The old chief shut down the channel of liquor transportation, so that the soldiers would not use alcohol as a vent for their emotions. In that way, the whole country of Yan would be in danger.
Therefore, there is no good wine to match the hometown food on the table for three people. Some are just coffee, coke, or Longjing tea.
While eating his hometown food, Qin Lang thought that he could drink a jar of good wine.
But in terms of the current situation, his ideas are naturally not satisfied.
For ordinary people, I'm afraid they can only put their regrets in mind, but Qin Lang is different. After so many years of tasks, what he is good at is to turn unfavorable conditions into favorable ones.
The reason why the soldiers can't drink is nothing more than the Kunlun people who are pressing outside. If this hidden danger is eliminated, a celebration banquet with good wine and good food will not become a burden to the soldiers, but will make them firm in their determination to win.
Thinking of this, Qin Lang put down his chopsticks and said to the old chief with a smile: "old chief, I know you love drinking. It should be very painful during this period."
Hearing this, the old chief waved to Qin Lang.
"Go, what is that? As the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces, I can't even control drinking. You don't take me seriously."
"Of course, wine is a good thing."
In the whole discourse, the former part of the old chief was still very determined, but in the latter part, the infatuation with good wine could not be concealed.
After all, for a long-term drinker, how can he feel comfortable without this?
Seeing this, Qin Lang immediately took over the conversation.
"To tell you the truth, old chief, I really want to drink. I believe the soldiers of the whole army do the same. I really have a good idea for this. If the old chief helps me, this dream will come true."
This words, the old palm eyes shine, the whole person a pair of eager appearance.
"Seriously, tell me what to do."
Looking at the old chief like a child, Qin Lang waved to Yan Shuya.
The next moment, a panoramic three-dimensional topographic map appeared in front of the three people.
Qin Lang pointed out a few points above and said to the old chief in a deep voice, "old chief, what do you know about the deployment of troops in these points? If you have accurate information, we can start to prepare for this celebration banquet."
After drawing the map over, the old chief carefully deliberated on it. In an instant, he realized what Qin Lang wanted to do.
"You mean... Let's take the initiative to attack, or do it now."
Hearing this, Qin Lang shook his head.
"Of course, we don't act now. If we do it now, those guys from Kunlun will only think that we are a group of rats who can only make sneak attacks and can't frighten the enemy at all."
"Since this war is going to be fought sooner or later, why don't we defeat them in the daytime, and then hold a celebration banquet and announce it to the whole theater to let those guys understand our strength and mentality?"
He clenched his fist in excitement, and the excitement on the old chief's face was hard to describe.
"When you choose to fight in the daytime, you really kick me out. After such a long time, I finally have a chance to beat him."
At the end of the day, the old chief picked up his rude remarks, and it took a long time for his tone to return to normal,
"Well, I'll prepare the materials for you now, and we'll fight tomorrow."
The old chief was not a procrastinator at all. Now when it comes to war, he will not hesitate.
This night is destined to be busy.
In the early morning, when a ray of sunlight shines into the window of the ancient building, Qin Lang, who is in a state of meditation, slowly opens his eyes.
Beside him, Yan Shuya covers her slender thighs with a quilt to resist the cold wind. At his waist, a portable Companion provides him with office space.
In the 12 hours after dinner, Yan Shuya didn't relax. Qin Lang was meditating in tranquility, and she counted the personnel list to prepare for the next day's battle.
As for the old chief, he went back to his room to conserve his energy and wait until the war started the next day.
At about 6:00 in the morning, Qin Lang walked out of the door of the drum tower. This time, Yan Shuya didn't join him. Instead, he left him in the room and used magic to coma him.
No matter what, she is a girl. It's up to these old men to go out to fight.As soon as Qin Lang went out, the old chief and two security guards who had been waiting for a long time immediately welcomed him.
"According to the plan you said, our fighters are all ready. However, if we bring so many people in this battle, will there be some shortage of manpower? There is a man over there who can't even fight an iron guy..."
The old chief was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"Old chief, there's no need to say that if you want to grow other people's ambition and destroy your prestige, you just need to call all my people."
"By the way, tell the chef to prepare for the celebration banquet as usual, and we will return in triumph."
When it comes to the last few words, Qin Lang's state can be described by four words of exuberance. Now it seems that he is not going to fight a tough battle, but to get something somewhere.
Seeing this, the old chief's face also showed a rare smile. Then, he patted Qin Lang heavily on the shoulder and said, "well, since we have to win this battle, I'll give you a guarantee in advance."
"If you win this time, I will remove you from the post of commander of the garrison on behalf of the military forces of the state of Yan, and make you the real commander-in-chief of the military of the same age."
As soon as he said this, Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, and then quickly explained: "old chief, don't get me wrong. I just did what every Yanguo should do, It's not for the sake of becoming an official. What's more, the old commander is still the spiritual sustenance of the Legion. If I do that, won't I win over the host? "
In the face of Qin Lang's excuse, the old chief did not approve, but said firmly: "don't worry about the influence of the old guy. He wrote a letter many years ago to make you a real commander-in-chief. As a descendant, you can't disrespect his orders. Now you just need to win a hard battle."
"Moreover, looking at the whole country, you are the only one who can really lead us to fight against Kunlun. If you insist on shirking, we will be cold hearted."
Qin Lang was lost in thought because of his sincere words. After half a sound, there was a flash of light in his eyes.
Then, a firm look appeared on Qin Lang's face.
"I accept the appointment."