The simple conversation immediately allowed the grievances between the two to disappear. &&At this moment, both father and son felt that if they wanted to be proud of themselves in the Zhao family, the internal strife in their family would be no longer great. Or Zhao Wuji, after all, was an older person and a father, so he was naturally much more generous than his son.

"Well, it's a good person. This time I only brought 2,000 people. You know when Shu Yuer left, and after a few days of war, the soldiers in the village suffered a lot of casualties. In addition, I brought a lot of gunpowder and food this time. I guess you need some of these things!"

When Zhao Xu heard his father's words, he was worried that his father would hate him because of Lu Ming's death. At the moment, Zhao Xu couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Father, you are here just in time. We have collected a lot of spoils. In addition, there were many vehicles under the command of Bahayi, the Governor of Bershallo, who happened to send a team of people to bring the wounded soldiers and spoils back to Yulinzhuang. My son thought that my father must have been a little tired on the road. It just so happened that today we got a station wagon from Bahayi, the Governor of Bershallo, but my father was resting in the car!"

As he said that, Zhao Xu was going to personally lead the horse for his father Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji, who was originally holding the reins, avoided it, and then turned around and handed the reins to the servant beside him.

"Xu'er, it's not a big deal for you to lead the horse for your father. But at this moment, you are also the head coach of the first army, and the head coach must look like a head coach. After we defeated Blasaro, you must look like a governor. Xu'er, I only have one sentence in my heart to tell you, don't be compared by Fu Bo! Otherwise, what face can we call a room in the Zhao family?"

Zhao Xu felt sad when his father said that their family was in the Zhao family at this moment and had no status at all. Everyone saw Shu Yuer's face and heard Zhao Fubo's rules. As for the Zhao Wuji family, there were many estrangements between the father and son because of a concubine. This is probably the reason why the Zhao family was disappointed with them in private.

In addition, Zhao Wuji's words just now also conveyed a very important message to Zhao Xu. Although he was Zhao Xu's father, this army belonged to Zhao Xu. Even if he conquered Bosaro, he still belonged to Zhao Xu. He did not intend to be the emperor, nor did he intend to accept his son's power. In this way, Zhao Xu must be relieved.

"Father, don't be sad. When we fight the city of Bosaro and occupy the entire Berzaro time, we will let them see that our family is not the one they can understand!"

When Zhao Wuji heard his son's words, he threw the family affairs aside. However, he asked Zhao Xu about attacking the city of Bosaro. Zhao Xu was not busy saying that he just took his father to the station wagon. At this time, his subordinates had already arranged the food and food again and lit the beacon, which was a good environment for speaking.

"Xu'er, let go of the rest and not talk about it. Is there any sign of attacking the city of Bosaro? What is the route of march ahead? When you get to the city, what are you doing?"

Hearing his father's words, Zhao Xu put down his chopsticks but sighed.

"In the previous route, I have sent more than a dozen cavalry teams of 50 people to investigate. If there is any obstacle or ambush, they will come back to tell us at any time. But if you get to the city, there is no better way. Father, you have also been to the city of Bosaro, and you should always know the height of the city wall. The city wall has strong crossbows, hard bows, and stone throwers. Moreover, most people can use pulley bows, and it is not difficult to find out. When I was in Yulin Village, I used to call the ordinary Zhuang Ding in the village to blindly block the enemy outside the city wall.

If Bahayi, the governor of Blasaro, did the same, it would be a big trouble. Although the young and strong in the city may not be able to fight, it would not be difficult to shoot arrows from outside.

Zhao Wuji held the wine glass in his hand, thought silently for a while before he started speaking.

"Then the place where there is no obstacle in front of us, the army can drive straight into the capital of the province of Bosaro. When I got there, I had an idea. This time, when the governor of Bosaro, Bahayi, built a stronghold under the city, but it was quickly built with wooden stakes and sandbags. I think we always use it when attacking Bosaro. Then we can install a few high platforms inside, but use stone throwers to bombard the city.

Isn't there any raindrop cannons, or they can be used to break the stone thrower. I remember you did this when the Governor of Bershallo Bahayi attacked the city. When the stone thrower and giant crossbow broke, there would be nothing to stand by."

Otherwise, sometimes, everyone has to sit together to find a way to do things. Zhao Wuji's idea made Zhao Xu think of another idea.

"Well, this is a solution. After you said this, my father, I had a new idea. This time we bought a lot of lamp oil from Ziyun Village, but the thing burned very well. I wonder if we installed lamp oil in the stone thrower this time, but they all threw it to the city wall. Those stone throwers only need to be wet with oil. When we went to the thunderbolt, it would definitely catch. Do you think this is good?"

When Zhao Wuji heard his son's words, he couldn't help but feel that his son's brain was better than his own. When the lamp oil burned so vigorously, it would naturally burn vigorously when thrown into the city. When he got into the inner city, he could attack the city.

However, the idea that the father and son thought about during a meal was that after thinking about it, they did not think of a way to break through the city gate. If the city gate was just a thick wooden city gate, it would be nothing. But if there was a thousand jin gate, although it could be broken through with some old methods, it was time-consuming and labor-intensive but difficult to accept.

"Yes, breaking through the city gate is really not easy to do. Those thousand-jin gates are made of iron, both thick and strong. Not to mention the ordinary stone bullets used by stone throwers, even the thunder cannons have no way to deal with them. If the thousand-jin gate cannot be broken, then the Bosaro City will not be easily broken!"

Zhao Wuji frowned while stroking his beard. He agreed with his son's statement very much. Unfortunately, the methods he knew were all time-consuming, labor-intensive and labor-intensive old methods. What good methods can be broken by a thousand pound gate?
Chapter completed!