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Chapter 1083 Three choices, to win over Lei Ze!
"Hengzhou Iron Cavalry is best at fighting to support the war."

"I have ordered Wei Qing to prepare five thousand baggage carts and to send some soldiers north tomorrow."

Su Ye suddenly chuckled, and the scent of agarwood mixed with the smell of blood weaved into a fine web.

Nan Guiyue's whole body was shocked, he knew very well what "going north" meant - the northern border of Hengzhou was adjacent to Yuzhou where the Night King was, as well as the foreign tribes on the grassland on the other side. Every year before winter, they had to wipe out the horse bandits, and none of the exiled prisoners would ever live to see the spring grass of the following year.

"Su Ye, little bastard! You actually want to use Daqian's men as cannon fodder!"

Tan Mengjun struggled violently against the iron chain, and the wooden chair made a harsh sound as it dragged across the blue brick floor.

"General Tan is wrong."

"This guild will give these soldiers three choices."

Su Ye tapped the map lightly with his fingertips and said to Tan Mengjun who had a look of shock and anger on his face.

"First, divide these 200,000 troops into three groups, and send 50,000 elite warriors to the north to guard the border. I remember that the foreign tribes on the grassland love to kill, so let them feed the wolves."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he suddenly picked up the Chunjun sword and drew three golden lines on the map with the tip of the sword.

A draught suddenly blew through the hall, and the candlelight cast a fine golden glow on the sword's edge. Tan Mengjun stared at the three golden lines, and a fishy and sweet taste rose in his throat - they were clearly heading towards Hengzhou, Cangzhou, and Qizhou!
"Second, 50,000 old and weak people will serve as laborers."

"The highway I want to build is in need of laborers who can tamp the earth. I heard that the soldiers of the Qian army are the best at digging trenches, so I think they are also good at tamping the earth."

Su Ye's sword suddenly turned, drawing a curved line on the Qianzhou waterway map.

There was a sudden sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind Nan Guiyue. It was probably that an old veteran dropped his teacup out of fright. Jingwei's sword-holding gesture was steadier than usual. His black iron wrist guard hit the white marble railing, and the clanging sound startled the copper bells on the eaves.

"Third..."

"One hundred thousand young and strong men will be dismissed on the spot and divided into one hundred teams to be sent to more than twenty counties in four states under a certain family. Hengzhou is short of farmers, Cangzhou is short of miners, Qizhou..."

Su Ye suddenly stopped smiling and pointed the tip of his sword directly at Tan Mengjun's forehead.

"Qizhou doesn't have much else but a lot of salt wells. In addition, it is backed by the Qilian Mountains, and there are also many iron and copper mines."

He suddenly chuckled, causing the bronze crane incense burner in front of the hall to buzz.

Tan Mengjun looked up suddenly. How could he not know Su Ye’s sinister intentions?

If these 200,000-strong army were dispersed, they would be like salt scattered into the sea, unable to cause any waves!

Not to mention those young and strong men who were dismissed. Without food supplies, they would turn against each other within three months!
"Su Ye! You...you actually want to destroy the foundation of my Qian army!"

Tan Mengjun suddenly started coughing violently, and the iron chain made the wooden chair rattle.

He originally thought that Su Ye just wanted to incorporate the army, but he didn't expect that this man would tear the 200,000-strong army to pieces, leaving nothing behind!
"Foundation?"

"Old General, do you know how many drums I have sent to the gates of the county offices in Qianzhou in the past three days?"

Su Ye suddenly picked up a red pen and drew a circle at the location of Qianzhou on the map.

"If a commoner beats the drum to complain about his grievances, he will receive a response within three days."

He took out a sealed memorial from his sleeve, and on the wet ink were the notes written by Lu Xiufu, who was currently in Qiandu and was temporarily handling criminal matters on Di Renjie's behalf who had not yet arrived in Qiandu.

Nan Guiyue stepped forward to take the memorial, and just as his fingertips opened it, he suddenly closed it - there was a bloody nail stuck in the memorial, which was clearly bitten off by the people of Qianzhou when they were crying!

"What the people want is not the Qian army, but a way to survive."

"If the old general insists on resisting, I don't mind letting the people of Qianzhou see how the army they have supported with their flesh and blood is dismantled until not even a bone is left!"

Su Ye's fingertips brushed across the broken arrow on the table, and the dark brown blood scab on the arrowhead fell off.

"Old General, please think carefully... I can only wait for three more days!"

Seeing Tan Mengjun's gloomy and uncertain face, Su Ye shook his head, stood up and glanced at him casually. When dusk fell, Su Ye walked slowly out of the Tan Mansion on the ground covered with locust flowers, and Jingwei followed three steps away with the pink Jingwei sword in his arms. The black iron wrist guard hit the white marble railing, and the ding-dong sound startled the copper bells on the eaves.

Behind him, Nan Guiyue and several young generals of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders lagged behind by half a step. The fragments of armor glowed dimly in the sunset, and the linen cloth on his left arm oozing with blood looked like a red plum embroidered on it.

"Guiyue."

"How many warriors are left among the Lei Ze Dragon Riders?"

Su Ye suddenly stopped, his fingertips brushing across the Chunjun sword at his waist. The twelve-hour pattern wrapped in gold thread flowed like a galaxy in the twilight.

"I have counted three times. Including the brothers who were slightly injured, and some brothers who were dispersed in Qianyuan City and later returned to the team, a total of... a total of more than 360 people."

Nan Guiyue trembled all over, and his Adam's apple rolled for a long time before he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"But I am willing to issue a military order! Within three days, the Lei Ze Dragon Riders will be revived!"

Then Nan Guiyue seemed to realize that the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry with only so many people left was no longer a capable army. He quickly knelt on one knee, his armor clattering against the blue brick floor, and looked at Su Ye in panic.

Su Ye chuckled, and the scent of agarwood mixed with the smell of blood filled Nan Guiyue's nose. This young general was really honest, and he didn't follow those old hands and give false numbers.

"More than 360 people... I remember that when I was expanding my Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and White Horse Volunteer Army in Hengzhou, I selected some strong men with strong Qi from the death row prisoners."

He suddenly leaned forward, and the hem of his white robe swept across Nan Guiyue's blood-soaked linen bandage.

Nan Guiyue raised his head suddenly, two flames burning in his eyes. Is the Duke of Zhenguo going to... let these defeated generals regroup?
"We are the remnants of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders, and we are at the Duke's command!"

He suddenly took off his sword and held it above his head with both hands. The words "Gui Yue" on the hilt glowed faintly in the twilight.

"Drive?"

Su Ye flicked the sword with his fingers, and the clear dragon roar startled the crows on the paulownia tree beside the road.

"What I want is the loyalty of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders, not a slave who has done meritorious service for his crimes."

He suddenly put his fingers together to form a knife, and the candle flame went out, with sparks splashing on the map.

"Tomorrow at the parade ground, I want to see you as majestic as you were three hundred years ago when you followed Emperor Wu to the northern desert."

Nan Guiyue's whole body trembled violently, and the broken pieces of armor rustled in the sunset.

Three hundred years ago, the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry followed Emperor Wu of Han in the Northern Expedition and set a record of defeating one hundred thousand with only five thousand men. Wherever their swords pointed, the Xiongnu Right Wise King's tribe surrendered.

These old stories have been sung in the army for thousands of years, but no one would have thought that they would be brought up by the Duke of Zhenguo today.

"I will definitely fulfill your mission!"

The young general's voice was hoarse, and he suddenly kowtowed heavily, causing his armor to crack on the blue brick floor.

He knew very well how rare this opportunity was - the Hengzhou army had a rule of "fighting to support fighting", and if a defeated general could not demonstrate his value, he would have to sit on the bench forever.

"I will give you 5,000 sets of newly made Mingguang armor from Hengzhou, and 20 carts of meteorite heavy crossbows and crossbow arrows made by Mohist craftsmen."

Su Ye had already turned around, his white robe swept across the map on the table, and a golden line drew a Milky Way across the territory of Qianzhou.

"I heard that the Lei Ze Dragon Riders are good at using heavy dragon spears? The Hengzhou Ministry of Industry has newly cast a batch of heavy blue steel spears, which will be delivered with the grain carts tomorrow."

He suddenly lowered his voice, and his hot breath brushed past Nan Guiyue's ears.

Nan Guiyue raised his head suddenly, and flames in his eyes shot up three feet high.

Qinggang heavy spear! It was specially made by the Mohist craftsmen under Su Ye using Qing iron ore dug out from the Qilian Mountains. It was more valuable than gold. Only the two Taoist troops of Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and White Horse Volunteers, as well as Wu Qi and Wei Qing, who were specially supported by Su Ye, and the Yulin Army were equipped with it.

Now, the Duke of Zhenguo is willing to give them these defeated generals?
(End of this chapter)