"Is this also a vigil?"
"Maybe there are so many wolves, tigers and leopards here?"
"Just build a fire!"
This is obviously a less pleasing military order.
Position …
Looking at a face of complaining soldiers Luxiong Naiyu is also worse for this army.
After selecting one thousand lucky soldiers, I went to Zhongjun’s tent to play by myself.
It’s someone else who is tired of marching day and night. He is comfortable and has slept for too long. It’s a long night and a long root.
"positions! Hey! " One person entered the account to visit.
"Huh?" Looking down, Lu Xiong asked, "Is the old general occupied?"
"Minister …" Luxiong said, "The army is tired from hardships day and night. When it comes to Tongce, it is necessary to rest. I feel that there is something wrong with it. If you need to send someone to guard it, you can send military forces in Tongzhong as soon as you meet the general …"
"All right!" Shouhehe smiled and said, "This is the army of the Western Expedition. Are you the commander of this army? Are the two soldiers and horses inseparable from each other?"
"Positions ….." Luxiong a hand to say that there is some truth in the army’s most taboo preparation is messy.
"Since the old general is here, why not play chess with me?"
"This …"
"Come on!" By taking out chess, he went out to play and naturally brought all the equipment.
"It’s …" Lu Xiong should. "It’s … Aren’t you tired?"
"Not tired!" How can you be sleepy after sleeping all the way by setting the chessboard road in high spirits
"Come to the old general, you will hold the black!"
"Yes!" Luxiong picked up a black suddenly feel familiar with this scene.
Chapter 527 Different
When he recalled the rebellion, didn’t he also leave him in the palace for a few games of chess?
It was those deliberately defeated games that boosted his confidence in counterinsurgency.
Luxiong face a grave position must have hidden something in this chessboard.
He casually landed on the chessboard. Although he knew that Zhou Wang’s emergency March was to make this slave from the army grateful to him, Lu Xiong still couldn’t help but ask, "Is it too much to be dissatisfied with the harsh soldiers who marched all the way?"
"Over?" Just smile after being stunned.
How can you earn fatuous value without being too harsh?
Accept "it’s your turn!"
"I really don’t understand the anguish in my heart. Please help me!" Luxiong casually asked again, "Pursuit marches to break through the limit of foot soldiers and teach them the cruelty of the battlefield. It’s hard to get here. The soldiers in Tong are so happy that they need to have a good rest and treat them well when they are stationed. This will surely stabilize the morale of the army, and it will also gather the hearts of the people …"
What with what?
Why did you tell me this mess when I asked you to play chess with me with a frown?
He turned his eyes and said, "You are too utilitarian."
"Ah?" Lu Xiong’s facial expression is sluggish. He is a veteran of the Three Dynasties. He holds a high position in the Ministry of War. Even so, he is not too eager for fame and gain. Even if he gave a bad review with his hands tied, he didn’t particularly mean it. How can he be too utilitarian?
So Lu Xiong bowed his head and said, "Please help me!"
The "utilitarian heart" was fooled by the side of the mouth. "But this so-called utilitarian heart of mine does not mean that the old general asks for fame, but that you are too arrogant."
"Everything you do is calculated. I ask you, does everything have to be restrained?"
"Shouldn’t I be kind to soldiers if I’m not a military commander?" Lu Xiong took a deep breath and became more and more puzzled. His heart was as messy as chess.
Lu Xiong was a little angry again. "We forced the soldiers to March day and night to get to Tong, so that the soldiers could break through the limit and meet the war in the near future. Although it was to let the soldiers watch the night tonight, it caused dissatisfaction, but now the Chinese army’s big account still lights up. Isn’t it all a means to watch the night together?"
"Ah?"
What the hell are you talking about?