C222 Fight or Not Fight
C222 Fight or Not Fight
"Brother Zhao, don't worry. In my opinion, we don't need to worry. We should be worried about the other side. Let's wait and see. We'll wait for them to attack first. Then, we'll wait and wait for them to attack. We'll kill them. " Zhao Tuo, this old ghost, gave you his long white beard and said.
According to the date of his birth, although he looked older, Zhao Kuo was still a few hundred years older than him.
"Half way through the war, such a good opportunity has been wasted. Why the f * ck are you still waiting for the rest to do the work for you? You guys are fighting like this, no wonder you always lose." Li Chengliang pointed at their noses and cursed.
"Oh, where did this country bumpkin come from? It's the Korean of our generation! You dare to give your grandpa pointers on the art of war? It's that dog you raised! You even ate your old boss, and you still have the face to talk about us here?! " Li Jinglong angrily rebuked.
Their family was the Marquis of the Great Ming Dynasty. If not for the fact that Li Chengliang, this son of a b * tch, had caused Nur Harchi's pig skin to take advantage of them, their Old Li family was still a Marquis of ten thousand years. How could they not hate this Li Chengliang?
"The two of you, don't quarrel first. Let's abandon our idle time and face the outside world together." Zhao Tuo tried to smooth things over.
"Alright, alright." The old fox Li Chengliang hurriedly replied.
On the other hand, Li Jinglong, this young and strong young man, was unable to suppress the anger in his heart and was still cursing indignantly.
"Brother Zhao, based on what I see, I'm afraid that the Underworld won't be able to handle the current situation. Obediently, their army of 100,000 is even fully equipped with guns and cannons. We can't stop this." Zhao Tuo sucked in a breath of cold air and said.
This fellow isn't really good at war. In history, whoever he sees is awesome, he'll just throw it in the other direction.
"That's not right. There are a million soldiers of the Underworld, so why should we fear a mere rebel?" Li Chengliang said as he repeatedly stroked the beard on his chin.
"Bullsh * t! One million soldiers, tell me! How much did you make you bastards pay? A total of three hundred thousand will do. Those who can fight... I estimate that it would be no more than one hundred thousand, and the elites inside... That would probably require a discount. How are we going to fight? " Zhao Kuo said angrily.
When he came to the Warring States Period, everyone had soldiers. Although the 400 thousand Zhao army was large, their quality was not bad at all. It was not comparable to the current quality of the army.
He hated people from the Ming and Qing Dynasties because this habit of eating money was developed by these two Dynasties.
At the Warring States Period, they did not give out salaries at all. They were soldiers who fought. They also prepared their own weapons and rations to fight.
"Elder Zhao, this is what you are talking about. It turns out that you don't have any salaries? What about your 400,000 strong army? Now you are counting, is there 50,000? I don't think there are more than 20,000 soldiers in there, right?" Li Chengliang retorted sarcastically.
Zhao Kuo's face turned red, and he could only sit down angrily.
"Your Majesty, if you surrender, do you think the Underworld will be defeated?" Li Jinglong asked.
"About that! Mm, I'm not too sure. After all, the Underworld's roots are deep, so it's not that easy to get a discount. " Zhao Ya said as he stroked his beard.
"Then what the f * ck are you talking about?" Li Chengliang immediately mocked.
"Bullsh * t! I think you're the sh * t! Let me tell you, if you keep shouting at me, I'll kill you!" The King of South Vietnam, Zhao Tuo, had lost his temper.
He had tens of thousands of soldiers under his command. If they really fought, Li Chengliang's 1000 Ding Cavalry troops would not be enough.
Because, among the 1000 cavalry troops, only 200 of them were truly capable of fighting.
Li Chengliang retracted his head. Compared to these rich people, he still did not seem to be qualified.
Li Jinglong laughed and cast a contemptuous look at Li Chengliang. Hehe, if you want to fight with us, you must first have some troops under your command.
"Elder Zhao, in my opinion, let's just do it alone." Zhao Tuo slammed the table. He was not afraid of scaring these people and said straightforwardly.
"Ah!" Everyone let out a surprised cry.
"This isn't too good." Zhao Kuo said hesitantly.
"What's wrong? Let me tell you, being a king is really comfortable. I've only been a king for a few decades, and I haven't had enough of it yet." Zhao Tuo's eyes lit up as he said to the crowd.
"Damn it, you old thing wants to be a king yourself. Where did you put us?" Li Jinglong immediately berated. He still had 50,000 soldiers under his command. He could gather up 100 thousand troops, although their combat strength was low. But also right to speak.
Just as the few of them were arguing and arguing, Hee Feng had already brought the heroic spirits of the army of 100,000 to the open space.
Souls had no need for the road, because they were not physical entities to begin with. They only needed a space to be able to stay there.
They were now floating neatly in the open space beside the River of Rage.
This place might have been the place where they had set off for the expedition in the past, but now, they had returned here.
In the distance, several generals of the Underworld were debating whether they should fight, surrender, or be independent.
As for the military souls, they were all thinking about whether or not they should go home and take a look.
However, after thinking about it, it had been decades. What could they see when they returned home?
His parents' graves, or they had long disappeared from his home.
They were hesitating. After dying for so long, they had long understood their situation.
Now that they had fulfilled their wish and returned to their homeland, which was their home, their hearts were somewhat satisfied, but they still wanted to go home and take a look.
Even if they only took a look at the pile of old soil in front of the house, even at the ruins of the house, and at their parents' lonely graves.
They all wanted to go back and take a look.
At this time, the two star and one bar officer walked out of the crowd.
His hands slightly pressed down, and the noisy crowd immediately stopped. The buzzing sound that had just resounded in the wilderness had already disappeared.
These deceased heroic spirits still retained their instincts when they were alive, retained their instincts as soldiers that had gone through strict training, and obeyed orders.
The two-star and one-line military officer walked in front of Hee Feng. With a bang, the two-star and one-line military officer gave Hee Feng a solemn military salute.
After that, the entire field, 100,000 military souls, neatly and orderly, gave Hee Feng a solemn military salute in unison.
With a bang, they put their arms on their pants. The sound was even louder than thunder. The 100,000 soldiers and 100,000 military souls expressed their gratitude in the most solemn way.
Hee Feng did not move, but the two-star and one-pronged military officer made a move.
He took a few steps, and then his soul rose into the air.