As a qualified manager, you must not save the money you should spend.
Especially loyal guards like Wang Ben who sacrificed their lives for themselves should be given more attention and preferential treatment. After all, Zhao Huan's life was in their hands.
If you argue with them just to save a little money, you are actually putting a price tag on your life.
The brave warriors were all overjoyed when they received the money. Although they are all "killing machines", they also have emotions and desires. Who doesn't want to live a better life for themselves and their families?
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."
The brave warriors looked at Zhao Huan with burning eyes and thanked him in unison.
Zhao Huan waved his hand and said lightly: "This is not a reward, but what you deserve."
"You only need to remember one thing. When you follow me, you only need to use your strengths. You don't need to worry about the rest. I will naturally take care of it for you."
"From marrying a wife and having children, to food, clothing, housing, and transportation, I will not take care of any of it."
The brave warrior originally admired Zhao Huan very much, and when he heard these words, he was secretly excited.
As soldiers in bloody battles, being able to follow such a leader is tantamount to the blessing they have gained over several lifetimes.
A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, a good minister chooses his master to serve, and applies what he has learned. This is a great blessing for both men of letters and generals.
At this moment, a brave warrior dragged a corpse to Zhao Huan.
"Your Majesty, please look at this man. He is wearing a sword, bow and arrow, and there are several pieces of armor hanging on his body. Even if he is not the leader of the bandits, he should be the junior leader."
Zhao Huan discovered that this man had an armor-piercing arrow stuck in his back. Although the injury was not fatal, he died of excessive blood loss.
After careful inspection of the body, a secret letter was found in his arms.
Zhao Huan couldn't help but laugh after seeing the content.
"Although the secret letter is unsigned and has no clear direction, judging from the information revealed between the lines, it must be written by a member of the Cai clique."
"The head on my neck is actually worth five thousand taels of silver? Haha, as expected of a member of the Cai family, he can really spend a lot of money."
"But having said that, the Loser King has been waiting for a long time, thinking what kind of fierce killer the Cai faction members would hire, but it turned out to be a local bandit?"
"disappointment!"
Since this letter could not be used as evidence, Zhao Huan simply threw it away, stretched his waist, and called Sun He over again.
Sun He thought he was going to be scolded again, so he lowered his head and waited for the prince's anger to come.
As a result, Zhao Huan wrote lightly: "I, this king, have always been determined to retaliate. Since these thieves want to gain wealth by relying on my head, I will naturally respond."
"This is also a training opportunity for you."
"Stay here for three days. Within three days, pick back three hundred bandit heads for me."
Speaking of this, Zhao Huan deliberately reminded Wang Ben: "Soldiers who dare not help are not allowed to help. Sun He and other soldiers are fully responsible for the retaliation."
Sun He was already depressed and wanted to die, but after receiving Zhao Huan's order of revenge, he instantly ignited his fighting spirit.
Since Sun He and his soldiers were not good at archery, he simply took off the bows and arrows and made a fist with both hands.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will never let you down again!"
Looking at Sun He and other soldiers disappearing into the night, Wang Ben felt a little worried.
"I would like to inform you, Your Majesty, that suppressing bandits is a very troublesome matter. Not only are these bandits familiar with the terrain, but they are also scattered like dust and are extremely invisible."
"Not to mention us outsiders, even the local government is not willing to suppress bandits easily."
"After all, this is a thankless job."
Zhao Huan shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "I have never said that I want to suppress the bandits. I just want revenge."
revenge……
Wang Ben's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Zhao Huan.
That night, Zhao Huan stayed near the carriage and was protected by brave warriors and soldiers, so much so that even Wang Ben forgot about the prince in front of him. He had traveled thousands of miles to kill Gao Tuoshan, and he was so powerful.
This king can only be regarded as violent in Kyoto, but once he leaves Kyoto, he will completely become "brutal".
Dare you attack Zhao Huan? Their ancestral graves have been digged up by them!
Zhao Huan turned around and boarded the carriage, directly placing the altar on the soft mat. Li Shishi, who had witnessed the entire passage, looked at Zhao Huan with a little burning look in his eyes.
"It seems that Bianjing City is not the prince's protective umbrella, but a prison."
"When the prince leaves Bianjing, the people he should be afraid of are not the princess and concubines, but the potential enemies."
"The slave family can witness the majesty of the prince with their own eyes. It is a worthwhile trip."
Magnificent?
Zhao Huan raised the corners of his mouth and said with a bad smile: "Didn't you already see my majesty in Hongyan Pavilion that night?"
That night at Hongyan Pavilion, the memory of Master Li being manipulated wantonly by Zhao Huanlu came to mind instantly.
Master Li, who was well-informed and calm about everything, actually had red cheeks.
Perhaps at this time, only the man in front of him could show Li Shishi's feminine side.
Xiao Yaner, who was sitting next to her, was full of jealousy.
"This slave hasn't seen it yet!"
"Isn't the prince going to stay here for three days? With so much time, how about letting this slave see the prince's style?"
Zhao Huan raised his eyebrows, took Xiao Yan'er into his arms, and said angrily: "Since you left Bianjing, you have been provoking me everywhere."
"It seems you won't be honest if I don't punish you."
Zhao Huan's anger played right into Xiao Yan'er's hands, and for a moment the carriage was filled with laughter.
At the same time, Sun He led his own soldiers and began to pursue the local bandits without leaving any space.
They were born as coolies, and their legs were naturally strong. Even without horses, their feet alone were enough to chase down the defeated bandits.
In order to facilitate movement, Sun He and others did not wear armor, but the morale of the bandits had collapsed and they had no courage to fight back. In addition, Sun He and others were all armed with long weapons, so they could still create a crushing situation.
That night, more than twenty thieves were caught up by Sun He and stabbed to death on the spot.
As he kept killing, Sun He gradually became accustomed to killing, and his eyes became firmer.
It's a pity that the thieves keep hiding and trying to find them all is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
The task assigned by Zhao Huan was to kill three hundred bandits in three days, but after the deadline was reached, Sun He and others only killed ninety bandits.
He chopped off all the heads, piled them in the camp, and knelt down on one knee, waiting for Zhao Huan to be punished.
"My subordinates were incompetent and could only find less than a hundred people."
Zhao Huan patted Sun He on the shoulder and said earnestly: "The rest of us owe it first, and we will pay it back slowly in the future."
"What moral virtues have you gained from chasing down the bandits this time?"