Before he could even wait for the young master to speak, Tang Bohu kowtowed three times, "Bangbangbang~" and stood up and turned around and left.

Everyone has a scale in their hearts. How can he not understand what the British Duke Zhang family, the young master, treat him, Tang Bohu?!

Before the Spring Expedition case, his mentor scolded him many times, saying that his crazy temperament will cause trouble.

Unfortunately, Tang Bohu said no to him at that time, and even underestimated his mentor why he was so angry after all, after all, he was young?!

I also asked my mentor to let them go to the mountains to practice martial arts, which was very unnecessary.

It was not until the spring examination case broke out that Tang Bohu realized the painstaking efforts of his young mentor.

Only after getting out of trouble did I realize that my mentor had already asked his junior brothers to come to his hometown to arrange a way out for him.

The wife at home threw down Helishu and brought the dowry. The maid ran away. The younger brother barely survived in a panic in a panic left by his father.

The faces of those classmates and teachers and friends were heartbreaking, but the young mentor bought a peach blossom forest for him at this time.

In the court, the old Duke also helped him talk to those clear streams...

How could Tang Bohu be so confused about these kinds of things?!

The convoy rumbled forward, and the temporary captains all received the news and did not dare to slow down at all.

The team accelerated faster than before and arrived at the booked camping site.

Under the shouting command of the old soldiers and martial artists of the Zhang family, the young and weak women got out of the car and walked up the mountainside.

Xiong Lieshan, Cheng Xiao, Zhang Long and Zhang Meng... have arrived long ago and began to plan temporary hamlets based on the terrain.

The modified chariots and horses were concentrated and connected with mortise and tenon, forming a temporary short hamlet.

The young and strong men dug trenches in front of the carriage and threw floating soil onto the carriage's door panel.

The old man and the women called mountain springs from the mountain stream beside them and poured them on the floating soil to prevent the other party from using fire attacks...

The tent in the camp was raised up, and Fang Xinzhi and his friends began to unload the food and fodder, directing the porridge and pick wild vegetables.

The old team of soldiers scattered out for investigation, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

The unconscious Jinyiwei finally woke up, and Mr. Zhang is now sitting in the carriage in the temporary ward.

He pressed the stake of the Jinyiwei who was struggling to get up and salute, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you hard! After I go back, I will ask you for me in front of Your Majesty!"

Hearing the young master's words, he suddenly got three arrows and two shots on his body and ran to the tent to cry.

"Young master! The seven brothers are marked and they are all killed in battle! The Tatars cut off their heads and hung them right away!"

The pile was red with eyes and trembling with a sound: "Print...Print..."

"I will do my best to travel after the battle of those brothers' corpses. I will cut off seventeen heads and go back to pay the bill for you!"

Mr. Zhang looked at this stake and was earnest and sincere in the peach blossoms of Danfeng: "Your brother will be instructed to do it!"

"After I go back, I suggest to Your Majesty that your brothers' descendants can go to a special school to arrange their family's livelihood!"

The young master was stunned at first when he heard this, and then he rolled down from the hospital bed regardless of struggle.

He kowtowed to the young master with the sound of "Bangbangbang...", and the sound rang out like a sad wolf: "Barse... I kowtowed to the young master on behalf of my brother!!"

"Get up and recover from the wounds!"

Mr. Zhang helped him up and asked him to lie back on the hospital bed and looked at him and nodded: "Your name is Xie Yutian, right?! I remember it!"

"Support well, and in the future... it will be of great use!"

When the young master came out, he was asked by his old soldiers at home. Xiong Lieshan and others were holding a pre-war meeting.

But they are quite controversial about whether they should have a head-on encounter with the Tatars in advance.

"How sure are you?" Mr. Zhang raised his head and looked at Zhang Long, who advocated Zhang Yuxian to fight.

But Zhang Long pondered for a while and whispered: "If it is a rushing forward, it is a 55-5-digit number!"

"What if you lure the enemy to attack?" Mr. Zhang's beautiful pair of peach blossoms flashed continuously.

Xiong Lieshan seemed to notice something and stood up excitedly: "No!"

Those who stood up and shouted "No" with him were Zhang Long, Zhang Meng, Fang Xinzhi and Dai Yi.

Who doesn’t know the importance of the young master in the dynasty here, especially Xiong Lieshan and others who are close to the royal family.

Anyone can die here, but the young master must not hurt a hair.

If something happened to the young master here, even if they wiped out the Tatars, they would be defeated.

But as long as you keep the young master alive, it will be a great achievement, even if they all die in battle.

They also believe that His Majesty, the State Council and the Zhang family's young master will never treat their family unfairly.

"My Zhang family... is a martial arts honor for many generations!"

The young master squinted his eyes and slowly stood up and looked at them and said softly: "I have also told those kids that if I want to kill me, I will go first!"

"And... are there people present who are more heavy than me and attract them more?!"

What this said... It seems that there is really nothing. The young master led the investigation of the fourteen houses in Jinyang. It is basically known to everyone.

It can be said that the hatred is full. If he showed his face, he would probably have to clamor for the Tatars to kill him even if he sold his wealth.

But it is precisely because of this that they dare not let the young master show his face!

"You will always sacrifice your life to protect me, right?!"

That's a must. If you leave the approval, your Majesty will probably chop off our heads when you go back!

The young master looked at them with a smile and said softly: "So, if you look at them, you are safe."

"Uncle Long, Uncle Meng, is there a better way besides me as bait?!"

Everyone didn't say anything anymore, but in fact everyone knew early in the morning that this was the best way.

But who dares to propose it?! Who dares to take risks?!

"Be prepared, you need morale urgently at this time!"

The young master also knew that they could not retreat at this time, and these victims made them suddenly face the fierce Tatars to fight.

It is almost impossible to change your mind in an instant.

They need a process, they need a role model, and they need to raise a banner!

"This matter is not impossible, but the young master must follow the arrangements of Lieshan!"

Xiong Lieshan was silent for a while, slowly stood up and looked at the young master with his leopard eyes and said, "Otherwise... I would rather give up this matter!"

"I'm not familiar with the battle formation, so I naturally have to listen to you!"

The young master was so amused and crying, he was not stupid!

If you don’t understand things, you must honestly leave them to those who are aware of your profession to deal with. You only need to supervise and verify them.

If you insist on getting involved in everything and getting stuck, the result will be that you will not only make things worse but also make you feel slutty.

Don’t use your own fur level to challenge other people’s full-time projects.

This is one of the most important truths that the Virgin brother gave to the young master back then. Leave the things that he doesn't understand to those he understands to do.
Chapter completed!