The Great Tang: World Martial God

General Yan's residence.

Bang.

A round, plump palm patted the desktop angrily.

The tea cup was shaken, and the warm tea filled the table.

General Yan's fierce roar filled the hall.

"Cheng Chumo assists? A young player who has just been promoted is also eligible to join me?"

"After all, Your Majesty still doesn't trust me!"

The school lieutenants sitting on both sides of the hall, seeing General Yan furious, their heads hanging down, quietly.

This General Yan is notoriously violent. When he gets angry, he catches a punching bag and drags it out. That's a common occurrence.

Once there was a maidservant who was frightened when General Yan was glaring at the military report. She shook her hand while pouring tea and sprinkled the tea on the desk. She was immediately dragged out and her soul returned to the west.

There is a saying that the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

Chang'an is thousands of miles away from Yangzhou, holding the 50,000 navy soldiers in his hand, sitting in the south of the Yangtze River.

Under the huge force, no governor of the governor dared to provoke this powerful general.

But there was only one person who hurriedly walked up from the temple, picked up the imperial decree on the table, brushed off the water stains on the sleeve, and took a closer look.

Water stains soaked the handwriting, a little fainted.

Slowly rolled up the imperial decree, and the military commander presented the imperial decree with both hands and placed it on the table.

"Why is General Yan so angry?"

"Cheng Chumo, the young general, is here as soon as he comes."

"It doesn't matter if he is one more idler or one less idler. What's more, if there are some mistakes during the war, we can't just push on this kid as we should."

General Yan shook his eight-character Hu, his cheeks were twisted with luster and fat.

"As soon as this kid comes, we will undoubtedly share some military merits with this kid in this battle!"

"Throughout the Datang, artillery and other horrible things have been manufactured. If this Goguryeo is extinct, will the country dare to face such a Datang soldier?"

"Speaking of which, this battle is the most dazzling moment for our Datang navy! It is also our only hope for our Datang navy to be among the ranks of the heavy forces of the Tang Dynasty!"

The plump body moved back and leaned on the back chair.

"Speaking of this, I trained this navy with my own hand. If I can say that this battle was also led by me, what does it have to do with Cheng Chumo? This military merit should be taken care of by me."

"But now this abruptly inserts a young general who has no experience in commanding a navy army, what does he intend to do?"

"What is your Majesty's letter to me? What do you intend to do?"

The strategist curled up his horoscope, twisting a handful of long beards on his chin, thinking for a moment, and then chuckled.

"The general may wish to think about it, what is the real intention of Cheng Chumo when he is here?"

"Assistance, it's just a polite word!"

The figure in the seat held back his anger, pouting his head and thinking for a while.

"broken!"

"Your Majesty wants this kid to supervise me, right?"

"This time in Goguryeo, the soldiers are divided into two groups. As the head coach, Tang Hao can definitely only lead the troops. At this time, Cheng Chumo comes here. Doesn't he want to supervise whether I will follow Tang Hao's strategy and quietly cooperate with the land?"

Those who can sit in the general position are not mediocre. How can they not see the situation on the battlefield?

How can you not guess what your Majesty meant?

The military commander nodded without refusal, and sat next to General Yan's seat.

The fat hands holding the armrest of the seat gradually gathered, and a face was bulged high.

Snapped.

The wooden handrail was broken off by force.

"Fucking, in this way, if we didn't follow the will, we violated the military order? Even if we win the battle, we won't get much benefit?"

The military officer beside him slowly leaned forward and raised his eyebrows toward the angry figure on the first seat.

"If we lose the battle, even if it is our bookkeeper Tang Hao's strategy, Tang Hao will be able to pass all the blame on our navy."

"At that time, if we refuse to listen to the order and insist on going our own way, we will become the culprit."

Everything is wrong!

The figure on the seat suddenly violent, kicking the case before turning over.

The tea set on the table was overturned to the ground in an instant, and the jade cup and the glass teapot shattered to the ground amidst the ding-ding sound.

The angry roar roared out of this crisp fragment bounce.

"Damn it!"

"Too much bullying!"

"Everything is miserable! Mother, I want to write to your Majesty to show my heart to conquer and compete with Tang Hao, who leads the land road!"

"Look at who is the main force of this conquest!"

The strategist leaning on his seat frowned slightly, looking at the cracked desk, slowly said.

"I'm afraid it's wrong."

The violent figure suddenly shook, and glared at it with big eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"His mother doesn't want to suffer from the loss of confluence. Isn't it right to petition himself?"

The military commander's slightly shrill voice sounded peacefully.

"Quite your anger, calm your anger, the general calms your anger."

"If we are to fight this time, we will definitely end up with a notoriety for grabbing military merit, and it will only arouse the loathing of your majesty."

"Furthermore, Jun has no joking. Decisions that have already been made, repeated changes, and reigns?"

The figure that stood up suddenly choked and thought a little, it was the same reason.

As he paced back and forth in front of the hall impatiently, General Yan roared in resentment.

"you say!"

"You said what shall we do now?"

Frowning his eyebrows for a while, a deep smile came up from the corner of the military commander's mouth.

"General, how difficult is this."

"Since your Majesty has sent Cheng Chumo here, let's let him guard the cold bench. The big deal is to pick two soldiers and let him take them."

"The soldiers under the general's command must still obey the general's instructions. Who else can Cheng Chumo control?"

"What's more, your Majesty can use Cheng Chumo to come, so why can't we use Cheng Chumo to restrict Tang Hao?"

The pacing figure stopped abruptly, wiped the stubble on his chin, and laughed.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"