My vicious dog, my horse, I can do whatever I want with it

Zong Yanli naturally heard those words, and frowned slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Wen Nian's voice next to him: "Young Master, I don't care."

I don't care about that description, I don't care about those remarks.

Wen Nian slightly side-glanced, looked at Zong Yanli and said: "If you become the general's vicious dog, it is also my honor."

"..." Zong Yanli paused and turned around to look at him, meeting his determined eyes. His black pupils were pure and contained nothing, as if he had determined that Zong Yanli was the master he would follow all his life.

"Don't say such things." Zong Yanli bowed his head and sighed, "I will find a way to cure your madness, and then you will be able to lead the army on your own."

Zong Yanli did think so. Judging from Wen Nian's current situation, he was not suitable to be a leader and could only follow her.

But this is obviously not a long-term solution, and Zong Yanli does not want to bury Wen Nian's talent.

Wen Nian actually felt that there was nothing wrong with the current situation, but seeing that Zong Yanli was serious, he didn't say anything more.

Ever since Zong Yanli left the Right Army, he has been running around. The first thing he needed was a venue, and he also needed to seek funding from the army. This is not an easy task, at least you have to be tactful and sensible, because the bookkeepers in the army are extremely stingy.

I'd rather take all the little bit of profit for myself, so why would I give it to you?

Even though Zong Yanli was the son of a great general, he still had to flatter him in every way, cry poor and act pitiful, and go to him every now and then to bring him tea and water to make him happy, only then would people approve some military supplies for the camps.

Zong Yanhongjing originally thought that Zong Yanli would never do such a thing, and was ready to ask Gong Yushu to help.

I didn't expect Zong Yanli to be able to do so well. Seeing that servile young man, almost hugging the secretary's thigh and crying for more military funds, this scene is really...

"How do you think the general managed to raise a son like Zong Yanli?" Gong Yushu was so jealous that he was almost twisted.

"I don't know..." Wang Ming was Zong Yanhongjing's personal soldier. Although he had seen Zong Yanli several times, he didn't know him very well. What he knew most was that the general always sighed and looked worried whenever he mentioned Zong Yanli.

But no one expected that Zong Yanli's personality would change drastically overnight after joining the army.

Wang Ming felt a little confused. Was this still the young master who was too gentle and unlikely to achieve anything great as described by the general?

Gong Yushu saw with his own eyes how Zong Yanli shamelessly bargained for a lot of supplies. The way he bargained was really laughable. How could he be the powerful general who was invincible on the battlefield?

It stands to reason that people who become famous at a young age tend to have a certain degree of pride, and Zong Yanli is a typical example.

He is now quite famous in the army, and he grew up in the Zong Yan family. Why would he need to be so servile and do anything?

Now they have to flatter and beg a small clerk like this. Others might feel aggrieved. They are fighting hard on the battlefield, and these people are hiding behind counting supplies. They are so arrogant. Which new general has not suffered grievances?

But Zong Yanli accepted it well, and even treated him as a brother, calling him "big brother" all the time, making people smile.

How strange!

"How is it? Is it solved?" When Gong Yushu returned, Zong Yanhongjing looked at his expression and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Well, it's solved." Gong Yushu picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, saying, "I didn't show up at all."

"Huh?" Zong Yanhongjing raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.

Gong Yushu sighed and told Zong Yanhongjing exactly what he had seen. He praised him and said, "I see that Zong Yanli is flexible and resilient. Why should you worry about him?"

This time it was Zong Yanhongjing who was stunned. He thought to himself: How strange...

Afterwards, Zong Yanhongjing asked someone to ask the bookkeeper, and it was true that the supplies given to Zong Yanli were quite a lot. Although they were a bit scattered, there were a lot of things!

She didn't necessarily want military armor or horses, but just pots, pans, beddings and mats. She would take whatever she could get. The clerk had probably never seen such a general before, and after three or four days of asking, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he gave them all.

"Hahaha!" Zong Yanhongjing felt even more satisfied after hearing the laughter.

"Old Gong! Did you see that?" Zong Yanhongjing turned his head happily and said to Gong Yushu, "This is what a general should do."

"hehe."

Gong Yushu felt even more jealous.

To set up a battalion, it is not only necessary to ensure that the soldiers have the armor and swords they need on the battlefield, but also to ensure that they have good rest in the tents, are well fed and well clothed. Few people can think of such a simple truth.

How many generals fought desperately for armor and swords, things that took a long time to figure out, but Zong Yanli had thought of them early on.

How could Zong Yanhongjing not be pleased?

The camp assigned to Zong Yanli was not small, but it was located very remotely, almost completely on the edge of the area, with even uncleared bushes and uneven ground.

The above means that they have just set up camp, so naturally the central army will be the focus first, and these small camps have not had time to be cleaned up.

Zong Yanli did not get angry. He rolled up his sleeves and started carrying wood and building the tent by himself.

When the appointment letter came down, Zong Yanli had packed up half of the tent, and Zong Yanli finally got the tiger talisman military order. With this thing, he would be a general, and with the help of the tiger talisman he could recruit soldiers, but there was no inscription on the tiger talisman.

Because Zong Yanli was just a general of miscellaneous title, Zong Yanli gave himself a nickname, General Yanluo.

"Wow, he dares to give it a name." Gong Yushu looked at Zong Yanhongjing's desk and couldn't help laughing: "General Yanluo, such a nickname is really..."

"Of course the name has to be intimidating." It was just a nickname anyway, Zong Yanhongjing didn't think much about it, he stamped the military seal on it and threw it back.

Wang Ming's voice rang out from outside the tent: "General! General Mingwei is here!"

Zong Yanhongjing's eyes suddenly lit up: "Haha! They're finally here!"

When Zong Yanli was still thinking about where to go to get people, he heard the news that reinforcements had arrived. The reinforcements were none other than Zong Yanli's second uncle, Zong Yanhongtu, also known as General Mingwei, who led an army of 8,000 to help.

The pass guarded by Zong Yanhongtu was Changfeng County, which was closest to the border of Qing State. Now that Qing State was concentrating on confronting Jin State, the two sides were living in peace.

This time, they came to provide assistance at the request of Zong Yanhongtu, and then Zong Yanhongjing asked for help. They were all brothers, so Zong Yanhongtu could not just sit back and watch. He left behind soldiers to guard the city, and brought in the remaining 8,000 troops. From then on, the two brothers fought side by side.