his hand first.

"Lao Zhao, in my opinion, let's just do it alone." Zhao Tuo was not afraid to frighten these people when he patted the table.

"Ah!" everyone shouted in surprise.

"This is not very good," said Zhao Kuo hesitantly.

"What's wrong? I tell you, it's comfortable to be a king. I've been a king for decades and haven't been addicted enough." Zhao Tuo, king of Nanyue, said to the people with his eyes shining.

"Shit, you old man wants to be a king yourself. Where have you put us?" Li jinglongdang scolded even if he spoke, he still has 50000 military households who can dig up the fields. If you put together, you can put together 100000 troops. Although the combat effectiveness is scum, it is also the right to speak.

Just as they quarreled, he Feng came to the open space with the spirit of 100000 troops.

Souls have no need for roads, because they are not entities. They only need a space and can stay there.

They are now floating neatly in the open space beside the Nu River.

Here, perhaps once the place where they set out, now they are back here.

In the distance, several generals in the underground were struggling whether to fight, surrender or stand on their own.

And they are all thinking about whether they should go home and have a look.

However, on second thought, after decades, what can you see when you get home??

Parents' graves, or have long disappeared from their homes.

They hesitated and died so long that they knew their situation long ago.

Now, they have fulfilled their wishes and returned to their motherland, that is, their own home. Their hearts are slightly satisfied, but what they want more is to go home and have a look.

Even if it's just looking at a pile of old-fashioned people in front of the house, even if it's a look at the ruins of the house and the solitary graves of their parents.

All want to go back and have a look.

At this time, the officer with two stars and one bar walked out of the crowd.

His hands pressed down slightly, and the noisy crowd suddenly stopped. Just as the buzzing sound was ringing through the field, it had disappeared.

These dead heroes still retain their instincts, the instincts of strictly trained soldiers and obey orders.

The two-star and one bar officer walked up to He Feng and slapped. The two-star and one bar officer solemnly saluted He Feng.

Immediately, the whole field and 100000 military souls entered a solemn military salute to He Feng.

With a slap, the arm rested on the trouser leg, and the sound was louder than thunder. 100000 troops and 100000 military souls spoke their most solemn gesture of gratitude.

He Feng didn't move, but the two-star and one bar officer made a move.

He took a few steps, and then his soul rose in the air.