"Master Chu, we won!"
The general guarding the city pounded the city wall excitedly, turned around, grabbed Chu Ze's shoulder, and shook it hard twice.
A loud voice exploded in Chu Ze's ears.
The people who had looked angry before were now hugging each other happily and cheering continuously.
In the distance, the faces of the soldiers returning from the victory were filled with joy.
The depression that Chu Ze had seen before was now gone.
All the soldiers carried countless heads and ran to the city excitedly.
Chu Ze raised his eyebrows, called Zhao Si, and walked away.
Lan Yu took the lead, holding the opponent's general's head on his spear, and walked into the city triumphantly.
Both sides of the city wall were surrounded by countless soldiers, all cheering.
Chu Ze stood far away, took a look, and then returned to the camp first.
Although he was not afraid of killing, he was still a little uncomfortable seeing so many heads at first.
After Lan Yu returned to camp, he estimated the time to go find Lan Yu.
When he arrived, Lan Yu was talking to several generals.
They didn't even take off their armor, the blood on their bodies was still there.
When they saw Chu Ze coming, the generals immediately welcomed him into the main tent with smiles on their faces as if they were seeing a piece of cake.
"Thanks to Mr. Chu this time, otherwise we wouldn't be able to fight such a beautiful battle."
"No, after so many years of fighting, this is the first time we fought so easily. Master Chu, do you know that after we won this battle, hey! Not a single soldier died! Only a few were injured. .”
Several generals surrounded Chu Ze in the center, chattering about today's victory.
Lan Yu was also very happy. She sat next to Chu Ze and described the situation on the battlefield with joy. Finally, she praised: "As expected of our son-in-law, he is awesome."
Chu Ze's shoulder hurt from being patted by him.
He quickly turned aside to avoid Lan Yu's fatal slap.
"Okay, father-in-law, you can praise me if you want, but don't pat me, okay? If you pat my shoulder again, it will be dislocated."
That disgusting tone directly amused the other generals.
Lan Yu also retracted her slap and continued: "Son-in-law, this flamethrower is so easy to use, you should prepare more for us."
The generals nearby heard this and immediately agreed: "Yes, make a few more sets. If those Tatars come again, we will burn them back to grandma's house."
"Yes!" Lan Yu patted her thigh, "It's best to make the distance farther and burn for a longer time. In this way, when we fight in the future, we only need to stand in front of the formation and be more firey to ensure that those incoming attacks will be stopped. The enemy will never come back, burning them until they howl."
The eyes of several generals were shining when they heard this.
They all looked at Chu Ze, as if Chu Ze had a dream, he had a treasure bag, and he had everything he wanted.
Chu Ze was speechless when they saw him and rolled his eyes fiercely.
As expected of a monarch and his ministers, Zhu Yuanzhang made this request on the front foot, and they made it on the back foot.
Chu Ze raised his hands in front of his chest, made a cross sign, and refused: "No, it's just this far, it's impossible to go further. But you can think about preparing a few more sets."
When Lan Yu and others heard Chu Ze's previous words, their excited expressions suddenly disappeared.
Before they could cry out, they were suddenly hit by a surprise.
Lan Yu looked at Chu Ze expectantly: "You mean, there are more?"
"Of course there is, and it's already in production." If he hadn't been in a hurry this time and was in a hurry, he would have brought it over directly.
Several generals clapped their hands happily: "Okay, let's do it one by one, and we can still make the other party scream. Just stay closer, we don't mind."
"You still don't mind?"
That generous gesture made Chu Ze smile.
"Do you know how many people there are in our army? You still want to be alone, but you want to eat it! In our opinion, it will be faster if you just lie down on the ground, close your eyes and dream." Chu Ze rolled his eyes. Gone to heaven.
Not to mention how many people are in the army, we cannot supply gasoline alone.
These people think so beautifully.
The man was not angry at all when Chu Ze scolded him. Instead, he scratched his head and laughed.
A few people laughed and laughed for a while before Lan Yu asked Chu Ze's purpose.
Chu Ze is fine and will never come here.
Since you are here, something must be up.
Especially when the war has just been won, most likely this person is related to the Tatars.
I have to say that Lan Yu really guessed it right.
Chu Ze leaned forward slightly, waved to a few people, lowered his voice, and said: "Look at the appearance of the generals, if we guessed correctly, you are going to continue to pursue the victory, right?"
Lan Yu and the others looked at each other in surprise, then smiled at Chu Ze and said, "You are really smart. Yes, we do have this plan."
In today's battle, the Tatar soldiers were greatly reduced.
Coupled with their fear of new weapons, now is the best chance to deal with them.
How could Lan Yu and others, as veteran generals on the battlefield, miss such a good opportunity?
He would only take this opportunity to beat up the drowned dog.
Chu Ze thought as expected.
He knew that Lan Yu would not let go of this opportunity.
If it were him, he wouldn't let it go.
But the Tatars have other uses, and Chu Ze can't let Lan Yu kill them all.
Chu Ze said: "If you go this time, just injure the opponent's vitality so much that he is no longer able to fight against our Ming Dynasty, but don't kill them all."
"Why?"
The eyes of several generals widened.
Just now I saw Chu Ze mentioning this matter, thinking that he was here to give them advice so that they could better annihilate the Tatars. But this person actually said that he wanted to let the tiger go back to the mountain?
Not to mention several generals, even Lan Yu looked at Chu Ze with disapproval.
If you don't give them a perfect answer to this matter, they will never agree.
According to them, all enemies should be killed without giving them the slightest chance to resurrect.
Chu Ze shook his head and said, "Just listen to me. As for the specific reasons, don't ask."
If Chu Ze wanted to tell him one, two, three, or four, they might just listen.
As a result, Chu Ze didn't dare to say anything.
Several generals stared at Lan Yu angrily with their eyes widened.
Lan Yu is their coach and Chu Ze's father-in-law. Chu Ze must listen to what he means.
"Coach, please say something."
"Yes, we listen to the coach."
Although Lan Yu didn't know what kind of medicine Chu Ze was selling in this gourd, he knew that Chu Ze's brain was better than his.
Chu Ze's decision to do this must be for good.
If that's the case, then who will he help if he doesn't?
Lan Yu said without hesitation: "Listen to Chu Ze."
Several generals: "..."
Chu Ze raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you so much for Lan Shuai's trust."
…
It's night, and the night is like water.
In the Tartar King's tent, the Tartar King's face was darker than that night.
(End of chapter)
