Geng Zhangguang was very smart and immediately understood what Huang Yi meant and said: "I understand, I must choose a craftsman who has children and is relatively honest."
After talking to Geng Zhangguang, Huang Yi turned around and went downstairs, just in time to see Geng Yueru with tears in his eyes.
Seeing that they were about to separate, Geng Yueru, who was about to fall in love, was heartbroken.
She heard that Jiannu and Tatars were coming to kill them, with thousands of men and horses.
Although everyone says that Huang Yi is a heroic man who uses troops like a god and is a victorious general.
But on the battlefield, how many heroes have fallen into disgrace?
But what can she do? We can only sincerely pray to heaven and hope that our beloved will return victoriously.
Sadness can be contagious!
Geng Yueling, who was still in his prime, seemed to have enlightened himself overnight, and actually buried his head in Geng Yueru's arms and burst into tears.
She even cried and asked her sister if she could persuade him not to go to war.
well! Just because he is a hero, I fell in love with him. Isn’t it ridiculous that a hero would not go to the battlefield for the sake of his children?
At this time, I saw Huang Yi striding over and laughing loudly:
"What are you doing? I am destined to go through hundreds of battles. The Karaqin Tartars are nothing. Your third brother and I beat them like a treasure hunt."
Huang Yi really wasn't bragging. He didn't know how many battles he would have to fight in the future. A hundred battles, big and small, might not be enough.
If you can't even defeat Karaqin, what's the point of talking about the future?
Will he die in battle? Isn't Huang Yi afraid of death?
To be honest, Huang Yi is really not afraid of death.
He traveled to the Ming Dynasty for no reason, always thinking of his wife and children, and doubting that if he died, he would be able to return to modern times and see his long-separated wife and children.
Therefore, death is not terrible in his heart, but it must be a worthy death and a heroic death.
In addition, he extremely hated the Manchu Qing Dynasty for enslaving the Han nation, and wanted to rewrite this shameful history.
Therefore, he decided to seek development based on the prairie and continuously attacked the Jiannu and Tatars.
Geng Yueru sobbed and said: "My family, my family is waiting for the young master to return victoriously!"
Huang Yi acted like a cloud of heroic spirit and said loudly: "Victory is necessary. What I am thinking about now is how to kill as many Karaqin Tatars as possible!"
Geng Zhanghua reminded: "We must also strive to annihilate all those three hundred slaves!"
"Yes, the Jiannu are the most abominable. We must not let them escape. We will hold a pre-war meeting later to study how to obtain the greatest results with the smallest losses."
"I'm here to summon the leaders. You should say goodbye to Yueru and Yue Ling as soon as possible!"
Everyone was discerning. As soon as Geng Zhanghua finished speaking, everyone in the hall disappeared, leaving only the two coy sisters.
When Huang Yi was young, he was charming and suave, and he was best at sweet words. He embraced beauties early, but now he has long lost that passion.
Facing two little girls who looked like junior high school students, I just felt full of guilt and couldn't help sweating on my forehead.
"You two have seen it. This is what it is like outside the customs. Life here is really not peaceful. You..."
"Young master, please don't say anything to others, this slave is yours..."
At this point, Geng Yueru felt it was unlucky and stopped immediately.
Huang Yi is not an ignorant boy, nor is he an impulsive young man. He just has the body of a young man, and his soul is long past the age when he knows his destiny.
Of course he knows that people are fickle, human nature cannot stand the test, and time can change everything.
He believed that the little girl's vow at this time must be sincere, but who can guarantee that my heart will still be the same after ten or twenty years?
So he said calmly: "If I hadn't died in the battle, I would definitely marry you two. If I had died in the battle, you two would have treated me as if I never existed!"
"Young master, please don't underestimate the slave family. If the master is loyal to the country, the slave family will keep the integrity of the slave family!"
Geng Yueling also clenched her fist and said, "I will keep the rules for you too!"
Huang Yi smiled, pointed at Geng Yueling and asked, "Do you know what it means to be honest?"
"Understood! The imperial court commends chaste women every year."
Forehead! Huang Yi was speechless. Decided not to talk about such embarrassing topics. Changing the topic:
"If you make good use of the drama "Magnificent Mountains and Rivers", you can save 100,000 soldiers. You two will help the crew promote it, help the crew solve problems, and if possible, help the crew make some money.
The population in the base area will definitely increase, and the pressure for survival will be too great. "
Geng Yueru said: "We know that the base area is not easy, and we will definitely help the crew earn some money."
Geng Yueling said: "This play is so good, it will definitely sell a lot of tickets and make a lot of money!"
"You two have time to read some mathematics books and read the textbooks in the base area carefully. In the future, you can help me teach the teenagers in the base area to read and read."
"Yeah! We listen to you."
…
Two-quarters of an hour later, in the war room on the second floor of the North City Gate Building, more than forty subordinates of more than 100 generals were gathered in front of the large sand table.
Karitu, who had slept well and had enough to eat and drink, was also present.
The sand table, which looked like real mountains and real water, almost made his jaw drop, because he discovered that the positions of tribes of all sizes in the surrounding five hundred miles were clearly marked.
Since he decided to fight, he would go for a big fight. Huang Yi not only gathered the troops in the base area, but also quickly notified the peripheral tribes to gather all the young and middle-aged people to join the battle.
He is confident that he can win this battle. , what we are considering now is how to maximize profits and minimize losses.
He and Karitu asked and answered questions in front of the base area leader, and Huang Dazhi translated them sentence by sentence.
Huang Yi inquired about the number and combat effectiveness of the enemy, and asked Hedanbaatar how many people could be mobilized for defensive warfare.
Finally, it was concluded that the men and horses led by Jaisalmu had lost more than 400 people, and the total number was only about 3,500, and the number of people equipped with iron armor should not exceed 1,000.
Hedanbaat'er was able to organize more than 3,000 string controllers for defense, and at least 800 young and middle-aged knights were able to launch a counterattack.
Even with the troops led by Jaisalmu, even if he was given a month, he might not be able to break through Hedanbaatar's camp and cause a massacre.
Huang Yi estimated that Zhaisarmu would realize that he was short of manpower, so he would definitely keep an eye on the Hedanbaat'er tribe and dispatch more Haraqin tribes to attack them.
So Huang Yi made the decision to surround Wei and rescue Zhao on the spot, oh no, it should be a surprise and an unprepared decision.
There are more than 3,000 horses in Zhaisalmu, which should be the main force of the Karaqin tribes in the west.
Of course, the one who jumps the most fiercely is the Seleng tribe, which is the strongest among the tribes in the west.
On the prairie, there are two to three thousand string masters and a population of more than ten thousand are all large tribes. So far, Huang Yi has not gone to hunt such big fish heads.
Now that it's better, Huang Yi estimates that Seleng sent at least half of the young men to attack Hedanbaat'er, and may even lead the troops himself.
Haha, it’s true that if you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die, and if you commit suicide, you won’t survive.
