Chapter 747: The Slave Is the Jester

Hearing the reprimand of the Qin army general, Datou gradually lowered his head.

When he first entered the military camp, because of the prince's concern, he changed from an ignorant slave boy to a hard-trained man who was eager to kill the enemy and perform meritorious service, and prove himself to the prince as a warrior.

At the very beginning of the war, it was because of the other party's brotherhood that he became a warrior without regrets!

At the end of the war, he watched helplessly as the new slave army was dying, and his heart became numb.

He is not afraid of death, and even somewhat desires it.

Anyone who has never seen the corpses scattered all over the mountains and plains, or the bloody battles, would not be able to understand his feelings.

So he was not afraid of life and death. When he arrived at the prince's camp, he wanted to ask a question for the dead soldiers!

But if he really delays his brothers' pension because of this, he will regret it even after he dies.

But the more this happened, the more he struggled and felt inside.

He is just a slave, he can't think of much, he just wants an explanation.

Slowly, Big Head curled up into a ball with tears streaming down his face, sobbing silently on the ground.

The general of the Qin army on the side looked uncomfortable and could only comfort him,

"Listen to my brother's advice, dying in battle is a good destination. The army's pension will go to the hands of those families."

At first, he actually looked down on these new slave armies, but later on, when he saw them dying in batches, he felt somewhat compassionate.

It was the fifteenth army that came first!

How many are left now?

Including those from the wounded barracks, it is still a question whether they can gather 5,000 people.

It was also because the slave army suffered too many casualties that he, a general from the frontier army, talked more to the other party. .

It's out of sympathy, but not out of respect.

Otherwise, he would not be so close to the slaves. Such thoughts are the thoughts of most Qin army generals.

There is a saying that General Han is too ruthless in employing people.

After hearing the comfort from others, Datou felt more and more aggrieved and sad, and murmured,

"Why do you tell us we are human beings but don't treat us as human beings?"

This is the biggest pain in his heart!

When they were recruited, it was said that those who joined the army would be from the Qin Dynasty!

But after arriving at the military camp, just look at the weapons and equipment of the new slave army, and the difference between them and other frontier troops... no, even the county soldiers, and you will know how differently they are treated.

He felt cheated.

This time, the general of the Qin Army couldn't help but blush, and he was equally honest.

Just when he wanted to comfort him a few more words and send him back to the camp, a gentle voice sounded from the side.

"Because it's necessary."

Hearing this voice, both of them couldn't help but tremble.

The Qin army general raised his head and saw Zhao Lang and Nu, who looked uncomfortable, standing in front of them.

The general of the Qin army suppressed the horror in his heart and quickly saluted,

"The last general has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

How could he not be afraid?

Now everyone knows that the person behind this war is the other party.

Such thoughts and power are second only to His Majesty!

I don’t know how much the other party heard.

Zhao Lang waved his hand and asked the other party to leave.

The general of the Qin army looked at him worriedly, froze on the ground, and then left.

After the other party left, looking at the big head on the ground, Zhao Lang did not pull the other party up, but sat down on the ground without any image.

Then he said to himself,

"Big Head, you saw that series of explosions, didn't you think it was awesome?"

"But let me tell you, those things have flaws and are effective when used together. But the Huns are not that honest. If they attack separately, we will be in trouble."

"Great Qin can't afford to delay it, and neither can the people on the border. Look, it's already midsummer now, and in a month it will be autumn."

"But how much food is grown here in the North?"

"Therefore, we must lure the enemy to go deep. This requires a price, and you are the price."

"Why? Because you haven't gone through much training, you don't have much combat effectiveness, and even the equipment given to the border troops is of no use to you."

"How much does that halberd weigh? Can you carry it? There are also armors and shields..."

"And these all cost money. Da Qin doesn't have time to cast so many quickly..."

Zhao Lang sat on the ground, not looking at the big head, but looking at the scenery in the distance, like an old farmer, talking in detail.

Datou went from being stunned at first to being shocked. He wanted to say something several times, but Zhao Lang didn't give him the chance.

In the end, he just listened to Zhao Lang silently,

"Look, if I let the border troops lure the enemy to sacrifice, when the time comes to counterattack, will you be able to make a strong counterattack?"

"So, if someone must die, this is my only choice."

"Even if I had to do it again, I would still choose this way."

At the end of the sentence, Zhao Lang looked at Da Tou and asked,

"Can you understand?"

Datou was stunned at this moment and replied nonchalantly,

"Your Highness, I understand."

"I just have one last question for you."

Zhao Lang nodded.

Datou immediately asked,

"Your Highness, do you really think of us as brothers?"

He asked this question for those brothers who died.

Hearing this question, Zhao Lang couldn't help but feel a little sad in his eyes. His words of brother were asking these people to trade their lives.

Sighing slightly,

"Shui, Jing, Zhuo, they must have all died in the battle."

These slaves all have only one nickname.

When Zhao Lang called out the names of these people, Datou's eyes lit up slightly.

At the very least, the other party still remembers their names.

that's enough.

They slaves have never had high demands.

It just needs an explanation.

Datou nodded, finally showed a smile and said,

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Then his hand had already touched his waist, and a cold light suddenly flashed through.

The slave on the side was suddenly shocked!

He rushed directly towards Zhao Lang, trying to block the way with his body, and even wanted to scream assassin!

He was the only one who moved, and Zhao Lang on the side also moved.

But the action was the opposite to that of the slave. He directly kicked the slave away and then grabbed the big head!

The opponent's weapon was not directed towards him, but towards the opponent's own neck!

boom!

when!

There were two bursts of sound in the air, and Nu cried out in pain and fell to the ground, looking at Zhao Lang with a red face.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao Lang snatched Datou's weapon and asked angrily.

Datou replied numbly,

"The last general made irresponsible remarks about the royal family, harbored resentment, and even forced you to question the secrets of the Qin Dynasty. This is a capital offense."

He is no longer the simple slave boy he was before. He still knows the regulations in the army.

The information Zhao Lang told him was not something a low-level officer like him should know.

Zhao Lang said fiercely,

"You want to force me to question you? Just stay still! Don't hurt yourself! This is an order!"

"If you have resentment in your heart, then hold it in. From now on, all unequal matters in the Qin army will be left to you people."

"If you are angry, take it out on those officers who dare to bully ordinary sergeants!"

The Qin army is not squeaky clean either, so it would be perfect for Datou and the others to serve as pickets.

Hearing this, a trace of disbelief flashed in Datou's eyes, and then he asked with a bit of trembling,

"You won't kill me?"

Zhao Lang returned the weapon to the other party and said angrily,

"I'm not in the habit of killing brothers! Get out and settle the survivors."

"The distribution of rewards for dead and wounded sergeants in the future will still depend on your supervision. If something goes wrong, I'll see if I don't skin you!"

At this time, Datou had tears streaming down his face and said loudly,

"Yes! Your Highness, the general will definitely complete the mission!"

After saying that, he strode away. He now had a new goal.

After the big head left, Zhao Lang sighed slightly, and then looked at the slave who was still on the ground.

"Get up, you deserve this kick. You can't make the decision for me in the future!"

The slave stood up with a gasp of pain and replied,

"Yes, Master."

Zhao Lang then asked,

"Does it hurt?"

The slave forced a smile and replied,

"It doesn't hurt. Master has been eating less recently. I will prepare more food for you at night so that you can have more strength."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang couldn't help but laugh angrily.

"I feel like I don't have the strength, right? Can I try to kick you a few more times?"

Seeing Zhao Lang's smile, Nu quickly followed with a smile and said,

"As long as the master is happy, the slave is willing to receive more kicks. Which one do you think is more suitable?"

With that said, the slave made a gesture to get into position.

Zhao Lang's smile was almost unbearable.

"Go away! I'm not afraid of others calling you a jester."

Nuhun said nonchalantly,

"As long as the master is happy, then the slave is just a jester, so what does it matter?"

Zhao Lang suddenly laughed this time and said,

"Good slave, clear the way ahead, and be more careful next time!"

The slave knew that this matter was over, and he immediately led the way with a smile on his face.

Just as he was about to joke a few more words, a messenger hurried over and reported,

"Your Highness, urgent message from the grassland!"

Zhao Lang took the letter, and after reading it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said to himself,

"Liu Bang actually didn't give up and asked to stay in the grassland?"

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