C893 Barbarian Luo Huo

Sometimes, barbarians were like giant axes that could cut through worries. Luo Huo, the most famous violent martial general in Ryukyu, had already been holding back his anger. He did not understand why all the people under the Prime Minister's command were so scheming and constantly making calculations.

The young military students and experienced generals were fighting and fighting each other every day, so it was understandable that they would use these methods to train their military officers. However, war was not a math problem in the university's classroom, so if everything could be calculated, why would they need generals? Luo Huo returned home to hug his child.

"Prime Minister!" I, Luo Huo, am a brute, I have never thought of becoming a general like you, Xiao Hexin. I am just a blade in your hands, to be able to give me a command in the future is already the limit of my ability … "

"However, there is also a crude way of thinking. If you are willing to listen to me, then just say a few words. If you are not willing …" I'll drink this bottle of strong liquor in one gulp, then go to the corner and get some sleep! "

How could, who was holding a whole bottle of rum, possibly refuse? Seeing that the prime minister did not shake his head, Luo Huo lifted his head and took a big bite. Then, he took out a piece of ice from the ice bucket and started chewing.

"If you fight, you have to die; if you fight, you have to spend money; if you fight, you have to win and lose... This has always been a matter of course, but in these two years, I realized more and more that we have changed! "

"Xiao Hexin has changed, Sima Yun has changed, Wang Huaiyuan has changed, and Prime Minister has changed as well …" Even Dragon Lord would be willing to watch his students push each other around the sand table if he had nothing better to do.

"Is this still war? If everyone believes in deduction and calculation, what do we need generals for? Are there any miracles in the world that triumph over few? "In the future, you don't need to send any soldiers to fight between the two countries. You just need to get two groups of staff officers to stay in the sand room for three days. We'll just listen to whoever wins in the end …"

"The Prime Minister always says that the one who creates miracles is a man, not a dead thing. But why is it that you have become so afraid now? Back then, when I led a few hundred people to lead a hundred thousand of the Ryukyu's Han people to fight the Shimadzu Family, what did you plan to do? What sand table is there for you to deduce? "

"Don't forget what I meant!" Prime Minister, how could you forget your original intention from that year? " The duty of Luo Huo to speak righteously made Xiao Letian and everyone present blush a little.

That's right! It's only been a few years, how could he have forgotten about it? If he kept his mouth open and shut, it would mean he had ten years of wild ambition. It was as if he wouldn't be able to completely calculate all the changes that would happen in the future.

"I know that the Prime Minister is afraid of death, especially a senseless death. If you don't win in the end, you will have to pay for the lives of your brothers …"

"But have you thought about it, brothers are not afraid of death! Brothers, are not afraid of failure! Brothers, what we're afraid of is that we don't have any battles to fight! When that great hero of the world didn't know his place? When Ceng Guofan wasn't in dire straits? "Han Gao Zu was still a follower of the Overlord back in the day. He's already an emperor, and now he's been surrounded and taken to some other place …"

Xiao Hexin who was at the side hurriedly warned her in a low voice, "Bai Dashan... Liu Bang is being surrounded and forced to the top of Mount Bai! "

"That's right!" Luo Hu slapped his thigh, "Look at the big man's emperor going up the mountain for nothing!" Hm? Not... Why would he climb a mountain when he had nothing to do? "What does climbing a mountain have to do with losing a battle …"

Xiao Letian quickly changed the topic. "Continue, Luo Huo, continue talking. I've already understood what you're saying, continue talking …"

"Hey …" That's what I meant when I said it. Lord, don't always say ten years, depressing and depressing. Things like more count as more wins. This war is about loss and victory. What's there to be afraid of if you lose? Break your teeth together with your blood, swallow it down, and then charge forward and continue the fight! "

"So what if the enemies are strong? If a thousand is not enough, then I will have ten thousand. If a hundred thousand is not enough, then I will have a million …" As long as my lord, your future goal is correct, what is there to fear about a dead point? "What are you afraid of!"

With a "pa" sound, Luo Huo actually shattered the bottom of the wine bottle, "Didn't you already say that in the adult's class before! When the Europeans opened the The Age of Great Navigation, just the exploration of the sea alone took two hundred years, and countless people died! "Furthermore, the countries of Europe were in constant war and chaos. Their strength was also the result of the deaths of dead people …"

"Now if we want to surpass them, we have to prepare for more deaths. How can the Undead have the same world as you?"

His words had awoken the dreamer! Xiao Letian and the surrounding people were all startled, when had they ever heard Luo Huo speak in such a straightforward manner? These warnings were like sharp blades that cut off the weeds in people's hearts and saw the bloody hearts.

Xiao Letian was also weak. Although he possessed the Transcendent's ability to think ahead and understand history, he also brought about the same kind of weakness and gentleness that future generations would often have in their hearts.

It was precisely because he knew how difficult China's rise to prominence was, and because he knew how many lives had been lost on that altar, the pressure in his heart had not changed.

Luo Huo, Xiao Hexin, and the rest of the natives who were born and bred in the late stage of the Qing Dynasty did not have a burden like Xiao Letian at all. Everything was light, and they would come and go as they pleased.

Only Xiao Letian was different, he was like a warrior who had his hands and feet tied as he fought, the rope was his love, he truly loved this race from the heart, he really did not want China to repeat the miserable and bloody path they had taken in the past.

Life isn't a number in a computer game, it's a living person. There are parents, wives, children, friends, they have their own life and their own dreams. No one is willing to offer up their own lives as the altar of flesh and blood.

That was the reason why Xiao Letian had to simulate the move again and again. Every step he made required him to overthrow and rebuild the move countless of times. He wanted to simulate his opponent's attack patterns and find a way to break through it.

It was too tiring and the pressure was too great. Xiao Letian even felt that it was very likely that he would end up like Zhuge Liang, where he would die from exhaustion, exhausted from all the effort he had put in.

And today, Luo Huo's words had completely exposed the biggest weakness or scar in his heart. His bloody heart was throbbing right in front of his eyes, whether or not he could comprehend a breakthrough would really depend on himself.

Looking down at his hands, Xiao Letian's tears flowed down as he lamented in his heart, "You were originally the hand of a scholar who was typing on the keyboard in your office, how did you become the hand of a bloody butcher? "Just how many lives are you going to take with that long blade …"