620: C620 The More the Better

C620 The More the Better

"I feel that your condition isn't right. If I feel that you are not qualified to work in the army, after this expedition, I will give you some property. You can bring your wife and children back to their hometown."

The Third Prince looked at him for a long time and finally said those words.

The fat commander didn't say anything and only nodded silently.

At this point, they had finally reached a deadlock.

The fat commander lowered his head and drained the cup of tea in his hand before standing up to take his leave.

"Hello."

Just as the fat commander stood up and turned around to leave, the third prince lightly called out from behind him.

The fat commander stopped and turned around, revealing a puzzled expression.

"You have followed me for so long, and finally reached this position. You should understand a lot of things now, right? I'll get you out of that little village, don't let me... I can't bring you back. "

The Third Prince sighed.

The fat commander did not say anything. He nodded, turned around, and left.

The threat in the third prince's words was too obvious. How could someone as intelligent as the fat commander not understand what he meant?

In this position, the fat commander knew too much. Even if he wanted to disarm and return to the field, the third prince would not let him leave.

This was also the reason why the third prince had added such a sentence.

"Heh heh, companion Jun Ru Hu."

The fat commander smiled wryly in his heart.

"I don't know if I will have the chance to bring my wife and children back to their hometown, but after this expedition …" "You definitely won't have another chance …"

The fat commander turned his head to look at the tent and said in a low voice that only he could hear …

That night, the Third Prince called Zhong Ming over to his tent and gave him a transfer token.

Zhong Ming appeared very excited as he kept looking at the token in his hand.

The Third Prince didn't stop him, instead, he looked at Zhong Ming excitedly.

When the excitement in Zhong Ming's voice had died down, the Third Prince pointed to a chair, indicating for him to sit down.

Zhong Ming did not hold back. Holding the token in one hand, he sat down.

The Third Prince sat opposite him, looking at him with a smile.

"Chong Ming, what's your current position?"

"Captain!"

Zhong Ming scratched his head and replied with a chuckle.

"Then do you want to be promoted to another official position, to become a general or even a commander?"

"Can I manage more people once I get promoted to an official position?"

"Yes."

"That's fine, anyways, I don't mind having more brothers under my command."2

Zhong Ming nodded with a happy expression.

The Third Prince's expression was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

No matter how many people he had under his command, it wouldn't be enough?

It sounded simple at first glance, but it was also interesting to study carefully.

For generals, there was a limit to the number of troops they could control.

This was the reason why the Centurions and Captains were given the title of Captains.

It was not that the more soldiers he had under him, the stronger he would become. If his own leadership skills were not up to standard, the extra manpower would cause a lot of negative interference.

For himself, the Third Prince, who had grown up in the art of war and had studied tactics, could only command an army of around 2 million soldiers right now.

If the Empire added more troops, they would have to send in a different general.

If he were to ask himself honestly, the third prince wouldn't dare to say that he had too many soldiers under his command.

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