The officer on duty was dozing off holding his spear when he smelled a smoky smell.
"Huh? It smells like baked buns? Did anyone eat it secretly?"
An officer rubbed his eyes in a daze, turned his head, and saw a brightly burning sharp arrow with a gunpowder barrel tied to it, coming through the air and stabbing into the grain warehouse behind him steadily and accurately.
The dry food and grass ignited instantly when they came into contact with the flames, and the blazing fireworks climbed and jumped crazily in the dark night, like a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth, swallowing the night into its belly.
The officer's drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and Sayazi ran towards the tent not far away, shouting as he ran: "It's on fire! Someone come and put out the fire!"
In just one sentence, several other grain and grass warehouses also ignited raging fires, and the flames filled the sky and illuminated the entire night as bright as day.
The thousands of officers and soldiers guarding the granary were all awake. Some picked up wooden basins and buckets to fetch water to put out the fire, while others grabbed weapons and chased the robbers who set the fire.
But Meng Qifeng had no intention of confronting them head-on. After setting the fire, he ran away without any hesitation.
Jiang Guo's grain and grass warehouse is in a hidden valley, surrounded by mountain peaks and dense forests. In this environment, it is extremely difficult to arrest anyone.
A group of people searched everywhere, but finally returned without success.
The people who stayed on the spot to put out the fire were only able to save a few dozen bags of food because the fire was so intense. This amount of food was nothing more than a drop in the bucket for Jiang's hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
One day later, the news that his family's grain and grass warehouse had been burned down reached Wen Sheng's ears. Wen Sheng was so angry that he slashed the dining table to pieces with a knife.
"What on earth do you do for food? Didn't you say that the location of the granary is very secret and won't be discovered? What's going on now?"
The official in charge of food delivery knelt on the ground and shivered, "This... my subordinates don't know much about this, but that place is really secretive..."
"Hidden and still burned?!"
Wen Sheng kicked the man angrily. After a long time, he finally calmed down and asked him with a dark face: "How long can the army's food supply last?"
"Two days... I can last two days at most."
"Two days is all!" Wen Sheng clenched his fists, with a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes, "Give me the order to assemble the troops and start fighting immediately. This battle has cheered me up. I must capture three cities within two days!"
"yes!"
The soldiers of Jiang State did not even eat dinner. After receiving the order from above, they carried their weapons and went to the battlefield.
Facing the fierce surprise attack by the soldiers of Jiang State, the Qi army not only did not panic, but every one of them was excited.
"It's done, it must have been done by Qifeng! What a good boy, he really is there!"
One of the lieutenants grinned with joy behind his ears.
Meng Yuan also looked happy, "Find a way to send a message to the guards in each city and ask them to grit their teeth and hold on for three more days. After three days, it will be our time to fight back!"
The exhausted guards in each city received this news as if they were given a shot of blood, and they stayed at their posts without relaxing for a moment.
The three supporting teams outside the city followed the strategy of "the enemy advances, we retreat, the enemy retreats, we advance", and played a hide-and-seek game with Jiang's army.
In two days, several teams fought more than a dozen battles, but there were not many casualties. Naturally, Wen Sheng's siege plan made no progress.
By the third day, Jiang Guojun was short of food and his morale was obviously low.
Meng Yuan seized the opportunity and raided the enemy camp that night. The battle was a complete victory. After hearing Sheng, he had to lead his troops to retreat outside the pass in embarrassment. The three cities that had been besieged for several days finally regained their freedom.
Early the next morning, the reinforcements entered the city, and the people lined the streets to welcome them, and the city was full of joy and laughter.
Chen Yu, the magistrate of Yuzhou, held a banquet in honor of Meng Yuan and several generals around him. During the dinner, Meng Yuan received a letter sent by Meng Qifeng.
The letter wrote about his acquaintance with the Sixth Princess of Jiang State and the burning of Jiang State's grain and grass warehouse.
At the end, it was mentioned that Wen Sheng and Emperor Jiang had mobilized most of the domestic troops in order to win as quickly as possible. Now Fengzhou, the capital of Jiang State, was an empty shell. If they could seize the opportunity to send troops to capture Fengzhou, Wen Sheng would naturally be defeated without a fight.
In fact, Meng Yuan had long been doubtful about Jiang Guo's military strength. After receiving the news from Meng Qifeng, he immediately replied to the letter, then selected 8,000 elite soldiers and quietly left Yuzhou City.
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Jiang State, outside Fengzhou City.
Jiang Ying leaned against the window and asked Meng Qifeng: "How are you doing? Are you sure you want to take action?"
Meng Qifeng threw the letter into the stove, looked down at the small flames that quickly sprang up, and said with an unclear expression: "The situation on the front line is tense now, and my father can't mobilize any extra troops, so he only asked two thousand soldiers to come to support him.
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Including the manpower I have here, the total is less than five thousand, does the Sixth Princess think it is enough?"
"Less than five thousand? It's indeed a bit less."
Jiang Ying didn't seem to see the guarding in his eyes, and said loudly: "But it's not without a chance of winning. It depends on how brave the young general is, whether he dares to enter the palace and accompany me."
Meng Qifeng raised his head with an indifferent expression, "The Sixth Princess can even drink poison without blinking an eye. Meng is just entering a palace, what is there to be afraid of?"
Jiang Ying smiled and said, "Okay, then you can follow me into the city."
Compared with the chaotic front line, Fengzhou City seemed particularly lively and prosperous.
Stall owners carrying poles peddling around, restaurants full of guests, customers carrying large and small bags...
There is no killing or war here, just a group of ordinary people working hard to live.
Jiang Ying came to a small stall selling wontons, called the stall owner and ordered two bowls of wontons.
The owner of the wonton stall was a kind-hearted old lady. When she saw Jiang Ying, she greeted her with a smile. She turned around and saw Meng Qifeng opposite her, whose eyes were even wider with a smile.
"Oh, this guy is really energetic. You have to treat Yingying well in the future. Our Yingying is a good girl."
One sentence made the two of them blush.
Jiang Ying smiled awkwardly, "Mother-in-law, you are mistaken, we are just friends."
"What a friend!"
The old woman didn't believe her words at all, and proudly patted her chest and said, "Mother-in-law, I was a matchmaker when I was young, and I was the most accurate judge of people!
I can tell at a glance whether the two young men will succeed in the end.
As soon as I see you two, you look like husband and wife!"
Thinking of what his sister said before leaving the capital, Meng Qifeng's cheeks burned so much that he didn't know where to put his hands in embarrassment.
At this time, another customer came over to order wontons, and the old lady responded and went over.
Meng Qi felt like he was being pardoned, and quietly wiped away the sweat on his palms.
Not long after, two bowls of hot wontons were brought to the table. Jiang Ying pushed one of the bowls in front of Meng Qifeng and pulled open the veil.
In the mist, Meng Qifeng saw a hideous scar on her left cheek, which spread from the corner of her mouth to the side of her ear, completely ruining her pretty face.
Jiang Ying noticed his gaze, raised her hand to touch the scar on the side of her face, and chuckled: "It's scary, right? It was burned on the battlefield that year. The injury was a bit serious and can't be healed."
Meng Qifeng was burned by the smile in her eyes. He looked away uncomfortably and whispered: "I'm sorry."
Jiang Ying seemed to have heard some joke and giggled, "Little general, why are you so stupid?" This chapter has been completed!