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89 Strategies

Wu Xu coldly swept over everyone present, "On weekdays, one is louder than the other, but when you encounter a serious business, there is no useful one, a group of people!"

At this time, a clear voice came: "Sir, I have a plan."

A middle-aged scholar in his forties stood up.

Wu Xu's eyes lit up: "What are the best strategies for the scenery?"

At the same time, this life flashed through my mind.

This person's surname is Ying Jingtu, and he is the eldest son of the Ying family in Guangnian, and he is always talented.

He had no official position, but during this special period, all the talents and knowledgeable people in the city were temporarily recruited to the yamen to make suggestions.

But most people in such situations cannot get in touch with each other, and they dare not speak nonsense for fear of making mistakes. From this perspective, this picture is quite courageous.

Just when Wu Xu was secretly surprised, other civil servants, generals, and even a few white bodies beside Ying Jingtu looked over with different expressions.

Facing everyone's eyes, Ying Jingtu looked calm and calm, "Sir, I checked the granary in the next few days. The inventory is probably only 3 days at most, so this batch of food and grass cannot be lost. But as the two generals said, with our current forces, the risk of rashly sending troops is too high."

He paused slightly when he said this, no one answered, and waited for the following text.

Sure enough, I heard Yingjingtu ponder slightly and continued: "This matter is complicated, but it is not difficult to solve it.

Although the Qi bandits had 3,000 troops, most of them were young and strong civilians. If there were no Qi bandits and those three gangsters, the two generals could easily slapped them.

Those three gangsters and two generals can be easily taken down. Now, as long as we find another person who can hold up the thief of Qi, we will be able to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop."

"this……"

On the left, both generals looked puzzled: "This matter is easy to say, but the thief Qi doesn't know where to learn from. He is a martial arts master, so it's so difficult to find someone who can compete with him!"

Wu Xu thought, "Is there a suitable candidate for Jingtu's words?"

"Sir, wise!"

Ying Jingtu smiled slightly, "As far as I know, there is a hunter named Li in the south of the city. It is rumored that he never uses weapons to hunt on the mountain, and can tear tigers and leopards with bare hands. However, this person is a little confused and rude in his words and deeds, and he may have bumped into the adults."

Wu Xu was overjoyed: "Extraordinary people must do extraordinary things, but how can I take this official to heart! Where is the person mentioned in Jingtu? Send someone to invite him quickly!"

...

On the other hand, as the materials and supplies were escorted back to the military camp, Qi Wannian directly opened the stove on the spot and ordered the entire army to reward.

While the Qitian army cheered, the officials who were escorted back to the camp were quietly taken away by a team of soldiers.

Until the meal, the soldiers who left with them came back, but the officials and soldiers completely disappeared.

Wang Shuo felt cold in his heart and vaguely guessed their fate.

Stirring the scattered minced meat in the bowl and pinching the dry thick grain cakes in my hand, the thought of leaving in my heart became stronger.

"No, it's not the time..."

Resisting the impatientness in his heart, Wang Shuo took a few simple bites and began to check his current team.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, I was shocked when I saw it.

There are 110 people in the first team (the husband and chief count alone), and now there are less than 40 people left, nearly 2/3 of them have been gone. Among them, Yang Da has only 7 in total.

“What’s the difference between leading a team or not?”

Wang Shuo didn't take it too seriously as he was complaining in his heart.

Anyway, he didn't expect this group of mobs. All he needed was the reputation and number of troops he led to his military rank.

Of course, even if you think so, you can't show it. You still have to ask for soldiers.

After having lunch, Wang Shuo invited Lin Chong to find Qi Wannian.

Qi Wannian's military tent was the sky-blue tent in the center of the camp. As soon as they approached the open space around the tent, patrol team stopped them.

However, after seeing that it was Wang Shuo, their attitude became much more polite.

Even if Qi Wannian is blind, he can tell how much he likes Wang Shuo. No one is willing to offend the popular man in front of this Heavenly King General.

"Is the King of Gunzheng going to see the Heavenly King General?"

"That's right, I'll bother this brother to report it."

"No problem, Team Wang is waiting."

Soon, the person who informed him came back, "Guozheng Wang, please."

"Thank you."

Under the leadership of the patrol, the two of them came to the outside of the tent without any obstacles, and the patrolman nodded and left quietly.

"It's Wang Shuo, come in."

Wang Shuo was not polite either. He opened the curtain and saw Qi Wannian and the three governors sitting inside. At this time, the four of them grabbed a fragrant lamb leg and chewed their mouths so much that they were covered in oil.

This scene made Wang Shuo's eyes twitch.

The soldiers were fighting to death outside but could only drink the soup left over from their meat. They sat in the tent with big fish and meat. This was really ironic.

Qi Wannian noticed this, but just thought Wang Shuo was greedy when he saw it, and laughed and said:

"Wang Shuo, you are here just in time. Sit and try this lamb leg that has just been out of the pot."

Wang Shuo forced a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, General, but I couldn't eat mutton since I was a child, so I can only let the general down."

"That's a pity. By the way, is there anything wrong with you?"

"Return to the general, I have something to report here. Now there are less than 40 people left in the eighth team of the last general..."

"So you want someone?"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Wannian interrupted with a embarrassed look on his face: "I won't hide it from you. Now the whole of Guangyang's young and strong people are almost here. The rest are the old, weak, sick and disabled. It is probably difficult to have new sources of troops in a short period of time."

Just kidding, I finally cut the soldiers to such a field and recruit some food to come back, wouldn’t it be useless to do it?

"That's how..."

Wang Shuo looked disappointed: "Since that's the case, then I won't disturb the general's meal."

Seeing Wang Shuo so tactful, Qi Wannian looked at him more and more satisfied: "Don't hurry, it's not too late to leave after eating. The materials seized this time are quite complete, so just talk about whatever you want."

"Thank you, General. The last general has eaten a lot, so..."

"Haha, it's okay, take it back for later."

As he said that, he waved his hand and ordered the personal soldiers beside him to pack some food on the table and hand it to him.

Wang Shuo did not refuse anymore, and after taking the thing, he said thanks, turned around and took Lin Chong back to the tent.

Now after his promotion, his residence has moved from the original simple gray cloth tent to the large navy blue tent where Guan Qing lived. Not to mention anything else, the hygiene has at least been much better, and there is no need to smell the smell of Yang Da and the others' feet anymore.

Guan Qing's personal soldiers naturally became his.

However, Wang Shuo didn't need their guards, so he just found an excuse to send him off.

When only the two of them were left in the big tent, Lin Chong said: "Sir, what will we do next?"
Chapter completed!
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