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"Look, there's smoke and fire!" In the canyon outside Chuzhou, the soldier on duty exclaimed.

For a moment, the whole camp woke up. Prince Zhao came out of the camp with his coat on. He was about to ask someone to talk to him. Wang Dingjun ran in front of him. His helmet was covered with frost.

"Yes, your highness." In the dark, Wang Dingjun's bright eyes are full of smile.

Prince Zhao looked at the smoke and fire in the distance and raised his eyebrows, "can you be found by the other party?"

"No, it's just that it can really lead the enemy out of the city?"

"It depends on their endurance and curiosity." Prince Zhao subconsciously turned the ring on the ring finger of his left hand and said calmly, "the city of Chuzhou is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The enemy won Chuzhou without losing 120000. It is very difficult for us to recapture the city."

Wang Dingjun spat, "this damned Wei Chi!"

Wei Chi was the spy planted in North Vietnam. No one thought that he could endure for more than 30 years to open the gate of Chuzhou on this day.

"This man is damned." Prince Zhao's eyes are cold, and there is a faint intention to kill.

Wang Dingjun laughed at him, "but it's strange that Duke Lu is incompetent. In such a situation, an old man can open the gate of the city and open it after opening his business. He can't even resist at all, and even Wei Chi can't catch him. I don't know what the 100000 army has in his hands."

Prince Zhao glanced at the barracks next door. After he came to the barracks, Duke Lu was ill, and the military power naturally fell into his hands. No one dared to question whether there was something fishy in it.

"It's a good canyon. It's easy to defend but difficult to attack. After all, it's not the only way to go south. If the enemy doesn't cross here, we can't do anything about it."

"Don't worry. I'll send someone to keep an eye on Chuzhou. As soon as they have any news, we can catch up with them immediately. The other way to the south is not so easy."

"This is the only way. From tomorrow, the whole army will be trained first. Even if such a vulnerable soldier meets him, he will be dead."

"Yes, the black guard..." Wang Dingjun licked his lips and wanted to see the prestige of black armour guard again.

"They'll show up when it's time." Since it is the bottom card, Prince Zhao did not intend to take the black armour guard at any time. However, if one of the ten thousand people died, it would be one less, and it would not be able to make up at any time.

If a horse suddenly appears in front of the camp, two Scouts must rush in.

Sure enough, the soldier jumped off his horse's back ten paces away from them and ran to report: "Your Highness, there are about 10000 troops out of the city of Chuzhou. The goal seems to be to go to the place where the fire is on."

"OK, let General Hu prepare to catch turtles in the urn!"

This cold night is doomed to be not too peaceful. Prince Zhao's burning place is the camp before the North Vietnam, which is within the territory of NATO. Although the army has been stationed in Chuzhou City, their food, grass and large-scale equipment are still there and have not yet been transported into the city.

Perhaps, they did not regard Chuzhou as a permanent base, but as a springboard to attack the next destination.

Since Prince Zhao has come here, he will not give the enemy a chance to further step forward. Moreover, he will let the 120000 enemy troops be buried here forever!

In Yecheng Prince's mansion, Tang Yue woke up in a nightmare early in the morning. He was in a cold sweat and his eyes were staring at the top of the bed.

He heard the movement push the door to come in, lifted up the bed tent and said: "Lang Jun, do you want to get up?"

"What time is it? Has the prince sent home letters? "

This is what Tang Yue wants to ask every day, and he is used to it, "no, the girl just asked before she came."

He looked down to see the sweat on Tang Yue's forehead, put down his work and twisted a cloth towel, "do you have a nightmare again?"

"Yes, this time I dreamt that the prince was captured by the enemy, tortured, and hung on the wall to show the public. How miserable it would be..." Tang Yue also knew that he was not right. He could not bear to worry. He thought too much during the day and became a nightmare at night. He couldn't control it.

But now he is also used to it. He knows that these are just dreams. When he wakes up, he even forgets what he dreams about.

"It's still early. Do you want to go to bed? I just lay down at three o'clock last night. " He some worried looking at Tang more and more thin cheek, heartache own master son.

"If you don't sleep, everything inside and outside can be piled up into a truck. Where can I live?"

"What is a truck?" He asked with a wink.

Tang Yue choked for a while and shook his head: "nothing, it's the stuff that contains things."

Although he can't understand, he also knows that there is no need to ask again. He has a lot of little secrets about his husband, and he can always say some inexplicable words.

Tang Yue got up and ate breakfast and went directly into the study. He went through the account books of yesterday's day. War is the most expensive. It can't be supported by the Treasury alone.

So Tang Yue began to care about their family's small vault, can save more is a little, money can spend less is a point.According to Prince Zhao's plan, this time they will go directly into the enemy's nest. I'm afraid it will be difficult to maintain without sufficient financial support.

Therefore, in those five years, they not only focused on enriching the national treasury, but also increased their small coffers.

For Prince Zhao, the state and his family were inseparable. For Tang Yue, he didn't care how much money was left except for food and clothing.

Even if he doesn't have a dime left, can he still make money? Don't worry about starvation.

After putting down the account book, Tang Yue was stunned for a while. In his last life, he was just a well-off man. After buying a house and a car, he had little money left. In this life, he changed into a second generation of officials and a second generation of rich people. He also added a super local tyrant. He could not count his wealth.

But even so, he did not develop the habit of spending money lavishly. Perhaps it is because here, he has everything he wants, and there are so many servants waiting on him. He basically owns all the things that can be bought with money, but he can't do anything about things that money can't buy.

"Lang Jun, letter from the army." The housekeeper handed him a letter with the seal of Hui'an hall.

Sometimes, when he received letters from his apprentices, he asked them how to solve the problem.

Tang Yue estimated the number of wounded soldiers by estimating the amount of medicinal materials and the average amount of a wounded soldier.

"It seems that there are not many battles between the two armies. Duke of Lu's army has started for less than half a year. Not only has he not taken advantage of it, but he has also been robbed of the city of Chuzhou. This efficiency does not really need ten years of World War I!"

Tang Yue thought of such a long time, the heart is not taste, although it is important for a man to build a career, but after a long time, the feelings will naturally fade. No matter how deep the feelings are, the husband and wife can not withstand the years of killing pigs.

He didn't want to see Prince Zhao again when the other party was already gray haired and wrinkled.

In this way, Tang Yue asked the housekeeper to find a painter for him to spend his clothes every day. His portrait would be sent to Prince Zhao to let him see things and think about people. In short, he would remind each other of his own existence all the time.

This is probably the so-called refresh their own sense of existence.

"Call the manager of Hui'an hall again. I have something to tell you."

The housekeeper smiles, "manager Liu is waiting outside now."

"Well? How does he know I'm looking for him Tang Yue thought to himself, how can a man with a good heart become an old man?

This shopkeeper Liu was later found by him. Before that, he did the work of helping people unload goods. When Tang Yue ran into him, he was so frustrated that he could not even eat. He did not know what was wrong with him and brought him back.

Later, I learned that he had been angry and ambitious. Unfortunately, he failed to meet his talent. If he had the financial resources to support his drunken life and suffocation, he could only do the lowest level work.

In this era, there are many people who can't get paid back. Tang Yue didn't feel touched by his experience at that time. Instead, he thought that he was good, knew how to retreat from difficulties, and worked hard to live. In addition, he was tested to have some talent and learning, so he was put in Huian hall, and he was promoted to the shopkeeper a year later.

"You forget that today is the payment day once a month, and manager Liu has the original account with him."

"That's just right. Please invite him in."

"The painter..." Some of the housekeepers didn't understand Tang Yue's intention of looking for a painter. Generally speaking, the people with this skill had a low status, and they were not so popular as those painters later.

"Come again in the afternoon."

The housekeeper nodded and left with doubt.