"Ah? No way. Long Daoyuan's disciples don't have a good relationship with Long Daoyuan? How is it possible? Nowadays, don't they all respect their masters as they respect their parents?"
"Once a teacher, always a father!"
Yang Gan was full of disbelief and was joking. Although he didn't know Long Daoyuan's disciples, there were always a few who were raised by him. How could he not have feelings for the master who raised him? It was impossible.
The corners of Li Lu's mouth twitched fiercely.
"Your Majesty, here, the Taifu is usually cold and indifferent, and his relationship with his disciples is nothing more than this. I heard that his disciples are brought back by the senior brother to support them."
Yang Gan's eyes gradually became weird.
"Then why are they going to the military camp? Could it be that they want to make achievements? They are not from the Sword Saint Palace. They are skilled in martial arts and have backbone."
Li Lu said, "In Shangguo's court, almost everyone knows that it was the king who killed the master. Everyone's default is that whoever can take the king's head can succeed the Sword Saint Palace. You know, every year in Shangguo's court, How much does it cost to pay to Juggernaut Palace?”
"I mentioned to the previous king a long time ago that the Sword Saint Palace is of no benefit to the country, but it has to allocate a large amount of money and food every year. It is very uneconomical, but the king only gives it for the sake of the Taifu."
"Although there may not be any enshrinements in the future, just because of the big name of the Sword Saint Palace, there will definitely be a lot of followers. If you take on some sneaky missions, you can support a few people."
Yang Gan touched his smooth chin and thought that Shangguo's laws were very lenient towards rangers, but it was rare to be so lenient.
What is the matter of surreptitiousness? You can just do it directly. If someone can set up a killer organization, then it will be done.
I am really convinced by King Shang Guo, and I am completely in awe!
"How are the martial arts of the four of them?"
Li Lu shook his head, "Definitely not as good as the Taifu, but to what extent, no one knows, because they rarely take action."
Yang Qian couldn't understand at all what it meant to rarely take action. If the word "rarely takes action" was used in a TV series, then the other party would be either a mediocre person, a fool, or a peerless master.
But this is reality. Rarely taking action means that the actual combat ability is almost zero.
No matter what martial arts Yang Gan learned, as long as he could use them on the battlefield, he would practice them diligently. If he couldn't use them on the battlefield but could use them in street fighting, he would still practice them.
But if you can't use both sides, then it's useless to practice.
Suddenly, Yang Qian's heart moved.
"Li Lu, can I recruit you, these eight people?"
Li Lu was silent for a while and then said, "There should be no problem, but these people are unruly and need to be suppressed by thunder. Only after defeating them can we negotiate terms with them."
"Of course, this method is suitable for you, Your Majesty. If you are a traditional scholar-bureaucrat family, you can also use the method of recruiting followers."
"It's just recruiting with money, and it's always just a low price. What is attractive to the rangers is the status of a nobleman, but the status of a scholar-official is not something that can be given casually."
Yang Qian suddenly realized.
Li Lu's meaning is very simple. Ordinary rangers can be recruited by paying a little money, but some top rangers have a lot of money and are not short of money. What they want more is the status of scholar-bureaucrats.
Money, status, and force are two types of things that are needed to completely subdue a person, but only one type alone. Unless status is given alone, people will not give up their loyalty easily.
You know, a top ranger is a double-edged sword. If you use it well, it is the best way to dispatch missions. If you use it poorly, you will suffer the consequences.
"I understand. You can go down and recuperate during this time. The decisive battle will not be long."
After finishing, Yang Qian sighed with regret.
"Actually, I arranged a surprise. It's a pity that you are no longer on the opposite side. Otherwise, you can see how I broke through your Zhangshui camp."
Li Lu raised his eyebrows. To be honest, you are awesome, but I just got tricked by you. If you have the guts, wait for me for half a month and wait for the bed crossbow to arrive. Then you will know how awesome you are.
Looking at Li Lu's angrily back, Yang Qian smiled and said, "You must be tolerant of others. Anyone who can be the best in a certain aspect is not a talent, nor does he have his own temper and character."
Zhang Yumeng revealed his head from behind and frowned.
"It's almost time. Come in and go to bed. The sisters are urging you. You are really not afraid of the cold."
Yang Gan smiled and walked inside.
"Hahaha, I'll pull it!"
The atmosphere of Zhangshui Camp is different from that of Yanggan.
Without Li Lu's support, Master Mu could no longer bear his temper and attacked several times, but every time he lost troops and generals, and he didn't even know whether the opponent had suffered losses.
Moreover, he had little experience, so when he saw that the other party sent injured soldiers and gave them medicine, he gladly accepted them.
I also think that Lord Wu An is a fool, he is not kind enough to lead an army, and he is so benevolent as a woman, so he is not suitable for fighting. It seems that Lord Wu An has a lot of achievements in the past, and some people even make suggestions.
However, what made Master Mu unhappy was that Fu Yan began to urge him to fight. Even late at night, he was still analyzing how to attack.
Several generals looked at Young Master Mu and looked like an idiot. The morale of the entire military camp was already unstable, but it was impossible for these generals to come out.
It's an ugly sentence. If they didn't die on the battlefield, does that mean they can be sent back? Sometimes, when one person dies, everyone chooses not to. It's not that they are disloyal to Shang Guo, it's just human nature. .
The demise of a country can be traced back to a great war.
During the war, a stone may cause the war horse to stumble, leading to the failure of a large-scale conflict, and the large-scale conflict in turn affects the large-scale conflict.
After the large-scale conflict failed, it affected the operation of the dynasty and finally destroyed the country.
But a few people know that what they are doing is that inconspicuous stone.
Most people just think that I just did a trivial thing and it has no impact on Shang Guo.
This also proves the saying that no snowflake is innocent in an avalanche.
A few days later.
Young Master Mu began to change his formation. Yang Qian scoffed at this and seduced him out? Isn't this an international joke?
The one who is quite coquettish is in his own camp. Even if he is so exposed, he won't take the bait. With Young Master Mu's unattractive methods, Yang Gan is no longer needed.
Not even Belika was fooled.
Young Master Mu had no choice but to continue ramming with his chariot, hoping that after losing dozens of chariots, he could open a gap in the opponent's military formation.
However, it has been continuously reinforced with ice and snow for a long time, but the outermost part of the moon formation is extremely strong. Not only the chariot, but also the war horse on the head has been hit and the tendons have been broken, and not even a trace of the wall has been shaken.
The time passed quickly.
The snow has stopped for several days.
The smiles on the faces of many soldiers gradually faded, and even the dullest people could feel a sense of killing.
Except for the two wings, almost all the soldiers were gathered in Zhangshui Camp, totaling 400,000.
As soon as I looked around, it was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the end.
Yang Gan gathered all the soldiers who had not crossed the shore, a total of 120,000 troops.
Although the two armies were facing each other with a huge difference in numbers, almost no one in Xia's border army showed any fear. All the soldiers' faces were full of determination, like the black ice that would never melt.
Generals at all levels have already done ideological work, and it is true that the opponent has 400,000. If you can remove the bragging and civilians, the number of troops that can be fought is only a little over 100,000.
There is nothing to be afraid of.
At this time, in the Zhangshui camp, Young Master Mu was in high spirits. He used to lead troops with not more than 400,000 troops, but not even 40,000 troops.
Each time they lead thousands of troops, there are often clan elders who have mediocre qualifications and cannot be put to great use, so they can just stay in one position casually.
But I didn't expect that I can now command an army of 400,000 people. I really want those clan elders to come over and take a look. How awesome is my brother?
Just as the young master was musing, eight people came running over on horseback.
Young Master Mu slightly cupped his hands, his expression full of defiance.
"Wu Anjun, I'll leave that guy to you! No problem, as long as we can get him, I will personally talk to the King and Queen about the succession issue of the Sword Saint Palace!"
The leader, Bian Hongzhuo, took a look at Young Master Mu. He looked like a human, but he felt that he was in need of a beating. He really wanted to punch his peach blossom eyes into panda eyes.
"Don't worry, no matter how strong the opponent is, if the eight of us take action, there is no way we can survive."
"Okay, if Yang Qian, the thief, is killed, I will be able to make the decision and let the king reward you from the Sword Saint Palace, money, and status."
"Thank you, General!"
All eight people raised their hands.
Xia Jun military camp.
Li Lu looked strange. His position was very awkward at this time. He was facing his own crystal, but now he was facing the enemy's crystal. It always felt weird.
After receiving the telescope handed over by his subordinates, he couldn't help but marvel. Whether it was used by generals on the battlefield or by scouts, it was an artifact-like existence.
The enemy has the upper hand.
Suddenly, he felt a gaze, and saw the neatly dressed Wu Anjun turning his head to look at him.
He raised his brows. It couldn't be that Mr. Wu An wanted him to beat one of his own, then that would be really fucked up.
"I set up the Queyue Formation, and the Zhangshui Camp used the Square Formation. Did you teach this?"
As he watched, Wu Anjun's eyes gradually became strange. Li Lu quickly looked through the binoculars. It was okay if he didn't look at it. But when he looked at it, his face instantly turned livid, and it was terrifyingly ugly.
"Master Mu!!!"
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, your injury hasn't healed yet!"
Yang Qian was almost frightened to death. Don't be mad at his SSS-level generals. Then he would be at a huge loss.
Li Lu was trembling with anger at this time.
If a decisive battle is necessary, the best way to deal with the Queyue Formation is to fill it with human lives, but there are ways to fill it.
All in all, the soldiers are not fools. When the battle loss ratio exceeds the battle loss ratio, they will inevitably be defeated.
"idiot!"
Even with Li Lu's surrender, Rao couldn't help but cursed secretly.
Although the army was assembled temporarily, 50,000 of them were elite troops, their direct lineage.
