If we counted from Zhao Yang's entry into Yuanlong City, the game has changed for ten years to this day.

After ten years, the Qin Dynasty can be regarded as many years of war.

In the ten years of troubled times, logic is that the regular army shaped by the Qin Dynasty should not be as good as the "new recruits" mentioned by Zhao Yang.

But this is just a copywriting on paper...

Two days after the Northern Expedition Army set out.

In Shangyin Academy Palace.

Zhao Yang looked at the detailed information of the Beifed Army sent by Li Liang on the board, and finally sighed.

"Li Liang, a 100,000 border troops from the northern border of the Song people, almost did not move at all, but sent five thousand Qin people to take over.

But in the end, only more than 42,000 people were obtained...

Among them, half of the miscellaneous soldiers who are only responsible for military pay...

Can there be 20,000 warriors?"

Seeing this information written by Yuanlong's Heavenly Camp, Zhao Yang could also be regarded as knowing that the northern border in his memory was decayed so quickly.

It’s not that the Song army is made of paper! But these Northern Army are already rotten at the root!

In this way, the letters and letters of the Song generals boasted that there were 100,000 people...

If you ignore it, wait until the northern expedition barbarians really move south...

A truly warable man is not enough to fight ten before facing the huge cavalry that brought his family and his family to survive!

【It’s okay, at least this proves that our approach is not wrong yet.】

Just when Zhao Yang was having a headache, the game character holding the file in his hand made a joke:

[Li Liang asked from Tumu.

Among the tens of millions of people heading south from the north, only about 3.7 million people face the territory of our Great Qin. Among these 3.7 million people, 50% of them are young and young, and 50% are unwilling to provoke our Great Qin.

Even their more than ten great khans were frightened when facing the monster that crawled out of the tomb of history, and were reluctant to let their tribes take the lead.]

Compared to Zhao Yang's entanglement, his game characters are still optimistic. He gave him enough confidence in Daqin, which grew up in his own witness.

"You don't understand."

In reality, Zhao Yang touched the meteorite sword he placed beside him, and spoke coldly: "No matter whether these barbarians want to do so or not, they must tear a hole in the border of Daqin to achieve it."

【Well, then let’s kill them.】

"Scale?"

[If you are in difficulty in defending the city, go to the cavalry! First use dragon cavalry to investigate, then concentrate dragon cavalry to cut off its food route, and finally strengthen the walls and clear the fields, starve them to death in the northern ice field!]

"......, if you can really do it, would you be stupid to think Li Liang?"

Seeing the green stubble growing on the sword surface, Zhao Yang waved his hand and the top of his head became smooth as new again.

【otherwise?】

"Our west is desert and next door, south is poor mountains and rivers, and east is even more vast ocean... There are so many gods in the north, how could the gods be left without waiting for the fertile soil that has been developed by my Great Qin and willing to run to those desolate places?"

[The Lord of Gods? Nordic Gods? Or the Quanrong clan?]

"You ask me?"

【This is very important.】

“What is the difference between the two?”

After blowing the hair on his hands, Zhao Yang placed the long sword at the head of the bed.

"It's all the same. The Nordic gods also originated from the giant lineage. In terms of size, they are no less than the Quanrong clan."

【You know what I'm talking about!】

Seeing that Zhao Yang avoided the important things, the game character was a little helpless.

Can Nordics compare with the Quanrong?

Even if the strength of the Nordic God system can crush the dog velvet?

The Dog Feng lineage is in the earthly world, and the Qingling Fairy World has roots. Even the old immortals who were fighting with King Zhou of Shang at first remain in the Qingling Fairy World.

A group of earth immortals and celestial immortals from thousands of years ago... Maybe they are still involved in the Golden Immortals!

When fighting Nordics, they dare to play a trick that is too great.

But facing dog velvet?

I am afraid that as soon as the front foot hits it to the brink of extermination, there will be a "Heavenly General Meteorite" on the back foot to clean up all the arrangements of the Qin army!

There is no reason why Lu Chunyang can do things that others can't do when they are forced into a dead corner...

"It's okay... Forget it, you'd better prepare for court service and ask Li Liang in person."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yang still resisted and continued.

Zhao Yang doesn't want to talk about that cruel reality anymore.

In doubt and entanglement, the game characters changed into mysterious costumes and went out.

Zhao Yang took a look at his cell phone, got up and walked out of the door.

Downstairs of the villa, Zhao Yang’s parents, who had been moving in for three days, are in charge.

Zhao's mother was cooking in the kitchen, and Zhao's father leaned on the sofa and was on the phone with some customer. He sat there with a big sword and a horse, and from time to time he moved the chess piece in front of him.

"Call to kill!"

Seeing that the situation of being hindsight was successful, Li Gang, who was facing Zhao's father, was very happy.

He is here to have a free meal.

Father Zhao glared.

He chatted with the other side of the phone for a few more words, then hung up and cursed at Li Gang, "You guy, haven't seen you for a few months, this is a good chess skill."

"Hehe, Uncle Zhao, am I distracted by your phone call..."

"Ha! You guys can talk, if it were my son..."

"What's wrong with your son? The villa you live in is still earned by your son!"

Dad Zhao was about to say something bad about Zhao Yang, but his mother was caught by Zhao's mother.

He glared at Zhao's father with an awkward face, and Zhao's mother said, "Go and go, wash your hands and eat!"

Father Zhao: "...".

Just as he was depressed, Zhao's father happened to see his son coming down from the upper floor, and waved his hand to Zhao Yang with a smile on his face, "Come here, son."

Zhao Yang looked at him.

"How to kill two people after dinner?"

"I have something to do in the afternoon."

"Is there anything wrong? I said you kid doesn't even go to school now, and you're just cats in the house every day. What can you do?"

Zhao Yang: "...".

What should he say?

Zhao Yang doesn’t have to worry anymore.

Before the meal was served, the doorbell sounded at the door.

"Xiaoyang goes and open the door."

Zhao's mother's voice came from the kitchen.

Zhao Yang: "...".

When Zhao Yang opened the door, he saw Lin Yu standing in front of him with an awkward look on his face.

"Brother Zhao..."

"Is there something wrong?"

"without..."

"Oh, then goodbye."

After speaking, Zhao Yang wanted to close the door.

Click.

Just as the side was locked up, Lin Yu's hand was inserted.

Zhao Yang: "...".

When he opened the door again, he saw Lin Yu's expression of life worse than death, Zhao Yang turned around silently.

"Come in."
To be continued...