As soon as the words came out, before Kong Xiang could speak, Huang Zhiwen said coldly: "What soldiers to send?

"Uh...... Although they are bandits, they are also a team of ronins, didn't we also help the defense team before, isn't it normal to send troops now?" Uncle Li said.

They had often helped a lot of self-defended teams before, of course, those were guerrillas organized by some people, not bandits, and later, those guerrillas also joined the Qin army.

"Lao Li, send troops and score targets, those were all ordinary people in the past, but this time they are bandits, since they are bandits, then what else is there to send troops! These bandits, none of them are good, just let the little ronin be destroyed. Huang Zhiwen said earnestly.

"But the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Uncle Li said, to be honest, he doesn't know much about culture, and even this sentence was taught to him by an old man, but unfortunately, the old man later let the little ronin kill.

"Joke, you can be friends with bandits? Those mercenary guys, if we send troops to help them this time, believe it or not, those bandits will one day turn around and sell us for profit. Huang Zhiwen said coldly.

"Not really, right?" said Uncle Li.

"No, hehe!" Huang Zhiwen sneered, and said: "How many bandits in the northeast are also defending the front, but it didn't take long for them to take refuge in the little ronin for money, and in the end they bit back, the bandits are simply a white-eyed wolf, and they will be saved in vain!"

"However, according to the information I have gotten, the bandits in Tianlong Mountain don't seem to be bad, I used to hear some villagers say that the bandits in Tianlong Mountain often helped them, although they robbed, but only robbed past merchants, and importantly, they didn't kill them. Uncle Li said.

"Lao Li, that's all fake, do you think the bandits will let the villagers talk nonsense after they finish robbing things? Just like the bandits in Dilong Mountain, after they ransacked the village, the people in that village didn't all pick up good things to say, and those who dared to say bad things basically died. Huang Zhiwen didn't believe the information that Uncle Li had gathered from the villagers.

Uncle Li opened his mouth, but he was indeed speechless, although what the political commissar said was reasonable, but when he recalled the villager who told him, the smile on his face when he talked about the bandits in Tianlong Mountain could not be fake, right? If it was fake, then the villager was too good at acting.

"Regiment commander, do you think we should send troops?" Uncle Li couldn't say Huang Zhiwen, he could only look at Kong Xiang.

Kong Xiang pondered for a while and said, "You should send troops to help, it's a defense team." ”

"Lao Kong, your head cramps when you step on the horse, I'm talking about it once, it's a group of bandits! Bandits! If we help them, they will buy us in the future!" Huang Zhiwen shouted.

"Political commissar, since they beat the ronin, it can be regarded as a defense team, and when the defense team is attacked by the ronin, but our Qin army does not send troops, if this spreads, our reputation will not be good. Kong Xiang said.

"What's not to hear? It's just that they didn't help those bandits, who will say anything? Maybe after the bandits in Tianlong Mountain are exterminated, the people will still applaud!"

"Then you think I shouldn't send troops?"

"Yes, you shouldn't send troops! Let the bandits fight with the little ronin, it's better to lose both, it's better for us." Huang Zhiwen said.

Kong Xiang shook his head and said, "I don't agree with your statement, I don't care what happens to the bandits in Tianlong Mountain in the future, but that's later, now that they have met the ronin, and we know it, then we should help them!"

Huang Zhiwen's face sank, and he said, "Then you are going to send troops, right?"

Kong Xiang nodded.

"Kong Xiang!" Huang Zhiwen called him by name and said, "Have you forgotten the Liu Jiajun a year and a half ago?" Our Qin army is 20,000 people, and only seven or eight hundred people were beaten, and you and I are lucky enough to become one of those seven or eight hundred people, have you forgotten?"

"No, of course I haven't forgotten, but Liu Jiajun is not a bandit, so it can't be compared. Kong Xiang said.

"Is there a difference between them and bandits? Obviously, they have such a strong army, instead of fighting the ronins, they will help the Han army to encircle and suppress us! Tell me, is there a difference between them and bandits?" Huang Zhiwen said very excitedly.

"Zhiwen, I know you can't forget, can I forget? How many soldiers have died in front of me, I don't want to wipe out Liu Jiajun all the time!" Kong Xiang's voice trembled, mentioning Liu Jiajun, it was really a hurdle in the hearts of all their Qin army soldiers.

"Since you remember, then you don't send troops to help the bandits in Tianlong Mountain!" Huang Zhiwen shouted.

"One yard is one yard, the soldiers still have to come out, it's still the same sentence, no matter what happens to the bandits in Tianlong Mountain in the future, but that's in the future, I believe that not every group of bandits is a group of white-eyed wolves!"

"You just want to send troops, right? Okay, whatever you want! You are the regiment commander, you have the final say, Lao Tzu can't control it, you just don't exist as my political commissar!"

After speaking, Huang Zhiwen turned around angrily and left, he vigorously opened the door curtain, and just about to go out, he turned his head again, pointed at Kong Xiang and said: "You will regret it! You will definitely regret sending troops!"

At this time, Huang Zhiwen left.

"No, this, this," Uncle Li looked at the door and then at Kong Xiang, not knowing what to say, he suddenly felt that he was right or wrong to bring this news back?

Let the political commissar and the regiment commander turn their faces.

"Or don't send troops, the political commissar is angry like that, in fact, I think what the political commissar said is quite right, bandits are a group of white-eyed wolves. Uncle Li said.

"Alas~" Kong Xiang sighed lightly and said: "Don't worry, the political commissar is just too prejudiced against the bandits, if it is really as you said, the bandits of Tianlong Mountain have really helped the villagers, then I also hope to change the political commissar's opinion through them." ”

To be honest, Kong Xiang always knew that Huang Zhiwen was very prejudiced against bandits, not only because of Liu Jiajun, but also for other reasons.

"Lao Li, you go and call the company commander Yang Jie over, and I will send him to this mission. Kong Xiang commanded.

"Okay, I'll go. Uncle Li turned around and left.

Kong Xiang took out his cigarette pouch, rolled the tobacco with a piece of white paper, rolled it into strips, then stuffed it into his mouth, and took out a match to light it.

"Inhale ~ exhale ~" The white smoke exhaled, Kong Xiang felt very uncomfortable in his heart, every time he thought of Liu Jiajun, his heart was like being cut by a knife.

There are more than 20,000 people, more than 20,000 people, and there are only seven or eight hundred people left, and he and Huang Zhiwen are one of them.

If there is a chance, Kong Xiang must step on the Liu Jiajun, avenge the dead soldiers, and let their souls in the sky rest in peace!