Half drunk with wine.

Lin Fan poured another glass of wine for Gan Jiang and said, "Brother Gan Jiang, how much strength does Youhuang still have after reaching this point?"

Ganjiang thought about it carefully and said: "He can't speak, and he can't let people understand."

Lin Fan frowned.

Ganjiang sneered and said: "He thinks he is hiding it secretly, but in fact, where do the secrets in this world come from? As long as you want to know, there will be a way."

Lin Fan smiled bitterly: "Brother General, please don't show off. This matter is very important."

"How dare you? I'm just thinking." Gan Jiang smiled, and then his expression became solemn: "Even at this point, the two emperors still have at least five points of their strength."

"Five points?" Lin Fan raised his eyes slightly: "It seems that I overestimated the two emperors. Originally, I thought that at this point, the two emperors would at least retain the strength of the lowest six levels."

The general laughed and said, "Until I heard these words, I was 100% sure that the world will belong to you."

Lin Fan raised his eyes: "You said the wrong thing, you should be punished with a drink."

A smile appeared in the eyes of the general, and he laughed: "Indeed! It deserves punishment! I drink this glass of wine willingly."

Lin Fan also smiled and said, "What you should be talking about is...us."

"Yes! It's us." The general drank three bowls happily, then stood up, cupped his fists and said: "There are probably dozens of generals in the army, all of them are die-hard loyalists of Emperor You, and with the confidants of these dozens of generals,

Soldiers and so on, I'm afraid there are no less than 300,000 people."

The Rakshasa King's pupils shrank.

The general laughed and said: "These 300,000 people are the first gift I give to Your Majesty. Of course... Your Majesty can also regard it as the certificate of surrender that I handed over."

He left. King Rakshasa looked strangely in his eyes and said, "Why..."

"Why didn't I accept his soul order?" Lin Fan looked at King Rakshasa, sighed, and said, "By accepting his soul order, I can indeed gain his loyalty, but I won't get his talent."

The Rakshasa King did not speak, and Lin Fan sighed: "It would be too wasteful to have only his loyalty to such a person. He is so talented and worthy of the name of a Confucian general."

"Then why can you tolerate this general, but not Yaksha?" Rakshasa smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, the threat of this general is more terrifying than King Yaksha, right?"

"You are wrong." Lin Fan shook his head and said: "The general is indeed a greater threat to you than King Yaksha, but you have to know that there are obvious differences between the two of them."

"Difference?" King Rakshasa frowned.

Lin Fan said seriously: "That's the difference."

He said: "King Yaksha is indeed smart, but he cannot be called wise. This kind of person is prone to do stupid things.

But the general is different, he has great wisdom and knows what should be done and what should not be done, so I can tolerate the general, but I must beat the Yaksha King to a lonely man."

King Rakshasa smiled bitterly and said: "I don't understand these things after all. Fortunately, I have you."

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and said: "You go and rest. There will be a tough battle tomorrow. We have to bury an army of 300,000 people. This is not an easy task. The general must have a lot of plans and arrangements that require your cooperation."

"Okay." King Rakshasa turned and left without any hesitation.

Actually, Lin Fan said tomorrow was a bit late.

When the general returns to the camp, he immediately orders his troops to go to war!

The excuse was that soldiers are valuable and quick, and of course they were surprised.

It’s not that he was not blocked, at least the emperor’s true confidants and direct line generals blocked him many times.

But how can generals allow these people to influence them?

He gave a direct order to pull out a general who had been refuting him on the spot and kill him with a stick!

Because of this, he calmed the situation.

Of course, right after he killed the general, at least dozens of memorials were sent to Youhuang Palace at the same time.

In the Nether Palace.

Youhuang held the memorial handed over by the generals with a stern expression: "Damn it! They all deserve to die! They are so arrogant that even my own commander can't command them!"

A eunuch beside him sighed and said: "They are indeed proud of their favor... Sometimes, they don't even care much about the old slave's summons."

Youhuang's eyes suddenly turned cold!

At this moment, the servant reported that another memorial was delivered.

After Emperor You read the first sentence in the memorial, he tore up all the memorials in anger!

"How dare they call for a thief?" Youhuang was furious: "Send the order! The general is in charge of the three armies and has the right to kill first and then report. Who dares to question his correct order and kill the nine tribes!"

In the camp.

Qian glanced down sarcastically.

Since he wants to send all these people to hell.

How come there is no proper and perfect layout?

His memorial can only reach Youhuang one step faster than everyone else.

In fact, the memorial he wrote did not mention at all that he encountered many constraints in the army, which led to his disobedience to military orders and so on.

He is asking for forgiveness.

He asked Emperor You to understand that his talent and knowledge were limited and he did not have the ability and ability to command the three armies. He highlighted a few names and guaranteed with his life that if these people were to serve as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, they would be able to do anything.

It just so happened that the ones he recommended were the most playful, most pampered and arrogant among Youhuang's direct descendants.

He didn't complain at all, he just put all the blame on him.

But it was this that made Emperor You angry.

After Emperor You's order came down, the entire camp was silent.

Especially those direct descendants who sneered and took away the power of generals just waiting for Emperor You's imperial edict to punish them. Their faces were pale and their whole bodies were trembling.

"First step...arrival."

The general was not in the camp. He was sitting alone on the top of the mountain behind the camp, drinking.

But he saw the eunuch.

Of course, I also heard the suppressed and low exclamations in the camp after the imperial edict was read out.

"So the second step..."

The general's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the military camp that stretched for hundreds of miles behind the mountain top: "Qingmu... don't let me down, I will accompany you in this scene."

"Go-getter."

At this moment, Rakshasa's right envoy suddenly appeared behind him.

This made him frightened and terrified!

Since the Rakshasa's right-hand man could suddenly appear behind him, it certainly meant that he could easily take his life.

"May I ask your envoy if you have any advice?" He did not look back.

The right envoy of Rakshasa said: "By the order of the Prince, I am sending you 800 life-preserving pills of various kinds."

There was a hint of bitterness in the general's eyes.

He quickly prostrated himself, and after paying homage, he raised his hands above his head and took the elixirs.

Rakshasa's right envoy left.

The general sighed and said, "Sir, your kindness and power at the same time have really made me suffer..."

Why are the elixirs no longer given to him at the wine table?

Instead, he chose to order the Rakshasa envoy to be sent?

It was equivalent to Lin Fan telling him again.

I trust you and use you, but if you have second thoughts...
Chapter completed!