Chapter 366: The Brave Warrior's Mount?
"Your Majesty, news has arrived from the front that the Han army is encamped fifty miles away and has not continued to retreat to their northern great camp."
Duke Abel Maj walked behind Emperor Caesar in the Imperial Garden.
"What's the morale of the soldiers like?" Caesar smiled slightly, this normally stern old man now seemed extremely easy-going, perhaps this was his true nature.
"Extremely expensive."
"Is it extremely expensive?" Caesar stopped in his tracks, his voice suddenly dropping low: "Is this a good thing?"
His problem is very strange. Since ancient times, only generals have worried about the low morale of their soldiers, but no one has ever been worried about high morale.
However, Abelma was not surprised by Caesar's worries.
"For decades, we have all been used to it."
"Yes, I've really gotten used to it." The turbid color in Caesar's eyes suddenly cleared up, replaced by a sharp tone: "Change, it must be changed."
Since Caesar's enthronement forty years ago under the blessing of his predecessor, the Pope, he has made it his mission to conquer the world.
For decades, Caesar's army has been conquering all over, its vast territory unmatched in the world.
Caesar's troops fought bravely and fearlessly.
Their soldiers have such great combat effectiveness, and the only religion in the empire - Shinto plays an irreplaceable role.
Every loyal soldier is also a loyal follower of God.
The status of the Vatican is absolutely no lower than anyone else in the hearts of these soldiers.
Perhaps only Caesar, who constantly brings them victory, can rival the gods.
This fact was known to both Caesar and the Pope, who had both felt deep dissatisfaction and concern in their hearts, but neither the Church nor Caesar dared to take action.
United we stand, divided we fall.
This principle is well understood by both the Pope and the Great Emperor, who have grown up together since childhood as a pair of old friends who are like close friends but also like enemies.
Caesar wanted to continue the glory of his dynasty, but the Vatican would not allow another monarch with the same prestige as His Holiness the Pope to appear.
The contradictions between them today, when Caesar and the Pope simultaneously entered old age, were for their own interests, or rather for the benefit of their own legacy.
An irreconcilable contradiction inevitably arose between the two.
Just two days ago, the brave Second Legion's legion commander, the great knight Artuso, sang holy songs and led thousands of troops to charge forward. The final result was that the Black Flag Army, which claimed to be the continent's number one iron cavalry, fled without a fight.
This feat greatly boosted the morale of the Caesarians, with everyone talking about the holy knight Artuso.
Similarly, the status of the temple also rose with the tide and reached an unprecedented height.
Victory pleased Caesar, but such a victory filled him with deep concern.
"The Grand Emperor, now the divine teachings have penetrated deep into the hearts of the military."
"Yes, I confess that the Pope did better than I. While I was busy expanding my territory, he quietly sowed the seeds of God's teachings in the hearts of soldiers. By the time I realized it, it was too late."
Caesar let out a deep sigh and said: "Abelma, what proposal do you have?"
"Promote new generals, seek new alliances in occupied areas, and gradually weaken the power of the gods."
"But as long as there is one person here, these plans cannot be carried out."
"Then let us send this person to see the great and noble god."
Abel's voice had an inexplicable firmness, this idea had been lingering in his mind for many years, until today, he finally said it out loud.
Caesar raised his head and looked at Abelma, after a long time, he said in a low voice: "Now is war."
"Yes, we are at war now." The voice of Archduke Abel was as sonorous and powerful as ever.
Fifty miles east of Wulong City, the Han army had been stationed here for a long time. In order to prevent the surprise attack of the Roman Empire, the scouts of the Han Dynasty had already been deployed twenty miles away.
"Hehe...... Hehe......"
A tall and majestic man was following closely behind Xu Haifeng and Jiang Kongming, grinning foolishly.
"What does he want to do?" Jiang Kongming asked in surprise.
After being with Qin Yong for many years, he understood at a glance that this guy must have ulterior motives, so he would stick to them like a shadow.
This time reinforcing Wulong City, Xu Haifeng did not bring this rough man with him, but ordered him to wait dozens of miles east of Wulong City.
Qin's great warrior, although unwilling, did not dare to disobey Xu Haifeng's orders and could only leave the battlefield with his head hung low.
However, the only comfort for him was that this time, even Zhebie, Monkey Kid and Li Mingtang were all abandoned by Xu Haifeng and stayed here with him.
Having waited here in boredom for two days, Xu Haifeng indeed led a large army to arrive and merge with them.
But at a glance, Qin Yong immediately followed the two people who could speak for the Black Flag Army, like a mouse seeing rice, without taking a step back.
The Fang brothers and Lu Tongzhou were originally going to discuss the next step of their military plan with Xu Haifeng, but because of this giant, they all chose to retreat without a word.
It seems that Qin Yong's reputation is no longer just intimidating to his enemies, but also makes his own people tremble with fear and try to avoid him whenever possible.
"Don't mind him." said Xu Haifeng angrily.
Since the battle of Taiyuan, this Qin Yong has been like a madman, constantly whispering in his ear, and he can no longer bear it.
If it wasn't for the fact that he knew clearly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hurt this giant at all. He would rather sacrifice a great general to thoroughly teach him a lesson.
Jiang Kongming's mind was so quick-witted that as soon as he heard it, he knew Qin Yong must have made some request that put Xu Haifeng in a very difficult position, which was why he was so furious.
Jiang Kungming was really curious about this requirement, which could also make Xu Haifeng headache.
Well... anyway, listen carefully.
"Your Excellency, Qin Yong is our army's first brave warrior. He has a simple mind and no special hobbies. As his student for many years, I have never seen him take the initiative to ask for anything. It's really curious, please enlighten me." Jiang Gongming asked with great curiosity.
"Alas..." Xu Haifeng sighed helplessly and said, "He wants a mount, what do you think, can I agree to that?"
Jiang Kongming was taken aback and exclaimed in great surprise: "How did he think of wanting a mount?"
"I'm not a worm in his stomach, how would I know what's going on in that wooden brain of his?" Xǔ Hǎifēng said indignantly.
For this matter, he was not bothered by this ignorant and arrogant person. Although when he scolded him severely, he escaped quickly, but soon forgot and came back again. This persistence made Xu Haifeng admire and also headache at the same time.
"Is it a mount?" Jiang Gongming looked up at the sky and remained silent.
Xu Haifeng immediately knew that this Jiang Gui was starting to use his all-knowing brain, but no matter how capable he was, he would probably be powerless.
For Qin Yong this big fellow, ordinary beasts simply cannot carry him, let alone the massive thousand-jin giant sword in his hand.
As for Blood Wine War Horse, I have to say that apart from Wuyun, the other horses are even more inferior than ordinary horses when they see this guy.
What was the reason for this, Xu Haifeng didn't know, and Jiang Kongming was equally baffled.
Just like Jiang Gongming couldn't cultivate internal energy no matter what, Qin Yong had always been unable to find a suitable mount.
"Ma..." Jiang Gongming said slowly.
"What?"
This sentence is so absurd that no one can guess its meaning.
"Qin Yong and Ma Er have a vendetta from their past lives." Jiang Kongming said with a shake of his head.
Xu Haifeng was taken aback and then gave him a big white eye.
I thought he had been thinking deeply for half a day and came up with some strange idea, but unexpectedly it was this conclusion that made people laugh and cry.
"Alright, even if they had a grudge in their past life and want to settle scores in this life, it has nothing to do with us." Xu Haifeng said indifferently.
"Otherwise, my lord, if we were to find a mount for Qin Yu, his attack power would increase exponentially. This is actually not a bad idea at all." Jiang Gongming's eyes shone brightly, as if he had thought of an ingenious plan, and was overjoyed beyond measure.
"This is also possible." Xǔ Hǎifēng's mind was racing, and he immediately thought of the pros and cons. He asked, "Then, Military Advisor, what clever strategy do you have?"
"If the horse won't work, then why not try some other animals?"
"Any other animals?"
"Not bad," Jiang Kongming said with a self-satisfied smile, "For example..."
"What's it like?"
"For example, tigers, leopards, lions. If these don't work, then try oxen, water buffalo, flower cows, wild cattle, mountain goats, camels, and wild boars. If it still doesn't work...” Jiang Kongming paused for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said: "Then we'll travel to distant lands to catch and buy elephants, rhinoceroses... hmm, why not try crocodiles too? With so many animals in the world, I won't give up until I find him a mount."
Xu Haifeng couldn't help but laugh at the side, and also felt a bit helpless. It seemed that this military strategist had also made up his mind to not give up until he achieved his goal, just like Qin Yong.
However, tigers, leopards and lions, he still knew what they were. He had even seen yaks and camels before. But elephants, rhinos and crocodiles were really unknown to him.
His footsteps suddenly paused slightly, and he thought of something in his heart. These things are beasts, wanting to make them listen, I'm afraid that in the end, blood wine will still have to be used.
What is General Jiang's purpose in doing so? Is he planning to find a mount for Qin Yong or organize an animal battalion?