Soldiers Card System

Fourth Prince Banner, the Han army camp.

Flags fluttered in the camp, red flags were deployed, and guards from all walks of life lined up, under the leadership of generals everywhere, they headed out of the camp one by one.

In the Central Army Tent, Fatty Zhao looked at Su Lu who was looking at the drawings, his arms raised and lowered, and after several times, he finally couldn't bear to ask.

"Supervisor, why don't you personally lead the army in such a battle? If something goes wrong, you can't explain it to your majesty. This is a hundred thousand army, almost half of our Han army."

The Lu Zhan who was waiting next to him laughed.

"General Zhao has not followed the prince for many years, and may not understand the strength of the prince. The prince is invincible, and the tule barbarians are invincible. It is not worth the prince to take action by himself.

Su Lu put down the book in his hand, and said with a smile: "Why, I can't sit still here, thinking about coming to join me in military skills, but I didn't expect me to go to battle, and wishful thinking can't fight anymore."

Fatty Zhao was full of sweat on his forehead, waved his hand and said:

"The superintendent, you laughed, I have no military merits. I am very satisfied if I can be the captain of this one-district Weifu. I don't want to make any military merits anymore."

Su Lu raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Fatty, what's the matter, what's the secret to me?"

"In the old days, as long as your kid lied, he couldn't stop shaking his hands and feet, his face was red and his ears were red. What? Now this problem has not been corrected."

"I don't have anything to hide from you, Commander."

Fatty Zhao Ai Ai said, finally, couldn't help but knelt down.

"The prince atones for his sins. At the end of his coming this time, he really has the idea of ​​making some military merits. My son is fourteen years old, and he is stubbornly messing around at home. I am afraid that he will get into trouble in the future, so I will bring him this time. If you have gained some military merits, even if something happens in the future, you will be able to resist your life if you have military merits."

Fatty Zhao knelt on the ground and said without raising his head.

Su Lu laughed: "Then you said earlier, we have been acquaintances for many years, and this is a big deal."

"How is your boy's temper? If it is suitable, come to my Chinese army and study with me for a year, and then enter the martial arts school for two years. Military skills are not a piece of cake."

Fatty Zhao waved his hands again and again: "No, no, superintendent, this kid is not a weapon, I dare not put him in your place, if you break your business, my ten heads are not enough for Fatty Zhao."

Su Lu groaned slightly, and then ordered: "Well, I will order you to be the envoy of the former army and be responsible for the military affairs between the army and the camp. It is up to you to do the merits."

Fatty Zhao fell to his knees again: "There will be more commanders in the end."

Kneeling to thank Su Lu, Fatty Zhao was reluctant to stay in the camp for a moment, desperately wanting to catch up with the front army, standing in the camp, rubbing his hands back and forth, looking impatient.

Su Lu waved his hand, "Go, I know you are eager to do your work, go."

Only then did Fatty Zhao bid farewell to Su Lu, and left the camp, taking all his sergeants to the camp.

Su Lu looked at Fatty Zhao's back and asked the land warfare next to him: "Lu Zhan, you said that Fatty Zhao told me, is it true?"

Lu Zhan was stunned for a moment. He was a rough man in the army. He had nothing to say in the war. It depends on the person, he is really bad at it. The ghost knows that what Fatty Zhao said just now is true or false.

Besides, what the prince asked was the sentence. Fatty Zhao said a lot just now, whether he had his son, or was he eager to make contributions later.

Before Lu Zhan could understand, Su Lu continued:

"Through my military order, Xiangwei was ordered to collect some news about Fatty Zhao's past, focusing on his son, to see what he was hiding from me."

The land warrior took the order.

Su Lu picked up the book again, Fatty Zhao, Fatty Zhao, even if you commit something, what else can't you tell me.

Liangjiang area, north bank of Luojiang.

At the head of Luojiang Mansion, the Han army is neat and tidy.

Su Ping supported the battlements and looked at the surface of Luojiang River not far away. He saw countless battleships on the surface of the river, and they fought with the British ships.

"Not to mention, this kid Wen Jiang is not a terrestrial shit. When he starts a water battle, he looks good. With dozens of small ships, he fights against the big British ships without losing the wind."

Next to Li Kun was wrapped in thick gauze, half of his shoulders were covered with gauze, and there were faint traces of gauze in the corner of the helmet. Hearing Su Ping's words, he squinted his eyes and glanced at the river surface.

"Second brother can see the people in his eyes, they are not bad, and Wen Jiang is not bad."

"By the way, Dong Ling's military order has already been issued. If you refuse to implement it, she will ask the second brother's military order to pick you up. Don't blame me for not saving you then."

Su Ping sneered: "Just take care of yourself, you're hurt like this, you don't have to lose your second elder brother."

"Okay, the Intel has retired!"

"Wen Jiang, this kid did a good job. Pass the order down, set off artillery, ballista, and give the British some color."

"Flying Bird Camp, lift off, send off the Intels, give a few more crossbow arrows, it also seems that we are hospitable."

On the surface of the river, the British Meng Chong warship began to retreat. The Luo Jiang navy's small ship bit the Meng Chong warship and stalked it for a while. After the city guard sent a signal, the small ship began to retreat.

As the flying birds of the Han army left the city, the ballistas at the top of the city began to throw crossbow arrows onto the river.

After paying the price of a Meng Chong warship, the British retreated embarrassedly.

"The Intel should beg to surrender."

Dong Ling didn't know when he appeared behind the two and spoke.

Su Ping tried his mouth, Li Kun smiled:

"What's the meaning of Dong Xiaowei? Although the British are defeated on land and water, they are not friendly. If our birds are strong enough, they would not be defeated so easily."

Dong Ling smiled and looked at the two of them: "Ding Xiangwei news, the Intel had a dispute with Nanchu in the south of Qi State, and the war **** Xiao Yan of Nanchu showed great power and defeated the 100,000 Qiren and the British in the first battle. The coalition forces, but within ten days, the three southern provinces of Qi have fallen in half."

"The Intel camp in the south of Qi State is in Mingzhou. Xiao Yan's army has broken through Lishui and it is only five days away from Mingzhou."

"If the British want to preserve their camp, unless they talk to us, I don't mind chasing after them and taking a bite when they withdraw."

Listening to Dong Ling's unsentimental words, Su Ping couldn't help but shudder, lowered his voice and said:

"School Lieutenant Dong, if that's the case, then we won't talk to him, just keep the Intels behind."

Dong Ling shook his head: "As long as the British are willing to pay a price, I'm still willing to talk about it. The British can't beat us. Nanchu is not an opponent of the British army."

"Since Xiao Yan is a military **** who is as famous as the prince, let the British cast him out of his original form, and there is only Xiao Yan, so why should he be named after the prince."

There was sarcasm on Dong Ling's cheeks.