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Chapter 233 categorically refuse

The tiger and the dragon immediately stopped doing it.

You guy, why are you filling up with most garlic?

Even if your father met me, he would have to greet him with a smile.

"Banker boy, these 3,500 war horses."

"It's my son."

"The money and goods are all over!"

Zhuang Mingyang was a little surprised.

He already knew from Li Guangli.

Tiger and Dragon made a special trip to buy horses.

But how much money can you find in a poor and poor place in Luoyang Mountain?

Unexpectedly, this guy bought more than 3,000 horses at once.

Zhuang Mingyang blinked and turned around and looked at Chen Lin.

"How much does it cost?"

Chen Lin curled his lips coldly.

"Trade secrets, nothing can be told!"

War horses are more precious strategic resources than food and weapons.

Because, the Great Zhou almost never produces horses now.

How can unstable smuggling be achieved by meeting huge market demand?

It’s okay to sell horses, but it depends on the person.

If you sell the wrong target, what is the difference between it and the capital enemy?

Zhuang Ming patted his chest proudly.

"How much does it cost to sell to Tiger and Big Dragon?"

"How about 30% increase in the price of this guerrilla?

"No? Then 50%!"

The tiger and the dragon were furious and furious.

Is it great to have money?

You little bastard, you dare to cut off the tiger's betrayal?

On the water, Master Hu can't do anything to you.

But when you arrive on the shore, even if your father’s direct troops are coming, what if you come together for 40,000 to 50,000 yuan?

Believe it or not, I rely on two thousand heavy cavalry and thousands of light cavalry.

Can you kill him seven in seven out, and you will be overwhelmed?

"Zhuang Mingyang, you're itchy, right?"

"I'm talking nonsense, Master Hu beat you up!"

Zhuang Mingyang deliberately took a big step.

He also pretended to pat his chest.

"Tiger roars and dragon power, it's so terrible!"

"Tiger and dragon, don't forget that Luoyang Mountain is still under the jurisdiction of Chanzhou."

"Your troops are still soldiers from the Governor's Office in Chanzhou."

"how?"

"Fair trading, those with higher prices will get it..."

Chen Lin sneered.

"It's a pity that I'm not short of money!"

"This batch of war horses belong to the tiger and dragon."

"Sell two?"

"You think I, Chen Lin, are you a person who is jealous of money?"

"Goodbye!"

The tiger and dragon bowed to Chen Lin with gratitude.

"Brother, brother is gone, too."

"Thank you!"

Zhuang Mingyang was stunned.

Seeing the tiger and dragon soldiers roaring away with thousands of war horses.

Blood was dripping in his heart.

The Chanzhou army expanded too quickly.

The military is okay.

His father's direct descendants are now missing war horses.

But all the smuggling channels of the Liao people were cut off.

At least, you won’t get a large number of war horses in a short time.

Fortunately, this guy Shen Lin actually fought against the Liao people in a field.

The elite Liao army attacked An Ding, at least one man and two horses.

Apart from those who were killed, how could Chen Lin’s seizure be less?

Taking advantage of this time, I gave my cousin people and warships.

His other task is to buy a horse from Chen Lin.

"Hey, Chen Lin, don't leave!"

"Let's talk!"

Chen Lin waved his hand without looking back.

"Nothing extra."

"You are late!"

Chen Lin turned around and entered the military camp of the dock.

The soldier at the door stared at him.

Zhuang Mingyang was planning to make a try.

Li Guangli pointed to a row of carriages near the riverside of the military camp.

“Are you familiar with it?”

"Can it be the strange-shaped crossbow you have seen before?"

The thirty large carriages were covered with black felt cloth.

There is something underneath, not allowed to see it.

But what are the five black armored soldiers standing with their hands hanging down around each carriage?

What's the fucking thing is that if you disagree, you will throw a turbulence bomb?

Zhuang Mingyang felt a chill rising upwards along his spine.

When he was in Sanchawan, Chen Lin tried to shoot a strange turbulence bomb.

He directly crossed his ship and hit the water.

More than 350 steps of range.

His heavy trench was beyond the reach of his.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Mingyang's handsome face turned into a bottom of a pot.

"The same heavy-load carriage."

"Watch the river."

"I'm 80% sure."

"The one installed on it is that kind of ultra-long-range bed crossbow!"

Li Guangli laughed and scolded in anger.

"Then you dare to go to the other person's camp?"

"If you don't even look at other people's soldiers, what equipment are they all?"

"Even war horses are fucked by iron armor."

"Your trekking machine is not far from others, what capital do you have to be arrogant?"

"People can run on horseback."

"Where are you, a big ship is burned, and my uncle will have to suck you if he turns around."

"Follow me to go back to the water camp!"

Zhuang Mingyang was very unwilling to accept it, but he really had no choice but to Chen Lin.

He is now promoted to guerrillas on Anding West Road.

He fought through military achievements, which was completely different from his guerrilla content.

The Lushui Iron City is no longer under the jurisdiction of the Governor's Office of Chanzhou.

All the methods on the official side are not good.

"Cousin, isn't you okay with that kid?"

"Can you buy it?"

"Since he dares to sell 3,500 tigers and dragons, he must have a lot of stock."

The two boarded the Wandan ship, slowly drove away from the dock, and turned around and headed east.

Li Guangli patted the railing and said with a wry smile.

"Look at other people's camp, it's a standard for one person and two horses."

"It's exactly the same as the Liao people, the heavy rider is still three horses."

"Of course Chen Lin is not short of war horses."

"If you don't show up, I'll try it out and get a thousand pieces of horses. It shouldn't be a big problem."

"But now?"

"Don't even think of one!"

Li Guangli's heart is the same as Ming Jinger.

He has been at peace for a long time.

Of course he knew what happened to the Sanchiwan robbery.

Perhaps Chen Lin’s strength is not strong enough.

If he could compete directly with your father.

Do you believe it or not and dare to kill you directly?

I heard that at that time, you killed a distant uncle of Chen Yun.

The boy stood aside, pressed his long knife in his hand, and blue veins were rising!

Zhuang Mingyang was dejected for a moment and suddenly gritted his teeth.

"Cousin, that kid has always been in contact with Liao smuggling merchants."

"This time my father got tired of his mouth and then he picked out these large ships from Zou Mingxian's mouth."

"I will squeeze out seven thousand surrendered soldiers for you."

"You must restore the defense line of the Anding section of Huanglongjiang as soon as possible."

"It's better to cut off all smuggling channels of Chen Lin and suffocate him to death!"

Li Guangli disagreed.

You just remembered to do this now, but the empress dowager realized it?

They have already made enough money and there is no shortage of war horses.

The news is now tight, so there is no need to pinch it, and smugglers dare not go out.

This large fleet is not entirely owned by him, Li Guangli.

There are only one large ship of ten thousand dan class and eight ships of five thousand dan.

Three thousand tents and twenty ships.

The rest of the fast ships and a batch of small boats.

All the rest belonged to Zhuang Mingyang.

He, a dignified general, advanced through military achievements.

The number of ships is not as good as that of the second generation ancestor who walked through the back door. Who did he ask for to reason?

However, if he was not Zhuang Zicai's nephew.

These ships are not available in a short time and cannot be fully qualified.

He went to see the seven thousand surrendered soldiers, and they were all the hungry soldiers who were the first to be strong.

Still the one left by his uncle.

None of the surrendered soldiers who had combat experience and were brave and fearless of death.

However, Li Guangli was very happy.


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