After Zhao Lang painted the spider web outside the barracks, he had been waiting for him.

But he did not expect that the other party would meet him in this way.

And this person is still an acquaintance, so he laughed and joked,

"Xiaoshu? When did you become a cobweb's point-level spy? It's fake."

Xiaoshu is a young servant on his Zhuangzi, and this time he came to Liaodong with them.

The level of the spider web is also determined by Zhao Lang, which is divided into point, vertical, horizontal, fan, and main.

The aspect is horizontal.

At this time, Xiaoshu scratched his head embarrassedly and said,

"Brother Wangcai asked us to do this. He said that you must like to be more serious now that you are in the Qin army."

Zhao Lang couldn't help laughing and said,

"Bullshit."

Now, he still knows about Cobweb's wealth, there are three or two big cats and kittens.

The real core members can be counted with both hands and feet.

Although there are already some eyeliners in the county, most of them are paid to do things.

Not to mention loyalty, the other party doesn't even know the existence of cobwebs.

"However, it's not bad that you can find this way to get in."

"Just, have you ever thought about how to get out?"

Zhao Lang knew that these handymen didn't just leave if they wanted to.

The little tree returns,

"Sir, I'm here to tie it down, and there are other people who spread the news."

Zhao Lang raised his brows, knowing that he had been lurking for a long time.

"Okay, you pass the news to Wang Cai and let him pay attention to whether there is a sudden increase in a large number of people in the city."

"You can start from places such as inns."

The power that can make a 200-strong shanzhai easy to capture is not too small.

And the other party was obviously targeting him.

Should be an outsider.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhao Lang has insufficient information, so he can only check it like this.

When the two lines of the spider web are established, they will not be so passive.

"Yes, Master!"

Xiaoshu returned to that rigid appearance again, and it seems that Wangcai emphasized these things a lot.

However, it is also good to be formal.

Zhao Lang handed the written cloth to Xiaoshu and said,

"Give it to Wang Cai."

After Xiaoshu saluted again, he was ordered to leave.

Early the next morning, Zhao Lang took people to start daily training, which has become a habit.

Bringing Fusu and they are exercising, and bringing everyone is the same.

Therefore, except for those who were going to perform the task, everyone else was taken out by Zhao Lang.

It's just that in the morning, Fusu said that his stomach was uncomfortable and it would be later.

Zhao Lang didn't care either, it was normal to have a stomach upset, so he left with someone.

After Zhao Lang left, Fusu came all the way to the city gate, walked up the city gate, and met Zhang Han.

"Why didn't you train with the centurion and come here?"

Zhang Han asked.

Zhao Lang's exercise was not small, and he also saw it.

After Fu Su saluted, he returned,

"General, I want to write a letter to my father."

Hearing the word "father", Zhang Han didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he directly asked someone to take the pen and ink, and the cloth.

Fusu took it over and wrote on the cloth what he had seen and heard in Liaodong these days.

Last night, he thought about it all night.

I feel that I have experienced the way to govern the world!

Therefore, he couldn't wait to tell his father and let him see his growth.

He wants to reduce the corvée and servitude of the people of the world and restore people's livelihood.

Do the way of benevolence.

He wrote a few pages of cloth and silk, and then sealed it in a bamboo tube and handed it to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han said repeatedly,

"I'll arrange for a quick horse to send it back immediately."

"Excuse me, General."

Fusu said in a salute.

Then, go out of the city in the direction of Zhao Lang.

"General, who are these people?"

The subordinates on the side asked curiously.

He could still see that he came from the generals and attached great importance to these people.

Zhang Hand gave the bamboo tube to the other party and said,

"Don't ask, send it to Xianyang on an expedited horse!"

"Yes."

The subordinates lead the way.

At this time, Fusu also found Zhao Lang and the others.

Zhao Lang was taking someone to take a break at this time.

Seeing Fusu rushing over, he didn't say much, just let him join the team.

"A'er, do you know that there is any way to quickly reach the length of a thousand people?"

With more than 100 people, he really didn't feel much.

After all, there will be one or two hundred of them to die.

Not counting the newly recruited refugees.

Although Ah Er wanted to say that there are two hundred and fifty masters above a hundred people, but he still returned,

"Boss, the military merits of more than 100 people are to discuss the military merits of battles."

After all, the leader of a thousand people can already be called a general.

"Battle?"

Zhao Lang frowned.

Now north of Daqin, there is no battle to fight.

Although small-scale harassment by the Huns continued, others would run away when they saw you.

Don't fight you at all.

Unless you can find each other's tribe...

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang suddenly froze for a moment.

On his village, there seems to be a small tribe of captives!

Zhao Lang thought about it for a while, and then decided to pay attention.

It seems that I have to look for Xiaoshu at night.

Although there are other ways to spread the message, it's just a matter of exercising cobwebs.

"Well, if I knock down the rest of the centurions, can I be promoted to a thousand leaders?"

Zhao Lang asked unexpectedly.

Ah Er was stunned for a moment, then returned,

"Boss, I don't know."

Nobody has done this.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of Shi Changhu on the side, and said with a bit of sarcasm,

"Centurer, if you really want to be able to fight one hundred against one hundred, even if you can't be the captain of a thousand, who would dare not listen to you?"

Knowing that the other party didn't follow his good intentions, Zhao Lang felt that the other party was right, and there was only one problem.

"Private fighting is forbidden in the military, how to solve it."

Hu saw that Zhao Lang really wanted to do this, and said,

"It is a mutual agreement that no one of the leaders of the army will break their promises, otherwise they will not want to lead troops in the future."

Zhao Lang slapped his thigh and said,

"go!"

After he finished speaking, he led the people towards a military camp in the city.

The county seat has a city wall.

Naturally, there are also Zhuangzi who switch defenses everywhere.

Early the next morning, Zhang Han began to inspect the city defense as usual, even if there would be no problem here.

He also never relaxes.

When he reached a city wall~www.NovelMTL.com~ he suddenly stopped.

Walking up to a Qin army, he asked,

"What's the matter with the wound on your face?"

Qin Jun's expression dodged, and he said covertly,

"General Hui, when I woke up last night, I accidentally fell."

Who is Zhang Han? How can you believe such nonsense!

He knew that there was a lot of bullying in the army, so he said coldly,

"Where is the centurion! Let him see me!"

Not long after, a burly man came over,

"I've seen the general!"

Zhang Han just wanted to scold the other party, but when he saw the other party's blue nose and swollen face, he was stunned.

"You fell yesterday too?"

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