Chapter 24: Clouds covered

At least half of these words were what he saw on the forum in his previous life, which may not be completely in line with historical facts, and logically there was a suspicion of changing concepts. However, the garbage in the era of the Great Bang of Knowledge, when he heard the trash of the refugees who didn't know a lot of words in the 14th century, was no different from the sensation. When the generals around him heard it, their fear of the enemy immediately fell sharply. They took the conversation and said loudly, "Oh! I thought it was such a powerful hero. It turned out that the country was destroyed by 20,000 troops!"

"I haven't held on for ten years, so I'm wasted such a big man!"

"It's not ten years. Haven't you heard Brother Zhu say that more than 100 countries have lasted for less than ten years. On average, one country is destroyed in one month. Even a group of pigs is not like this!"

"I guess their country is too small, and each one is like a village here!"

"Nonsense, how can there be such a small country in the world?!"

"Why are there no? The country of Goryeo is as big as an egg, but I always feel that I am a citizen of the Yuan Dynasty. I can just take a stick every day and whisper!."

"Or why should I call them a good match!"

Sesame Li listened patiently for a while and saw that although the generals were getting further and further, their tone had gradually returned to normal. He nodded slightly to Zhu Dapeng, then patted the table and ordered loudly: "Okay, don't say too much nonsense. I will definitely not surrender! Even if I die in battle, I will still be a hero of Qianqiu. But how to fight this battle? I want to hear what everyone wants to say first, and then let's come up with a specific charter together!"

"Yes!" Everyone's discussion immediately stopped abruptly, they looked at each other, and stared at each other with big eyes. Since they decided to fight, they would pull the team out now, and then everyone rushed forward. Why are there any questions about how to fight? Everyone hasn't read a book on military books and can't read many big words. Who can do these things?

Seeing this, Sesame Li could only take the initiative to click, "Old Zhao, you read the most, so you can talk about it first!"

"As for order!" Zhao Jun thrust his chest and answered particularly loudly. "The last general had heard that the enemy had only 15,000 people. Even if they were all elite, their troops were seven or eight times different from our army. Therefore, the last general thought that going out of the city to fight was the best strategy!"

"Coax!" The bottom immediately exploded again. Generals at all levels rubbed their fists and gritted their hands, eager to try, changing their previous cringe appearance!

"Yes, no matter how powerful the ghost soldiers are, we can beat him one by ten of us."

"Mr. Zhao is right. We were all confused just now. I didn't expect to have the upper hand in the number of people!"

"Flying, field fighting, let the Tartars taste the power of our Xuzhou men!"

"Fight in the field, fight in the field, kill them all and avenge Xiaopei's old and young men!"

Hearing the passionate echoes around him, Zhao Jun pressed his hand down with satisfaction and continued: "The advantage of military strength is only one. Second, the enemy came from afar and walked more than 160 miles a day in two nights. Although there were horses to help carry luggage, they must be trapped now. But we have been squatting in the city for two or three months to maintain our energy!"

"The military advisor is right!"

"The military advisor is brilliant!"

The sound of praise from all over the place was like a tide, shaking the window screen. Seeing everyone supporting him so much, Zhao Jun was even more proud and pressed his hand around and continued to add, "Third thing is the future development of our Xuzhou army. If we hold a hundred thousand army but are blocked by more than ten thousand Tartar soldiers and cannot retreat, what kind of face will we have in the future?! And as long as we destroy this group of Tartars, we can kill the Yellow River, recover Peixian and Jeju in one fell swoop, and then go north along the canal and directly attack Dadu!"

"Fight, fight, kill all the Tartars!"

"Go straight to Dadu and catch the emperor to wash the toilet for me!"

"War, drive the Tartars back to the north of the Mo!"

The generals were incited by the beautiful blueprint he drew their blood, and they all opened their voices and shouted. Only Zhu Dapeng's emotions were not affected by the warm atmosphere around him. He neither shouted with everyone nor agreed with any analysis used by Zhao Jun. He was alone, just like a group of drunkards standing among a person who had not touched the wine.

The historical knowledge he had mastered in his previous life was very pitiful. However, in this pitiful historical knowledge, he clearly told him that the one who won the world in the end was Zhu Yuanzhang. Whether the Red Turban Army had fought in the north and where the Northern Expedition finally reached was all vague. However, he knew clearly that the one who entered the capital and gave the last blow to the Mongol Yuan Dynasty was definitely not Sesame Li.

Since this is the case, Zhao Jun used all the descriptions just now to be a painting cake. Not only is it impossible to achieve, but it is also likely that the heroes here will starve to death on the way to get the cake!

At this moment, he was so out of place with the surrounding environment, it was difficult to attract other people's attention. Soon, several gazes swept over one after another. The most severe one must belong to Zhao Jun. The latter moved his legs and pressed him in front of him in three or two steps. His eyebrows stood up and he asked with a sneer: "Governor Zhu doesn't seem to agree with what the Chief Secretary said just now. Do you have any different opinions? Or, you are still thinking about accepting the court's envoy and using everyone's heads to change yourself to an official position?"

The last sentence was so vicious that Zhu Dapeng couldn't help but fight back, "Where did Lord Changshi do this? If the general wants to accept the amnesty, why should he reveal the true face of those ghost soldiers just now?! Besides, the people in our Xuzhou army that the Mongolian Yuan court would never let go, may be the last general except our General Manager Li. People like Zhao Changshi are unwilling to accept amnesty. How could Zhu be ahead of Zhao Changshi?!"

"You-!" Zhao Jun's face suddenly turned red and instantly turned to his ears. His name was not as loud as Zhu Bashiyi. This fact has long become a hidden disease in his heart. Every time he thinks about it, he grits his teeth with anger. Most of the various infightings targeting Zuo Jun are also due to this reason.

But the reason why Yinji is called Yinji is that he will never want to see the light. However, Zhu Dapeng today lifted the acne in his heart in front of everyone. How could he not be angry and embarrassed?!

"What's wrong with me? Could it be that Zhu said it wrong just now? Then Zhu apologized!" Zhu Dapeng has tried his best to avoid direct conflicts with Zhao Junyong for more than three months, not because he was afraid of this person, but because he always felt that he was an outsider and did not want to cause unnecessary disputes in the small indigenous group of Xuzhou Army. In addition, he did not want to cause trouble for Sesame Li. After all, the latter still gave him unconditional trust even though he knew that his identity as the master of the Maitreya Church could not stand the scrutiny. This kind of kindness of treating him is worthy of his own repayment.

But since Zhao Jun was forced to retreat today, Zhu Dapeng was unwilling to continue to tolerate it. He sneered a few times, and the verbal fighting skills practiced by the 21st Century Forum instantly reached its maximum. "Zhu apologized in front of everyone, like Zhao Changshi. As I said just now, Zhao Changshi was actually willing to accept the invitation from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't pull this old face in front of everyone. This correction will make sure that it is appropriate!"

"You--!" Zhao Jun asked himself and said it was enough to give it to him. However, he had been exposed to such a rapid "firepower". He opened his mouth a few more times and couldn't even refute it. He suddenly stretched his hand towards his waist and was about to draw his sword to fight Zhu Bashiyi.

At this time, the physical fitness of Zhu Bashiyi, the pig-killer, was revealed. He just quickly took a small step back and hid out of the attack range of Zhao Jun. Then he hid his body towards the pillar that had been split several inches by sesame plums, poked out half a head, and continued, "What? Does Zhao Changshi want to kill me to silence me? Then you'd better wait for a while. This is the convention hall of our Xuzhou Army, not your Zhao Changshi's private territory!"

"Enough!" Seeing that Zhao Junyong was about to vomit blood by Zhu Dapeng, Sesame Li, who had been watching coldly, slapped the table hard and shouted sternly. "Have you two made enough? Stop it for me! The enemy is facing, what's the ability to fight in your own nest?!"

"Yes!" Zhao Junyong and Zhu Dapeng agreed and returned to the team one after another.

Sesame Li was so angry that her teeth were itchy. She looked at Zhao Junyong and shouted loudly: "As the chief minister, there is no tolerance at all? How can you convince your brothers? Why do you still hold the knife in your hands? Why don't you get up quickly? Otherwise, don't blame me for using you to set the rules today!"

"Big, big manager!" This was the first time Zhao Junyong was scolded by Sesame Li in front of so many people. He immediately felt so aggrieved that his eyes turned red. He inserted his sword back into the scabbard with hatred, and argued with breathing, "It was him who pretended to understand and pretended to be profound and provoked trouble first. Otherwise, otherwise, how could he have the skill to deliberately target him?!"

"Then you shouldn't draw your sword to each other. This is the conference hall, not the two cities outside!" Sesame Li glared at him fiercely and scolded him sternly. After scolding him, he thought of the other party's face and the friendship over the years, and was unwilling to let this person get out of the way. He turned his eyes to Zhu Dapeng again and ordered in a deep voice: "If you think there is something wrong with Zhao Changshi's words just now, just say it out directly. Why do you have to look down? Are we people not worthy of being brothers with you?!"

"No, no! There is really no!" Zhu Dapeng felt very wronged when he heard this. If he hadn't respected these passionate men, he would have slapped his butt and left long ago. Why should he stand in the Ximen University camp and drink a lot of northwest wind every day?!

However, before I could come up with the right words to defend myself, the former military governor Mao Gui suddenly glanced at him and said sincerely: "Brother Zhu, although you have been working hard recently, you are indeed very enthusiastic to everyone. But have you not noticed that you are too arrogant and always stand on the top of a mountain when talking to us. Except for the chief executive, you almost look down on anyone among us! You always put yourself in an outsider position, as if you don't want to have any connection with us at all! I'm straightforward, don't dislike listening! But you can ask, do you all have this feeling!"

"No, really, no. You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense!" Zhu Dapeng didn't even see that he could use his full firepower to deal with Zhao Jun, but when he met a man with a solid mind like Mao Gui, he immediately became in chaos.

Ask yourself, for three months, he has been working hard and doing his best to bring the Xuzhou army on the way to rebirth, so that passionate men such as Sesame Li and Mao Gui can avoid the unknown fate in history and avoid becoming a wave of the beach. But why? Why do everyone thinks that he is arrogant, and why do everyone thinks that he looks down on anyone in Xuzhou?

Mao Gui, the former military commander, said: Flowers, VIP tickets. You Zhu Bashiyi look down on me, why are you so few flowers and tickets? You don’t even want to stamp them?
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