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

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

His Royal Highness, the crown prince who is famous all over the Great Qin, finally saluted,

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

Zhao Lang had already gone up to meet him at this time, helped him up, sized him up, and said,

"Became a general of a thousand soldiers at a young age, very good!"

It is not easy for the other party to be a thousand-man general at his age, even if he has a guard father.

Indeed a general.

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

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

He could only reply in a nonchalant manner,

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness..."

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

Why!

Zhao Lang took the initiative to say at this time,

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

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

"Before the general faced the enemy, he asked the last general to hand it over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

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

It was found that there were several pieces of cloth inside, and on the cloth was the roster of the defenders.

There is also a letter to intercede for his son, please bear with me if there is any offense.

It seems that they have known about such a thing for a long time.

Knowing a son is like a father, and pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

Zhao Lang couldn't help but sighed slightly.

The young Qin Jun couldn't help looking 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 finished reading the letter, he directly handed the letter to the young Qin Jun, saying,

"This is a letter from your father to me. Most of it contains the names of the soldiers. You can see if there are any omissions."

"After filling it up, hand it over to the army,"

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

His father had already prepared for it.

But now, he still wants to ask!

He wants to hear the other party's answer with his own ears.

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

"Now you should have no military affairs, right?"

Young Qin Jun shook his head,

"No."

Zhao Lang stood up immediately, and dragged the dazed opponent to the back of the camp. Immediately, a sand table of mountains and rivers that looked like a real landscape painting appeared in front of the opponent.

"This is..."

"Mountain and River Map."

Zhao Lang replied.

Then he took a long stick, pointed to a hill and said,

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

Pointing to the Great Wall Pass in the distance, he said,

"This is our pass. The hundreds of thousands of cavalry of the Huns are here."

"You should also know about the battles these days. On the grassland, even if our army wins, it will not be able to expand the results of the battle. Once these Hun cavalry invade, the people in the northern counties will suffer great harm!"

"So, the current plan of the army is to lure the enemy into deep, gather and annihilate them!"

"And the point of all this is to let the Huns take the initiative to let in at this pass."

"But the Xiongnu can't find out the clues, so there is today's plan."

Zhao Lang quickly finished his plan.

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

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

He gets it.

Opening his eyes again, looking at Zhao Lang whose face was already exhausted, the young Qin Jun couldn't help but feel guilty, and said with a bit of sobs,

"His Royal Highness, the last general has resentment in his heart, please forgive me, His Royal Highness!"

Zhao Lang smiled wryly, and replied,

"What are you guilty of?"

"After running around for a day, I must be tired, go to have a good rest."

The young Qin Jun didn't say much, and left after saluting.

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

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

"Let people watch these sergeants. Before the Huns enter the trap, they must not be allowed to leave."

Since the other party knew the top secret in the army, they couldn't let them leave like this.

After taking care of these things, the servant returned to the tent next to him, and then fell into a deep sleep. He also had to get up early tomorrow.

The next day, the Great Wall pass occupied by the Huns was already busy in the morning.

Numerous Huns cavalry moved in all directions.

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

"Let all the spies investigate the surroundings as soon as possible, and this order must know all the situations."

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

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

"Yes, Shan Yu."

They know that these people are here to watch them, but now they can't refuse, they can only agree.

Soon, Mao Dun issued the order to let everyone retreat, leaving only Li Yilian and Li Yilian.

"Come here!"

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

"Although the gate is handed over to these two tribes this time, you must cheer up and watch them."

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

The inheritance of the Huns is based on actual combat. He did not send a few people to the battlefield, which is already extra care.

The main reason is that his eldest son, Ji Porridge, is indeed wiser than ordinary Huns.

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

His method really worked. Wait a little longer and make these boys stronger before they can be thrown on the battlefield.

Only those who survived became the Huns.

At this moment, the most polite Li said,

"Father, my son wants to choose some soldiers to stay behind, so that it will be easier to use."

Hearing this, Mao Dun frowned, smiled, and said,

"Huh? Are you ready to recruit your own manpower? Yes, the manpower in the army, except for the Royal Court cavalry, you can choose others. I want to see how your methods are~ lightnovelpub.net~ The opponent is so small Mind, he is naturally clear.

Ambitious is the real Huns!

He will not stop, but will encourage, he has hundreds of thousands of soldiers, let these three boys choose 10,000, what's the problem?

"Thank you, father! The child will go to prepare first!"

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

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

"Calling the loyalists of the Heavenly God Cult!"

(New Year's Eve! I wish readers and gentlemen a family reunion! Happy and happy! An An An!)

(end of this chapter)

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