Hearing such a response, Jun Mochen lowered his eyes slightly, knowing that it was not easy for this little guy to say such words, so he no longer forced this little guy to say any more touching words of love.
Under the leadership of Su Kuang and his party, the two arrived at the military aircraft of the palace in a few minutes. Apart from military maps and some simple furnishings, it was really shabby.
Compared to Su Kuang, who was extremely ashamed, the Ninth Prince and the Princess were extremely generous. They found a place to sit down casually, but it seemed that he was restrained. So he no longer cared about the simplicity of the palace and began to discuss with the two of them attentively.
Strategy for the Southern Expedition and how to set up the formation
"The terrain of Kunlongji is dangerous. Although we can attack when we advance and we can defend when we retreat, it is not easy to attack and it is not strong to retreat and defend. Does the Ninth Prince have any solution?"
In addition to Su Kuang, there were also important generals who stayed at the Jiling Palace. They gathered at the military aircraft. This question naturally raised all the difficult questions to the people who were not familiar with the terrain of Kunlongji and were equally unfamiliar with it.
The Ninth Prince of the Cavalry Army is really cunning
Bai Yanling narrowed her eyes, her man would not let others bully her, and raised her eyebrows: "If this general does not mean to make things difficult, he should wait until the prince is familiar with the terrain of Kunlongji and your cavalry army before asking this question.
Not too late!"
The general who asked the question immediately patted his head and apologized repeatedly: "Forgive me, Ninth Prince, for being too hasty. It is really because when Ninth Prince came, my subordinates lost their sense of proportion for a moment."
Seeing the little guy's intentional defense of him, Jun Mochen felt a little happy. Normally, he would have ignored it, but now a thick smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he said seriously: "There is no harm in following this king's advice.
See, the defense of several important places in Kunlongji will be handed over to Longyi Guards. As for the formation of the battlefield ahead, everything will be as usual!"
As soon as these words came out, all the generals immediately aroused doubts: "The chance of capturing Nanling as usual is only 30%. Lord Ninth, let's wait until you are familiar with our army before making a decision."
Unexpectedly, Jun Mochen narrowed his evil eyes and ordered without hesitation: "I have made up my mind, no need to say more."
Bai Yanling absolutely believed that he would not fight an uncertain battle, but the generals present naturally did not dare to say anything, and deep down they deeply doubted the Ninth Prince's decision.
At this time, Su Kuang, who had been silent for a long time and seemed to be thinking about something, suddenly said seriously: "According to the layout of the Ninth Prince, the rear will be defended by Longyi Guards, and the front battlefield will be General Lin and Deputy General Liu——"
Lin Longqing and Liu Kui immediately responded, "Here!"
"General Lin takes the lead, and Vice General Liu follows behind, leading a group of cavalry troops to sneak into the Nanling Kingdom from the west. Remember not to disturb the border of the Xilan Kingdom. If they intervene, we will be attacked from both sides!"
"yes!"
"Captain Mo, you will follow my general and lead two groups of cavalry troops to attack Nanling Kingdom from the front with great fanfare!"
"yes!"
Su Kuang paused, and as he was not good at words, he carefully considered his words and said, "As for the Ninth Prince, you will stay in the palace as the commander-in-chief. If there is a change in the army, you can respond, how about that?"
Jun Mochen was not displeased at all. He did not want to fight at the front like Su Kuang did. Now, no more than before, he had his own woman to protect. He smiled arrogantly: "I will be waiting for your triumphant return at the palace. Su
General, just remember to prepare a big drum before fighting, and beat it before fighting with the Nanling army."
Su Kuang looked at each other with the generals in confusion. He didn't know what the Ninth Prince meant by beating the drum and what its use was. However, he understood the Ninth Prince's personality and never did anything he did.
Explanation, we can probably only find out the answer to this mystery after the battle is over.
They didn't understand. Bai Yanling naturally knew the reason for his high spirits and curled his lips proudly. Modern people know that this principle is very simple, and even children of several years old know this allusion.
But Mo Ke is in this ancient mysterious continent. Not only is there no modern development here, there are no military books like Sun Tzu's Art of War. They only rely on their own strength and insignificant military skills to fight.
But Mo was self-taught and could understand the reasons so easily. How could she not be proud of him?
At this moment, a clear and ethereal sound of the piano came from the backyard. It was a strange thing for someone to play the piano in the palace. No one in the military camp was so arty, but they were discussing a major military aircraft at the moment. How could they be disturbed by the sound of the piano?
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Unexpectedly, the sound of the piano did not decrease but increased, either virtual or real, and ever-changing, like a trickling spring in a deep stream. It was clear, ethereal, and exquisitely clear. Then the water gathered into a gurgling strong current, passing through the mountains, reefs, and dangerous shoals with its tenacious vitality.
It merges into the turbulent river and sea, and eventually becomes calm, leaving only lingering overtones, like the occasional splash of a fish jumping across the water.
Unconsciously, it lingered in everyone's mind until everyone fell asleep.
Sleepy? Bai Yanling woke up in vain. He looked at Su Kuang and the others. No one was awake. They were all asleep and fell to the ground.
She was the only one who was awake, but she found that Jun Mochen was not among those who fell to the ground. Where did that guy go?
Could it be——
Bai Yanling ignored the unconscious generals for the time being and clenched her fists tightly. Although she was sure that nothing would happen to that guy, she still felt quite uneasy when she didn't see him standing in front of her safely.
Immediately, he stood up without hesitation and moved forward in search of the rising and falling sound of the piano that continued not far away.
The gauze white curtain in the backyard is flowing. Behind the curtain, someone is playing the piano with a veil, and the sound of the piano flows from the rising and falling of the fingertips. Jun Mochen is nowhere to be seen. Bai Yanling frowns slightly, hesitating whether to walk over or not.
The cold voice of the man behind the white curtain sounded in vain, like the first trickle of melting spring breeze, slowly entering the hearts of those who heard it: "Since you are here, why not see the true face of the person who is about to kill you. Besides, your
The Ninth Prince is now trapped in my hallucination."
Before she finished her words, the white curtain was suddenly torn off by Bai Yanling, and an extremely cold aura enveloped her body. The cold chill from hell almost made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
"If you dare to hurt him even a little bit, I will tear your bones apart and cut you into pieces!"