Of course Huang Xuan would not achieve it perfectly, but when Huang Xuan gathered the army of microorganisms early the next morning, their number was still comparable to Mr. Comas's, at least 60 trillion units.
"It is said that the glory of the Green Pine family is rugged yet refined. Are you from the Pine family?" Mr. Conmas praised with a hint of temptation.
"Thank you." Huang Xuan did not answer. He didn't know the difference between the Song family and the Lu family.
"Cyrus, you stay here." Mr. Conmas picked up half of the bison in his right hand, held it far away and said, "Huang Xuan, are you going with me or watching Cyrus?"
"Let's do it together." Huang Xuan said and handed Cyrus a magic weapon and said: "Look after yourself."
After that, the two people got on the horse.
As seen before, the European armies of this era did not attach great importance to reconnaissance. For them, reconnaissance was not as significant as people imagined. The armies would arrange themselves in array and then start fighting - not because of chivalry, but because of Only in this way can victory be achieved.
Therefore, Hannibal's victory was built in head-to-head confrontations. There were no surprise troops. Even if he defeated more with less, it was a victory of array, not strategy.
The small amount of cavalry that went out for reconnaissance only needed to give the army time to line up.
From the age of Cyrus to the birth of Christ, from the Macedonian phalanx to the Roman phalanx, in most classic battles, the two sides rested face to face, then stood in line, slowly approached, and fought.
This makes many annihilation battles feel like massacres rather than battles in the end, and Hannibal's annihilation battle is no exception.
Huang Xuan and Kangmas waited until they were within sight before starting to use the camouflage cover.
Lorraine said expressionlessly: "1 universal lap per minute."
Thinking that he might have to use the camouflage cover for several hours in the future, Huang Xuan knew that it was 50 times more powerful. No wonder Mr. Conmas didn't use energy easily. If anyone's assets shrink by 50 times, there won't be enough left to spend.
When the two people arrive, the multinational force will enter the stage of "burying pots and making rice". People from various tribes gather together to make their own food. The food they eat is different, some are good and some are bad. Huang Xuanze Add sinus bacteria with Mr. Comas, 100,000 units per pot.
Mr. Conmas, wearing a camouflage mask, said while doing this: "Only 10% of the people here can avoid infection. 50% of the people may be able to resist the initial infection, while the remaining people are not so good." Good luck."
"So it seems that the mercenaries must also be injected with these vaccines?"
"Not all, only space-time warriors can fully inject, but mercenaries can be sent back to their home planes after being infected, and if there are travelers and bases, it will be much more difficult to inject. Where is it like us." Conmas As the gentleman spoke, he cut off a piece of meat the size of his little finger from the horse's back and slid it down the side of the pot. The sinus bacteria rolled in the boiling water. 10 seconds was enough for them to spread to all the food. 100 degrees cannot Kill them.
Huang Xuan followed Mr. Conmas' example and did the same thing. Speaking of which, there are really a lot of pots here. They poisoned most of the soldiers' big pots and left the small pots alone - to a certain extent. , privilege truly seems to be permanent.
Passing through a Gaulish camp, Comas spread the germs and said: "The initial attack will be after an hour. It is estimated that they will be stationed tonight, and then we will go to see Hannibal in two days."
"Two days? Half the people will die, and the remaining army will not be enough for Hannibal to win."
"Do you know how many troops there are here?" Mr. Conmas was quite surprised. It is difficult to judge the number of troops without using energy. Using energy at 50 times the loss is too wasteful.
"About 50,000. As I said, the number of Hannibal's troops before Cannae."
"Are you saying that 50,000 people are not enough? We can use energy cannons to help. A 1-pound cannon can easily solve the problem." Conmas was very confident, but he still wanted to hear what Huang Xuan had to say. Opinion.
Xiao Huang pondered for a moment and said: "If we want to change this plane to the greatest extent, then we should control Rome, the city of Rome. You may not know that this era is city-state politics, that is, one city rules a vast area. Regionally, they solved many problems through alliances and alliances, but the foundation was still city-states, cities and their residents. In this case, only Carthage could be considered a victory if it invaded Rome and controlled Rome. "
"so?"
"Fifty thousand people are not enough to control the city of Rome."
"50,000 people are not enough." Mr. Comas is very clear about this.
"Hannibal is good at using mercenaries. His current goal is actually to disintegrate Rome's alliance and obtain soldiers from Gaul. But the problem is that he cannot let the number of newly acquired soldiers exceed the number of his original troops. Therefore, we Can't kill too many of them."
Huang Xuan's persuasion worked. Mr. Conmas thought about it and nodded: "Then let's go see Hannibal tomorrow."
This was a tone of inquiry, and Huang Xuan nodded naturally. Not killing so many Carthaginian mercenaries was not due to Huang Xuan's fragility or any messy emotions. He did think that 5,000 people were too few. There were hundreds of thousands in Rome, including slaves and surrounding areas. There should be more than a million, maybe more now, and his allies are no exception, but Carthage's soldiers are always decreasing. If Hannibal is defeated, Carthage will also be defeated, or wait for new opponents The rise of? That's so unrealistic. Mr. Conmas's mind is still stuck on the issue of how to obtain the maximum profit. He wants to obtain more basis for rule, but Huang Xuan wants to strike a balance between time and effect.
Returning to the hillock on the first day, Cyrus captured two more deer. He used bows and arrows made by Comas, which were directly twisted with energy. The effect seemed to be very good.
Looking at Cyrus roasting deer from a distance, Mr. Conmas smiled at Huang Xuan and said, "You come to talk to him?"
Of course Huang Xuan knew what he was talking about. Rather than cultivating an agent, it was obviously more powerful to control him through an existing agent - Cyrus. Whoever goes to talk to Cyrus may decide who will control this time period and who will control this plane. This is a beginning and a conversation about power distribution.
Seeing Huang Xuan's expression, Comas laughed twice, looked into the distance, and said: "An ordinary super traveler is not qualified to own a lost plane, even if the hope is slim."
Huang Xuan grinned and galloped forward. For the first time, he felt that he was better than Mr. Conmas, at least, what he dared to do.
This suddenly reminded him of the pendant his grandfather once gave him and what he said - "Be brave." Huang Xuan felt that when he was in the plane world, it was like the night before going to Brazil. Maybe he had nothing but bravery.
"Mr. Huang..." Cyrus gave a half-bow. He obviously did not show the same respect to Huang Xuan as he did to Mr. Conmas.
Huang Xuan waved his hands indifferently, got off his horse, found a place to sit down, and said, "Cyrus, is your surname Achaemenid?"
"Just call me Cyrus." He did not answer the question.
"Okay then, let me put it simply and very directly, you can't go home."
"I know that it was my choice to come here." Cyrus's expression didn't change much. He was already over 50 years old, and there was nothing he couldn't let go of, except for his rights.
Huang Xuan pouted and said, "I will take care of your sons, but what do you think about you?"
Cyrus watched Mr. Conmas dismount his horse from a distance and sit on the ground, but he became anxious. Judging from the attitudes of the two people, he almost guessed that he might have been sold.
"Everything depends on what Mr. Huang Xuan says." Cyrus said in Persian.
"I hope you can have the opportunity to rule here." Huang Xuan pointed to the surroundings and said: "There are two powerful countries in this world, maybe three, but you only need to take care of two of them, they are Rome and Carthage. "Ji, I think you already know, if I give this place to you, can you rule it without your trusted followers?"
Cyrus knew that this was an important moment, and almost immediately said categorically: "I can cultivate confidants, as long as you give me a foundation."
"Can you still fight?"
"Yes." Cyrus patted his chest.
Huang Xuan smiled and said, "Have you ever used Yan series drugs?"
"what is that?"
Huang Xuan pouted and said with a strange expression: "It's a medicine that can extend your life, so when you master this place, I will give it to you."
Cyrus lowered his head carefully.
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In the early morning, after eating roasted venison without seasoning, the three of them got on their horses again and ran out along the noon route.
Mr. Conmas looked at the rising sun with worry and said: "This is not the main plane of P001."
"How do you judge?"
"Energy, I applied for the energy inspection." Conmas smiled helplessly: "I don't know how to possess the lost plane, but finding the main plane is obviously one of them."
"We will find it." Huang Xuan said without any certainty. When entering P001, there seemed to be no chance to choose, and trying itself takes time.
Facing the east, Huang Xuan undulated on his horse and said slowly: "How are you doing in Plane R?"
"I'm a little worried about the elders of the family."
Huang Xuan knew without thinking that Mr. Conmas's worries must be reality, not speculation. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened, please log in to .qidian. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (To be continued)