Chapter 442 The First Plane (5)

Of course, Huang Xuan would not achieve perfectly, but when Huang Xuan concentrated the army of microbials early the next morning, the number was still comparable to that of Mr. Commas, at least 60 mega units.

"It is said that the glory of the Turpine family is rough and fine. Are you a Song family?" Mr. Commas praised with temptation.

"Thank you." Huang Xuan did not answer. He had no idea what the difference between Song Family and Lu Family was.

"Cyrus, stay here." Mr. Commas picked up half of the bison in his right hand and raised it far away, "Huang Xuan, are you going with me or watching Cyrus?"

"Let's go together." Huang Xuan said and handed Cyrus a sect that could be refined: "Look at yourself."

After saying that, the two of them rode on the horse.

As I saw earlier, the European army of this era did not attach importance to reconnaissance. To them, the reconnaissance was not as great as people imagined. The army arranged the array and started fighting - not because of the chivalrous spirit, but because only in this way can victory be achieved.

Therefore, Hannibal's victory is built in frontal confrontations. Without surprises, even if there are fewer ones, it is a victory of the array, not a victory of the strategy.

The small number of cavalrymen who came out to investigate were enough to just give the army time to line up.

From the Cyrus era to the birth of Christ, from the Macedonian phalanx to the Roman phalanx, in most classic battles, both sides of the war rested face to face, then stood in line, slowly approached, and fought.

This makes many annihilation wars look like massacres in the end, not fighting, and Hannibal's annihilation war is no exception.

Huang Xuan and Conmas only started using camouflage covers until they were visible.

Lorraine said without expression: "10,000-round circles per minute."

Thinking that the camouflage cover might have to be used for several hours next, Huang Xuan knew that it was 50 times more powerful. No wonder Mr. Commas didn't use energy easily. No one's assets shrank by 50 times, and the rest was not enough to spend.

When the two arrived, the troops of many countries would enter the stage of "burying the pot to make rice". People from various tribes gathered together, cooked their own food, and ate different things, some were good and some were bad. Huang Xuanze and Mr. Commas put out sinus bacteria together, with 100,000 units per pot.

Mr. Commas put on a camouflage cover and said while doing it: "Only ten percent of the people here will avoid bacterial infections. 50% of the people may be able to withstand the initial infection, and when the remaining people are not so lucky."

"It seems that the mercenaries also need to get these vaccines?"

"Not all, only the time warriors can fully inject it, but the mercenaries can be sent back to their plane after being infected. And if there are travelers and bases, it will be much more difficult to deliver. It's not like us." Mr. Commas said, cutting off the meat of a little finger from the horse's back and slipping down the edge of the pot. The sinus bacteria rolled in boiling water. 10 seconds was enough for them to spread to all the food. 100 degrees could not kill them.

Huang Xuan did the same thing as Mr. Commas. Speaking of which, there were really a lot of pots here. They poisoned most soldiers' big pots and let the small pots go - to some extent, privileges really seemed to exist forever.

Walking through a Gaul camp, Commas sowed bacteria and said, "The initial attack will take two hours later. It is estimated that they will be stationed tonight, and then, in two more days we will see Hannibal."

"Two days? Half of the people will die, and the remaining army is not enough for Hannibal to win."

"Do you know how many troops are here?" Mr. Commas was quite surprised. It was difficult to judge the number of troops without using energy. It was too wasteful to use energy at 50 times the loss.

"About 50,000. As I said, the number of Hannibal troops before the Kanney War."

"Do you say 25,000 people are not enough? We can use energy cannons to help, and a 1-pound cannon can easily solve the problem." Commas was very confident, but he still wanted to listen to Huang Xuan's opinions when he said this.

Xiao Huang pondered for a moment and said, "If we want to change this plane to the greatest extent, then we should control Rome and the city of Rome. You may not know that this era is the politics of the city-state, that is, a city ruled by a vast area. They solve many problems through alliances and alliances, but the foundation is still the city-state, and they are residents of cities and cities. In this way, only when Carthage attacks Rome and controls Rome is considered a victory."

"so?"

"25,000 people are not enough to control the city of Rome."

"50,000 people are not enough." Mr. Commas is very clear about this.

"Hannibal is good at using mercenaries. His current goal is to dismantle the alliance of Rome and obtain soldiers from Gaul. But the problem is that he cannot make the number of newly acquired soldiers exceed his original number of troops, so we cannot kill too many of them."

Huang Xuan's persuasion worked, and Mr. Commas thought about it and nodded, "Then we will see Hannibal tomorrow."

This was the tone of consultation, Huang Xuan nodded naturally. It was not because of Huang Xuan's fragility or some messy emotions that he did think that 25,000 people were too small, and there were hundreds of thousands of people in Rome. Including slaves and surrounding areas, it should be more than one million. Perhaps more now, and his alliance is no exception. However, Carthage's soldiers are always decreasing. If Hannibal was defeated, Carthage would be defeated, or waiting for the rise of new opponents? That was unrealistic. Mr. Commas's thoughts were still on the question of how to obtain the greatest profit. He wanted to obtain more foundations of domination, while Huang Xuan wanted to balance time and effect.

Back on the hills on the first day, Cyrus caught two more deer. He used a bow and arrow made by Commas, and was directly twisted with energy. The effect seemed very good.

Looking at the Cyrus roasted deer from afar, Mr. Commas smiled at Huang Xuan and said, "Come to talk to him?"

Of course, Huang Xuan knew what to talk about. It was obviously more powerful than cultivating an agent, Cyrus, and then controlling through the existing agent. And whoever talked to Cyrus may determine who will control this time period and who will control this plane. This is the beginning and also a conversation about rights allocation.

Seeing Huang Xuan's expression, Commas laughed dryly, looked into the distance and said, "A ordinary level 3 traveler is not qualified to have a lost plane, even if the hope is slim."

Huang Xuan grinned and ran forward. For the first time, he felt better than Mr. Conmas, at least, he dared to do something.

This suddenly reminded him of the pendant his grandfather once gave him, and the words he said - "Be brave." Huang Xuan felt that when he was in the plane world, it was like the eve of going to Brazil. Perhaps, he had nothing but courage.

"Mr. Huang..." Cyrus bowed halfway, and he obviously did not respect Mr. Commas.

Huang Xuan waved his hand indifferently, got off the horse, found a place to sit down, and said, "Cyrus, your surname is Achaemenid?"

"Just call me Cyrus." He did not answer the question.

"So OK, I'm going to be simple, and to put it bluntly, you can't go home."

"I know that I chose to come here myself." Cyrus' expression did not change much. He was in his 50s and had nothing to let go, except for power.

Huang Xuan curled his lips and said, "I will take care of your sons, but what do you think about you?"

Cyrus looked at Mr. Commas getting off the horse from afar and sat on the ground, but became nervous. Judging from the attitudes of the two, he guessed that he might have sold it.

"Everything is heard from Mr. Huang Xuan." Cyrus said in Persian.

"I hope you have the opportunity to rule here." Huang Xuan pointed to the surroundings and said, "There are two powerful countries in this world, maybe three, but you only need to take into account two of them, namely Rome and Carthage. I think you already know that if I give this place to you, can you rule it without a confidant?"

Cyrus knew this was an important moment and said almost immediately: "The cronies can be cultivated, as long as you give me a foundation."

"Can you still fight?"

"Yes." Cyrus patted his chest.

Huang Xuan smiled and said, "Have you used the scattered drug series?"

"What is that?"

Huang Xuan pouted and said with a strange expression: "It is a medicine that can extend your life span. Then I will give it to you when you master it."

Cyrus lowered his head carefully.

...

In the early morning, after eating the roasted venison without seasonings, the three of them stepped on the horse's back and ran out along the route at noon.

Mr. Commas looked at the rising sun with concern and said, "This is not the main plane of p001."

"How did you judge?"

"Energy, I applied for an energy inspection." Commas smiled helplessly: "I don't know how to have the lost plane, but finding the main plane is obviously one of them."

"We will find it." Huang Xuan said nothing. When he entered p001, he did not seem to have a chance to choose, and trying it takes time.

Looking at Dongfang, Huang Xuan was undulating on the horse's back and said slowly: "Is the r plane okay?"

"I'm a little worried about the elders of the family."
Chapter completed!