Xiong Wuliang curled his lips and rolled his eyes——
"Are you serious? Do you think I'm a fool?"
"You said my Quyang County doesn't have enough transport capacity, so what kind of place is your Zhongli?"
Young Master Mi Liang has long disliked this Zhongli Jun Mi Fei!
When I greeted him just now, he seemed to be indifferent.
Are you treating yourself like a fool now? First scare and then deceive?
Grandma, if I don’t give you some clues, you don’t know where the word Xiong Wuliangdandy comes from, right?
Just call him a fool!
Qu Yangjun, the boss of labor and management, can you still bully me?
Mi Fei was startled at first, and then became furious!
Although I don't understand what 'shabi' means, the contemptuous tone in Xiong Wuliang's mouth is absolutely undisguised!
Just by looking at his toes, he knew that Xiong Wuliang was attacking him with the worst words!
Mi Fei was furious and shouted: "Xiong Wuliang! Don't you look at where this place is! Don't be so presumptuous!"
Before Xiong Wuliang could speak, Shaohu suddenly jumped out from behind Xiong Wuliang and roared: "How dare you! How dare you talk to my master like this!"
Shaohu doesn't care where this is.
He has a tough temper.
Now that I am loyal to Xiong Wuliang, I must not let my master be yelled at like this in front of me!
With Shaohu's temper, even the King of Chu would dare to shout a few words in front of him.
Not to mention a little Zhonglijun.
Mi Fei's vision went dark, and he saw a huge body taking a step forward, with fists as big as sandbags... He couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back.
Xiong Wuliang smiled and pulled Shaohu behind him: "Xiong Fei, you don't want to ask about my reputation. My title is written as 'Quyang', which is pronounced as 'unbridled'."
"How are you doing?"
Mi Fei felt that he had lost face and was furious. He pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at Xiong Wuliang: "How dare you! How dare you speak to me like this!"
"Stop it!" Qu Ping shouted loudly!
"How dignified are you two princes?"
Originally, Qu Ping had no intention of getting involved in the personal grudges between the two.
But now it has evolved into using knives and guns in the Chinese army's tent, which Qu Ping can't accept!
"Leader Zuo, if you draw your sword in my commander's tent again, don't blame me for my strict military discipline!" Qu Ping yelled at Mi Fei.
Mi Fei was so frustrated!
Two rows of Qu Ping's soldiers rushed into the tent, holding swords and shields, staring closely at Mi Fei who had the sword drawn in his hand.
Mi Fei gritted his teeth and put the sword back into its scabbard.
Xiong Wuliang smiled and said sarcastically: "That's right. If you know your mistakes and correct them, you are a good boy."
Qu Ping solemnly waved his soldiers to retreat, and then looked at Xiong Wuliang: "Quyangjun, I want you to give me an accurate answer. If the war continues, can your Quyang County bear the heavy task of transporting 150,000 troops? "
Xiong Wuliang smiled slightly and said confidently: "Not to mention the baggage of 150,000 people, even an army of 300,000 people will be just as lucky!"
After a year of development and sheltering refugees, Quyang County now has 20,000 available manpower.
Excluding the old, weak, women and children, the number is counted as 10,000 people, and excluding necessary farm work and other chores, there are also 5,000 people.
Drawing one from two dice can mobilize at least two to three thousand civilians.
With a big killer like a wheelbarrow, the losses on the front line are more than enough.
You must know that during the three-year war, the million-strong army on the Huaihai battlefield relied on small wheelbarrows to push out supplies and achieve victory.
Before Qu Ping could say anything, Mi Fei, who was already red-eyed, started to sarcastically.
"Qu Yangjun has such a strong tone, he is not afraid of flashing his tongue."
"Do you know what three hundred thousand people means?"
"How dare you, a child with a yellow mouth, speak nonsense?"
Mi Fei is a dignified Lord Zhongli and a real member of the royal family. How could he have ever been so angry?
If the occasion hadn't been limited, and Zhong Hua and Shao Hu were watching eagerly behind Xiong Wuliang... Mi Fei even had the intention to pierce the damn boy in front of him with a sword!
Xiong Wuliang glanced at Mi Fei and spoke concisely and concisely——
"Shabi."
Mi Fei was furious!
"Ahem," Zhao Hua stood aside and couldn't hold it in any longer: "Everyone, please be patient and don't be impatient."
"We are facing a powerful enemy, so don't hurt your harmony."
Zhao Hua turned to look at Qu Ping: "General Zhuguo, I can vouch for Master Mi Liang - Quyang County can fully bear the logistics and transportation of the army."
Since the trip to Quyang County, Zhao Hua could never forget the development status of Quyang County even in his dreams...
Straight and smooth roads, neatly planned farms, well-trained militia, and unreasonable harvests...
It’s incredible!
Although he still didn’t know what the carrying capacity of Quyang County was, Zhao Hua still chose to believe in Xiong Wuliang!
People who can build such a paradise in one year will never talk nonsense easily.
After hearing this, Qu Ping already believed it.
After all, after getting to know him these days, Qu Ping still knows Zhao Hua's temperament.
This is not a person who talks freely.
Qu Ping can still trust Zhao Hua's guarantee.
However, military affairs must be prudent - he has an army of 150,000 in his hands. If he really returns in defeat, let alone what kind of political attacks he and Qu Yuan's party will receive from Zhaoju...
I'm afraid it will hurt the vitality of Chu State!
"In that case, I believe it."
"But military matters must be done safely!"
"Leader on the right, assuming that our army has no food left at this time, I will order you to immediately transport 10,000 dans of food and grass!"
"Required to be delivered within twenty days!"
"Can you do it?"
Xiong Wuliang laughed!
In front of everyone, he said nonchalantly: "General Zhu Guo has learned a lesson - the general will not need twenty days, but only five days to deliver 10,000 tons of grain and grass as scheduled!"
Quyang County has enough cheap grain and grass.
There is sufficient manpower.
Now there is no need to carry a handbag on your shoulders. All you need is a wheelbarrow, and the peasants can push it and leave - not to mention five days, even one day is not a bad idea!
After all, Xiong Wuliang's Qianbuqu were equipped with a full set of armor and heavy loads, and they were escorting 200,000 arrows in a cart... It only took half a day to get from Quyang County to the border camp.
"Huh?" Mi Fei laughed angrily, but she wasn't angry anymore. She just thought it was ridiculous: "Qu Yangjun, there is no joke in the army!"
"Do you dare to vouch for your name?"
This Xiong Wuliang is talking nonsense, it’s time to make him pay the price!
Qu Ping, Zhao Hua and all the generals in the tent also frowned.
Five days? Ten thousand dans of grain and grass?
What a joke!
Your boy has never led troops in a war, has he?
How dare you talk nonsense about such a big matter?
Even Zhao Hua, who had always trusted Xiong Wuliang, frowned tightly, not believing that Xiong Wuliang could do it!
Xiong Wuliang smiled slightly: "Why don't you dare? Are you willing to make a bet with me, Mr. Zhongli?"
"Okay!" Mi Fei's face turned ferocious: "Once you say something, it's hard to chase after it!"
"I ask you to be witnesses. If Lord Qu Yang can deliver 10,000 tons of grain and grass within five days, I will kill myself to thank everyone. If Lord Qu Yang cannot do it... I hope you will not insult Master Mi Wei." reputation!"
Zhao Hua is so anxious, why are you gambling on your life?
That's outrageous!
Just as he was about to open his mouth to dissuade him, he saw that Zhong Hua and Shao Hu were there and had no intention of persuading Xiong Wuliang.
Zhao Hua paused, and doubts suddenly arose in his heart - could he really be sure that 10,000 tons of grain and grass would be delivered within five days?
Ah, this is impossible, right?
Xiong Wuliang smiled slightly and suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"
"Oh?" Mi Fei was now afraid that Xiong Wuliang wouldn't fall for it: "Is it possible that Mr. Wuliang is afraid?"
"If you can't do it, don't make such nonsense!"
"Don't let the title 'Quyangjun' left by Xiong Wei follow you to shame!"
Mi Fei's words were full of sarcasm, trying to make Xiong Wuliang angry and make a bet against herself.
Xiong Wuliang looked at Mi Fei with a look that looked like a pen with evil intentions!
"Who said I'm scared?"
"and you……"
"What is the use of my killing you? If I really torture you to death, I will still have to be reprimanded by the king." Xiong Wuliang spread his hands with a sincere face.
"Why don't we make a realistic bet!"
"Ten thousand gold!"
"Zhongli Jun, do you dare to bet with me?"
