The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

Chapter 182 You are all garbage here



Chapter 182 You are all garbage here

"Weren't you very courageous when you were discussing me just now? Why? Are you cowardly now when things get tough?"

"It seems that you are still not capable. If that's the case, why don't you just be a soldier and give the opportunity to capable people!"

Jiang Fan smiled at the angry generals and said in a joking voice.

As soon as he said this, it immediately aroused a wave of indignation among the people on the other side.

"General, the opportunity is right in front of you, why not seize it? Isn't it to recapture Jinzhou? We brothers will help you recapture Jinzhou at the risk of our lives!"

"That's right, General. The worst that can happen is death. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

"Done... General... We support you..."

More than a dozen generals were talking to each other. If Jiang Fan hadn't pointed them out, they would probably have wanted to go up on their own.

Jiang Fan's words almost rubbed their faces on the ground, saying that they were useless in various ways. As soldiers, how could they tolerate this?

Seeing their angry expressions, Jiang Fan smiled. At least, although these people were somewhat incompetent, they were still brave enough to resist because of his humiliation.

Jiang Fan was afraid that these people were cowards. If that was the case, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to change the situation.

"Okay... Since Your Highness is willing to give me a chance, I will accept it... I wonder what Your Highness's chance is?" Upon hearing this, Li Yunzhuo looked at Jiang Fan with burning eyes.

He was also aroused by Jiang Fan's words to be competitive. A prince who knew nothing about military affairs actually said that they were useless. If he endured it, he would be really useless.

"Since you said I don't know anything about military affairs, let's have a military duel. If you beat me, the position of commander-in-chief will be yours. Don't worry, I will write to my father and strongly recommend you."

When he said this, his tone changed and became a little grim.

"But if you lose, I have only one thing to say. From now on, you must do whatever I say. If anyone dares to slack off, I will chop off your head. Do you... dare to accept it?"

Jiang Fan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his overwhelming power immediately changed the expressions of the generals who looked down on him.

They found that the childish-looking prince in front of them was nothing like the useless prince they had imagined.

Not everyone has such power.

But soon, all the generals shook their heads, disdain returning to their hearts. So what if they had unparalleled power? If the royal family did not have some power, how could they still be called royal family members?

Having power does not mean being knowledgeable in military affairs. Since the Eighth Prince wants to be bullied in military affairs, they should just help him.

"Okay... I will accept it. As long as Your Highness can win, we will be convinced and will absolutely obey Your Highness' orders!"

"But if Your Highness loses, please keep your promise. If I fail to recapture Jinzhou in this battle, I am willing to be punished by military law."

Li Yunzhuo said to Jiang Fan with confidence and pride.

Jiang Fan looked at the other person in surprise, and became more interested in this Li Yunzhuo.

He proposed that the other party be the head coach, but in fact it was just a spur of the moment idea, he wanted the other party to make a bet with him.

But this guy actually took it seriously. It seems that he has lofty ambitions. Or, he wants to fight for the entire Zhoufu Army!

"Okay, my competition is very simple. I will send out two hundred grain soldiers and one hundred white-robed light cavalry, and you will send out two thousand soldiers of the continental army. Let's have a showdown..." Jiang Fan said with a faint smile as he looked at Li Yunzhuo.

As soon as he said this, there was a dead silence at the scene. Jiang Fan had a confident look on his face, and no one spoke.

The dozen or so generals on the opposite side were filled with astonishment, and were so shocked by Jiang Fan's words that they were speechless.

Three hundred against two thousand, of which two hundred were cannon fodder in their eyes. They thought they had heard wrongly.

The generals thought Jiang Fan was joking.

You have to know that although they are not the elite among the elite, they are also elite soldiers. After all, the soldiers who can be selected to go to the battlefield have undergone countless trainings.

However, because they came from different places and had to face the Northern Mongolian cavalry, and because they were not integrated enough, they had no hope for this battle, so their morale was low.

But even so, they could not be defeated by two hundred grain soldiers and one hundred personal guards of the prince.

Even if there were a hundred light cavalry among them, they didn't take it seriously. Everyone felt that Jiang Fan was humiliating them.

"Your Highness, are you looking down on me? Three hundred against two thousand, are you kidding me?"

Li Yunzhuo's face looked a little ugly, and the general behind him came to his senses and also had a look of anger on his face.

Hearing this, Jiang Fan looked at Li Yunzhuo with a faint smile and said, "You are wrong. I don't look down on you, I look down on you all!"

"In my opinion, you are all garbage. Three hundred of you against two thousand of you, and I still think you have more people. If you don't accept it, you can prove it to me!"

As soon as Jiang Fan said this, Li Yunzhuo and others stood still for a moment, staring at Jiang Fan in shock, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses.

What?! This prince who knows nothing about military affairs actually said that he looked down on all of them and said that they were all garbage!

This kind of humiliation is so fucking blatant that it is simply outrageous to both God and human beings!

Even the Chu brothers felt that Jiang Fan had gone too far. If the 50,000-strong army heard him scolding the general like that, they would probably be so enraged that they would fight Jiang Fan to the death.

The most important thing for a soldier is honor. You can hit him, you can curse his ancestors, but you can't call them trash!

He didn't know that Jiang Fan wanted to stir up the blood of these people. He had to use drastic measures!

"Okay... Since Your Highness looks down on us so much, then we'd like to see how powerful Your Highness is. I hope Your Highness won't let me down!" Li Yunzhuo snorted coldly when he heard this.

Jiang Fan's words completely aroused the fighting spirit in his heart. Jiang Fan looked down on him so much, so he wanted to see how powerful Jiang Fan was.

Two hundred cannon fodder soldiers and one hundred private soldiers of the prince, challenge them and seek excitement.

They didn't know about the Eighteen Villages of Lianyun, and they didn't know that the current food and fodder soldiers were completely different from the past. They still thought that the food and fodder soldiers were cannon fodder.

"What are you waiting for... Gather the troops and get ready to start! Xiaoqi, Laoliu, tell them the rules!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.

As for how to decide the winner, of course, he would follow the rules used in his previous duel with Chu Yan'er. Such rules were mature enough and fair enough.

Upon hearing this, the Chu brothers looked at Li Yunzhuo and the angry generals with amusement, and a hint of pity flashed in their eyes.

It's a pity that I can't personally teach these bad generals a lesson, but letting them be abused by the grain army and the white robe army is also a good thing.

Seeing the Chu brothers walking towards them with a calm expression and no worry at all, Li Yunzhuo and a group of generals were a little stunned.

Prince Jiang Fan knows nothing about military affairs, but is very arrogant. Are the people around him also so arrogant?

Three hundred cannon fodder soldiers were facing off against their two thousand elite soldiers. Not only were they not worried or afraid, but they also looked extremely regretful.

What do they regret? Are they sorry that they can't go on the field and get beaten? Or are they sorry that they can't go on the field and lose face!


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