Fang Er sorted his thoughts and then looked at Cheng Yaojin and asked.
Brother Cheng, have you ever heard of Hegemon-King Xiang Yu, Martial Saint Guan Gong, and the Qi man Meng Ben?
Cheng Yaojin nodded slightly. The Hegemon-King of Chu who committed suicide at Wujiang, and Guan Yun Chang, whose loyalty was unparalleled, these were all ancient sages. How could I not have heard of them?
If I told you they have all appeared now, what would you think?
Upon hearing Fang Er's words, Cheng Yaojin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly.
This is impossible. These are people who have been dead for hundreds of years. How can they appear!
After speaking, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Fang Er.
Could it be that they have been turned into zombies by someone?
Fang Er shook his head and said, "They are not zombies at all, but living people! They can speak, breathe, and are living people just like you and me!"
Cheng Yaojin was shocked. Death and rebirth, no matter how slow-witted he was, he could not accept it.
This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! They have been dead for hundreds of years, and their bones have probably turned to dust. How can they come back to life!
Fang Er no longer explained to him. This kind of thing was difficult to explain. Instead, he asked Xiao Niba to describe the appearance of Xiang Yu and the others.
Meng Ben, Gao Chong, and Xiang Yu are not well-known, but Guan Gong, Zhang Fei, and Lu Zhishen have actual records in later generations.
His beard is two feet long, his face is like ripe dates, his lips are like smeared rouge, his phoenix eyes, his silkworm eyebrows, holding a Green Dragon Crescent Blade.
His head is like a leopard's, his eyes are round, his jaw is like a swallow's, his beard is like a tiger's, his voice is like a thunderclap, his momentum is like a galloping horse, holding a Zhang Ba Shemao.
His face is round and his ears are large, his nose is straight and his mouth is square, he is bald with a beard, holding a Bin iron Zen staff.
What he described was almost identical to Fang Er's impression of the three!
Fang Er turned to look at the envoys of Huarazm and Khorasan and asked.
Have you seen these people?
Meima Gu Er nodded repeatedly. "Reporting to Duke Fang, there are indeed!"
Mo Deji Er also agreed. "Yes!"
After a moment of thought, Fang Er looked at Guan Yin beside him and said.
Guan Yin, the map!
Please wait, my lord!
Guan Yin quickly went out of the main hall and ran to an adjacent room, returning with a roll of sheepskin map.
Spreading the map on the table, Fang Er marked the locations of the Sassanid Empire, Huarazm, and Khorasan, and compared them with place names from later generations.
Sassanid Empire, Iraq.
Huarazm, Turkmenistan.
Khorasan, Uzbekistan.
And the current location, Suyab City, is in modern-day Kyrgyzstan.
A line passing through the three countries. From the map, Suyab City is the next target with an eight or nine out of ten probability.
After understanding these, Fang Er looked at the three people again and asked.
What weapons did those people use?
Reporting to Duke Fang, at the Euphrates River, this young prince saw those people using a large iron shell that shot things that exploded at the Byzantine cavalry.
Cannons?
Fang Er was startled by the remark and quickly took out paper and pen, drawing the appearance of a cannon.
Is it like this?
Xiao Niba shook his head after looking. "No."
Fang Er casually threw the pen to him and pointed to the notebook on the table. "Draw it for me!"
As he drew the shape on the paper with a pencil, Fang Er felt terrible.
Damn it, the other side actually has tanks!
He quickly asked again, "How many of these things are there!"
Xiao Niba said he only saw one. Meima Gu Er said he saw two. But the last Mo Deji Er said he saw three and ran away very quickly!
System, come out! Explain why the other side even has tanks.
System: Then should I explain your aircraft carrier to the other side?
Fang Er: .........
Damn it, tanks are easy to figure out. As long as you're not an idiot and have enough time, you can definitely drive them very skillfully.
But think about how to figure out an aircraft carrier! That thing is not something a hundred or so people can handle!
System: Then return it?
Fang Er repeatedly begged for mercy. "My lady, don't!! I was wrong, please don't return it!"
If he really returned those three aircraft carriers, he would probably wish he could die.
After ending the conversation with the system, Fang Er looked at Guan Yin and asked.
Have the special forces come?
In addition to those sent to the Eight Tribes, he also sent a team of a hundred people to the Western Regions to investigate clues about the second穿越者.
Guan Yin shook his head. "Reporting to my lord, they have not come to Suyab."
Hiss~
Fang Er couldn't help but gasp.
A hundred rigorously trained special forces, after being released, have vanished without a trace. Could they have been killed?
My lord, shall I send up a flare to try?
Wang Xuance suggested from the side.
If the special forces had come to Suyab City, they might not have necessarily contacted Guan Yin, so he wanted to try to see if there were any companions in the vicinity of Suyab City.
Go ahead. Fang Er readily agreed, but did not hold out much hope.
Compared to the flares, the movement of seven helicopters landing outside the city was equally noticeable.
If there were special forces nearby, they should have found them by now.
Wang Xuance went out and soon three flares rose into the sky, which was the emergency assembly order for the special forces.
But after waiting for a long time, no one came to report, which made him a little disappointed.
Suyab City backs onto the mountains, with wilderness on three sides. Fang Er pondered over the map, thinking about whether to take the initiative to attack.
Brother, your mood seems a bit off today.
Cheng Yaojin, who was beside him, saw his caution and asked.
When he annihilated Goguryeo, Silla, and Baekje, it was done casually. Even when fighting the Turks, he was playing mahjong while firing cannons.
But this time, Fang Er's solemn expression was truly puzzling to him.
Fang Er, who had not smoked for a long time, took out two cigars, threw one to Old Cheng, lit one himself, took a puff, and said with some worry.
These are not the opponents we have faced before.
The firearms we have, the other side might also have them. Look at this.
This thing is called a tank. To describe it in one sentence, it is impervious to blades and spears, and can neither be submerged nor burned. Do you see this cannon barrel?
This is equivalent to the armored vehicles we used when we went to the Turks, with a cannon added on top.
According to the intelligence they provided, the other side has three of them, but who can guarantee that there are only three?
If a battle were to break out, who knows how many brothers would die!
Cheng Yaojin looked indifferent. "What do you care what they have? We have helicopters. We'll just fly up and shoot them. No matter how powerful their so-called tank is, can it shoot at planes in the sky?"
Fang Er slapped his thigh. "Right!"
It had to be said that the tanks on the other side gave him a lot of psychological pressure, and he was indeed a bit too nervous.
As Old Cheng said, let's fly up. Can they still hit us?
Are you kidding me!
Damn it! You're right, so why are you hitting me!
Cheng Yaojin rubbed his thigh aggrievedly. That slap was too sudden!