"What, asking to negotiate inside the barbarian camp?"
Zhao Ping saw the content of the letter and smiled lightly: "It seems that the Hu people want to save face."
"Since Hu people are obsessed with saving face, isn't there another saying?" Zhao Ping asked.
Zhang Liang replied respectfully: "I will suffer the consequences."
Grohl couldn't sleep for the first half of the night because he seemed to see a pair of eyes looking at him.
This pair of eyes seemed to have been seen somewhere before, but they were very unfamiliar.
It wasn't until Yinshi that he remembered who those eyes were, that Nanman.
Where is the Nanman Shadowless Spearman? It's not far away, but right under his nose.
Didn't he make a meritorious deed by discovering the Nanman Shadowless Spearman?
This is true. If there is a way to heaven, you will not take it. If there is no way to hell, you will come here instead.
The next day, Nilbo called Grool to the Arrow Tower and told him a piece of news.
"The Khanate requested to negotiate in our barracks, but the Nanman refused." Nirpo said solemnly to Grool, "It is estimated that the Nanman will send out the Shadowless Spear, so be careful now."
"I know where the Nanman's gun is hidden." Groor almost blurted out, but he quickly shut his mouth.
After all, he just had suspicions and no real evidence.
Grohl was deep in thought while drinking tea.
Is it better to stay in the arrow tower or go out?
Having a watchtower means safety, but it also means no merit.
But going out may gain credit, but it may also mean death.
Gloor clearly saw how the Three Centurions looked when they died. It was unbelievable that he could not open his eyes to death.
As if he knew what Glor was thinking, Nepal said: "The Khanate has implemented heavy rewards in order to combat this Shadowless Gun. If you kill the Shadowless Gun, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold. If you capture the Shadowless Gunman alive, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold. If you capture the Shadowless Gun, Ten thousand taels of gold.”
After speaking, he looked at Grohl.
"Try it out for the last time." Groel's blood boiled after hearing this, he put down the tea cup and stood up from the table.
For the thousand taels of gold, he thought it was worth it.
He may never have the chance to find so much money again in his life.
What's more, he has discovered a way to find the shadowless gun.
Nilbo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then you must be careful."
"All the iron artillery said my order, look at the direction of my hand. When I give the order, you will immediately fire in the direction of my hand." After coming out of the arrow tower, before reaching the wall, Grool shouted an order.
"As ordered." The iron cannon gunners and assistants took action one after another, and the sound of the iron cannon being deployed suddenly came from the city wall.
This was not enough, so his soldiers came forward to check them one by one until there were no problems.
The Hu Rentie cannons were all set up on the crenels, and they were looking at Glor's right hand attentively.
As long as the commander gave the order, they would fire immediately.
Gloor nodded with satisfaction before coming to the wall to observe.
When he came to Duoqiang, he couldn't help but look towards the place where he suspected yesterday.
There were tussocks of grass and a small tree next to it.
He looked at it and couldn't help but laugh at himself.
No matter how stupid the Nanman is, he will not ambush in the same place.
Suddenly, he Grool felt as if he was being watched by a hunter.
He is a three-stone archer and an excellent hunter.
He felt as if he had become a sheep just now, as if he was being stared at by a wolf.
He hurriedly hid himself in the crenel, feeling himself covered in cold sweat.
There is no illusion, this feeling is the same pair of eyes in last night's dream.
This magical eye is the eye that killed the three centurions.
As soon as he found out, he immediately ordered a hundred iron artillery to open fire.
Under the blow of a hundred iron cannons, even if you are King Kong, you will be beaten to pieces.
Gloro immediately calmed down and looked down through the crenel.
Below is the sloping mountain city, and below that is the flat land.
He looked through the crenel, but did not see the pair of eyes.
He couldn't help but rub his eyes. Did the Nanman disappear?
Wang Guo'er was also covered in cold sweat. He was almost discovered by a barbarian just now.
Fortunately, he did not stay in the original place, nor did he choose the original terrain.
The little saint told him that as a sniper, he must not make a mistake.
As long as there is one mistake, it is a fatal mistake and there is only a dead end.
Completely opposite to yesterday's terrain, he was hiding in the grass with a rock next to him.
His face was smeared with mud, and his camouflage uniform was tied with weeds.
Not only is this true for him, but so is his two assistants.
This is a big fish, a captain of thousands, and he is qualified.
But this captain was too cunning. As soon as he was spotted, he immediately retreated back to the wall.
Wang Guo'er felt that his body was a little numb. He thought for a while and finally did not move.
He was afraid that if he moved, he would be discovered by his prey.
Gloor didn't dare to raise his head and just looked through the walls.
The time for a cup of tea passed, but still nothing was discovered.
Could it be fake? Could it be that the mountain wind was blowing?
Grohl couldn't help but doubt himself and rubbed his eyes.
Another tea time passed, but there was still no movement.
If it were a human being, his arms would already be sore and numb after being motionless for so long.
Thinking of this, Grohl couldn't help but stick his head out from the wall.
He looked again at the place where he had suspected it, and all he saw was a pair of eyes.
Yes, it's the same pair of eyes as yesterday.
He stretched out the rock in his hand and shouted, "There he is."
Bang bang, bang bang, several cannon sounds came from the distance. This was the sound of iron artillery firing, which immediately drowned out his voice.
"How could this happen?" Grohl couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that he heard or read wrongly.
The shadowless gun did not fire, but the Nanman's iron artillery actually fired.
No, the iron cannon on the Nanman's giant spirit chariot is a full mile away from here.
This is already the maximum range of the Nanman iron artillery. Even if it hits here, it has almost no effect.
You must know that at the end of a strong crossbow, it is difficult to penetrate Lu's silk.
This applies not only to bows and arrows, but also to iron artillery.
Wang Guo'er couldn't help but be overjoyed, how could he miss such an opportunity.
With the bang, Grol just let out a scream.
With a bang, he fell onto the city wall.
His soldier captain quickly looked down and saw a hole on the right side of Groor's forehead.
The captain of the guard hurriedly shouted: "General, general."
"It's just over the rock." Groor struggled to open his eyes and answered with difficulty.
The captain of the soldiers didn't care much. He pointed at the rock with his hand and said loudly: "Fire the cannon, fire the cannon."
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, all the iron artillery on the city wall fired.
Bursts of black smoke erupted from the city wall, almost submerging it.
These hundred iron artillery fire together, the momentum is really scary.
Bang bang, bang bang, bang, a hundred stone bullets hit the rocks on the hillside.
Not only were bursts of dust thrown up, but almost all the rocks were shattered.
Wang Guo'er and the three of them hugged the shadowless guns tightly and hid behind the rocks, feeling that the sky was almost falling.
Several stone bullets passed by them, even leaving marks on their thighs.
Wang Guo'er felt burning pain in his thigh. It was obvious that the skin on his thigh was scratched and might even bleed.
But he felt strange why there was an iron artillery to protect him in time.
The three of them felt that time was extremely long, as if it were a century, but in fact it was just a cup of tea.
The captain of Grool's soldiers had been staring at a rock and saw that the rock had been basically shattered.
However, apart from a few frightened rabbits running out, nothing else was seen.
At this moment, he remembered his commander, but saw that his eyes had become motionless.
With luck in mind, he touched Grool's nose, only to find that his master had stopped breathing.
"What, the captain also died from the shadowless gun." Wu Lianghetai became furious and dropped the teacup in his hand.
You know, ordinary soldiers are definitely not so sad when Wu Lianghetai comes.
Nanman was not only slapping him in the face, but also attacking his chain of command.
The Centurion is not only the agility of the Thousand-Man Team, but also the key figure in uploading and distributing information.
Just imagine, if a thousand-man army suddenly has no commander, not only will its morale be severely hit, it may even collapse.
The hot tea splashed on the orderer's face, and he could only lower his head and did not dare to wipe it.
As bad news spread over the past few days, the commander's temper became worse and worse.
Zhang Ming personally made a cup of tea for Wu Lianghetai and placed it on the table for him.
Dede thought for a moment, bowed his hands and said, "Commander, please calm down. Things are not as terrible as they seem."
"Then tell me, what other good news is there?" Wu Lianghetai's eyes were red, and his face became ferocious unknowingly, as if he wanted to kill someone.
De was shocked. It seemed that if he didn't tell the good news, Wu Liang Hetai might take action on him.
Dedu bowed his hands and said the sentence he had already thought of: "The general feels that although the Nanman has shadowless spears, there are not many, maybe even only one. Otherwise, only two people died yesterday and today from this thing. "
Wu Lianghetai thought for a while, picked up the tea cup, swallowed all the tea in one gulp, and fell into deep thought.
He didn't speak, but looked at Zhang Ming.
"Commander, you can ignore the Nanman for now and see how they react." Zhang Ming thought for a while and expressed his thoughts.
At dusk, Wang Guo'er and the other three returned to Zhaojiazhuang, West County.
Before he entered the public room, he felt warm when he saw the oil lamp in Zhao Ping's public room.
Apparently, the little saint was still waiting, and even the meal hadn't been eaten yet.
As soon as he came in, he found someone in the public room. It turned out to be Li Hua, the leader of the Giant Spirit Chariot camp.
Seeing Wang Guo'er and the others coming in, Zhao Ping said happily: "You have gained something again today."
"How does the little saint know?" Wang Guo'er couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhao Ping motioned the three of them to sit down, pointed at Li Hua and said, "Li Yingling told me. You have to thank Li Yingling for his help in this matter."
"Thank you, Li Yingling, for your several shots back at the critical moment, which attracted the attention of the barbarians." Wang Guo'er hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Li Hua.
Li Hua hurriedly returned the gift, saying he didn't dare.
Wang Guo'er thought for a while and couldn't help but feel curious: "May I ask Li Yingling why he fired the cannon in time?"
"I have to thank the little saint for this, who gave the chariot battalion ten clairvoyances. At that time, I happened to see the barbarian captain sticking his head out from the crenel, and decided to launch a missile to distract the barbarians." Li Hua gave Zhao Ping a respectful look. Li, then said lightly.
He wanted to say thank you to Huang Xiaoniu, but felt that it would be too obvious.
He was afraid of leaving a bad impression in front of Zhao Ping, after all, Huang Xiaoniu might be a concubine in the future.
If there is collusion between the concubine and the general, it will definitely leave others with clues.
He could only give Huang Xiaoniu a grateful look and keep this favor in his heart.
Zhao Ping didn't know Li Hua's thoughts, but it didn't matter if he did.
For his future children, Zhao Ping will arrange a way out for each child.
He would never allow his brothers to fight to the death for that position.
After Zhao Ping and Wang Guo'er washed their hands and faces, he said to Wang Guo'er: "I arranged for Li Ying to fire those few shots in order to ensure your safety to the maximum extent."
"Thank you, little saint." Wang Guo'er's eyes were red and tears almost flowed out.
Zhao Ping nodded, glanced at Li Hua, and then glanced at the three of them and said, "You three have made great contributions. Leader Li Ying helped you, and he also deserves part of the credit. Don't you have any objections?"
"My disciple has already had this idea. Without Li Ying's timely iron artillery, my disciple would never have fired." Wang Guo'er came to Li Hua and bowed respectfully.
Li Hua didn't care whether they deserved the credit or not. After all, their credit for defeating the Hu's copycat chariot camp and returning to the artillery position was already great enough.
Zhao Ping seemed to know what he was thinking, and said to Wang Guo'er and Li Hua: "Snipers are like assassins in ancient times. They do the job of adding blood to the edge of the knife, which can be said to be extremely dangerous. This requires the full support and cooperation of friendly forces. So. I will make a rule from now on that all friendly forces must fully cooperate with the sniper."
"As ordered." The two of them felt shocked, bowed their hands, and responded hurriedly.
Wang Guo'er felt warm in his heart, and the original unhappiness in his heart was completely eliminated. The master was doing his best to ensure the safety of their snipers.
From now on, it seems that the master has set the sniper position too high and requires the friendly forces to fully cooperate.
Is this sniper so important?
Zhao Ping nodded, and then said seriously: "According to the news from Xizuo, the Hu people feel that the Shadowless Gun is not powerful enough, and they are still lucky."
Wang Guo'er glanced at the two assistants beside him and replied seriously: "Master, please give the order."
Zhao Ping took out two clairvoyants and gave them to Wang Guo'er, asking him to match the two assistants' shadowless guns.
"The three of you will snipe three Hu soldiers who are above three centurions tomorrow without making any mistakes." Zhao looked at Wang Guo'er and the three of them and gave a serious order.
Wang Guo'er, Li Hangui, and Zhang Tie saluted together: "I obey."
"What, the Nanman killed three more of my 300 captains?" Wu Lianghetai suddenly took out his scimitar and swung it at the messenger.
The captain of his soldiers hurriedly hugged Wu Lianghetai and shouted loudly: "Commander, calm down. Commander, calm down."
"Bang bang, bang bang." Wu Liang Hetai still swung his scimitar, but his case was cut into two pieces by Wu Liang Hetai.
The teacup fell to the ground with a clang.
Seeing that Wu Lianghe was still upset, the captain of the soldiers hurriedly winked at Zhang Ming.
Zhang Ming originally wanted to avoid it, but the captain of the soldiers had no choice but to stay.
Zhang Ming thought for a while, bowed his hands to Wu Liang's platform, looked at him and asked: "Commander, have you ever heard of the story of lying on the job and tasting courage?"
"I just want to kill this kid Zhao Ping now. I don't want to hear stories about lying on my back and trying to survive." He yelled at the captain of the soldiers, "Don't let go of your dog's paws yet."
Hearing Wu Lianghetai say this, the captain of the soldiers knew that some of his anger had disappeared.
But if Zhang Ming had no one to calm him down, he might really find a reason to kill someone.
"Suffering hardships and daring is also about the war between two countries." Zhang Ming said.
Wu Lianghetai nodded, picked up a new teacup, and drank all the tea in one gulp.
He looked at Zhang Ming with red eyes and said, "Since it is a matter of war between two countries, we might as well talk about it and listen to it."
"This is a real thing that happened more than a thousand years ago. There was a country called Yue State, which was destroyed by another country called Wu State. Even King Gou Jian was captured." Zhang Ming bowed respectfully and began to speak.
Hearing this, Wu Liang Hetai's expression changed drastically. Didn't he say that the Khanate was going to perish?
He was about to have a seizure, but he didn't expect Zhang Ming to continue: "The story has just begun and is not over yet."
Wu Lianghetai suppressed the anger in his heart and waited for Zhang Ming to continue.
If Zhang Ming's words dissatisfied him, he would find human blood to sacrifice his scimitar.
Zhang Ming didn't know that he and One Foot had already entered the gate of hell. Even if he knew, there was nothing he could do.
This is his mission. He must eliminate the anger in Wu Liang Hetai's heart, otherwise he will be the target of Wu Liang Hetai's anger.
Nothing else, just because he is a staff member.
What the staff is used for is to relieve the anger of the master.
If you can't eliminate the anger of your master, then you, as a staff member, will come to an end.
What's more, he is a Han Chinese and a third-class citizen of the Khanate.
The status of third-class subjects is not much better than that of slaves.
So whether Wu Liang Hetai likes it or not, he must complete this story.
"Gou Jian spent all his money to bribe everyone in the Wu state, and was finally released to the Yue state. When he returned to the Yue state, in order to stimulate his fighting spirit, he slept on firewood every day and tasted gall every day to show that he did not forget the national humiliation. After ten years of military training, Yue not only defeated Wu, but also forced King Fucha of Wu to commit suicide."
Wu Lianghetai fell into deep thought, then picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.
Dede suddenly jumped out, pointed at Zhang Ming's nose and cursed: "The Yue Kingdom has been destroyed, and the Khanate was at its strongest. Zhang Ming, you are a thief, what do you mean?"
What he couldn't stand the most was the rhetoric of literati, which not only did not help the matter, but also cursed the demise of the Khanate.
He wanted to take out his machete and chop Zhang Ming with one blow.
In fact, Zhang Ming more or less hoped that this khanate would perish. It actually treated the Han people as third-class subjects and shit on their heads.
But he absolutely couldn't say that. Instead, he said loudly and righteously: "In the past, when the Yue Kingdom was destroyed, the Wu Kingdom could also be destroyed. Today, this small setback is nothing."
Wu Liang couldn't help but shudder, Zhang Ming was indeed right.
Even if the Yue Kingdom is destroyed, it can still be reversed. What does this small setback in front of him mean?
He felt that his morale and spirit were suddenly boosted, and he couldn't help but bow his hand to Zhang Ming.
At the same time, Wu Lianghetai asked for advice: "Congzhi, now that kid Zhao Ping is insulting me, what should I do?"
"I have a plan that can satisfy the Marshal's request while leaving Zhao Ping unable to find an excuse." Zhang Ming stepped aside to let the Marshal salute, and saluted hurriedly at the same time.
Zhang Ming could already see the murderous look in his eyes. Since Wu Lianghetai became the marshal, he has never saluted his subordinates.
If Zhang Ming does not find a way to solve the problem, he will most likely die.
You had to take a look at Zhang Ming, and decided that Zhang Ming would kill him with a knife if he didn't find out what he wanted to satisfy Wu Lianghetai.
When he heard Zhang Ming's story just now, he felt that he was cursing the Khanate to perish.
He cursed the destruction of the Khanate so much that even if he killed him, the commander would not be able to find any reason to object.
But he felt strange, why did the commander still salute him?
Could it be that the commander-in-chief wants to be polite first and then attack, and find a reason to kill this poor man?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited, and he couldn't help but hold the scimitar in his hand.
