Zhao Xin found himself transmigrated into a novel, becoming the great villain, a delusional tyrant. This tyrant was obsessed with wine and women, lingering in the imperial harem and never attending...
Cui Zhihao and Cui Zhihan glanced at him, then silently looked away. For some reason, they felt that it was no longer so unacceptable.
It turns out that as long as people don't have expectations, they won't be particularly disappointed.
Cui Zhihao analyzed: "Since he is a Sima, then he is either a military Sima or a Sima of another department. The possibility of being a Sima of another department is basically impossible, so the leader should be a military Sima.
Judging from this, the number of people should be around 400 to 500. Even if there are two military commanders, there will not be more than 1,000 people."
Cui Zhihan frowned, and finally agreed with Cui Zhihao's analysis, and finally realized that he really had no choice.
He immediately said in a deep voice: "General Wang Shan, immediately organize the troops and pursue the enemy. We must annihilate them all and not let a single one return to the capital."
Upon hearing this, Wang Shan bowed his hands in greeting and said, "Don't worry, my lord. The enemy has only a thousand men at most. Our army outnumbers them five times. We will definitely be able to wipe them out in one fell swoop!"
After saying this, he turned and left the tent, shouting sternly, "Everyone listen up! The eldest master has ordered us to immediately go down the mountain and pursue the enemy bandits. Don't let any of them escape."
In the camp, some soldiers were still drinking, some were gambling, and some were watching the two strong men wrestling and howling.
Many people didn't hear what Wang Shan said, and those who heard it didn't react too quickly.
It was not until Wang Shan's personal soldiers came over with whips and beat them hard that these people finally understood.
When they heard that there were enemies at the foot of the mountain, their eyes widened in surprise, but their reactions varied. Some panicked, some were excited, and some were already considering whether to run away.
When they heard that there were only a few hundred enemies, less than a thousand, everyone's eyes lit up. The frightened ones were relieved, and those who had been thinking of escaping picked up their swords and guns again.
Those who were already eager to try started shouting with excitement.
"Go, go, go, he! Hundreds of people dare to go against us! He's looking for death!"
"My lord, we brothers are not afraid of killing people, but what is the reward for killing people?!"
Seeing that these people were thinking about rewards before the fight even started, Wang Shan's face turned ugly.
Fortunately, Cui Zhihan and Cui Zhihan came out.
Cui Zhihan frowned slightly, but then he said loudly: "Everyone, you may not know who I am, but your general knows.
This young master has nothing but a lot of gold and silver. I just pulled the cart up here, and I'm sure you saw it.
As long as you have the courage to kill the enemy, all those are yours. If it is not enough, I will transport more to you.
But if anyone lets the enemy go and ruins my plans, forget about any reward."
After saying these words, he swept his eyes across the audience. He thought these people would cheer and be excited.
But in the end, these people just laughed.
Someone chuckled and said, "This young master must be from an extraordinary background. We all know that. I heard that all of us are supported by Prime Minister Cui. This young master must be Prime Minister Cui's son, right?
But that has nothing to do with us.
We are on the brink of death, so please be honest, sir, right?"
When this person said this, everyone howled, "That's right, sir, we only care about gold and silver."
"presumptuous!"
Wang Shan didn't expect that these people were usually obedient, but actually raised the price at the critical moment.
He felt very embarrassed in front of the two gentlemen and became furious.
There was also a cold flash in Cui Zhihao's eyes.
However, there were also tenants and servants of the Cui family in the crowd. Seeing that these guys who came from thieves did not give the eldest master face, they all started cursing.
"You thieves, you're killing me! As the saying goes, you raise an army for a thousand days and deploy it for a single day. You're eating and drinking well in normal times, yet now that we need you, you're raising your prices. Aren't you afraid of losing your conscience?"
"Bah, conscience?"
But those who came from bandits were not to be outdone. Upon hearing this, they immediately spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. Some even sneered, "Prime Minister Cui is clearly the Prime Minister of the Great Qin, but why is he secretly keeping us bandit prisoners? Do you really think we are fools?"
"That's right. If you want to fight a war, you have to pay. Even the emperor doesn't need hungry soldiers."
The two sides were cursing each other more and more fiercely, and it seemed that they might start fighting before they even left the camp.
Cui Zhihao, Cui Zhihan and others all looked unhappy.
Wang Shan shouted angrily, but he couldn't suppress his anger. Although his personal guards had whips, they didn't dare to really hit him.
"Sir, this... is all due to my incompetence."
Wang Shan had no choice but to apologize to Cui Zhihan.
The latter had a dark face, but still waved his hand and said, "Someone, bring out the cash box!"
The thieves immediately stopped cursing, and the thieves on the other side who were originally tenant farmers also stopped making a fuss.
It seems they also want money.
Soon two large boxes of money were distributed and the team was finally assembled.
The morale of the thieves who took the money also boosted.
Cui Zhihan didn't want to say anything more after seeing this. He said to Wang Shan with a cold face, "March quickly. If you are slow, we will be at the gate of the capital."
Wang Shan was a little disheartened at this time and didn't dare to say much. He agreed and turned around with a sullen face to order his personal soldiers to urge the bandits to set off.
When we got to the foot of the mountain, there was no sign of the government troops.
However, seeing the messy footprints and horse hoof marks on the road, it seemed that a large group of people had just stopped here, and he knew that what the patrolling minions reported was true.
Wang Shan urged the thieves to speed up again, "You bastards, you've got your reward, why don't you run faster?"
But no matter how much he shouted, the effect was never very good.
It was not until Wang Shan directly ordered his personal soldiers to chop down a more reckless bandit to the ground that the rest of the bandits began to get scared.
Cui Zhihan had learned his lesson this time and said directly without further ado, "Everyone listen, the government troops are ahead, they number only a few hundred. If you can catch up, there will be a reward of ten strings of cash for each head you behead. If you can't grab them, don't blame me for being stingy."
After he said this, and with the whips in the hands of Wang Shan's personal soldiers, the speed of these bandits finally increased.
After chasing for five or six miles, just when everyone was wondering whether the government troops had already reached the capital, they finally saw the smoke and dust from the marching troops ahead.
Cui Zhihan and the others were suddenly shocked and shouted again: "Hurry, hurry, keep speeding up, the enemy is right in front of us!"
The bandits were overjoyed to see that they had finally caught up with their target, and they rushed forward howling.
But at this moment, the team in front seemed to have discovered them and actually sped up.
Cui Zhihan and Cui Zhihao were both shocked.
He hurriedly urged Wang Shan, "Oh no! They've discovered us too. We can't let them get away!"
As he spoke, he actually crossed Wang Shan and issued an order to the bandits: "Everyone, speed up and follow me. If you catch up with the government troops, each of you will be rewarded with one string of coins. If you kill an enemy, you will be rewarded with another ten strings of coins!"
After chasing for five or six miles, the bandits, who were already a little tired, finally saw their target. After hearing the promise from Cui Zhihan's brothers, they suddenly seemed to be given an injection of chicken blood and rushed forward.
As they rushed forward, someone shouted, "Chase! The quickest ones will get the quickest ones!"
It felt as if what was in front of him were not government troops, but strings of copper coins thrown on the roadside.