"Won?"

In the Songjiang Mansion Yamen, Zhang Fan was sitting at the main seat in the middle hall, listening to Davari's report on the recent results of the battle. When he heard that the tank won the battle after just firing a salvo of shells, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be a little surprised.

In the original plan, the tanks were the main force in this battle, and the conscripts were only responsible for the tanks. Unexpectedly, it was reversed now, with the tanks serving as auxiliaries and the conscripts taking the C position.

"Commander, according to the third platoon report, there are currently 25 prisoners of war. What should we do with these people?"

Listening to Davari's inquiry, Zhang Fan suddenly became a little confused.

The reason why he killed before was because he didn't want the news to be leaked and attract other people's attention, but now it is estimated that his story will spread throughout Jiangnan in the near future, and there is no need to kill again to silence him.

"Kill them all, there is no use keeping them, they will only be a waste of food."

Zhang Fan made a decision immediately after thinking for a moment.

Although there is no need to kill someone and silence him, there is really no use in keeping the other party by yourself.

There is no shortage of soldiers under his command, and the general himself does not like this group of goods.

It's not that Zhang Fan looks down on the so-called famous generals now. They were indeed a fierce group in ancient wars, but the soldiers under his command are different. The weapons they use are all the most advanced assault rifles, and even the allied forces will be unlocked later.

More sophisticated weapons can appear after the camp.

You ask ancient people to fight modern warfare, are you sure you don't have a brain?

If he was a civil servant, he might consider keeping one. After all, he would have to have no one under his command in the future. But as for the military attache, it would be easier to kill him. Otherwise, if he turns around and lets go, this guy will pull a group of people behind him and shout to bring order to the chaos.

Use slogans to cause trouble for yourself.

Although I am not afraid, why would I do something if I can avoid it?

Just because he is a life?

Don't be ridiculous, who doesn't understand the principle that the grass will grow again if the spring breeze blows?

Although Zhang Fan was not ruthless, he showed no mercy towards the Qing army.

"Commander, according to the information from the third platoon, this army is just the vanguard, and there may be troops coming from behind."

"That's it..."

After hearing this, Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. After a long time, he gradually said seriously:

"When will the follow-up troops arrive?"

"Based on the distance, it will take about an hour and ten minutes," Davari reported.

"Okay, after they arrive, you don't have to enter the city and go directly to join the tank squadron. I want to see how many of them I can kill!"

Although the follow-up force only has 800 people, with the assistance of tanks, Zhang Fan is confident that the opponent will not be able to enter Songjiang Mansion.

After giving the order, Zhang Fan couldn't help but let out a long sigh while sitting on the main seat.

Although he is strong now, he is still not very good at it.

After all, there are still too few people who can use it.

Although one Red Alert soldier can be worth a hundred, you must know that the Qing government's military strength now reaches hundreds of thousands. With its own power, it is still a bit difficult to attract the real main force.

"By the way, why haven't I completed my mission?"

At this time, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered something. He had already taken charge of Songjiang Mansion, but there was no news of the completion of the mission.

[It is detected that a crusade army is coming, and the host must defeat it to complete the mission!]

At this time, the system prompt box appeared in front of Zhang Fan again.

"I knew that was the case."

Seeing the system prompts, Zhang Fan shook his head helplessly. Although he was a little complaining about this, he didn't understand it.

After all, if occupying the government office is considered as completing the mission, then he only needs to fight surprise attacks in the future. Anyway, occupying the government office can complete the mission, but in fact he still has nothing.

Defeat it, just defeat it, you have nothing to fear anyway!

"Davari, is there any way to reduce the cost of training soldiers? Although the unit price of 100 is not expensive, it will be very laborious if you want to scale it up."

Zhang Fan couldn't help but discuss it with his smart assistant.

In fact, there is no way to solve the problem of insufficient manpower. All we need to do is recruit soldiers from the civilian population. As long as we have enough money and food, we don't have to worry about not being able to recruit people.

But the problem is, Zhang Fan doesn't want to do that.

First of all, these people have no experience in using firearms, so just training them is a troublesome task.

Secondly, the loyalty of this group of people cannot be guaranteed.

The Red Alert soldiers regard themselves as gods and will not hesitate even if they order them to commit suicide, but these natives do not think so.

If there is another civil strife later, this group of people will have fun turning their guns on themselves.

Zhang Fan is not good at discerning people's hearts, and he doesn't bother to do that. With the Red Alert assisting him, it would be a shame if he still lived the same life as those emperors.

As the saying goes, political power comes from the barrel of a gun. He didn't want to have to look at other people's faces and do things all day long like Yong Zheng in the plot.

If you still feel so aggrieved when you are an emperor, you might as well stop being an emperor.

So after thinking over and over again, Zhang Fan felt that it would be easiest to use all red police soldiers. In this case, at least he would not have to worry about being forced into the palace.

"Commander, I have detected that you have a large amount of gold in your hand. In fact, you can convert it into system funds."

Davari gave a suggestion at this time.

"Gold? Oh, how much is that?"

Hearing Davari's words, Zhang Fan couldn't help but frown.

The total gold that I captured is only 100 taels. How many points can I exchange for it?

"Commander, it seems that you are not very proficient in mineral types..." At this time, Davari made a rare complaint to Zhang Fan.

"Well, I'm not a professional, how can I know this..." After hearing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but have a few black lines on his forehead.

"I once explained to you that the points that can be exchanged for each type of ore at the refinery are different. The proportion of points that can be exchanged for gold ore is 5,000 points. But in fact, the highest gold content in a ton of gold ore is only

70 grams.”

After hearing Davari's explanation, Zhang Fan was a little confused at first, but soon he suddenly realized it.

"Wait a minute, you mean, one ton of gold ore can only produce 70 grams of gold?"

Zhang Fan never knew much about mining issues in his previous life. Now when he suddenly heard that only 70 grams of gold ore could be extracted from a ton at most, he was immediately shocked.

"Yes, Commander. In fact, the refinery has a clear exchange ratio. If you exchange gold directly, on average, one gram of pure gold can be exchanged for 100 points."

"Damn it! Didn't you tell me earlier?"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan almost jumped up.
Chapter completed!