Zhang Liang still politely answered, "Yes."
"Give Commander Zhang a glass of drunken spring breeze." Hadlerji said to Leiter.
Then, he pointed to a desk on the left, made a gesture of invitation with his right hand, and said: "Master Zhang, please."
The person on the left is the noblest person, so Hadeleki asked him to sit down on the left to show his respect and sincerity.
"Thank you, General." Zhang Liang bowed his hands, fiddled with his robe, and then sat down.
This was the first time for him to sit down next to Hardlucky. In the past, these were the positions of captains of thousands.
This is my first time to go to Zui Chun Feng. In the past, I usually had group tea, but Zui Chun Feng was too expensive. It was just too expensive.
Sure enough, it is drunk by the spring breeze. In this deep season, the tea brewed is still light green and bright, and the bottom of the leaves stays in spring.
While he opened the teacup and drank tea, he looked at the tea inside the teacup and the bottom of the leaves.
The tea cup in your hand and the tea you taste in your mouth were all made by Han people, not Hu people.
While he felt a little proud of his Han identity, he also felt humiliated by his gaffe.
It would be great if I was born in the Song Dynasty, but I was born in Shandong, and I was from a wealthy family, and I was already tightly tied to the Hu people.
Seeing Hadleji looking at him, Zhang Liang put away his thoughts.
He bowed his hands to Hadeleki and said in a deep voice: "General, you can try tying a wet quilt on top of the Eight Immortals Table."
"Is it that simple?" Leiter, who was sitting on the coffee table behind Haderucki, asked in disbelief.
Zhang Liang drank tea while looking at Harderji. The key lies in him.
Hardlucky did not comment. While drinking tea and thinking, he suddenly asked: "How did you come up with this?"
"General, do you still remember your attack on Hetan Pass?" Zhang Liang asked, looking at Hadeleji.
Hadleki seemed to be immersed in memories and nodded: "It was that battle that allowed the Khanate to see the tornado cannons and table formations of the security group. The Khanate had exhausted all its methods and seemed to have failed to gain the upper hand."
Having said this, Hadelaji looked embarrassed.
He failed to achieve his goal and turned to attack Dingjun Mountain.
What he didn't expect was that he suffered a bigger blow in Dingjunshan, losing all his old capital in the west.
"The general fought well in that battle, but the other captains later did not fight as well as the general." Zhang Liang quickly relieved Hadeleji of his embarrassment.
Hadleji shook his head: "The security team is indeed different from other southern barbarians. They are the most powerful opponents in my life. What did you discover in that battle?"
"The table array of the security group is not only not afraid of the swords of the Khanate, but also is not afraid of rockets." Zhang Liang's eyes were immersed in memories and continued: "At that time, Yu paid attention to how the security group did it. I think the Eight Immortals Table must have been covered up by something."
Hadlucki and Leiter looked at each other and watched how Zhang Liang continued while drinking tea.
"It's a pity that the security team was so tightly guarded that the Khanate warriors didn't discover the secret. So I thought about it, what did the security team cover up?"
Leiter took a sip of tea, glanced at Hardlucky, and said, "Commander Zhang is indeed thoughtful."
"I have been thinking about this, even when I went to bed at night, but I couldn't figure out the reason." Zhang Liang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Leiter looked at Zhang Liang's expression and found that he didn't seem to be faking, so he nodded.
Zhang Liang was drinking tea, thinking, and said: "Until yesterday, I was watching the Khanate warriors attack Hetan Pass and discovered a secret."
Hadlucki and Leiter looked at each other without speaking, looking at Zhang Liang.
"Yesterday, the warriors of the Khanate also used table formations when they attacked Hetan Pass. Of course, under the rockets and firearms of the security group, the results can be imagined." Zhang Liang stared at the tea cup at this time, as if the tea cup was the battlefield.
Hadleji couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although they barbarians also learned from the security team to use the table formation, they only learned superficially and had no connotation. Of course, they only got beaten.
Zhang Liang continued to look at the tea cup and continued: "One of the ten captains fell into the Han River during the attack, but he was fine."
Hardlucky and Leiter had forgotten to drink tea at this time, and now came the critical moment.
"I couldn't help being surprised and couldn't help but look at this person carefully," Zhang Liang's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at the tea cup and said, "After some observation, I found that this person has no leather armor, only cotton clothes."
Hadlucki and Leitel looked at each other with doubtful expressions in their eyes.
"I returned to the barracks and thought about it, could it be cotton clothes? Cotton clothes are very easy to burn, but after being soaked in water, not only are they not easy to burn, but the weight of water absorption increases greatly." Zhang Liang looked at the tea cup, his eyes immersed in yesterday's process.
Hadlucky and Leiter looked at each other and nodded, feeling that it made sense.
Leitel thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Have you tried it?"
"So I took out my quilt, wet it and tied it on the Eight Immortals Table. I tried it with a rocket. It did not burn. And there was another discovery." At this point, Zhang Liang paused. "Those arrows couldn't shoot." Wear a quilt.”
"That's because you are weak and can't shoot through this wet quilt." Leiter looked at Zhang Liang's thin figure, with a hint of sneer on his face, and shook his head, "What did the southern barbarians use to shield the Khanate's arrows? It was iron sheets. Not your quilt."
"Indeed, I am a scholar and do not have the strength to shoot through this wet quilt." Zhang Liang was embarrassed and could only nod.
Hadlucky looked between Leiter and Zhang Liang, thought for a while, and finally said: "Let's go and take a look."
The captain's barracks cannot be empty, so Leiter left a hundred soldiers and a deputy captain to guard it.
He took a hundred soldiers with him and followed Hadeleji to see the Eight Immortals Table that Zhang Liang boasted was so magical.
Zhang Liang has never been reused by Hadleji, and he was separated by several barracks.
The smell of Zhang Liang's barracks is still there, and it can be smelled from afar, making people unable to help but cover their noses.
Leiter casually picked up two soldiers and said, "Go and bring over the Eight Immortals table with the wet quilt."
"As ordered." The two soldiers covered their noses while carrying out the Eight Immortals table tied with wet quilts from Zhang Liang's barracks.
They came to a clearing near the camp gate.
Hadleji looked at the Eight Immortals table carefully and found that it was indeed not much different from the ordinary Eight Immortals table, but the quality was relatively new.
Since it was late autumn, the wet quilt bundled on the Eight Immortals table had not dried.
The Eight Immortals Table is placed upside down on the ground to facilitate shooting with bows and arrows.
Seeing this thin quilt, Leiter couldn't help but sneer.
He couldn't believe that a quilt could block the warrior's powerful bow and arrow.
"Shkole, don't you like archery? Try it now." Leiter said to a captain who was eager to try.
Shi Kele couldn't help but be overjoyed. He couldn't stand Zhang Liang bragging for a long time.
Is there anything more satisfying than hearing that Zhang Liang's joke is about to be revealed on the spot?
If you can't shoot through, it's because you are a Han Chinese and a literary person who only knows how to show off your words. Now I will reveal your ugly face.
Shkole thought as he stood fifty steps away and picked up a big bow.
Shi Kele's big bow is a two-stone bow and requires more than 240 kilograms of strength.
He opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and with a cry, the arrow shot towards the Eight Immortals Table like a meteor.
Pang pong, the arrow hit the wet quilt on the Eight Immortals table and bounced back.
Shkole didn't believe his eyes. He took out a sharp arrow and drew the bow like a full moon. With a buzz, the arrow flew out.
There was a ping-pong sound, and even though the arrow hit the wet quilt, it still bounced back.
Everyone present could not help but be stunned, not expecting that a small wet quilt could have such great power.
At this time, Leiter became interested and shouted happily: "I'll give it a try."
Leiter picked up a three-stone longbow and nocked a sharp arrow.
To draw a three-stone longbow, it requires 360 kilograms of strength. An ordinary archer simply cannot draw it.
There was no problem with Shkole's two-stone bow, but he could only barely pull open the three-stone bow, and he might not be able to shoot the arrow.
Leitel was extremely strong, and the three-stone long bow was easily drawn in his hands.
The Eight Immortals Table was about fifty steps away from Leiter. Leitel's arrow hit the middle of the wet quilt and fell from the Eight Immortals Table.
Reiter was not yet thirty, but in his prime.
Naturally, he was not convinced. This time he bent the bow like a full moon, obviously reaching the limit of the long bow.
With a "buzz" sound, the arrow hit the Eight Immortals Table with a bang.
This time it still didn't penetrate the quilt, but it still fell off after shaking it.
Hadleji couldn't help but his eyes flashed. This wet quilt was indeed able to withstand the three-stone bow and arrow.
But this distance is a bit far. What would be the effect if it were closer? Hadelaji couldn't help but think.
"Try to get closer." Hadelaji looked at the Eight Immortals Table and gave an order to Leiter.
Fifty steps is no problem, but what about forty steps?
When Leiter reached the forty paces, he was shot through the wet cotton of the Eight Immortals Table. After shaking, the arrow still fell.
The effect was unexpected, and it was able to block it.
I wonder how about thirty steps? Everyone present was looking forward to this answer.
Reiter reached thirty steps, and this time the wet quilt was shot through, but the arrow swayed on it for a few times and finally fell.
It seemed that thirty steps could still block the three-stone bow, and the soldiers couldn't help but cheer.
At twenty steps, one of the three arrows was able to land on the table.
Hadleji's eyes were filled with light. This Eight Immortals Table was too resistant to shooting.
At ten steps, all the arrows were moving forward steadily.
Shi Kele couldn't help being overjoyed and said: "The wet quilt on the Eight Immortals Table is really powerful. It can withstand three-stone bows and arrows at a distance of twenty."
"Being able to withstand arrows is a trivial matter, the key is the rocket." Leiter said to Hadleki respectfully as he looked at the Eight Immortals Table.
"Prepare the rocket, which one of you will give it a try?" Leiter ordered his men.
Leiter had just shot a dozen arrows, and his arms were already weak.
Shkole couldn't help but be overjoyed. The captain was in the limelight and he was about to step forward.
At this time, Centurion Baiala suddenly came out and said, "Let me try."
Centurion Baiala's strength was between that of Leitel and Shkole. He used two and a half stones, which is about three hundred kilograms.
He was about to shoot an arrow when Zhang Liang suddenly said: "Pause, pause."
Everyone looked at him, wondering why he said this.
"Why is that so?" Baiala couldn't help but get angry and asked impatiently.
I want to come up and perform, don’t you want me to perform, Baala thought in her heart.
"After such a long time, the wet quilt has less water. Water should be added." Zhang Liang hurriedly explained, thinking that the barbarians were indeed barbarians.
"Forgive me," Baala said in embarrassment, bowing his hands and saying, "I was itchy for a moment, and I didn't expect these details."
These personal soldiers all have their eyes set high above their heads. It is quite difficult for them to be able to say this.
Now this Eight Immortals Table is at least half successful. It will obviously be reused by the Captain Ten Thousands and must not be offended.
Zhang Liangming nodded, added a few ladles of water to the quilt, and then made a gesture of invitation.
Baiala stood between twenty steps. The captain could not shoot through at thirty steps, so he naturally chose this position.
He took a deep breath, lit it, and shot towards the Eight Immortals Table.
The first arrow, the rocket did not set the Eight Immortals Table on fire, it was just the rocket flame;
The second arrow and rocket did not set the Eight Immortals Table on fire; the flames were also burning;
The third rocket did not cause the Eight Immortals Table to burn, and three flames began to appear, of which the first two flames became larger;
The fourth rocket still did not burn the Eight Immortals Table, and the flames in front were getting bigger and bigger;
The fifth rocket in front finally made the Eight Immortals Table start to burn.
Everyone present could not help but be stunned. The wet quilt was not only resistant to shooting, but also resistant to burning for a certain period of time.
Although the Eight Immortals Table was on fire, the foreigner still felt it was precious and hurriedly stepped forward to pull out the wet cloth rocket.
Hadelaji felt happy, lamented, and sad for a while.
He was in extremely complicated mood at the Eight Immortals Table in front of him. He looked at Zhang Liang and saluted, sighed deeply and said, "Although you Han people are not as powerful as the warriors, your brains are indeed smart. Such a simple Eight Immortals Table with wet quilts is worse than an iron shield."
Although Zhang Liang always saluted him, Hadleji never saluted Zhang Liang.
"Commander Zhang," he said while saluting Zhang Liang solemnly, "I formally invite you to be my military advisor. Please report to the marshal. Please do not refuse."
Zhang Liang couldn't help but be overjoyed. He stepped aside and said he didn't dare to take it seriously, while hurriedly returning the courtesy.
Although Hadelaji always called him military advisor, he was just saying it to others to show that he cared about Zhang Liang.
Now that he said this, he began to truly regard him as a strategist.
Zhang Liang suddenly thought that he was promoted as a military advisor by the barbarian commander Ten Thousands of Men, who had only stolen a few lessons from the legendary little saint.
Thinking of the little sage's endless weapons and methods, he suddenly became confused about this West County war.
However, no matter how powerful the little saint is, he only has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, while the barbarians have an army of half a million.
The ratio between the two sides was almost ten to one. The little saint had absolutely no chance of winning. Zhang Liang comforted himself like this.
Hadelaji looked at the Eight Immortals Table repeatedly, feeling like he had suddenly risen from hell to heaven.
This wet quilt Eight Immortals table and the whirlwind cannon will definitely give him a chance to make a comeback.
However, Hadelaji's good feeling didn't last long when he suddenly thought of something else.
The wet quilt Eight Immortals table has been eliminated by the security team and replaced by the iron Eight Immortals table.
Thinking that this wet bed table, which was regarded as a treasure by the Khanate, was actually a product that had been eliminated by the security team, he suddenly felt powerless in his heart.
Zhao Ping, are you really that powerful? Can the Khanate defeat you?
For the first time, Hadlucki had doubts about this West County war, but he could not say this.
However, when I think about it, the West County Security Group only has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and it is far away from Chengdu and Sichuan. Moreover, this thousand miles is the Shu Road that is difficult to reach the sky.
The Hu people had the entire Khanate as their backing, while Xi County was just a tiny place.
The southern barbarian monarchs and ministers have always been suspicious, especially the gap between officials and generals is deeper than the sea.
The Nanman court will never support Xi County, and Zhao Ping is thousands of miles away in Chengdu.
In these five wars, their Khanate will definitely win.
Thinking of this, he was still confident about this big battle.
At this time, a fully armored Hu cavalry came over and said coldly to Hadeleki: "The marshal ordered you to go to the camp."
Hadleji couldn't help but be shocked. This was the marshal's messenger. Did the marshal know the news of his defeat?
What should I do? How to face the marshal?
