The special envoy smiled: "Soldiers on each side add 10,000 horses."

"Just add 10,000?"

"They are only 20,000 people, so they are playing in rotation. However, the platoon of 14,000 people is standing here, and the remaining people are only about 6,000 people. Although such a replacement can last for a while, But it won't last forever." After finishing the sentence, he glanced at his subordinates and said, "Don't worry, play with them slowly."

"The subordinate understands."

With the enemy's increase again, obviously, the faster the cavalry is exhausted, the greater the need for rotation.

"I'll see what you can do after it gets dark." The special envoy smiled slightly, turned around and returned to his barracks.

Since the elders have repeatedly told you to be patient, then I am not in a hurry to reap the rewards for a while.

Consume, play, take your time.

Night, dark again.

It has been a full day since Han Sanqian stayed in the private room.

Luo has been here no less than twenty times recently, and each time he stayed outside the door for a few minutes, wanting to see if Han Sanqian had come out, but seeing that he hadn't come out, he always hesitated to speak, and finally left angrily.

But now, Luo Jin came again.

This time, he didn't intend to do what he did before, because time was running out, and he also had a good reason to enter the private room...

"Mr. Han, it's late at night, you have been in the house for a whole day."

"It's time for dinner, I'll bring you some food."

After the words fell, he quickly signaled his subordinates to open the door with his eyes, before Han Sanqian refused.

The two soldiers acted quickly, and after opening the door, Luo Jin got in quickly.

Inside the house, Han Sanqian was lying on the recliner in the private room with a toothpick in his mouth. He didn't fall asleep, but when he saw Luo Jin coming in, he kept smiling.

"Go down and close the door."

After sending his subordinates away, Luo Jin put the food on the table and looked at Han Sanqian with a smile: "Hero Han, it's time to eat."

Han Sanqian got up, walked to the table, and said, "I don't think City Lord Luo cares too much about whether Han will be starved?"

This point, of course, needless to say, Han Sanqian is a cultivator, although he is not incapable of eating fireworks, but at least his ability to bear hunger is far superior to others.

He really didn't care whether Han Sanqian was eating or not, he just found an excuse to come in.

Seeing that he was seen through, he didn't panic, he was an old Jianghu after all, he smiled lightly, and said in one stroke: "Hero Han, why are you making fun of me? To tell you the truth, this is just a war about you. To Ye Tiancheng, to this old man. Actually, it doesn�t make much sense.�

"You win. As a hero, I get some benefits and pay less tax. If you lose, I just pay what I should have paid."

"But you..."

Han Sanqian smiled: "If it's so simple, why should Lord Luo worry about it? Why should he care about Han so much?"

"You are a businessman, I understand, I don't want to tell the truth, and it doesn't make much sense."

Luo Jin didn't expect Han Sanqian to be so straightforward, and he was a little bit embarrassed for a while, but fortunately, Han Sanqian finally lifted him up again in the second half of his sentence.

With an embarrassing smile, Luo Jin said, "Okay, Daxia Han, please forgive me for talking too much, the war outside has been going on for a whole day, do you know that your subordinates have started to use rotations to fight against the enemy?" JrNovels.com