Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

"Those thieves are naturally worthy of death, and Wang Li is willing to lead a hundred-fight armor-piercing army to share the worries of His Majesty."

Wang Li clasped his hands together, the jet-black armor on his body made a clear metal collision sound, his eyes were full of anticipation.

In fact, he has always wanted to make achievements in the battlefield, and he did not expect to be able to make achievements like what his grandfather saw, but he also did not want to be compared by Meng Tian of the Meng family.

And this time, it is an opportunity.

Ying Zheng glanced sideways at this heroic young general, with a trace of his grandfather Wang Jian in his eyes.

But it's still a lack of experience.

It is impossible for Ying Zheng to let him be the commander in chief now.

In the past, Zhao Kuo and Zhao Kuo talked about military affairs on paper, which made a country on the verge of extinction and could not happen again.

"Wang Li, I know that you are worried about the country, but now is not the time."

Ying Zheng stood above and looked at Wang Li with his hands behind his back and said.

"Yes."

Hearing such a reply, although Wang Li was a little disappointed, he still nodded and retreated.

Ying Zheng paced slowly above with his hands behind his back, thinking about who to command the army.

Wang Jian is certainly suitable, but he is too old to support him.

Meng Tian is also a suitable candidate, but if he is transferred, who will be sent to deal with the Hu people?

The Hu clan is not extinct, and Ying Zheng feels uneasy.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in Ying Zheng's mind.

If he leads the army, he will be safe.

It's just... Will he come?

There was a wave of turmoil in Ying Zheng's heart.

"Come on, call Hu Hai to me."

Ying Zheng sat down behind the case table and said.

"promise."

An internal waiter responded outside the account.

After a while, Hu Hai, the nineteenth son, stepped into the tent from the outside.

"Father, you are looking for me."

Ying Zheng lowered his head and held a pen in his hand to write something on a piece of silk paper. He didn't look up when he heard his words:

"Don't you want to go to Songhai first? I allow you to go."

"Really?"

Surprise appeared in Hu Hai's heterochromatic pupils.

"Well, by the way, help me bring this to Fusu."

As Ying Zheng said, he put down his pen, rolled up the silk paper in his hand, put it into the red dragon scroll brought by the servant beside him, and handed it to Hu Hai.

"You are not allowed to look at the things inside, just give it to Fusu."

Ying Zheng looked at Hu Hai and said calmly.

"My son obeys."

Hu Hai smiled and took the scroll and saluted Ying Zheng, then turned and ran out. .

Chapter 330 Many things are known by heaven and earth (second update)

(I really can't think of a title)

On the way Hu Hai led a group of thousands of people towards Sang Haidong, he took apart the Chilong scroll that Ying Zheng had ordered to hand over to Fu Su.

The strange-colored pupils swept across, revealing surprise.

"Oh? Father actually wants Fusu to ask Su Ying to lead an army against the Xiongnu?"

"It seems that the father still misses Su Ying~."

Hu Hai shook his head, folded the silk paper and stuffed it into the red dragon scroll, put it aside casually, and put his head up in the carriage.

The corner of his handsome young mouth hooked into a smile, and his strange-colored eyes gleamed coldly.

"However, this is an opportunity."

"Get rid of my big brother's chance."

Sanghai, inside the General's Mansion.

Fusu and Li Si were playing chess in the gazebo, Zhang Han was also standing aside, shadow guards appeared on the surrounding courtyard walls.

Fusu held a white chess piece, frowning.

But the frowning thing is not the chess game in front of him.