dandy city lord

Chapter 132 Promotion and Appointment!

Yang Hu slept until dawn before waking up.

Zhang Yan brought him clean water for washing and was helping him to wash when Liu walked into the tent.

Yang Hu's disheveled face made old man Liu feel a little worried. He struggled for another day under the serious injury, even with the power of the dragon and elephant as his backing, he also showed unconcealable fatigue.

Seeing that the old man had something to say, Yang Hu glanced at Zhang Yan and curled his lips: "Just say what you want, there are no outsiders here."

Zhang Yan tactfully stood aside to pack Yang Hu's bedding.

Big boss Liu cupped his hands to Yang Hu: "City Lord, how is your injury?"

Sitting back in the chair, Yang Hu's ashen face looked shocking, but he lazily shook his head: "I can't die. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Mr. Liu sent Liu Si's sorted materials to him: "The fourth brother sorted out these according to your instructions, please have a look."

Yang Hu took the file and looked at the old man sideways: "Old Liu, I said you don't want to leave yours. I was terrified when I heard it, as if I died by myself."

Liu said with a wry smile: "With your face, I think you're going to die. I know I'm still going to take such a big risk..."

Yang Hu shook his head and lowered his eyes to check the evaluation made by the fourth child, mumbling: "Adventure? Do you think there is an adventure? The strongest city of the Murong family is only at the black iron level. If even they feel invincible, I won’t be scared to death in the future.”

He lazily leaned back in his chair: "Why can the Murong family only have black iron-level cities? Simply put, there is a gap in the level of their generals in commanding battles. They can't maximize the benefits of the war and win the victory." fruit."

"The Murong family is not our biggest enemy yet. If we take them too seriously, then we will be restrained."

Yang Hu raised his eyes and glanced at the old man: "We must constantly temper the strength of our soldiers and carefully analyze the enemy's actions, but when attacking, we must be like a flood breaking a bank or a tiger coming out of a gate. The enemy is afraid."

Liu was shocked.

He clearly felt the tyrannical will in Yang Hu's words. If the goal is not to aim at the Black Iron City, then the city lord's heart is really so...

Yang Hu said in a timely manner: "You can go as far as you can see. Lao Liu, what we want in Lincheng is not to stop the Murong family's invasion, but how to move forward."

"Remember one sentence, no matter what kind of enemy we face, we must despise the enemy strategically and pay attention to the enemy tactically."

Big boss Liu is not an idiot, he was born and died on the battlefield, he understood.

He respectfully said to Yang Hu: "The city lord's ingenious calculations make this old slave admire me!"

Yang Hu shook his head and cursed: "Admiration! You have seen and understood all of these, but you didn't summarize them properly."

He lowered his head and continued to look up the materials made by the fourth child.

Yang Hu's appearance is not bad, with thick eyebrows and big eyes on a square face, and a stout physique, although he has always been arrogant and domineering.

But the moment he calmed down, Liu Dabaozi saw a different city lord in his eyes.

Perhaps this is Yang Hu's true face!
Waiting quietly for Yang Hu to put down the documents in his hands, Liu looked up.

Yang Hu nodded to him: "Okay, let's do it according to this. Break up the current establishment, retrain and integrate soldiers from the two cities, and if there are vacancies for soldiers in the future, just select and join them!"

Glancing at the names on the materials, Yang Hu yawned and said, "Assemble the soldiers, I will pass on the order. I have to go back to my residence and sleep well for a few days."

"Yes!"

Looking at Yang Hu who was getting weaker and weaker, Liu Dazi twitched his eyes, turned around and left quickly, and the horn of assembly sounded outside the military tent.

The footsteps of the soldiers stepped towards the school field.

The Women's Army is among them.

Yang Hu got up and stepped out of the tent, a gust of cool wind blew in his face, unexpectedly made his burly body tremble, Zhang Yan's heart trembled behind him, and hurriedly picked up the cloak and put it on Yang Hu: "The city lord..."

Yang Hu didn't speak, and strode towards Dianjiangtai.

Set foot on Dianjiangtai

Yang Hu's eyes were domineering and unruly again, staring at the soldiers.

He said in a cold voice: "The soldiers of the two cities are united. After today, whoever says that Lincheng is a barbarian will be punished a hundred times!"

The soldiers under the stage were silent.

Yang Hu raised his eyebrows: "The new name will be used from today, Huben Legion."

"Reorganization of the regiment. Ten people form a small team, with a chief and deputy captain; ten small teams form a squadron, with a chief and deputy captain; ten squadrons form a brigade, with a chief and deputy captain. You will receive all position adjustments later, join New squad."

All the soldiers in the audience were moved.

This kind of organization means that the scale of Lincheng's soldiers is constantly expanding. How long has it been since Lincheng is so powerful?
Yang Hu looked at the soldiers and continued: "The Huben Legion has three brigades, all training is unified, uniforms, weapons, board and lodging are unified. The Pink Legion is not included."

The pink legion that Yang Hu said caught the soldiers for a moment.

On the other side of the Women's Army, there was a burst of jubilation.

They also have their own legion number.

Yang Hu rarely showed a few smiles to the female generals of the Pink Army: "The number of the Pink Army has been established, and the training and punishment are the same as those of the Tiger Army. You have to work hard."

"Yes!"

The female generals responded coquettishly, and there was a little more tenderness on the iron-blooded school field.

The soldiers also looked sideways, and some curled their lips.

Yang Hu's eyes burst into a bright light, and he began to announce the appointment.

"Liu Yan, as the head of the Huben Legion."

"Luo Ming, serve as the deputy head of the Huben Legion."

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, as the commander-in-chief of the Huben Legion."

"Bai Ling, Hou Zhi, Luo Jun, and Luo Zhong will serve as the deputy commanders of the Huben Legion."

"Murong Yu, as the head of the Pink Legion."

"Bai Ying, Zhang Yan, will serve as the deputy head of the Pink Army."

"Wang Xiu, as the commander-in-chief of the Pink Army."

"Zhang Liyun, Erya, Zhao Xin, and Liu Chuyun will serve as the deputy commanders of the Pink Army."

Yang Hu paused as he spoke, and his figure on the general platform seemed to shake slightly: "I won't announce the captains of the legion one by one. The next appointment will be detailed by the head of the Liu Army."

Seeing Yang Hu's discomfort, Liu Dazi strode up to replace Yang Hu, and continued to announce to the soldiers, the captain who was promoted, and the rewards for the brave soldiers in the battle.

Yang Hu stepped off the general platform, the ashes on his face turned strangely rosy, he turned around and vomited a mouthful of black and purple blood, he didn't even look at it, got on his horse and rushed out of the camp.

Zhang Yan, Liu Si, Kong Wu and others who were standing in the school grounds looked worriedly at the majestic figure, which wobbled on the horseback and disappeared before their eyes.

Charging his horse into the mansion, Han Er watched the face of the tottering Yang Hu change. Yang Hu's stern eyes stopped his voice, and he got off his horse and staggered towards the study: "I'll talk about everything when I come out."

(End of this chapter)