What makes Li Quancheng so sad is that when he saw these eight guys, he couldn't help but think of the tragic fact that he was a powerful governor with only a team of seven or eight thousand people under his command. It really hurts as much as it hurts.
With each touch, Li Quancheng's face gradually darkened. Dou Wen, Fan Qinghe, Gao Lan and others were much better at observing words and emotions than Long Wenhu. Seeing Li Quancheng's dark face, his heart skipped a beat.
Both eyes looked at that guy Long Wenhu, blinking, knowing that this guy was going to be extremely happy and sad again. For a while, several people felt happy and bitter in their hearts.
What's gratifying is that this guy didn't change his original intention after all. He charged forward again and suffered the consequences. He blocked the lord's anger for himself regardless of his own safety. He was about to die heroically. What's bitter is how dark the lord's face is this time.
, it is estimated that this group of people will probably follow in the footsteps of Long Wenhu. For a while, several people showed a generous attitude of sacrificing themselves and despising death. In this solemn school ground, they added a lot of people out of thin air.
It has a somewhat tragic meaning.
When Long Wenhu was proud, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck. Now he was much more energetic than yesterday. Eating everything would make him wiser, right? What's more, after eating so much in one day, he would be burping again and again. If he didn't become wiser, he would be wiser.
Isn't it the same as eating shit? So as soon as he felt something was wrong, he immediately looked at his brothers: "Sure enough..." Long Wenhu couldn't help but nodded secretly: "My old feeling is very accurate, brothers are very
Sad... Mr. Li's face is very dark... I, the old dragon, ``I, the old dragon, am afraid that I will fall into the pit again..."
Long Wenhu couldn't help being cute again, blinking his eyes, staring at Li Quancheng with pitiful and affectionate eyes, and said with a flat mouth: "My lord... what do you think..."
There didn't seem to be any arrogance in his tone, and he was full of flattery and hope. He wanted to grab Li Quancheng's sleeves and wave them...
Li Quancheng was so upset by Long Wenhu that he almost vomited out the breakfast he had just eaten. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Okay..."
Long Wenhu's eyes lit up, his mouth grinned, and he was about to grin, but before his smile fully bloomed, he suddenly heard Li Quancheng roar: "What a bunch of rabble!"
Long Wenhu's smile suddenly changed. The smile was so sad that it was even uglier than crying.
Li Quancheng was not angry for no reason, there was also a reason. On the one hand, he was a bachelor governor, and more importantly, he felt that the training of these soldiers was really like a rabble!
He had already figured it out last night. He was now firmly in the Southern Song Dynasty. It was impossible to go back to that era. If he escaped... the world was so big. How did he arrive when he first arrived? He was not familiar with the place except for a bunch of people.
The "antiques" that people in the Song Dynasty didn't value were penniless, so where could they escape to?
But then again, although I was deceived by that old duck, I stayed in Xiangyang City and became a Xiangyang Mansion. Although I was a little bachelor and a little shabby, I was still a high-ranking official and a civil servant with many subordinates.
There are seven or eight thousand people in a city. Compared with those who are gangsters, he is still much better. Thinking of this, Li Quancheng suddenly doesn't want to leave.
Li Quancheng has a trick for making choices, which is to present the worst consequences of his choices to see if he can bear it. If he can bear it, do it, and if he can't bear it, get away. And for him, the worst result of Xiangyang Mansion is
The word "death" means either being shot to death with random arrows, or being hacked to death with random knives, or being trampled to death by thousands of horses. Although the method of death is different, the result is really the same. Isn't the worst result just death? Leave, in this troubled world
In the middle, I am afraid that my fate will not be much better than death!…
So Li Quancheng decided to do it!
After making the decision, Li Quancheng really began to think about his future in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Although he is very unconventional, let alone, when this guy is thinking, his face exudes a light called seriousness, and his brain will become much easier, because he was put in dire straits and tortured by Yan Shengnan
For an hour, he lay on the bed with his eyes open all night, but it also made him think clearly that in order to gain a foothold in this troubled world, he must have money, people and territory. Now he has Xiangyang City in his hands and an army of 8,000 people.
Compared with the number of Yuan troops he knew, this person really made him feel embarrassed to show his hands. However, if trained well, eight thousand people could be trained into an elite army, and they would be a force that should not be underestimated.
Strength is the most suitable for occupying the mountain and becoming the king...
"grown ups···"
"Uh-huh? Miss Yan, what's the matter?"
Each of the eight captains rolled their eyes and felt very sad and angry, "Who is this person?" The eight of them took turns shouting three times. You are so stunned that you are in a daze. This little girl just shouted softly.
, you just woke up, you can’t be so shameless. Among them, the dragon Wenhu is the most indignant. This guy always thinks that the only role of women is to wash, cook and give birth to children. Why did I, the old dragon, shout a few times, sir?
You didn’t even agree to me. You’re a woman with small breasts and a small butt who can’t give birth well and doesn’t have enough milk. Why should you just say “Sir” and say yes to you?
···But these words were suppressed by him today. Nothing else. It was just yesterday that he was bullied severely by this woman with small breasts and small butt. This girl was simply a tigress...
"Several generals are calling you..."
"Sir, the Song Dynasty is weak now, and the Yuan army is strong. If it hadn't been for your help, Lin'an City would have been difficult to protect, and all my subordinates would have died on the battlefield..." Dou Wen spoke very measuredly and very well.
Although they only spent one day together, Li Quancheng still attached great importance to his opinions, and his expression softened a lot. He nodded slightly and said, "Keep talking!"
"As one of the ten thousand captains of the White Tiger Camp of the Royal Forest Army, my subordinates do not put gold on their faces..., the combat power of the Royal Forest Army is still acceptable, otherwise we would not dare to pursue an army of 100,000 Yuan with 10,000 people.
Things are coming."
Recalling the confusing thousand-mile chase three days ago, Li Quancheng could naturally see that the combat power of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty was not as vulnerable as some books said, so he couldn't help but nodded and said: "Not bad!"
"But it cannot be denied that we took a lot of advantage in that battle, and we also paid a price of more than 2,000 people. And with that kind of advantage, we were only so lucky that time, so next time,
Even with an army of 10,000 yuan, we may not be able to achieve an overwhelming victory."
Dou Wen's eyes flashed, and several captains were also thinking calmly. Only Long Wenhu's eyes were darting around, sometimes to Dou Wen's face, and sometimes to Li Quancheng's face, but the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it.
The more confused I become, what on earth does this old Dou want to say?
"We only have 8,000 people. Even if we can defeat 8,000 or 10,000, we still can't win..."
Li Quancheng took Dou Wen's words and said: "So you mean to recruit troops and at the same time improve the combat effectiveness of our army, so that one can be equal to ten?"
Dou Wen bowed his hands and said loudly: "My lord is wise, please train your troops and train our team of 8,000 people into elite soldiers who can fight one against ten!"
Li Quancheng only knew that Dou Wen was a commander of a thousand, but he did not know that he was appointed commander when Lu Xiufu decided to put the eight thousand imperial guards in Xiangyang and hand them over to Li Quancheng. The emperor was young and Lu Xiufu was such a big man.
One of the three people in the Song Dynasty who had the right to do so, and in Lin'an City, Dou Wen was actually the battalion commander of the White Tiger Camp, and the reason why he agreed to Lu Xiufu's request was out of respect for Lu Xiufu, and both
After seeing Li Quancheng's "bravery", he was willing to do so!…
But - even though they only got along for one day, Dou Wen still saw that his new commander was not as reliable as he thought. Therefore, he had some ideas. It was not that he wanted to seize power, but that he did not want to follow a person.
The unreliable master has lost the lives of eight thousand of his brothers!
But he is a steady person, he will not just look at the "surface", he does not know that this surface is basically close to the reality, so he gave a bunch of reasons, step by step, link by link, with the only purpose of
Let's try to see whether Li Quancheng is a real handsome man or a fool with only the courage of an ordinary man, so he proposed to let Li Quancheng train troops... Another reason is that he was very unhappy with the sentence "What a bunch of rabble"!
Li Quancheng looked at Dou Wen with a half-smile, which made Dou Wen's heart skip a beat for no reason. He had a premonition that something bad was brewing, but he soon put away the uneasiness in his heart - big deal.
You are being tortured by this unreliable adult again, what is there to worry about?
But he soon realized that compared with this time, yesterday's torment was nothing more than child's play...
But it was said that after hearing Dou Wen's peremptory request, Li Zhan just nodded slightly, and then walked up to the general platform. The war drums beat, and the more than 8,000 imperial guards who were training suddenly stopped.
Looking at the general platform, listening to the war drum call, the eight thousand scattered imperial guards began to gather quickly. Dou Wen and others also quickly returned to the army and stood in front of their respective military formations.
Li Quancheng glanced at the school grounds with a smile. Suddenly, he discovered a very serious problem - there was no amplification equipment!
Before, he felt that eight thousand people were too few, but now he felt that there were too many people. How loud would it be to roar? How much lung capacity would it take? How many golden voices would it take to swallow? Even if it is
That guy Tengger is here and he needs a loudspeaker too!
"Something big is going to happen now..."
Li Quancheng was in a bit of a dilemma, but now he was riding a tiger. Dou Wen obviously had a problem with the young master. If he, the deputy envoy of the West Beijing pacification, knew that Xiangyang Mansion had been demolished by his troops in less than two days,