"Yu'er, it seems that Uncle Xiang still has private dealings with King Qin."

"For this matter of food and grass, do you want to change someone?"

Food and grass are a matter of life and death for the army.

Xiang Yu replied at this time,

"Although my younger uncle has dealings with the other party, he also knows the importance of it and will never betray the Xiang family."

Xiang Yu still remembered his uncle's words, that only his own clansmen can most rely on these key positions.

Seeing Xiang Yu's resolute attitude, Fan Zeng had no choice but to give up.

Soon, everyone began to continue discussing.

At this time, Xiang Bo had already walked out angrily.

Anyone who doesn't have the foresight on the road will be beaten if he raises his hand.

All the way to Zhao Lang's location.

Seeing Uncle Xiang's angry look, Nu said worriedly at this time,

"Master, I'm afraid this is a mess."

But Zhao Lang showed a smile at this time and said,

"But it has been accomplished."

Nu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Lang and came forward,

"Brother Zhao, that old man Fan Zeng is simply too much of a bully!"

"Yu'er won't help me either. I don't want to stay here for a moment!"

As soon as Xiang Bo saw Zhao Lang, he cried.

Zhao Lang was comforted for a while. At this time, Xiang Bo suddenly felt something in his heart and said with some hope,

"Brother Zhao, how about I come with you?"

"Don't worry, I still have no problem arranging food and fodder. I guarantee that I can save at least two layers of food and fodder for you!"

Zhao Lang was shocked when he heard this. Damn it, if he really took Uncle Xiang away, he would just shoot himself in the foot!

He was very clear about Xiang Bo's food and grass accounts.

Of course, I couldn’t refuse at this time, so I quickly said,

"Brother Xiang, are you serious about what you said? I don't want it. Then tell Mr. Xiang and I will leave right away and go back to the camp. I won't come back until I'm drunk."

Hearing that he wanted to talk to Xiang Yu, Xiang Bo came back to his senses, sighed slightly and said,

"Although Yu'er has a bit of a domineering temper, he still believes in me. For the sake of my eldest brother, I can't abandon him."

"If I'm to blame, it's Fan Zeng who decided to point my fingers at me just because he had some talent! Yu'er was also deceived by him!"

"If I have the chance, I will definitely show him some colors!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and then said,

"Brother Xiang, actually I have something else that I didn't tell you before."

Xiang Bo was stunned for a moment and said,

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Lang said calmly,

"Actually, I am the leader of the Nong family and the Moh family."

The slaves on the side were already ready to watch the show. After all, there were few who were not shocked when they heard the news.

But at this time, Xiang Bo just said indifferently.

This reaction shocked Zhao Lang.

Looking at Zhao Lang's appearance, Xiang Bo finally reacted and said,

"Brother Zhao, is this a big deal?"

Zhao Lang asked with some caution,

"Brother Xiang, does he know the hundreds of schools of thought?"

This was the first time he encountered such a reaction.

Xiang Bo nodded and said,

"Of course I know. Aren't these farmers and the Mo family just farmers and craftsmen?"

"Not long ago, Mr. Fan Zeng recruited a group of people, but he spent a lot of money and food..."

Having said this, Xiang Bo suddenly opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and said,

"Brother Zhao, it turns out those are your people!"

"Hahaha, I just said that I can't beat you!"

"I'm going to talk to him now. I want to see his expression!"

As he said that, he was about to walk back, but luckily Zhao Lang stopped him.

"Brother Xiang, we can't talk about this now. I'll find an opportunity to take the people away and go to Liaodong to fight against Goguryeo."

At this time, Xiang Bo patted his chest and said,

"Brother Zhao, just don't worry, I will definitely prepare all the food and supplies for them when the time comes!"

"When the time comes, you should be very angry with Mr. Fan Zeng! Take it out on me!"

Zhao Lang was startled when he heard this.

One thing to say is that although he had done so much preparation before, he really did not expect the effect to be so good.

He also prepared a lot of excuses, but it seems that they are no longer needed now.

So he said,

"Brother Xiang, don't worry, I will definitely vent your anger!"

The two made an agreement and then parted ways.

Xiang Bo returned to the camp all the way and happened to meet Wu Guang who was about to leave with supplies. He grabbed him directly and said,

"Bring more people over and get more supplies."

Wu Guang was stunned and didn't know what was going on. Then he heard Xiang Bo say with a bit of pride,

"We are all our own people, what are you doing standing still?"

Wu Guang then left with the people.

Early the next morning, Xiang's camp was as busy as ever.

Suddenly, as spies ran into the camp one by one, the whole camp started to move because the Qin army was dispatched.

In the large tent of the Chinese army, Xiang Yu ordered to his generals:

"The Qin army is taking the initiative to attack now, so it's a good idea to pass on the order and prepare to fight!"

At this time, on a high ground between the two armies, Zhao Lang was leading people here.

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of people below, arranged like ants, it feels strange.

"King Qin, do we really want to go between these two armies?"

Han Wangcheng on the side said with a bit of nervousness.

Both he and Wei Wang Jiu followed Zhao Lang all the way.

Zhao Lang smiled and nodded and said,

"If not, it will be impossible for my people to escape intact."

"By the way, slave, are you ready for what I want?"

The slave nodded, and then took out a strange-shaped iron barrel that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

"Master, this is made of iron by craftsmen in the Qin army according to your requirements."

"But what's the use?"

Zhao Lang took it with a smile, put his mouth on Tietong's narrow mouth, and said,

"This is called a loudspeaker."

The sudden loud sound startled everyone around.

Zhao Lang nodded with satisfaction.

Although the craftsmanship is terrible, the effect should be there. Anyway, it is definitely more effective than shouting at the top of your lungs.

At this time, in Xiang's military formation, Xiang Yu was holding an Overlord's Halberd, and sitting on a Wuzui (zhui1) horse, he was very domineering in front.
To be continued...