It's been a long time since anyone heard Qiao Mu say bad words. At this time, she was really angry.
Everyone looked at her but said nothing.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and looked sideways at Di Wuya.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, you should also know about the situation in the western part of Yongshan City."
"A letter of help has already arrived from the Longwu Army. I originally planned to lead the troops there in two days, but now it seems that I can only go over to support you."
"I won't leave."
Di Wuya held her little hand.
"Twenty thousand dragon warriors will arrive within five days. It won't be a problem for them to hold out for another five days."
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Wuya put Feng Jiuer's little hand on his heart.
He looked back at Yu Jingfeng and said calmly: "You are responsible for following up on the situation on both sides."
"good!"
After Yu Jingfeng's loud voice, he slightly curled his lips.
"With the combined efforts of the prince and Miss Jiu'er, there is no battle that cannot be won."
If possible, it would be better for the prince and Miss Jiuer not to separate.
Everyone in the world knows why the prince is working so hard, right?
"In that case, let's formulate a battle plan immediately."
Long Shiyi's face was rosy and his blood was boiling.
War is not terrible, as long as the prince and Miss Jiuer are together and let them eat grass roots, it doesn't matter.
Feng Jiuer looked at Di Wuya for a moment, her mood was like the roaring waves of the river.
Uncle Nine Emperors, thank you! Her words were not spoken, but he could hear them, right?
Di Wuya took out a palm, rubbed her little head, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
Feng Jiuer nodded solemnly, turned back and looked at everyone.
The battle that had just stopped was about to begin again. Fortunately, there were still almost twelve hours for the brothers to recuperate.
Twelve hours is enough.
Half an hour later, those who had eaten and drank enough returned to the main hall.
Even the trees are stuffed to the brim. If you don't eat well, you won't have the strength to fight.
Her face was still very serious, at least she didn't make any noise or cry to leave.
In the hall, the brothers put together a long table. On the table, there was not only a map, but also a special wooden basin.
The so-called wooden basin is a large but short wooden frame.
There was a lot of fine sand piled in the wooden frame.
Feng Jiuer took her man and asked him to sit on the main seat. She did not sit down, but turned around and walked towards the long table in the hall.
The long table is placed three steps in front of the main seat, very close to the main table, and the people above can clearly see the situation of the table.
Last night, Feng Jiu'er knew that Di Wuya was back, but she was really tired, slept deeply, and didn't do anything.
Just now, she used the time to wash up and have breakfast to check Di Wuya's body.
There were no internal or external injuries, but he was somewhat unable to keep up with nutrition and was tired from traveling for a long time.
Feng Jiuer knew that if Uncle Nine Emperors hadn't come back early last night and rested for half the night, his situation would have been even worse.
No matter how anxious you are, war is a big deal and you must make a plan first.
"On the premise that it does not affect the deliberations, if everyone can sit, it is best not to stand."
Feng Jiuer came to the long table and looked around at everyone.
This is why she has to arrange her man's position first.
Everyone who wanted to stand took their positions, and those who wanted to sit brought chairs and sat down, and soon everyone gathered around the long table.
Feng Jiuer picked up the long bamboo pole and looked at the improvised map that had a more three-dimensional feel.
"There are just as many mountains inside and outside Yongshan City. The piles of sand you see now are just a few high mountains near the city gate."
"North of Songjiang, our brothers tried to go in to inquire about the situation, but they all ended in failure. I don't want to try again for the time being."
"So, we don't have definite data on how many troops Feng Qiongcang has approaching Songjiang."
"According to the message sent by Yuejiatang three days ago, they calculated the information they collected and found that Fengjin did not have reinforcements within half a month."
"Counting now, there are only eight days left."
"We must seize the time and accomplish what we want to do within eight days."
"Next, let me talk about the plan that Jiuhuangshu and I just made."
"Due to the tight schedule, there will be many imperfections in the plan. If you find any doubts, you can raise them on the spot."
Feng Jiuer looked at his people one by one and gave them firm eyes.
When she looked at Qiao Mu, her heart was beaten hard again.
Her father is still valuable to Feng Qiongcang, but what she is most worried about now is the Third Emperor Brother.
This wedding must be a beautiful one. There will be weddings between Brother Sanhuang and Qiao Mu, as well as Xing Zizhou and Xiao Yingying! After noon, people with their families and families came out of the city one after another.
It seems that they are all ordinary people fleeing, carrying large and small bags, nothing unusual.
When Yongshan City was encircled as a city, the area near the Songjiang River Basin was not included.
The entire area next to the Songjiang River is the same and does not belong to any one city.
Doing this will not only protect your own city in a more systematic manner, but also facilitate water transportation in nearby cities.
Especially Yongshan City, which is located in the narrowest Songjiang River Basin and where communication with the opposite side is the most intensive, leaves more space.
Yongshan City was in chaos, and people fleeing from several cities every day were commonplace.
After nightfall, many men and women dressed as ordinary people gathered together in a mountain forest.
Feng Jiuer and Jian Yi were the last to arrive.
"Little Cherry, are we all here?"
"You are here, all together."
Little Cherry responded in a low voice.
Feng Jiu'er and Jian Yi, Qiao Mu and Yang Sheng, Xiao Yingtao and Xing Zizhou, Long Wu, Long Eleven and five other brothers, each brought a woman with them.
There were twenty people in total, all carrying their own luggage, gathering in the jungle.
"Is everything okay?"
In the night, Feng Jiuer could still see everyone around her clearly.
"no problem!"
"Safety!"
"no problem!"
Everyone definitely responded.
Feng Jiuer took out a picture from his sleeve and glanced at Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu took the picture he had drawn and stepped closer.
Feng Jiuer found a flat place, knelt down, and spread out her drawing.
The same goes for trees.
The remaining eighteen people gathered around, some kneeling and some standing.
Feng Jiuer took out a luminous pearl and placed it between the two drawings.
The brightness of the luminous pearl is not very large, but it is enough for everyone to see the contents above.
The enemy's camp was less than a mile away from them, so it was impossible to light a fire.
"Qiao Mu, how is the situation over there?
You talk first."
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and glanced at Qiao Mu.
She and Jianyi were responsible for investigating the situation on the other side, which would take longer, so they would be late to return.
"The west side of Houying is mainly a granary."
Qiao Mu pointed out several places on the picture.
"Here, here, and these, the six tent camps are all granaries. Let's blow them up tonight!"
