Seeing Yang Yun's shocked look, I knew that he had not turned around for a while.

Zhao Ping felt that he would still remind him: "It's just to beat his own director."

"Beat your own director?" Everyone fell into thinking, and Zhao Yun even said.

Yang Yun suddenly realized and took over Zhao Ping's topic.

He glanced at him and saw Zhao Ping sitting next to the desk, devoted himself to tea, while others looked at him.

He nodded and said to the others: "What is the specialty of Giant Spirit Chariot? Under the disadvantage of quantity, he only specializes in fighting the Hu people, so don't fight with Hu people artillery."

"But what should I do if the Hu people's Hui Hui cannons and iron cannons come?" Zhao Yun couldn't understand for a moment.

Yang Yun explained: "The reason why it is a giant chariot is because it has thick skin and thick flesh, which can withstand the attacks of the Hu people."

"The Giant Spirit Chariot has a limit after all, and it is impossible to permanently withstand the Hu people's shelling." Zhao Yun thought about it, and there was always doubt in his heart.

Yang Yun shook his head and reminded: "Do you don't have a war horse?"

"It seems that the cavalry must also attack at the same time." Zhao Yun thought for a while, "use cavalry to help the giant chariot."

Yang Yun nodded and asked, "Is there any other problem?"

"How to attack the Giant Spirit Chariot of the Security Group?" Anyway, the Giant Spirit Chariot has thick skin and thick flesh. Now the key is to attack, Zhao Yun asked.

Yang Yun glanced at Zhao Ping and saw that he was still drinking tea with calmness.

It seems that the little saint didn't want to interfere with his command, so he said, "Use Hu to control Hu."

Although Zhao Ping was drinking tea, he was observing Yang Yun. At this time, he looked up and nodded to Yang Yun.

"Attack the Hu infantry and use the Hu infantry to deal with the Hu artillery." Zhao Yun was a commander after all, and he immediately understood.

After saying that, he glanced at Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping nodded and showed a relieved smile.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed and ordered the personal soldiers.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaoniu suddenly came out at this time, and everyone was shocked, wondering what she was going to do?

"Report to the little saint that he will go and pass the order." Huang Xiaoniu came out at this time and bowed to Zhao Ping.

Huang Xiaoniu felt very distressed now and was still a little confused.

When she became Zhao Ping's personal guard, she met Zhao Ping's current personal lady Qiu Ruoshui.

When the two met, Huang Xiaoniu felt very embarrassed.

Although Huang Xiaoniu has recovered from his female identity, he is still wearing colorful security guard samurai costumes, which looks very inappropriate.

What made her frown was that Qiu Ruoshui was nominally Zhao Ping's personal maid, but she was wearing a pink top jacket and ladies' clothes with a pair of buns on her head.

What made her even more unhappy was that Qiu Ruoshui had something to do with dressing up, and she really looked like a lady from a wealthy family.

Are you the maid or the little lady in Zhao Ping's family? Huang Xiaoniu did not expect that this maid would show off so much.

If Huang Xiaoniu is a housekeeper, he would be very powerful and scold Qiu Ruoshui, and change his maid's clothes to see people.

Unfortunately, Huang Xiaoniu is just a personal guard, and Qiu Ruoshui is also a personal maid. The two have similar status.

Qiu Ruoshui seemed not to notice her outfit. Looking at Huang Xiaoniu's costume, she almost burst into laughter.

But she quickly covered her mouth without letting herself make a sound.

Not only that, she also took the initiative to greet Huang Xiaoniu.

Knowing that Huang Xiaoniu is older than her, she kept calling her sister and pouring tea for her and chatting with her. The two soon became friends with handkerchiefs.

Qiu Ruoshui was stunned when he heard that Huang Xiaoniu had seven daughters and only one son at home.

She covered her mouth, looking completely unbelievable.

Her family is obviously different from Huang Xiaoniu's house. There is an older brother on top and a younger brother and sister on the bottom.

Huang Xiaoniu smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing: "If it weren't for this, how could my sister join the army?"

"What kind of official is sister in the security team?" Qiu Ruoshui asked curiously.

Huang Xiaoniu shook his head and said, "It's not just a great official, but a leader."

"What kind of official is the camp leader? How many people are in charge?" Qiu Ruoshui blinked, like a curious baby.

Huang Xiaoniu smiled and said softly: "There are not many people, just four or five hundred."

Huang Xiaoniu was talking while drinking tea, and did not notice Qiu Ruoshui's jealous gaze.

"The little saint is still preparing to promote his sister to become a deputy general, etc. But his sister refused." After a pause, Huang Xiaoniu couldn't help but say.

Qiu Ruoshui's eyes became even more jealous. Huang Xiaoniu was at most two years older than her, but she was already a leader.

Qiu Ruoshui was a young nurse before, and he had only a dozen people under him.

In fact, she was the head nurse and knew how old the camp leader was, but she still pretended not to know.

She didn't know why she had such a heart.

After thinking about it, she felt that it might be because of her discomfort.

She couldn't help but look at Huang Xiaoniu carefully and found that although Huang Xiaoniu had fair skin, red lips and white teeth, she was still different from an ordinary lady.

Not only does she not have the tenderness of hers, but her overall appearance is a bit masculine or heroic.

Huang Xiaoniu's eyebrows are not the kind of slender willow-leaf eyebrows, they are somewhat similar to the sword-brows of men, and their lips are relatively wide and thick.

Huang Xiaoniu felt that his mouth was dry, so he picked up the teacup and snored, and she drank most of the teacup.

Qiu Ruoshui's eyes rolled and said to Huang Xiaoniu: "Sister, I wonder if you have discovered it. You have four or five hundred subordinates and someone to serve the marquis. Now you not only have no subordinates, but you also have to serve others. This is a huge loss."

After saying that, Qiu Ruoshui gently touched the teacup with her cherry mouth and took a sip.

"Are you drinking tea or are you wetting your lips?" Huang Xiaoniu did not answer her, but looked at her and drank tea.

Seeing Qiu Ruoshui's appearance, she couldn't help but frowned and couldn't help but say this.

Huang Xiaoniu spoke, his voice unknowingly increased.

She is a loud voice, and she has always been like this in the security team.

Huang Xiaoniu also believes that you have to speak loudly to make it seem that you are speaking seriously and others can listen carefully.

That's what she said and did.

Qiu Ruoshui was stunned, then smiled and said softly: "It's drinking tea. The little lady should drink tea like this."

Huang Xiaoniu didn't expect that there were some other things to pay attention to when drinking tea.

"Sister, the little lady should speak softly and not speak loudly." Qiu Ruoshui continued, patiently educating her about being a woman.

Huang Xiaoniu couldn't help but frowned, not expecting that he would have such a request to speak as a young lady.

Qiu Ruoshui continued to look at her reaction, "Can sister salute?"

"Of course," Huang Xiaoniu finished.

After saying that, Huang Xiaoniu bowed his hand.

Qiu Ruoshui chuckled: "Sister, that's how a man bows, and the little lady should do this."

After saying that, she stood up and made a happy life, with an extremely calm and graceful posture.

When Huang Xiaoniu saw Qiu Ruoshui's posture, he frowned while drinking tea.

Qiu Ruoshui looked at Huang Xiaoniu while having a great fortune.

She thought about it, slowly picked up the tea cup and sipped the tea.

Huang Xiaoniu looked at her drinking tea and also learned.

Unexpectedly, she quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip, but she felt something was wrong.

Huang Xiaoniu looked carefully and found that there were only tea leaves in the tea cup, and the tea had been drunk at some point.

Qiu Ruoshui saw Huang Xiaoniu's appearance and hurriedly added water to her teacup.

Huang Xiaoniu bowed and said thank you.

As soon as she said it, she felt something was wrong. Why did she unknowingly treat her like a man?

Seeing Huang Xiaoniu's behavior, Qiu Ruoshui was secretly amused and felt that his stomach almost made him feel so painful.

But she can't laugh, otherwise she will not be a lady.

"Sister, how much do you know about the little saint?" Qiu Ruoshui asked while drinking tea.

Huang Xiaoniu gently picked up the teacup as he imitated Qiu Ruoshui and drank tea while thinking.

When she put down the teacup, she realized that the cup of tea had been drunk half again without knowing it.

Huang Xiaoniu smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sister only knows that he is a little saint."

"The little saint is the title of literati. The little saint is not only a versatile talent in literature and martial arts, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, tea, etc. How many sisters can they do?" Qiu Ruoshui's eyes flashed with the admiration of the little star, and then asked.

"Sister is just a rough understanding of literature and ink, and he has no chance of playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Why is the little saint still proficient in tea art?" Huang Xiaoniu said this, and couldn't help but bow down. Later, his voice became smaller and smaller.
To be continued...