Before I could finish writing the letter, a soldier came running in and said:
"Commander, generals, one hundred thousand composite bows and ten million arrows have all been delivered."
As he said this, he handed a note to Tan Junyan.
"They said that 500,000 sets of bulletproof vests and helmets will be delivered next."
"Let's take a short break and then prepare to receive it."
"I understand. Just go ahead and do your thing!"
Tan Junyan continued writing the letter without raising her head.
"Distribute compound bows to the soldiers and make sure they master their use as quickly as possible."
"This matter cannot be sloppy at all."
“Yes, yes…”
Several generals agreed in unison and turned to walk out.
A moment later, Tan Junyan walked out of the general's mansion and threw the letter into the porcelain jar.
…
"Young Master Wang..."
Wang Yan was directing the installation of the air conditioner when a soldier came running over with a letter from Tan Junyan.
"The coach has sent you a letter."
The guys who were installing the air conditioner looked at each other when they heard this.
What era is this? Are we still communicating by letters?
Who did that guy say the letter was from?
Coach!
I always feel that the people here are weird and abnormal.
After Wang Yan took the letter, he glanced at it for a few seconds and frowned unconsciously.
But after a while, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "If the barbarian army hadn't come up with this, we would have forgotten about them."
"But now it's good. They don't have a chance to steal the tower."
He muttered to the installer, "The payment has already been paid to your company. Once this is installed, you can leave."
"Okay, Boss Wang."
"Mr. Wang, please go ahead and do your thing. Don't worry about us."
…
Several masters smiled and were polite.
Wang Yan didn't say anything else and turned and walked out.
He returned to the office arranged for him by Xu Dong and others, sat in the boss's chair, and began to write a letter to Tan Junyan.
"Don't give the barbarian army any food. Their goal is to invade the Holy Dragon Kingdom and prey on the people."
"To associate with them is like inviting a wolf into the house."
"Giving them food is like throwing meat buns at a dog."
"As for the eighteen princes, they won't pay any attention to them."
"First of all, the eighteen princes have no shortage of men and do not need the help of the barbarian army at all."
"Secondly, if the various princes had surplus food, they would not mobilize their armies to attack you."
"How could they have any extra food to give to the barbarian army?"
"The most important point is that your letter said that the first stop for the eighteen lords is Pengshi City, and that troops must be sent to support them tonight."
"I'm worried that the barbarian army will take advantage of your support for Pengshi City to attack Pengshui City."
"They are very likely to seize Pengshui City for food and water, so we must be on guard against this."
"Seven tons of explosives are already in place. I'll deliver them to you later. You will bury them on the path the barbarian army will take to attack Pengshui City."
"If they dare to attack us, we'll blow them up."
"Also, don't give away all your money. You must leave enough troops to defend the city."
"Because, there is also the Daliang army that is eyeing us covetously, and we have to be on guard against it."
"If possible, plant explosives along the route the Daliang army takes to attack Pengshui City."
"If you want them to come, find someone to pretend to be you and lead the army to Pengshui City."
"And you, personally take charge of Pengshui City..."
'The explosives are in place and ready for reception. A letter will be sent...'
After Wang Yan finished writing, he called out to the door, "Someone come here."
Cheng Wushuang, who was cleaning the hallway with the beauties, walked in and asked, "What do you want, Master Wang?"
Wang Yan pushed the letter out and said, "Give it to Xu Dong and ask him to deliver the explosives to Tan Junyan first."
"Okay." Cheng Wushuang threw the linen in his hand to a beautiful woman.
"Clean up Young Master Wang's office later."
“Yes, yes…”
Several beauties hurriedly agreed in a low voice.
After Cheng Wushuang left, Geng Ling and more than twenty beauties walked in.
Seeing this, Wang Yan said, "It seems like I'm a bit of a hindrance here, ha."
They came in to clean, so they should go out first!
"Young Master Wang..."
Wang Yan had just stood up when Geng Ling suddenly spoke.
"We don't want to learn knowledge anymore, so you don't need to ask those teachers to come."
"Well."
Wang Yan asked in surprise: "Why?"
"After learning the knowledge, we must return to the Holy Dragon Kingdom and serve as teachers."
"Although being a teacher is respected, we can't stay with you if that happens."
“So, we want to learn martial arts.”
The corner of Wang Yan's mouth twitched violently.
When I heard Chen Hu say that they wanted to learn martial arts, I thought he was talking nonsense, but I didn’t expect it to be true.
After a moment's thought, he said, "Learning martial arts is not as comfortable as learning literature. It's too tiring."
“We are not afraid of being tired.”
Geng Ling spoke again, "After Xuewen returns, he will serve the Holy Dragon Dynasty."
"Not only do we not feel grateful to the Holy Dragon Dynasty, we even hate it deeply."
"After all, no one in the Holy Dragon Dynasty treats us as human beings."
"It is better to serve you than to serve the Holy Dragon Dynasty."
The other also nodded and said, "Sir, you took us in when we were most helpless."
"In the Holy Dragon Dynasty, we are just ants that are trampled upon by others and even bought and sold like commodities."
"You gave us dignity and a new life. We are willing to do anything for you."
"Sir, please give us a chance to repay you!"
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