If the bragging comes true, then it doesn’t count as bragging.

Sichuan country.

As the pillar of the Sichuan Kingdom, Prime Minister Murong has organized six Northern Expeditions, but all ended in failure.

This time.

He is actively preparing for the 7th Northern Expedition.

This time the Northern Expedition will definitely wipe out the Jin Kingdom in the north, recapture the Central Plains, and allow Your Majesty to return the capital to Luoyang.

But everyone under his command was trying to persuade Prime Minister Murong.

"Prime Minister, in the previous Northern Expeditions, we spent countless soldiers, horses, money and food. Now the people in central Sichuan are in decline, and it is extremely difficult to raise food and wages. I am afraid that it is not suitable for the Northern Expedition at this time. In my opinion, it is better to rest and recuperate and wait for two years." A subordinate said to him. Prime Minister Murong remonstrated.

Prime Minister Murong nodded: "What you said is a mature theory of country planning. It's just that this time I have borrowed 10 troops, and the time for the Northern Expedition is ripe."

"Borrowing 10 troops?" The subordinates' eyes widened.

You look at me, I look at you, my scalp is numb, but I still can't guess where the borrowed troops the Prime Minister mentioned came from.

Who is it? So powerful.

One loan of troops is 10.

A counselor in the tent asked tentatively: "Could the reinforcements the Prime Minister mentioned be from the Southern Barbarian tribes?"

"No, no." Prime Minister Murong shook his head.

"Is it the Jiangdong noble clan?"

"No and no."

The subordinates were confused.

Stop it, okay?

Can we have a direct showdown?

That's when.

The labor dispatch artifact in Prime Minister Murong's arms rang.

Under the gaze of subordinates.

Prime Minister Murong took out a black cube and began to speak into the air.

"What, are 10 college students ready?"

"Wow, brother Ning Yuan, your efficiency is so high. It has only taken a few days for you to be ready. If we in Sichuan were asked to prepare an army of 10 people, it would not take a year and a half to prepare it. ah."

"What, where to put it? Let me think about this question."

"Can you help me deliver it to the capital of Jin?"

"Just take down his palace."

"Uh, can't you? You can only put it near me. That would be a pity." Prime Minister Murong sighed with regret.

the other side.

Ning Yuan wiped his hands with cold sweat. He really didn't expect that Prime Minister Murong's ideas were so good.

Put 10 college students into the capital of their enemy's country and directly capture their capital.

Don't tell me, this idea seems to be really feasible.

After all, there could not be 10 troops garrisoned in the capital of Jin.

Ten or twenty thousand people at most.

If there were 10 college students, they might be able to wipe out all the Jin royal family.

You know how to do the Northern Expedition, and I give you a big thumbs up.

"Prime Minister Murong, if you show up in the Jin capital, I can drop you off." Ning Yuan said.

On the other side, Prime Minister Murong thought for a moment.

Not to mention, I really feel a little bit anxious in my heart.

I was thinking about going to the capital of Jin.

Came outside the palace of Jin State, and then threw 10 college students around him.

With this, we can take over the imperial palace of Jin in an instant, wouldn't it be wonderful?

But after thinking about it, I was afraid that my face would be exposed as soon as I entered the city.

"Forget it. This move is too reckless. Just drop it next to me. I'll find an open place first."

"Okay, it's ready to be put in. All you need to do is say something."

"it is good."

After the two hung up the phone.

Prime Minister Murong looked at the confused looks of his subordinates around him, and without further explanation, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the school grounds."

School grounds.

This is used for military parades, and the open space is very large.

There are 20,000 Sichuan troops stationed around, which are the most elite troops in Sichuan.

But even for the most elite troops, if you look at the equipment on their bodies, you can see that many of the weapons in their hands are junk, and some even have gaps in them.

no way.

Although Central Sichuan is a land of abundance and is rich in food, it is short of iron resources and other ores.

As a result, weapons and other production have been unable to supply.

this day.

In the school grounds, the wind was sunny and the flags were flapping in the wind.

Prime Minister Murong and his entourage, together with his subordinates, were waiting for something with solemn expressions.

The soldiers stationed around were very curious.

What on earth is this Prime Minister Murong, whom they regard as their faith, waiting for?

Just at this time.

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

One hundred thousand college students made their debut.

In the originally empty school grounds, there were already 10 more people.

These 10 figures are armed with soldiers and armor. At first glance, they look like elite soldiers and strong generals.

The surrounding Sichuan soldiers were frightened.

Why are there suddenly so many more soldiers?

Could it be that heavenly soldiers and generals have descended to earth?

Their hands holding the weapons had begun to tremble.

If the Prime Minister hadn't given the order, they would have knelt down.

On the high platform.

All Sichuan officials were also horrified.

Even our Prime Minister Murong, although he knew that 10 college students were about to be recruited, was still shocked when he saw this scene appearing out of thin air.

However, seeing the horrified subordinates around him, Prime Minister Murong still suppressed the shock in his heart, tried hard to maintain his composure, gently shook his feather fan and said: "These are the 10 elite soldiers I borrowed, everyone." Look, is it majestic?”

"Is this an army borrowed by the Prime Minister?"

The officials of the Sichuan Kingdom were all stirred up in their hearts.

"This way of appearing is really amazing."

"Our Prime Minister, this is a borrowed heavenly weapon."

"It seems that our Sichuan country is really destined to be our destiny."

The officials of the Sichuan Kingdom have all made up their minds to assist the Sichuan Kingdom and regain its unification.

Prime Minister Murong, on the other hand, was paying attention to the clothes of the college students in the audience.

When he saw everyone holding weapons and armor, his eyes even brightened.

Good guy.

This is a son of a good family.

I really love people who bring their own weapons when fighting.

As for the 10 college students who just arrived, they have already begun to explode.

"Frog Qu, is this a different world? Let's take a photo and check it in, then post it on WeChat Moments."

"Why post to Moments? Do you have a signal? Just post."

"There's a signal. Look, it's full, five cells."

"Wucao, is it true...fuck, it's true, then I'll post one too."

College students are clamoring to post on Moments.

Even Shen Lang, who has always been quiet, couldn't help but follow the trend and post one.

A photo of an alien landscape, coupled with a sentence.

【I come, I see, I conquer】

Their noisy scene was witnessed by Prime Minister Murong on the stage.

I started to wonder.

Ning Yuan had told him before that the discipline of college students was relatively loose, so why not be more obedient high school students?

He thought it was modesty, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Look at the crooked way these college students are standing. There is no order at all.

But after all, these college students are new here, so it’s understandable.

He believes that as long as discipline is maintained, these college students will definitely be elite soldiers.

Prime Minister Murong took a step forward and began to speak: "Everyone, be quiet."

very noisy.

"Everyone, be quiet." Prime Minister Murong had to shout again.

Still noisy.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

It was still very noisy in the audience.

The college students didn't mean to be quiet. Instead, they started talking louder and louder.

Prime Minister Murong frowned when he saw this scene.

I kept comforting myself: They are still a group of children. It is understandable that they don't understand military discipline. Let's not worry about it.