Looking at Zheng Zhibao walking in, Mao Chengzuo hurriedly pulled a chair and placed it in the middle of the hall.

"Thank you, Lord Mao!" Zheng Zhibao bowed to Mao Chengzuo and thanked him.

Mao Chengzuo sat opposite Zheng Zhibao and told Zheng Zhibao in detail about what happened before.

Zheng Zhibao listened to Mao Chengzuo's voice and frowned tightly.

After Mao Chengzuo finished speaking, Zheng Zhibao said, "Based on the style of doing this, it must be a red barbarian. When I was dealing with the red barbarians and I had a good understanding of these red barbarians.

This is a group of arrogant and bold people, as if they are invincible in the world. If the elder brother had not led us to win several battles against the Red Barbarians back then, the situation would have been hard to say."

The Red Barbarians of this era were famous sea coachmen. Without Zhao Wen, the Red Barbarians would be almost invincible on the sea, and this situation would last until the rise of the shit-smuggling stick.

The red barbarians have the capital to be arrogant and the ability to be proud. In this era, few countries can be regarded by the red barbarians.

"Damn Hongyi, His Majesty drove them out, but he didn't expect these guys to make a comeback again. It's so damn!" Mao Chengzuo cursed twice.

"To deal with these red barbarians, you can only use strong attacks to defeat them completely." Zheng Zhibao said.

Mao Chengzuo nodded, "General Zheng is right. I came to General Zheng today and I want to discuss something.

Nowadays, the Red Barbarians are too bullying and are arrogant. Although Your Majesty does not mean to attack the Red Barbarians, I don’t want to be so depressed all the time.
Chapter completed!