A strange feeling arises like this. In Zong Guang's mind, Tianhao's image gradually magnifies. This is as things come together, the initial intimacy and gratitude also change, evolving towards worship and awe.

Zong Guang is no longer very brave to use the title "Ahao". Even he himself did not realize when this idea came into being. I am different from him, more humble and weaker. Although they are both city lords, the process of gaining power is essentially different. I came from my father's gift, but he relied on his personal strength to get up from the bottom of society. Just like a young and weak plant bud, it is becoming more and more vigorous and harder.

Huaiji City is not Panshi City. Although it is a city with a population of over 10,000, the growth rate of residents has been very slow over the years. Zong Guang used to be indifferent to this and had no concept of "development". He was a very ambitious person, but he was too young and inexperienced. His father Zong Gu's escort measures were too perfect, which led to him having only ideals, but he just drew a cake in the air with his fingers without any realistic basis.

The burning feeling comes from the war that is about to break out.

In fact, to be precise, Zong Guang was flowing in his body.

During the time he came to Panshi City, he learned a lot, and everything opened his eyes to Zong Guang. From "Ahao" to "Ahao", he himself did not notice that his tone and tone had changed. He was careful, for fear of angering the other party, and even unconsciously accompanied his smiling face with a flattering nature.

Few people will notice their own changes. From the perspective of the bystander, Zong Guang can see clearly the changes in his father.

Regarding this dispatch, my father had a limited cooperation attitude from the beginning. He was scheming and agreed on the surface, but actually had some reservations about the entire plan.

The grain supply situation in Mishui City is far less than that of Zongyou. The troops sent were not all elite, leaving at least three thousand people.

Zong Guang had a feeling that Tianhao seemed to know everything, and he seemed to know these secrets in his heart.

Zong Guang knew that Panshi City's powerful grain production ability had a shocking effect on his father, which was not jealousy, but envy. The father and son had talked privately about this matter. Zong Gu praised Panshi City's good surrounding environment, but he was very calm and told Zong Guang in a calm tone: If another person was replaced by Panshi City Lord, the resources of the sea to the east would not be developed to this level no matter what.

This requires decisive and determined courage, visionary gaze, and tolerate various inconveniences, even doubts and oppositions from the lower class people within a certain period of time.

After all, Zong Gu is a experienced person, and his perspective on the problem is very special.

"A Guang, follow A Hao! His future is limitless." His father's words were full of admiration.

Zong Guang nodded slowly in silence.

"Ahao is a tough person. He has enough patience and is very harsh on himself." Zong Ju's eyes were long and there was an indescribable special element.

"Dad, what are you referring to?" Zong Guang was concentrating on the problem, with some doubts.

"Ayi, he is the only woman around Ahao." Zong Ju bit the word "only". His cheeks, covered with traces of time, seemed to be a smile, revealing a middle-aged man's understanding of the precipitation of time: "Ayi is so ugly. Such an ugly woman, Ahao actually treats her like a wife... If it were you, would it be?"

For a long time, this is the common idea of ​​everyone who knows Ayi’s relationship with Tianhao.

She is so ugly.

Her thin waist is like tender buds of a tree branch, and it is broken by pinching it. The size of her chest and buttocks is barely matched, but it does not conform to the aesthetic views of the northern barbarians. She does not have thick arms, and her slender thighs look like she doesn’t look like a few taels of meat. Such a woman can’t work in the fields and can’t bring back much firewood all day long, can’t carry heavy objects, and can’t carry rocks. She is so ugly that she makes her scalp numb. Just looking at it makes her feel disgusting and vomiting. No man with normal thinking will want to have a super friendly relationship with her.

Ahao is obviously not a fool, otherwise he would not have become the city lord.

But there was only woman Ayi by his side.

Very weird, incomprehensible, and completely illogical.

Looking at his son's doubtful eyes, Zong Ju sighed with great admiration: "Ruling and managing a city is not as simple as saying. Do you remember that old saying? Suffering hardship comes first and enjoyment comes later. Ahao sets an example for everyone in Panshi City in this regard. Ayi is the ugliest woman in the city. Ahao gives up good things and wants nothing except power."

"He is not pretending. Ayi gave birth to a child for him, and he was the eldest son. You should understand what this means. Do you think there is no better choice as Ahao? There are so many people in Panshi City, and there are not thousands or hundreds of beautiful women, and there are several beautiful women. Haha... He doesn't even look at him. These beautiful women belong to the most loyal followers under his command. Good means! Few people can do this tenacity and patience alone, at least I can't."

"A Guang, do you believe it or not. As long as Ahao is just talking casually today, saying that he doesn't want Ayi, the woman who takes the initiative to post it can immediately line up from his bedroom to the gate of Panshi City, and have to circle around this city several times?"

Of course Zong Guang believed it.

"Do you think Ah Hao is abused?" Zong Ju stared at his son with a torture look.

Zong Guang raised his head, his eyes touched his father's sight, and nodded: "No, but in some ways... it should be considered."

Zong Ju smiled with relief: "It's good that you can understand. It seems that you haven't wasted time in Panshi City during this period. You have indeed learned a lot from Ahao."

Zong Guang raised his head and stared at the angle between the walls and the ceiling above the house, and groaned slowly: "Yes, he can even accept an ugly woman like Ayi, what else can he not do?"

"People with truly ambitious attitudes towards themselves are very cruel. They regard to torture as a training of their mind and body. Think of the great heroes in the history of the cattle clan, and look for the clay templates that record their deeds. You will find that Ah Hao is very similar to them, and they all have common characteristics that can achieve great causes."

Zong Guang was surprised by his father's words. He thought about it carefully and felt it was natural. He asked in confusion: "Dad, what do you mean... should we go with Ahao?"

"First follow and take a look." Zong Ju kept calm, and his previous feelings were just touching: "Not all heroes can become leaders. This kind of thing depends on ability, and more importantly, luck. As for the current situation, Ahao's future development is unlimited. I have sent someone to send orders to transfer the three thousand elites and some of the food left behind in Mishui City. Ahao is a shrewd person and must let him see our sincerity."

"Will we part ways in the future?" Zong Guang smelled an unusual breath from it.

"It depends on Ahao's own performance." Zong Ju stroked his rough-skinned left hand, looking calm: "If he is a real emperor, follow him. After all, he has helped us a lot and we owe him a favor. Son, you have to pay attention to the standard. Sometimes it is cooperation, and you have to give him the strongest support unconditionally depending on the situation. Ahao is a person who cares about the balance between giving and gain, and following him will not suffer any losses."

Zong Guang hesitated for a moment: "What if he didn't have the luck to become an emperor?"

Zong Gu did it quietly, staring at his son's growing face.

"I'm old and will definitely die before you. After that, everything has to be judged by yourself and made decisions. It's never as gratifying as a timely help. It's stupid to ignore the situation and to learn to be smart and observe the world through your eyes and ears."

After pausing, Zongju made a low and slow voice: "Keep intimate relationship with Ah Hao. If he becomes an emperor, you are the most loyal supporter around him. If he fails, cut off his head and keep everything you have."

After being silent for a long time, Zong Guang asked seriously: "Dad, do you think we can win this battle?"

Zong Ju smiled, and he did not directly answer: "My confidence in Ah Hao comes from the plan he made, from the King of Thunder Point, and even from our entire tribe."

"There are three million people in the cattle tribe, and the pig tribe has been continuously weakened. The current population is less than 400,000."

"Niu Weibang's opinion should be similar to mine, so he sent out 100,000 soldiers."

"In the end, it was Ahao's plan. It was very careful and no details were left out. If we couldn't even win this way, then we could only stay in Mishui City in the future and never mention anything like external expansion."

"Of course, there are exceptions in everything. If... I'm talking about it, if the situation changes and the battle is defeated, then kill him as I told you just now, and use his head to save us. It's nothing about despicability or justice, and the dead will never care about this with you."

...

Liao Qiu is back.

Two weeks ago, he took the guards away from the Rock City and went to Thunder Point to report.

Now, he has brought up to 40,000 reinforcements.

Tianhao and his confidants stood at the top of the tower hundreds of meters high, watching the black dots, black lines, and black clumps appearing from the horizon and expanding in their field of view.

This is the third and last batch of troops sent by Leijiao City. Together with the two batches sent before, the total number is as high as 100,000.

They brought baggage and supplies, in order to facilitate long-distance march, and in the territory, heavy armor and weapons were placed on the chariots slowly, and only light guards were equipped with armed forces. A large number of cattle and mules and horses were mixed in the team, and flying dust could be seen from afar. When the distance was closer, the heavy steps trembled the earth, and all kinds of chaotic sounds were mixed, first "buzzing" like mosquitoes and flies, and soon expanded rapidly and evolved into deafening noises.

Tianhao turned sideways and glanced at Tiankuang standing next to him. The latter nodded understandingly and led most of the people present to turn down the stairs. Forty thousand people were not a small number, and their food and accommodation must be arranged as soon as possible. From the reorganization team to the assigned rest area, all kinds of things must be handled.

The footsteps echoed down the tower, without the briskness of going downstairs, mixed with a hint of impulse.

Tianhao is very familiar with the rhythm of walking and climbing the ladder. The reinforced brain can grasp the details and judge them at the same time.

He knew that the person coming was Liao Qiu.

About twenty seconds later, a heavy breath came from behind him. He was trying to adjust the rhythm evenly. His sarcastic tone was no different from before. He had formed a fixed habit, a style.

"I thought you would greet me at the city gate... It seems that I was wrong." Liao Qiu's voice was a little self-deprecating: "But it's right to think about it. You are the noble city lord."

Tianhao turned around, seriousness and solemnity formed a special majestic temperament on him: "Why are you leading the team? Isn't the king coming?"

He kept watching the army entering the city under the tower, and could not find the figure of the King of Thunderhorn.

Liao Qiu held up his joking expression and sighed solemnly: "Something happened in Leijiao City, and the king must stay and deal with it. This is the certificate signed and certified by the army, you can read it yourself!"

As he said that, he took out a small animal skin tied into a rolled-shaped roll and handed it to Tianhao. The latter slowly unfolded and saw the text written in black ink. The content was very simple, indicating the name, number of people, baggage and equipment of the army, and the agreed handover time... At the bottom right of the animal skin, Niu Weibang's signature was left, and the exclusive mark of the Leike Tribe was stamped.

Tianhao silently stared at the red mark at the end of the page, as if the heraldic scientist was doing research: "What happened in Leijiao City? Is it because of A Ning?"

It was cold, and Liao Qiu closed the sleeveless leather robe on his body: "That's right! Han Zhong knew that A Ning and his two children ran away, but he didn't know that you brought them to Panshi City. The news is temporarily blocked, and the king knows the importance of it. He can't play any tricks in the short term, but if this battle is over... it's hard to say."

Tianhao smiled and said, "It's because of this, why don't the king come?"

"No! That's not the case." Liao Qiu shook his head: "Some rumors appeared in Leijiao City. The king was very angry. He ordered the source of the spread of the rumors."

Tianhao's perception is very sharp: "It has something to do with me?"

Liao Qiu raised his hand and gently stroked the scar on his face: "Someone said you intend to rebel."

Tianhao did not continue asking.

He turned around, stood in his previous position, and looked down at the chaotic and crowded city under his feet.

Niu Weibang sent the last batch of troops as promised, and at the same time, it was enough to maintain the supply of food and grass for 100,000 troops for three months, which itself showed his attitude.

If it weren't for absolute trust, who would provide convenience to the ambitious ambitions who were rebelling at this time?
Chapter completed!