Chapter 725 Gathering the Die-Hards of the Celestial God Cult!

Soon, Zhao Lang saw a young Qin Jun who was older than him walking in.

After young Qin Jun walked in, he looked at Zhao Lang with a complicated expression.

His Highness, the Crown Prince of Great Qin, finally saluted and said,

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhao Lang had already greeted him, helped him up, looked at him, and said,

"You have become a thousand-man general at such a young age based on your military exploits. That's great!"

It is not an easy task for the other party to be able to become a general with a thousand men at his age, even if he has a father who is a guard.

He is indeed a general.

Hearing Zhao Lang's praise, young Qin Jun didn't have much joy on his face. He wanted to question Zhao Lang, but he couldn't find the right words for a while.

I don't know why, but although the other party's demeanor is extremely gentle, it gives him a faint feeling of coercion.

I could only reply calmly,

"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

Of course, no matter what today, even if he risked his life, he would still ask the other party for his father!

Why!

Zhao Lang took the initiative and said at this time,

"I heard from the attendant that you have a letter for me."

Seeing Zhao Lang taking the initiative to talk, young Qin Jun's expression became slightly more serious, and he took out a letter from his arms,

"This is what the general asked the general to give to His Highness the Crown Prince before he faced the enemy."

Zhao Lang took it with both hands, opened it and took a look.

I found several pieces of cloth inside, and on the cloth was the roster of the defenders.

There is also a letter interceding on behalf of his son, asking him to forgive me for any offense.

It seems that he has known about this for a long time.

There is no better way to know a son than a father, and how pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are.

Zhao Lang couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Young Qin Jun couldn't help but look at the letter at this time. This was his father's last letter, but he didn't know what was written in it.

After Zhao Lang read the letter, he handed it directly to young Qin Jun and said,

"This is a letter your father gave me. Most of it contains the names of soldiers. Check to see if there are any missing ones."

"After making up for it, hand it over to the army,"

Young Qin Jun took the cloth with red eyes, and his expression was even more sad.

His father had already been prepared.

But now, he still wants to ask!

He wanted to hear the other person's answer with his own ears.

But before he could ask, he heard Zhao Lang say,

"You should have no military duties now, right?"

Young Qin Jun shook his head,

"No."

Zhao Lang immediately stood up and pulled the dazed opponent to the back of the tent. Suddenly, a sand table with mountains and rivers that looked like a real scene appeared in front of the opponent.

"This is..."

"Mountain and River Pictures."

Zhao Lang replied.

Then he picked up a long stick, pointed to a hill and said,

"Look, this is our current location, next to Baidu Mountain."

Then he pointed to the Great Wall Pass in the distance and said,

"This is our pass. Now hundreds of thousands of Huns' cavalry are here."

"You should also know about these days of fighting. Even if our army wins on the grassland, it will not be able to expand the results. Once these Huns cavalry disperse and invade, the people of the northern counties will be greatly harmed!"

"So, the army's plan now is to lure the enemy deep, gather together and annihilate them!"

"And the key point of all this is to actively let the Huns in at this juncture."

"But we can't let the Huns find out the clues, so we made today's plan."

Zhao Lang quickly finished the plan.

After listening, the young Qin Jun on the side opened his mouth slightly and stood there blankly.

Zhao Lang didn't urge him. After waiting for a while, young Qin Jun closed his eyes slightly, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

He got it.

Opening his eyes again, looking at Zhao Lang who already had a look of exhaustion on his face, young Qin Jun couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart, and said with a bit of whimpering,

"Your Highness, the general is resentful and resentful. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Zhao Lang smiled bitterly and replied,

"What are you guilty of?"

"After running around all day, I must be tired. Let's go and have a good rest."

The young Qin Jun said nothing, saluted and left.

After the other party left, Zhao Lang sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

The slave on the side quietly put a blanket on Zhao Lang, went outside, and whispered,

"Let people watch these soldiers. The Huns must not let them leave before they enter the trap."

Since the other party knew the top secrets in the military, they naturally couldn't let them leave like this.

After taking care of this, the servant returned to the nearby tent and fell asleep. He had to get up early tomorrow.

The next day, the Great Wall pass occupied by the Huns had been busy since the morning.

Countless Huns cavalry moved in all directions.

At this time, in the central camp at the pass, Mao Dun was sitting at the top and issuing orders.

"Let all spies explore the surrounding area as soon as possible. I want to know all the situations."

"The pass here is our army's offensive base. There is no room for error. We need the two leaders to defend it. Well, the three sons of this Shanyu will also lead 10,000 soldiers to help the two defenses."

Hearing this, the Qiang and Yuezhi tribe leaders below changed their expressions slightly, but they still responded,

"Yes, Shanyu."

They knew that these people were here to watch them, but now they could not refuse and could only agree.

Soon, Mao Dun issued the order and asked everyone to retreat, leaving only Li, Yi and Lian.

"Come here!"

Modun called the three of them to his side and said quickly,

"Although the pass is handed over to these two tribes this time, you must keep your spirits up and watch them."

"This is also your first actual combat mission, do you understand?"

The inheritance of the Huns relies on actual combat. He did not let a few of them go to the battlefield to fight, which was already a special care.

The main reason is that his eldest son Ji Zhou is indeed smarter than ordinary Huns.

After hearing the order, Li Yilian and others agreed directly without any hesitation. This obedient performance made Mao Dun smile and nod.

His method worked as expected. After waiting for some time and making these boys stronger, they can be thrown onto the battlefield.

Only those who survive become Huns.

At this moment, Li, who had the best attitude, said,

"Father, I want to choose some soldiers to stay behind, so that it will be easier to use."

Hearing this, Mao Dun raised his eyebrows, showed a smile, and said,

"Huh? Are you ready to recruit your own men? Yes, except for the royal cavalry, you can choose the men in the army. I want to see how your methods are. "

He is naturally aware of the other party's little thoughts.

Ambitions are the true Huns!

He won't stop him, but will encourage him. He has hundreds of thousands of troops, so what's the problem if he lets these three guys pick 10,000?

"Thank you, father! The child will go and get ready first!"

Hearing this, Li quickly replied with a smile, and then led the two of them away.

After waiting to the side, Li put away his smile almost instantly and said to Yi and Lian,

"Gather the die-hard followers of the Celestial God Sect!"

(New Year’s Eve! I wish all readers a happy family reunion! Happy and safe!)

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