On a map that was not large but was carefully preserved, the destination of their trip had already been circled by Li Ning with a red pen.
Next to it is his Chinese interpretation of foreign place names.
It's just that this place name is a bit strange and unfamiliar to most Song Dynasty generals.
"Halicarnassus?" That's a long name.
"You can call it Harbin according to your custom."
Ma Sui didn't pay too much attention to this. He asked directly: "Jiatou asked me to see this picture. Is there any arrangement?"
"Exactly! I want you to bring gunpowder and firearms, rush here as quickly as possible, and then contain the troops inside Harbin from the side and rear."
Ma Sui took a serious look at the place and saw that the name only had three characters. He couldn't help but laugh: "Mendos. An can still remember this name."
"Uh..." Li Ning didn't expect that she was worried about this, so he simply put the map into his bag and stuffed it to him, "I don't need it anymore. A mere small town is just an appetizer for our Emperor Song Tianguo. The general must be If you don’t give me a chance to take action, then Li will have General Lao.”
Ma Sui has a straightforward personality and is slow to turn around.
After listening to Li Ning's words, he was stunned for three seconds without reacting. Finally, Mr. Boya appeared from behind and said softly to him: "Don't worry, Jia Tou, just go and have a celebration drink. You are like a local chicken or a dog." Enemy troops, I believe Lieutenant Ma will be able to display his bravery, and you can drink some warm wine!"
"Okay, then I'll wait for the general's triumphant return!"
Only then did Ma Sui react, bowed and clasped his fists in salute, and shouted loudly: "I won't disappoint Jia Tou!"
Li Ning agreed with a smile, watched her leave his tent, and led his men who quickly gathered to head into the distance.
What he didn't expect was that the crowd staring at his back was filled with all kinds of careerists with ulterior motives.
Among them, Zhang Sui gritted his teeth the most.
Unexpectedly, he planned carefully with the food, and even did not hesitate to eat it to get attention, but he still didn't get the earliest opportunity to make a contribution.
However, not everyone wants to engage the enemy as soon as possible. Oronto Batisi in the city of Harbin hopes that the final battle will come to an end.
As for why, it is of course some unrealistic fantasy.
If the army under great pressure and with high morale can be a little more energetic under the city he defends, then the surrounding Persian army may have enough courage to come to the rescue.
However, this assumption was quickly poured cold water on. The Persian Empire, which was already dying, did not have as rich military profits as Athens.
Therefore, even if they saw an opportunity to cooperate inside and outside, no one rushed to reinforce them immediately.
This made Orontobatis angry.
Although he has experienced countless setbacks since his exile from Athens. His indomitable integrity is still fermenting in his bones, but the cold reality is laughing at him. Can one person change the world? cannot! Unless that person is your enemy Alexander, or some crazy author who is writing this book!
For street writers, some names are truly mind-boggling.
For example, Neoptolemus walking towards Euronthopathes.
"Friend, what do you want to see me for?"
"I know they are taking you as their leader now. But I want to know more, as a generational hero of Athens, how are you going to deal with Alexander?"
"Stand and wait for help!"
"Just be a shy turtle?"
"Aren't you afraid that the turtle shell will knock off your front teeth?"
"I never eat turtles. Because I look down on people like that."
"The tactics you think are useless in front of Alexander. So, my friend, you'd better learn to be realistic."
Neoptolemus was very dissatisfied: "We should take the initiative to attack once. This can boost morale. Sitting in a turtle shell for a long time will only make people forget what war is."
"You are right!"
Oronto Bati finally raised his eyes and looked at the Linkas man in front of him. I didn't expect that he still had such courage. In that case, he might as well use it.
"Then, if they don't attack in three days, I'll film you going out and give them some gifts. It's best if they are something they will never forget."
"Okay. Then we will build the city defense for another three days."
Three days was undoubtedly a long time for Cleitas. He is now worried all the time that the battle will start before he can rush back, and the Macedonian soldiers who lack reinforcements may pay a heavy price under that strong city wall.
This was something he didn't want to see, and the changes he could make were very limited.
Because the damn heavenly army he led really didn’t know what marching was.
It was just a slow pace, after all, they were not familiar with the road conditions, but the many commercial transactions carried out along the way made Cleitas hate this army.
I really don’t know if they are here to fight and fight, or if they are doing business to support their families and make money.
But what could he complain about? There were only about 100 Greeks around him, but not only did each of the heavenly soldiers behind him have stronger armor, but they were also said to have a mysterious weapon that could shatter a person's bones into pieces.
Therefore, he did not dare to make mistakes in front of the other party.
And today, something happened to you that made him even more angry. .
A living team roared past them at almost the speed of a cheetah.
The flags flown by this army and the armor they wear are exactly the same as the army behind them.
"What the hell? Could it be that the reinforcements I came out with were tortoises, and the other party was a cobra that shed its shell?"
Thinking of this, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He found the Song Dynasty general who was following him and complained to him endlessly.
A relative of Puyane acted as a translator in this process. What he didn't expect was that the legendary Greeks with splendid culture would have a foul-mouthed Cleitas.
How can he translate this?
Fortunately, the generals of the Song Dynasty were always very considerate.
Because their bureaucratic relationship is based on this kind of favor.
Therefore, the Song Dynasty general, who had already received the same report from the Prime Minister, knew what the other party was saying without even listening to what the other party said.
This was his attitude, which made Cletus even more furious.
"I know that you are dissatisfied with our slow speed. But let me tell you, I don't want my men to get tired and approach the enemy. As for what you just saw. I can only say that it may be a soldier. A general whose style is different from mine.”
