key to come

Moreover, these people are all his own sons, just like Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't kill Zhu Di for Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Di couldn't kill his second and third sons before he died, but left the mess to the boss.

"I don't dare to remonstrate." Grand Master Xiao said in a low voice.

"Both of you... whoever receives this last, remember to give it to the person I choose last." Ji Nanxian said softly, "This is the last thing I can do."

"Your Majesty, we still have a [-]% chance of winning." Grand Master Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "I would like to personally lead the army, and fight to the death with ease!"

"In this battle, all of my big Zhou's cards were played." Ji Nanxian waved his hand: "Only you two and Liang Zan know about this matter."

"I know that Grand Master and Liang Zan treat Shen Lang like a nephew, but you must put state affairs first at this time."

"Shen Lang is a piece of jade in the rough, but he is too young."

"Remember, find a way to let those young people who are really capable go back alive."

If Grand Master Xiao hadn't refuted Shen Lang because of his different ideas before, Ji Nanxian would not have dared to discuss this matter with Grand Master Xiao.

Ji Nanxian knew that Grand Master Xiao was fond of Shen Lang, but he was Shen Lang's teacher after all.

Shen Lang's mistakes, he has the obligation to correct.

"If the emperor chooses the fifth prince, why does Shen Lang insist on establishing the crown prince?" King Yan said, "The crown prince is in Youzhou, Youzhou...this king has basically never taken care of it, it is Qian He and Shen Lang who are in charge."

Ji Nanxian glanced at King Yan: "Tie him, he has no foundation, Da Zhou can't afford a civil war."

Ji Nanxian suddenly remembered that Shen Lang, the god of plague, seemed to be quite powerful.

He went to Nanzhao, causing most of the Yaozu to relocate overseas, and Nanzhao's combat power was basically abolished.

In any case, there is no need to worry about Nanzhao and that part of the Yaozu. This is a blessing in misfortune.

Ji Nanxian felt that Shen Lang was often his lucky star, even if he persisted in the end, Ji Nanxian would not be willing to kill him.

Fortunately, Shen Lang is well controlled, he doesn't have that much real power, otherwise it would be a real disaster.

Obviously, Ji Nanxian instinctively forgot the threat of his son.

Shen Lang who has real power can't really make much waves, but the prince with real power or the son of King Yan is different...

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Shen Lang didn't know that Ji Nanxian had already understood the power of calamity, and now he and Chen Qingzhi got together to count his troops.

Together, the two lost more than 1000 cavalry, a quarter of the battle damage.

Shen Lang clenched his fist tightly.

In war, people die, and it is not just one or two people who die.

He also felt uncomfortable when counting the soldiers. Many people were chatting and bragging with him before, but now they have become numbers of dead.

These people were different from the officers and soldiers who were killed when he joined forces with Ji Wangshu for the first time, they were his soldiers.

The most helpless thing is that even with Shen Lang's ability, there is no guarantee that no one will die.

If there is no reason for the weather, he should be able to guarantee [-]% of the battle damage, which is the lowest consumption.

But now with the influence of the weather, he himself doesn't know how many people he can guarantee to survive.

However, he can guarantee that this battle will destroy Rouran and Yaozu, making them powerless.

"Qingzhi, how did you feel before?" Shen Lang looked at Chen Qingzhi.

Chen Qingzhi's face turned pale. He waved his hand and touched the horse's fur: "It's not bad."

Chen Qingzhi had been on the battlefield many times before, but they were all small battles, and this was the first time for such a big battle.

"Do you think there is a problem with this battle?" Shen Lang said to Chen Qingzhi.

"Without this strange weather, Rouran would have lost the fight like this. They can only hold on for a month to two months, and then they will be consumed by us." Chen Qingzhi said.

"Then if you knew in advance that such extremes would occur, how could you win?" Shen Lang knew that his talent was not as good as Chen Qingzhi's, so it was better to leave the matter to a professional at this time.

"Well, a battle with such a disparity..." Chen Qingzhi frowned: "First of all, I want to command the soldiers. It doesn't need much, [-] is enough."

"Twenty thousand can break Rouran?" Shen Lang's eyes lit up.

"No." Chen Qingzhi shook his head: "It's me who wants to go all the way to the rear, so this battle, even if there is a huge difference in weather and time, I can still win."

Chapter 641: My Own Legend

Shen Lang nodded, keeping Chen Qingzhi's words in his heart.

It is not an easy task for Chen Qingzhi to lead troops, even 1 soldiers. There are so many generals who can only lead [-] soldiers, and Ji Qianhe is only a lieutenant general. How easy is it for Chen Qingzhi to lead troops?

This time, Shen Lang had to save a certain amount of capital for Da Zhou, or in other words, a certain amount of capital for Youzhou.

From Shen Lang's point of view, the 20 army would definitely be here if he didn't intervene.

As for how much can be preserved, he is not clear.

In short, it is impossible to retreat now, Shen Lang can guarantee that as long as they leave the customs and reach the boundary of Rouran, if the Great Zhou army had the intention of retreating at that time, Heavenly Dao will definitely play tricks.

Even if there is no Tiandao's flower work, retreating at this time is courting death.

It can be said that Ji Nanxian's current decision is Shen Lang's most optimistic one.

Survival from death has always been Shen Lang's way of playing. Unexpectedly, Ji Nanxian has such courage.

"Then what do you think, if we put all the front and middle troops on top and fight Rouran, is there any possibility of winning?" Shen Lang said to Chen Qingzhi.

"It's impossible to win." Chen Qingzhi shook his head solemnly: "It's impossible to win miserably."

"The opponent has the right time and the right place. Even if Da Zhou is well-equipped and his morale is like a rainbow, it is impossible to win this battle."

"This battle is a tough one. It must be fought. If I lead the troops, I will definitely not let this happen. When I have to fight head-on with the opponent, I have already lost half of it."

"But this situation has already appeared." Shen Lang said: "Is there any help?"

"Unless in this battle, both sides suffer losses, and then someone gathers up the remnant soldiers and decisively sends troops when the other party thinks it is impossible, they will surely win." Chen Qingzhi was silent for a while, and gave the only answer.

Shen Lang suddenly thought of Romance of the Three Kingdoms, when Cao Cao pursued Dong Zhuo, if those princes were willing to send troops at that time, if they fought again, they would surely win.

"Are you asking for help?" Shen Lang said, "Hetao still has [-] troops."

The elite soldiers in Hetao can't go to Yumenguan or Liaodong, they are all the elite troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

If it wasn't for guarding against Rouran and the strange soldiers, bringing those troops here would be the real absolute crushing.

"No, it's too late." Chen Qingzhi frowned and said, "I look at the sky, no matter how I look at it, it shouldn't be raining so much."

To be a qualified general, one must not only understand geography and soldiers, but also understand the sky.

Obviously, many generals cannot do this, but Chen Qingzhi can.

"Since it has already happened, let's fight. What do you think is the best choice now, regardless of your own factors." Shen Lang said to Chen Qingzhi.

"From a military point of view, I will trust the trapped right army and wait for the rain to stop." Chen Qingzhi said.

"Well, I understand." Shen Lang walked up to a female soldier, patted her on the shoulder, and said softly, "Mulan, are you still used to it?"

The person Shen Lang was talking to was Hua Mulan. Now she has lost her childishness before, and she has become much more confused.

Shen Lang believed that she could survive.

"Yeah." Hua Mulan murmured, "But, but many people..."

Hua Mulan is an uncle, and she is closer to soldiers than Shen Lang.

"War always kills people." Shen Lang comforted: "Our existence is to let fewer of our own people die and more enemies die until they never dare to fight Da Zhou."

"Our war is meaningful, right?" Hua Mulan looked up at Shen Lang.

"Of course." Shen Lang gave an affirmative answer: "Our Dazhou is not Rouran's back garden, and you have seen the appearance of those slaves."

"Those who offend China will be punished even if they are far away."

"If you don't even have this courage, how many people will live in fear, and finally die under the knife?"

"I understand." Hua Mulan clenched her fists.

Shen Lang looked at Chen Qingzhi's military strength, and then walked in front of several teenagers.

Gao Huan, Yu Wentai, and Yang Zhong have all lost their childishness.

There was no confusion on their faces, but they were all very determined.

Shen Lang couldn't help being a little surprised, it seems that there is still something about these little tricks that don't even have names in history.

After a war, they can grow so fast, these people seem to be malleable talents.

When Shen Lang contacts people, he habitually analyzes the strength of the person according to their current status, especially men.

In addition to the current status, the only way to judge him is whether there is a name in history.

Now it seems that these unnamed people should not be underestimated.

Tsk, why didn't I realize that they are all talents?

Obviously, although Shen Lang has enough SL time, so much time that he has experienced it for more than [-] years, but because of his mental problems, his thinking has always been young.

Hmm... To put it simply, he spent too much time traveling, and most of his time was spent on how to pick up girls and do big things, and he didn't care much about his subordinates.

"Gao Huan, you might die in this battle, do you regret it?" Shen Lang said to Gao Huan, "Do you regret going from a small housekeeper to where you are today? Being a housekeeper is good, at least your life is guaranteed."

"Sir, I don't regret it. As long as I survive, I will be a famous general in the future." Gao Huan said forcefully.

"Yu Wentai, what about you?" Shen Lang looked at Yu Wentai.

"My life was originally bought by my husband." Yu Wentai said: "What to do with it, my husband has the final say."

Shen Lang nodded, and finally looked at Yang Zhong: "Yang Zhong, you are about the same age as Yu Wentai, and you were originally a child of an aristocratic family, but you chose this path."

"Have you ever thought that this is a road of no return?"

When Shen Lang was wandering around the camp before, Shen Lang found that some of the descendants of the aristocratic families had collapsed.

They do have better resources and better education, but the propaganda of patriotism in this era is not in place, and most people are driven by interests.

After all, in their eyes, this battle is a battle that must be won, and if they come out, they will be meritorious.

Of course, there are also those children from powerful families who really want to do a career, but they don't regret their choice.

"Sir, you're joking." Yang Zhong put his spear on his shoulder: "I won't regret this battle even if I die!"

"Okay." Shen Lang looked at his horse: "Today's battle will surely last forever."

"Regardless of the outcome, I, Shen Lang, will lead you to create your own legend."

Shen Lang walked to the side of the horse, took out Fang Tian's painted halberd, mounted the horse with the gun, turned around and said: "Get ready, let's fight to the death!"

Let me see what kind of hole cards Da Zhou has.

Chapter 642 Firearms in the Rainstorm

Several hours later, Da Zhou's former army was already marching towards Rouran's army formation.

The speed of pulling out the camp was not so fast, and coupled with the slow progress of the infantry, the battle must wait until tomorrow.

The soldiers all carried a day's dry food on their bodies, and they marched while eating, and the army formation was not in chaos.

Everyone was facing the torrential rain, and many people couldn't open their eyes.

Walking on the muddy ground, smelling blood mixed with mud, they were very tired, but they had to move forward.

King Yan did not lead the cavalry of Shen Lang and others this time, but returned to the commanding position of the former army with Grand Master Xiao.

The distance between the former army and the middle army is getting farther and farther.

The Chinese army has more luggage, and the marching speed cannot be increased at all.

This flaw, seeing Evil Qingyao ready to move, is really too tempting to attack.

As long as the Chinese army is taken down, the morale of the entire Great Zhou army will collapse, because there is Ji Nanxian in the Chinese army!

However, the Chinese army has never suffered any losses, and the [-] army has never been moved.

In the cavalry confrontation before, only Dazhou's [-] cavalry and Rouran's [-] cavalry fought.

But even in such a confrontation, as long as Ji Nanxian saw the weather, he would definitely lose.

However, there are many ways to defeat, if you can drag all the enemies to hell, it will be worth it.

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