"Very good!" At this moment, the Marquis seemed to have sparks in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said these two words, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Isn't it just a few thousand private soldiers? Can we replace the enemy?
Six thousand vanguard troops are worth it!"
In an instant, the Marquis thought of a way to deal with His Highness's move. To put it bluntly, it's still those words. For the sake of the overall situation, a certain part of the interests can be sacrificed. What needs to be sacrificed now is the private army of these dozen lords, including
Meng Han included. As for the noble lords themselves, they can be completely ignored. If His Highness really dares to go his own way and force these nobles to go to the battlefield to die, then there is no need to wait for the Marquis to take action. I believe that the old princes who are also in the aristocratic class
The lords over there will also jump out to stop it.
Nobles are nobles, and even nobles with hostile relationships cannot be sacrificed so easily. If these lords died today, then if the Marquis gives the order another day, will other nobles also die?
The Marquis has even thought about the follow-up counterattack. Since all these soldiers have been wiped out, these lords will fight to the last man. Regardless of victory or defeat, military merit is indispensable. Even the Marquis can bite back.
The Chinese army deliberately delayed, ruining the lives of the forwards. Those of His Highness, who are responsible for this crime, not only have no merit, but have done something wrong.
Just this simple sentence made His Highness's proud face change color. He didn't expect that there would be such a solution to this dead situation. This is no wonder His Highness, even though he is the son of the old Grand Duke, even though he
He has seen some political weirdness, but he has not experienced a real life-and-death struggle. When it comes to the experience of struggle, His Highness is still in the naive stage. He even really thought that in this military camp that he did not fully control,
There are still military orders, and when he gives the order as the commander-in-chief, the noble lords have to line up to die on their own initiative.
Almost all the lords think so, except Meng Han. Let his personal guards die? How is this possible? Not to mention that their twin identities are now the people Meng Han is most assured of, just because Meng Han invested in
The gold coins they carry alone exceed hundreds of thousands. If they were used to build an ordinary army, 100,000 people would be armed. How could Meng Han let his hard work go to death?
"What? You want to go with your guards?" The Marquis couldn't help but open his mouth when he heard Meng Han's request. Knowing clearly what the result would be if four thousand miscellaneous troops faced six thousand regular elite cavalry, could Meng Han
Are you stupid?
"Yes, I want to be with my guards." Meng Han repeated his request again.
"Believe me, Tony, if I send a general to lead troops, even if all the soldiers die, he will definitely earn a lot of military merit. You don't need to take risks." The Marquis still said
Taking himself as the starting point to consider Meng Han's feelings, of course, he also cares about Meng Han more often. From his standpoint, he really can't understand what Meng Han is doing. He can only boil it down to one point. Meng Han is reluctant to let go:
"Tony, I know you spent a lot of money on your soldiers, but things are not that simple now. This is going to death!"
Meng Han was equally puzzled by the lords who were also named by His Highness. In their view, the Marquis had already arranged everything, and they were just a few private troops anyway. They were distressed, but they didn't have to take risks.
At worst, if we rebuild one, how could a fool like Meng Han actually want to die with those untouchables?
Of course, Meng Han saw the other lords looking at him as if they were a fool, but he didn't care. He had discovered that he seemed to be getting farther and farther away from the nobles of this world, and was regarded as a monster by these people. Even
Several noble lords in the same camp were slightly hostile to Meng Han, which made Meng Han very unhappy.
It is conceivable that the Marquis's praise of Meng Han seems to have threatened the positions of some of his companions in the camp. According to Meng Han's understanding, this will inevitably become a small factional dispute within the Marquis' camp. Maybe Meng Han and
He didn't realize that when more and more nobles tied him to the chariot of his own interests, when more and more nobles followed Meng Han to make money and spoke for Meng Han, he gradually encountered hostility.
"Maybe I really acted a little bit ahead of myself." Meng Han thought secretly in his heart, and at the same time he was secretly vigilant. It seems that it is an iron rule that is universal in any world: "Every tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind."
Maybe after returning alive this time, I will be happier as a person hiding behind the scenes." This is Meng Han's true inner portrayal now.
In the end, Meng Han set off with his team amidst the confusion of the Marquis. Some of the dozen noble lords who also accepted the task like Meng Han laughed at Meng Han for being a fool, some secretly despised him, and some
There were reactions ranging from gloating to the misfortune. As a result of the negotiation, Meng Han took his own bodyguards, another general sent by the Marquis, and a private army gathered by other nobles to go to the front line.
Watching Meng Han and others leave, His Highness couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face. Meng Han was seeking death on his own. No wonder everyone, even the Marquis, had nothing to say. But what was strange to him was why Meng Han wanted to go there.
Even in the battlefield, he did not forget to ride in his luxurious carriage, and at the same time he brought two beautiful little beauties into the carriage. Did Meng Han still want to be romantic and happy before he died?
There are many people who are as confused as His Highness, but no one said anything. What is there to care about with a dying person? If you let him be romantic and happy, so what?
Although Meng Han was on the battlefield for the first time in a strict sense, Meng Han did not feel very nervous while sitting in the armored carriage. There was a group of private soldiers composed of senior swordsmen, including more than a dozen top-level swordsmen.
The great swordsman and two sword masters, plus three magicians including Meng Han himself, a magic armored vehicle, four fireball scrolls of level four power, and a big fireball scroll of level seven power.
Fireball Scroll, let alone six thousand cavalry without magicians, even if less than ten magicians came, Meng Han was confident that he could annihilate them all within a few rounds of attacks.
Meng Han was thinking about another issue. Even people in the Marquis's camp were already dissatisfied with him. It was obvious that he had gained too much limelight in some aspects. Occupying an important position meant blocking him.
Meng Han needs to seriously consider the path of others. Does he really want to rely on a certain political force to charge into battle in the future?
Following Meng Han, there were also the private armies of the other lords. Except for the generals who led the troops, these people did not know what kind of enemies they were going to face and what kind of things they were going to do. They didn't even know that their masters had given them orders.
They designated their future destiny. Everyone just lazily followed the team under the leadership of their respective leaders. Then they looked at Meng Han's luxurious carriage, imagining the two little beauties maids, while cursing the extravagance of the nobles in their hearts.
, while lazily following behind. Fortunately, everyone is treated well, at least every lord is equipped with mounts for his private army.
After a day of rapid march, everyone except Meng Han's team was so tired that they were almost paralyzed. The general who led the team gave the order to rest and camp. Those guys who had been following for a day immediately fell off their horses and lay down on the ground.
He didn't even bother to move his little finger.
Only Meng Han's team still maintained their formation. When they arrived at the resting place, everyone began to set up camp in an orderly manner without any panic. Moreover, everyone seemed to be energetic and not tired at all. Looking at this scene, even that experience
The rich general who led the team couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart. It would be a pity if such a soldier gave up. As everyone knows, in the eyes of Joey and Julie, this kind of continuous travel for a day does not put any pressure on the battle.
To them, it was nothing. During the most brutal retaliation operation, they were chased and intercepted by several mercenary groups, and they stayed on horseback for almost five days.
After the soldiers had set up a simple camp, Meng Han slowly got out of the carriage with the help of two maids. While a group of people stared at him in stunned silence, Meng Han calmly waited on the two maids.
I was busy washing my hands, drinking water, and then enjoying the food very elegantly. What made everyone feel even more unbalanced was that while Meng Han was eating, one of the two beauties was massaging Meng Han's shoulders, while the other was squatting on Meng Han's legs.
Next, gently rub Meng Han's legs.
The ratio of people to people is so irritating. The people here are too tired to move, but Meng Han is enjoying such luxury. He is not a regular army in the first place, and even the generals cannot suppress that emotion. In an instant, there are many people there.
The noise started, and then more people started to make noise until everyone jumped up unbalanced to express their dissatisfaction.
"Look, isn't everyone strong?" Meng Han smiled at the general who came to negotiate with him, pointed at the people around him and said with a smile: "I was pretending to be dead just now, but now aren't we all alive and kicking? After dinner
Come here, I have something to tell you!"
The general leading the team was already a veteran, but when faced with Meng Han's order that gave him no chance to object, he didn't say a word. He could only go back to organize the army, set up camp and rest. Then after everything was settled,
Hurry to Meng Han's side.
"The enemy is fifty miles away, and they are also resting." Meng Han had already seen the group of enemy cavalry through his pet cloud's vision. He called the general to come over, hoping to learn something through his rich experience.
: "You must have been in the army for a long time. I would like to know, do we get more credit for defeating those guys face to face, or do we get more credit for sneak attacks at night?"