Chapter 222 (1/2)

”Don't even talk about it. We've been discussing whether to fight or not, whether to send troops or not for so long, and we haven't discussed a countermeasure. If we go on like this, people will hit us, and we'll TMD discuss and discuss a fart.” Zhao sphincter patted the table and stood up and said.

”Don't worry, brother Zhao. In my opinion, we don't have to worry. What should worry is the opposite side. Let's wait and see what happens and wait for them to attack first. Then, we wait for work and do them a vote.” Zhao Tuo, an old ghost, gave you a white beard on your chin.

According to the date of birth, although he looks older, Zhao Kuo is still hundreds of years older than him.

”It's a waste of such a good opportunity to fight half over. You're waiting for rest. No wonder you always lose the war.” Li Chengliang scolded angrily, pointing to the noses of several people.

”Oh, where's the woodlouse, grandchildren's sticks, ah, you dare to point out the art of war in front of Grandpa, the dog you raised, your old family to eat, and his mother has a face to say that we.” Li Jinglong rebuked.

Their family is the Marquis of the Ming Dynasty. If it weren't for Li Chengliang's trouble of raising bandits and taking advantage of Nurhachi's wild boar skin, his old Li family is still the Marquis of ten thousand years. Can you not hate Li Chengliang?

”Two, two, don't quarrel first. Let's abandon our leisure first and be consistent with the outside world.” Zhao Tuo said.

”Well, good,” replied Li Chengliang, an old fox.

But Li Jinglong, a young and strong young man, couldn't hold his anger and still scolded angrily.

”Brother Zhao, as far as I can see, I'm afraid the underground government can't do it now. Darling, I have 100000 troops and complete guns. We can't stop it.” Zhao Tuo took a breath and said.

This guy doesn't fight very much. In history, if he sees a bull on the other side, he will vote on the other side.

”That's a bad word. There are millions of soldiers in our underground. Why are you afraid of just an anti thief?” Li Chengliang said repeatedly with his chin beard.

”Fuck you, millions of soldiers, tell me how much free pay you bastards have received? It's enough to add up to 300000. It's estimated that those who can fight will not exceed 100000, and the elite inside will have to be discounted. Tell me, how can we fight?” Zhao Kuo angrily scolded.

He came to the Warring States period, but all the people were soldiers. Although Zhao guona's 400000 army was large in quantity, its quality was not bad at all, which is comparable to the quality of today's army.

He hated the people of the Ming and Qing Dynasties very much, because the habit of eating empty rates was carried forward by the two dynasties.

At the time of the Warring States period, there was no pay at all. Even soldiers in war brought their own weapons and dry food to fight.

”Lao Zhao, you're blind. I'm afraid you didn't eat any free pay? Where was your 400000 army at the beginning? Is there 50000 now? I'm afraid you can't fight more than 20000 inside?” Li Chengliang sneered.

Zhao Kuo blushed and had to sit down angrily.

”Your Majesty, King Yue, if you surrender, do you think the hell will be defeated?” Li Jinglong asked.

”Well! Well, I'm not sure. After all, the underground is big and deep-rooted, and it can't be discounted so easily.” Zhao Tuo said with a wisp of beard.

”Then what the hell are you TND talking about?” Li Chengliang immediately sneered.

”Shit, I think your boy is shit. I can tell you, you're yelling at me and I'll kill you.” Zhao Tuo, king of South Vietnam, lost his temper.

There are tens of thousands of soldiers under his hands. If he wants to do it, Li Chengliang's 1000 soldiers are really not good enough.

Because, the 1000 cavalry, which can really fight, is estimated to be 200.

Li Chengliang retracted his head. Compared with these big families, he still seemed a little unqualified.

Li Jinglong giggled and threw a contemptuous look at Li Chengliang. Hey, fight with us. There will be some soldiers under his hand first.