Song Chen shook his head gently, and it was time to negotiate terms with this petty Lu Shuai.

"Why can't it work? When digging a moat, it was many times more difficult than filling the river. It's still possible!" Of course, Song Chen would not let Lu Wenhuan take all the initiative, and he also wanted to gain more room for negotiation for them.

"Don't you have artillery?" Of course, Lu Wenhuan was not easy to pass.

"It is impossible to radiate to a five-mile-wide area of ​​only eight cannons in front, and the cannons cannot effectively prevent them from filling the river!" Song Chen also did not retreat.

"It will take at least one month to fill the moat. You can add a few more cannons at that time!" Lu Wenhuan seemed to be very confident in Song Chen and the others.

It was wrong. At this time, both of them understood and knew what the other party was thinking, but they could not expose it now.

"There are two corpses, I have told the Grand Marshal before, and these two corpses are prepared to arm the Ezhou naval army!" Song Chen told a lie. Tian Xiaobao came not long ago. Their craftsmanship is becoming more and more proficient. They can build four corpses in a month, and are also teaching other reliable craftsmen's cannon making techniques.

"I don't believe that these civilians dare to fill this pit under the threat of artillery fire!" Of course, Lu Wenhuan refused to give in, but his style was not his.

"Master, tell me what you want?" Fan Tianshun, who couldn't stand watching, was simple and straightforward.

Hearing this, Lu Wenhuan's face turned red, and then she became angry and embarrassed. You Fan Tianshun, if you weren't promoted by me, you could have become a general, but now you are shy of your face to see what it means.

Even this young boy like Song Chen knows how to play a maneuver with me. Do you Lao Fan be so direct?

"Well, Lu Shuai, I know you have your own concerns. Are you afraid that after the troops are transferred, the Tartars will turn their guns and attack Xiangyang?" Song Chen was in a good mood, so he gave Lu Wenhuan a step, which is not free.

"Of course I have this concern!" Lu Wenhuan said upright, and he would go down if he had a step, no matter which one he gave it to.

"Ship Lu, Song Chen, even as an outsider, knew that changing the direction of the Tartars' main attack would involve hundreds of thousands of people. How big the movement is, the spies in our dynasty are not good. This information can definitely be obtained in time. The two cities are so close, and there are hot air balloons to support each other, support each other and support each other!" Song Chen said with reasonable ground, and by the way, he taught the famous general a "military class".

Of course, this military class was thought to be a slap him in the face, and it means that Lu Wenhuan just has to come here. You can't take more, you can't decide all the military achievements by yourself, and you can't blame others as soon as you lose. This is what Song Chen's subtext means.

Of course, Lu Wenhuan could understand it, so his face turned black and very dark.

"When Xiangyang is in danger, I, Song Chen, will never stare at me, and will support Xiangyang." This time, Song Chen said the truth, and he was sincere.

All the words are up to this point, and Lu Wenhuan didn't say anything.

"How many people can a hot air balloon hold?" Lu Wenhuan asked, objectively speaking, saying that he is not making things difficult now, but as the commander-in-chief of Xiangfan's front line, is analyzing the problem.

"One can hold a thousand pounds of weight, but it can only hold seven or eight people. It depends on the situation!" Song Chen also put away his frivolous tone and began to answer seriously.

"Oh, fat people should be less pretending, thin people should be more pretending," Lu Wenhuan quickly understood. He asked these things to understand how much meaningful it is to transport people in the past. "Everything can be transported in a day, how many times can I transport it?"

"This depends on the sky. The wind and wind will affect driving. On average, you can go back and forth between the two cities in a day!" Song Chen controlled the hot air balloons back and forth many times, saying that it was okay to walk with your eyes closed, but he could only walk so much at most a day.

"In one trip, except for you two controllers, there are fourteen people in one trip, and six people will be eighty-four people a day. It is possible to transport 2,400 people a month, and the number of people is OK, but you really have to transport all of them, and insufficient cement is also a problem!" Lu Wenhuan pointed out the disadvantages of using transportation capacity in this way. He also understood the magical role of cement in defense, so he said this.

Song Chen said that the most scarce thing in Fancheng is now people, and it will be fine if you have enough food for two years. You also have reserves of weapons and ammunition, even if you fight for ten days, it will be enough.

When it comes to fighting, you can meet the ammunition needs in three rounds a day.

Lu Wenhuan nodded, there was no problem.

"I'll write the battle report!" Lu Wenhuan said in an uncontroversial tone.

Song Chen kept winking at Fan Tianshun, Lao Fan, you can't be so silent. You don't know Lu Wenhuan's virtue. No matter how brave we fight, no matter how powerful we are, we will only give you a single word of the military achievements you have exchanged for with your blood.

"Let's show General Fan then. After all, he is responsible for the Fancheng defense line, and he has thousands of brothers under his command to live!" Song Chen was a little impulsive, and he made it clear for Fan Tianshun.

"Is this what you mean?" Lu Wenhuan glanced at Fan Tianshun with a meaningful look. Once upon a time, this was his old subordinate, but now he has almost become a stranger.

Fan Tianshun nodded, and this nod also showed his position. The two were completely separated.

"Okay!" The word Lu Wenhuan was very serious.

"So now, let's talk about how to convince the soldiers to get on that 'basket'!" The question raised by Fan Tianshun made Song Chen and Lu Wenhuan, two self-savvy guys, feel ashamed.

They had been maneuvering for so long, but they didn't think of this important issue.

The ‘basket’ must float very high, and normal people are afraid of sitting on it. Even when Fan Tianshun boards the hot air balloon, this man who is not afraid of the earth keeps his mouth tightly closed. He is nervous, but he just doesn’t say it out.

Song Chen spent a lot of time on the first time when the others sat down, and they were only moved when they saw him riding several times and landing safely.

"This is indeed a problem!" Lu Wenhuan felt that calling his soldiers to confront the Mongolians head-on is much easier than calling them to sit in the 'flying basket'.

"Lu Shuai, there is no problem for you to call your subordinates to take the Clippers to the most difficult and dangerous Fancheng. What's the point of just sitting in a 'basket' now? I can also go over and persuade him!" Song Chen quickly put a high hat on Lu Wenhuan.

However, from the facts, Lu Wenhuan's control over his troops is indeed very high, and the example is that his soldiers are willing to take the risk to Fancheng.
Chapter completed!