Jiang Zheng, a young old man, is very jealous of his reputation in the military. Although he tried his best to promote these two songs, they actually went over the line.

You see, I am a sick person, I don’t understand anything, it’s because my grandpa talks too much.

Keep a steady hand.

After all, Kurong Wenxing can mobilize the energy of life and death at will. Not to mention a weak heart, he can even simulate the state of a terminal illness, so there is no need to use it.

After these two poems, Jian Danwen's star has already begun to shine. After the influence spreads, it will probably be completely lit.

This wave of blood profit.

Jiang Zheng lifted Zhao Hao onto a chair. His mood had calmed down a little. He looked at the map hanging on the wall and let out a long breath.

He finally became a little more confident about this war.

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest early!"

"Um!"

Zhao Ding nodded, then took Zhao Hao and handed it to Jiang Zhiyu's hand.

This scene fell in Jiang Zheng's eyes, making him feel disappointed.

My little cotton-padded jacket finally became someone else’s wife.

Although I have never worn this little cotton-padded jacket, I still feel empty in my heart.

After the three people left, he laid out the rice paper and sprinkled it freely. After a while, "Mulan Ci" and "Wu Yi" fell on it.

"Big companion!"

Jiang Zheng called.

Eunuch Cao quickly ran over with small steps: "My servant is here!"

Jiang Zheng pointed to the paper on the table: "Give it to Qin Zhili and print it overnight. I will see three thousand copies tomorrow morning! Even if this kid falls asleep, I have to get him up from the bed."

Eunuch Cao nodded repeatedly: "Yes! I will go to Chengqian Palace now!"

"Well! Go ahead...wait! Chengqian Palace?"

Jiang Zheng was stunned.

Eunuch Cao quickly explained: "Princess Leyang said that there is a monument to the calligrapher erected in Chengqian Palace. Qin Zhili is in charge of the Huangguo Bookstore. If the calligraphy is not good, it will damage the majesty of our Huangguo. Therefore, you should go to Chengqian Palace to observe it when you have nothing to do.

Stone tablet!"

Jiang Zheng subconsciously tightened his collar.

Winter is coming soon, but he doesn't even have a cotton-padded jacket.

He said angrily: "This is unreasonable! This is nonsense! Arrest Jiang Yueqing too, I will see six thousand copies tomorrow morning! If you can't do it, this princess should not go to the bookstore to hold you back in the future!"

"Why!"

Eunuch Cao nodded obediently, and then hurriedly left Qianqing Palace.

After going to Chengqian Palace to convey the order, he returned to the main hall of Qianqing Palace honestly, intending to stay overnight and try not to return to his residence.

Ever since Zhao Hao got married and let go of the Black Mist Man, he had always felt that the demon clan would take revenge on him, so he worked extra hard these days, fearing that he would have other thoughts and reveal his flaws.

Work honestly and save the dog's life.

Wait until this gust of wind blows over before you think about doing anything else.

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The carriage quickly arrived at Zhenguo Mansion.

Along the way, the Duke of Zhao Dingbian acted as the groom, while the young couple remained silent in the carriage, as if they were asleep.

After entering the gate, the old man grabbed Zhao Hao by the collar at the back of his neck: "Zhiyu, you rest first, I have something to say with this kid."

"Um!"

Jiang Zhiyu blinked at Zhao Hao and walked briskly back to his residence.

The old man took Zhao Hao into the small study room, pressed him on the chair, and said angrily: "You've hidden yourself so well! It's been almost twenty years, and even I thought you could only write romantic and romantic landscape poems, but you ended up doing two poems in a row.

The first letter is at your fingertips, aren't you tired of hiding it?"

Jiang Zheng didn't think there was a big problem with what he said just now.

The two little old men took turns instilling tragic patriotism, and they were able to act out their emotions naturally.

But the problem...

I didn’t indoctrinate you at all!

This kid has definitely thought about it a long time ago.

Zhao Hao spread his hands and said: "Don't dare to get tired! With your brother's petty energy, I can't throw the blame on you!"

The old man shook his head, that's right.

It's just that this kid...

Could it be that the poetic talent has really overflowed?

"Mulan Ci" is nothing more than that. It can be attributed to listening to many stories.

But the inciting of emotions among soldiers and civilians in "No Clothes" is really not something that someone who has never been on the battlefield can do.

Talent is so extraordinary?

For a moment, he looked at Zhao Hao as if he were a monster.

Zhao Hao smiled: "Grandpa! If you brought me here just to praise me in a different way, why don't you go to bed early! After all, I am so talented, and you really want to praise me to the best of my ability. In just a few hours,

No, it won’t be a good idea to delay tomorrow’s expedition!”

"The little brat is still out of breath!"

The old man couldn't help laughing and scolding, took down a map from the wall, and asked: "Now between the two of us, tell us your views on this war. What are the chances of winning?"

Zhao Hao thought for a while and said: "If we only look at the battlefield over Zhuyi City, the winning rate is over 70%. Although the foreign tribes have ferocious cavalry, the terrain outside Zhuyi City is actually not very suitable for cavalry. Our desert country has all kinds of troops.

, there are various weapons such as crossbows, and even if the alien race masters the magic method, they may not be able to defeat the desert army of the same strength."

The old man nodded slightly.

Although the black-faced man looks very reckless, on the battlefield, as long as he is not completely angered, there will be no problem in tactical command. The same troops will not scare the aliens, even if they all know sorcery.

As for irritation…

It is true that black-faced men are easy to get into trouble when they are young. They often lose their minds after being ridiculed in a few words.

But now, the experience and reputation of General Shenwu have given him enough confidence. His family is well protected in Kyoto, and he has no weaknesses. Any sarcastic words that fall into his ears will be interpreted as mean.

envy.

It can be said that in terms of fighting, the black-faced man can reassure him more than all other generals combined.

The old man nodded: "Just like this, it's not enough for 70%!"

Zhao Hao smiled: "There are also logistics. The alien race is now covered by the monster race. It is indeed an exaggeration to expand the race so much in a short time. But after all, they are in the wilderness, and the land is barren, let alone the barrenness of the land. They have probably joined long ago.

The wild native food chain relies on hunting for a living.

Our barren country is supported by the agriculture of the whole country, but they have sent all the young and strong people here. It is okay for two or three months, but as time goes by, there will be problems with the logistics, and the alien army will definitely become weaker and weaker. Is it 70% enough this time?"

"Tsk tsk!"

The old man smiled with satisfaction: "Continue..."

Zhao Hao curled his lips and poked his finger on the map: "The demon clan has been raising alien races for twenty years. It sounds cool, but there must be a lot of resources skewed. If you are busy mating with alien races, your own clan will have fewer heirs. Help

If the aliens are hunting, they will definitely have less food. This siege may seem huge, but if we ignore the aliens, their strength is actually the lowest in twenty years.

If we have enough troops, we can capture three more cities. If we are lucky, we can surprise a few tribes. The stronger ones can run faster. Then we will kill the young and leave the old. In twenty years, they will

The strength will inevitably become weaker."

hiss……

This grandson is really ruthless.

Although the fecundity of the demon race is not weak, the strength of the mother's body will decline significantly after giving birth. If she wants to raise offspring, the father's body will also have to put in a lot of energy.

Therefore, even if they are able to have children again, they still have to control their fertility rate.

Killing the young will destroy their fighting ability for generations.

Letting go of old age will leave a drag on each tribe.

Even if they can still recover their strength, the period of weakness for more than twenty years is still enough for the country to do something.

But he still waved his hand: "If our Huang Country really has so many troops, and you can still brag like this, let's forget it now. You also said just now that this is only considering Zhuyi City. If we take everything into consideration,

What do you think?"

This time, Zhao Hao also frowned.

He thought for a moment and then said: "This alien attack is indeed a bit weird. You can say that they relied on instinct as before. They made a decision that threatened our arteries. You can say that they had expert guidance behind them, but this time
To be continued...