Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

This is the great integration of races he thought of. Without this integration, it will definitely not work, and it will definitely not be a good thing for the future. After all, a single gene pool will make it unable to resist so many natural and man-made disasters.

Only the most perfect gene pool, a diverse gene pool, can slowly integrate the people on this land into a family.

of course.

Because of what their ancestors did before, the punishment they deserved is still necessary.

In order to develop the future, they will suffer extremely, but they will welcome an extremely beautiful future.

No future, or just keep them slaves...

Do you know how Datang died?

Fang Mo didn't want this to happen, so fusion was a must, and the final relief was also a must, because there was a bright future, so people would be willing to work with them.

Improve the gene pool and create the most powerful country in the world!

This is Fang Mo's ambition.

But now he will definitely not say it, he will only do it quietly.

"Go away!"

Fang Mo waved his hand in great disappointment, gathered his cooks together, and said, "Next time, don't look at me anymore. Once the soldiers stop, you have to start cooking, understand?"

"understand!"

These people are also elite troops, so each answer is extremely firm.

That's right.

Let them come here to cook.

And the most important thing is that these people must not stay here for a long time, otherwise they may be surrounded.

Not everyone has gone to war. If several tribes unite, it will definitely be enough for Fang Mo and others to drink a pot.

"As I thought, fight quickly..." Guan Yu was interrupted after speaking halfway.

Fang Mo looked at him, tugged at his beard, and said in an extremely displeased way: "What do you mean by what you think? Everyone follows Huo Huoqi's method, fight quickly, retreat quickly, and think like you Let’s wait until one day you realize the merits of Huo Hussar.”

"Also, that's what we planned before, don't forget."

Guan Yu was embarrassed.

Dismantling the stage.

This is just trying to tear down his second brother, but he still can't say anything.

Because what Fang Mo said was right.

They did plan like this before, otherwise, they would be easily surrounded by other people, and they might not even be able to escape by then.

Speechless, he began to gather the soldiers, and secretly told Fang Mo what happened just now.

"It's a good thing to be disciplined, but it's not a good thing to be too repressed. Forget it, let's wait until we go back to solve this matter." After Fang Mo heard this, he didn't take it seriously.

This is not the same thing, after all, they are used to the pressure, as long as they can go home for a few days after going back, it will be enough to bring their spirits back.

It's that simple?

Yes, it's that simple.

Didn't see it?

In the army, there will be holidays every once in a while, and even the US military in later generations will still undergo certain repairs after participating in battles, or a rotation system.

Every few battalions fight back and forth, and those who have fought go back to the country to rest for a period of time and receive psychological counseling.

Naturally, there is no psychological counseling now, but the life at home is enough for them to recover.

Especially China.

Because, for Chinese people, home carries too many things.

As long as they go home and see that their parents are well and everything is fine at home, they can basically recover more than half of them after eating a meal.

This is real.

After all, our family affection is the best medicine.

Of course, foreigners are not beasts, they will also have family comfort, but they will definitely not be as thorough as Huaxia.

For example.

After they go home, three aunts and six aunts will come to visit together, or go to visit with their relatives, have a few drinks with a few friends, brag and spank, and it will be completely back to normal.

Possibly, there are also those who cannot recover and will fall into torture...

"These are the scariest things, so we must let them adapt as soon as possible, and it is best to let them eat the best food, so that they can live an extremely fulfilling life."

Fang Mo looked at the soldiers and horses behind him, got on his horse, jumped on the horse and swung his whip.

"drive!"

Chapter 437 Fire Attack

night.

A mass of flames ignited.

Many soldiers sat around together, and behind them were tied up people, just like piglets.

This is a way Xianbei used to treat Han people, now...

They returned it exactly.

Moreover, they can also warm up and eat delicious food.

And those people can only drool and freeze next to each other.

As for whether it will freeze to death?

Nobody cares.

Like in the past, this is how they treated the Han people.

"The first team!"