"Yang Gan, who is better, Belika or Krisna?" Tian Zong was a little depressed. It was a huge shame to be embarrassed today.
Yang Qian thought about it carefully and shook his head, "It's hard to say. The two of them will win or lose, but Krisna is still more skilled. I didn't see that she is physically strong and can defeat ten with one strength."
"What a person who can reduce ten levels with one effort. I have met people who are nine feet tall before, but those people are tall, but their bodies are weak. Krisna is about nine feet tall, and her body is not weak at all. On the contrary, she is much stronger than men. , It’s a pity that I’m not a man and can’t join the army, otherwise I can expect great fame in the future.”
Yang Gan smiled, his fox tail instantly exposed. "Old Tian, I just want them to go to the military camp. Their motherland values military affairs and despises culture, but their military training methods are still remarkable."
Tian Zong lowered his head slightly and glanced at the king, who nodded slightly without revealing any trace.
Seeing that he lowered his head and said nothing, Yang Qian became angry, "Hey, you have done a lot of military exploits for me, right? Besides, no one likes them either. From the street to home, everyone says they are ugly."
Having personally experienced Krisna's explosive force value, Tian Zong no longer had time to evaluate the king's views, but instead admired him.
"Okay, I have no objection to taking two women to the military camp, but there is one condition for you."
"How much does it cost?"
"Ten gold... Bah~~ Who do you think I am, Lao Tian?"
"What are the conditions?"
"They must give you a tent." Tian Zong considered.
Yang Gan looked at the two women who had no objections and looked embarrassed, "Isn't this good? After all, we are women. What do you mean by a man like me?"
"I wouldn't worry about being with others outside. I'm still by your side. Even if I have superior martial arts, I'm still a woman. Being a maid is fine. Besides, she does look a bit ugly. Look, her hair is all yellow and The red one, when I saw it at night, I thought I was seeing a ghost.”
Yang Qian twitched the corner of his mouth and said secretly, "A bunch of country bumpkins. With Krisna's beauty, if she had been born in a previous life, she would have been a proper supermodel, like a Victoria's Secret Angel."
"Kristina, Belika, do you two want to go to the military camp?"
The two women happily said, "I definitely would like it. It would be even better if they could live in a military camp."
"Then you have no problem with living in a tent with me. After all, our country has regulations that it is a capital offense for a woman to enter the military camp."
Krisna smiled and said, "Since the two of us have pledged our allegiance to you, we will go wherever you go. We will be inseparable and we can also protect your safety."
Since both women agreed, he had no reason to refuse, and he just wanted them to try to command the army.
If he could command his troops, it would be of great help to him. He didn't know how well Ran Jing was doing with the 2,000 men he had now.
Since there are three people living there, Yang Gan needs to prepare some things to expand the tent when he returns to the military camp. The tent he lives in now was quite small at the time because he liked the warm environment.
"Yang Gan, Yang Gan~~~~ Hahaha, I'm back." A slightly tired voice sounded, and a thin young man rushed in from the door with a stern look on his face.
Yang Qian took a closer look and was instantly overjoyed. He hugged him, "Zijin, when did you come back?"
The person who came was none other than Fujiko Jin, who was out doing business. His face was a little tanned at this time, but he looked healthier than before. The smell of buttery snack gradually faded away, and the smell of man became stronger and stronger.
"I haven't seen him for so long. He looks like a man now." Yang Gan patted him on the shoulder with a sigh on his face.
Fujiko Jin knocked off his claws with a depressed slap, and said with a smile, "I'm laughing so hard. What does it mean to be like a man? I am a man, but..."
He came closer to Yang Qian, looked at her carefully, and muttered in a puzzled tone, "It's strange. When I looked at you before, I thought you were pretty good-looking, but now you look more and more delicate."
Yang Gan was stunned and turned to look at Tian Zong, who actually nodded in agreement. Yang Gan was helpless. He was only eight years old, so he was probably still growing. As for whether he was pretty or not, he didn't care that much.
"Oh~~~ I happened to be eating. I almost starved to death." Fujiko Jin was not polite when he saw the food on the table. He immediately moved to Yang Gan's position and started eating.
King Xia Wen frowned, "Who is this?"
Yang Gan pointed, "This is my friend. He and her sister lived in my house. If it hadn't been for his sister and brother at that time, I would have been killed by the Huns. They were my saviors."
King Xia Wen suddenly understood and looked at Tengzi Jin with increasingly kind eyes. If his identity had not been revealed, Tengzi Jin would be kneeling on the ground and listening to the appreciation.
"How are things going?" Yang Qian asked carefully.
Fujiko Jin desperately shoveled the food into his mouth, and hammered his chest so hard that he almost choked to death.
"I knew you would ask." Fujiko Jin ignored Yang Qian and threw a piece of paper directly to him. The meaning was obvious, read it yourself.
Yang Qian was not annoyed. He opened the white paper and read it carefully. As his eyes fell, the smile on his face became brighter.
"Hahahaha~~~Okay, okay, rest for a few days and then run, try to dig out all their information. The more accurate the information, the greater my confidence in destroying the Huns."
"Don't mention it, there are so many tribes on the grassland, there are almost hundreds of them, but the most powerful ones are the Xiongnu, Jie Clan, Yue Clan, and the others are all small tribes. I can't remember so many, but I heard Recently, the Xiongnu are plundering food and weapons from small tribes everywhere, it doesn’t look good.”
Almost everyone around them pricked up their ears. Yang Gan touched his chin, his eyes gradually deepened, and after a while he sighed, "It seems that the Huns are preparing to unify the grasslands. They have such great ambitions."
"They are all jackals, wouldn't it be bad to let them fight?" Fujiko Jin picked up a piece of meat, his eyes became confused, and he looked at the meat in his hand and felt a little unsure.
"It's good, but it depends on how good it is. There are no eggs left behind when the nest is overturned. After they are unified, the first unlucky city will be Daxia, and the first unlucky city will be Tuncheng, Shoucheng, and then Yuntong, no one can escape." Yang Gan stood up and kept walking around with his head lowered.
"General Yang, do you think I'm going to draft an official document and send it to the emperor? Do you have any suggestions?" Tian Zong saw the king's eagerness for knowledge and immediately understood how to guide Yang Qian on how to express his thoughts. speak out.
Yang Gan smiled and said, "Yes, let Fujiko Jin go to the grassland again. This time we will do something big and sell weapons."
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Tian Zong was about to cry. He led him to talk to see what bastard words he said, "General Yang, stop making trouble and sell it to them. If they come to attack us, wouldn't it be raising a tiger's nest?"
Yang Gan looked at King Xia Wen and the others, "You are copper and iron merchants, right?"
"Yeah, what, you want to get some goods from us, young master?" King Xia Wen hit the snake and took the stick to see what kind of medicine his precious son was selling in the gourd.
"We in Daxia use iron weapons the most widely among all the countries. Many armies have successfully replaced their weapons. Haven't you ever thought about how to deal with some old bronze weapons?" Yang Qian said lightly.
King Xia Wen suddenly realized, "Do you want to sell these useless weapons to the Xiongnu so that you can make a profit?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk?" Yang Qian pointed to his head with a look of disgust on his face, "Use your brain more."
Xue Kang'an and Qu Xiuwen carefully looked at the king's face. As expected, King Xia Wen's face was uncertain.
He was a little annoyed and said, "Then tell me, a huge amount of bronze weapons are returned every year. Why sell them to the Huns if it's not for profit?"
"I'm just talking about selling grassland. Whoever says selling to the Huns, whoever fights with the Huns, we will sell to them, and let them bite each other. When they are at great loss to each other, we Daxia will directly march north."
"Young Master is really talented in literature. It's very vivid when a dog bites a dog and leaves a hair on its mouth." Qu Xiuwen praised.
"This, this can unify the grassland?" King Xia Wen became excited. Is there anything more exciting to be a king than opening up territories?
Yang Gan pointed at King Xia Wen and smiled and said, "Uncle Xia, you are too anxious, how could you be so fast?"
"No more, anything else will be military secrets." Yang Qian took the information and read it, and said one after another.
King Xia Wen looked like he was constipated. Why did his good son become like this now? Half of the words were said.
After a while, Yang Qian suddenly patted Fujiko Jin on the shoulder.
"Cough cough cough cough~~~! Damn it, what are you doing? You're choking." Fujiko Jin almost spit out the rice.
"You kid, your records are not comprehensive."
Fujiko Jin immediately put down his bowls and chopsticks, grabbed the information and checked it carefully, "No, my records are very complete, there can be no omissions."
Yang Gan looked helpless, "This is only the route of a small number of Xiongnu tribes. Let me explain it to you clearly. First: the migration route of Shan Yu's royal court. Second: the relationship between Shan Yu and various kings and ministers. Third. : The relationship between the various tribes will facilitate my subsequent deployment."
Fujiko Jin opened his mouth and suddenly gave a thumbs up, "Yang Qian, I admire you more and more. You have planned to such an extent, counselor, no, no, no, you will definitely be able to command an army of tens of thousands in the future."
Yang Gan shook his head, "I'm a bit smart, not handsome. If I could, I would like to be a charging general. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a pity for my martial arts."
"It's so dangerous. The generals who charge will die quickly. It's a pity that I am a businessman and cannot join the army to serve the country."
Yang Gan gestured to everyone, "Everyone, pick up your wine glasses."
Everyone didn't know what Yang Qian was going to do, but he still picked up the small bowl according to his instructions. He looked around and said loudly, "We all toast Fujiko Shin with a glass of wine."
After speaking, Yang Qian solemnly placed the wine in front of him and bent slightly, "Brother Zijin, please!"
Everyone, look at me and I look at you. King Xia Wen has an expressionless face. He has been fooled around by Yang Qian today. He just pointed at his forehead and said he was an idiot. He was acting in a complete way.
