"Look at the topography of the two places on this topographic map." Qing Ge unfolded the topographic map in front of him.
Feng Liye took a look and didn't notice it at first. Most people probably wouldn't notice this.
But soon, he saw something was wrong.
"There seems to be a gap between the two places."
"Yes, there is a difference in height between the two places. There must be a waterfall here."
This is what Qingge learned in the war department before, using limited map resources to deduce the actual possible situation.
"If the current on the river is fast, then they should have reached this place."
Qingge pointed to the location of the fault, where she calculated that the waterfall was located.
"I'm afraid they won't have time to get him back before dawn."
This was why she still couldn't fall asleep at midnight.
"Want to go?" Feng Liye could understand her thoughts at a glance.
"I'm not looking for a wild man."
"good."
OK? What do you mean?
But seeing that he had already stood up, Qingge's eyes suddenly lit up: "You agree?"
"I don't agree. If something happens to the wild man, will you blame me for the rest of your life?"
"No." Really not, he also thinks about the overall situation.
Her current physical condition is indeed not suitable for staying in thick fog for too long.
But, without the compass, now she was the only one who had the means to walk in the thick fog.
"But I still hope that you can accompany me for a walk." Chu Qingge also stood up.
Zhang Yan happened to come over and saw them standing up. Zhang Yan wanted to say something.
But Qingge said first: "You must stay and take charge of the overall situation. If we can't come back before dawn, the army does not need to wait and continue walking along this road."
Qingge pointed to the front of the road: "Don't worry, we will catch up soon."
Zhang Yan was a little worried. On the one hand, he was worried that he would not be able to find the third prince. On the other hand, he was also afraid that they would really not be able to come back.
Without the Ninth Princess in the army, I always feel that I have no direction.
I never felt like this when I went on an expedition before. Why did I learn to rely on others this time?
"You yourself have seen Chu Weiyun's character and character. If you leave and the army is handed over to her, all the soldiers will be killed by her."
Chu Qingge had an expressionless face and was so open-minded even when she spoke ill of others behind their backs.
"The army is left to you, and the people of His Highness Nanxing are also left to you."
Qingge looked at Zhang Yan again and took Feng Liye's hand: "Let's go."
Basically, to her, the soldiers of the Southern Jin Dynasty were like brothers from her mother's former army.
She didn't want to see anything happen to her brothers.
Feng Liye didn't say anything, he put his long arm on her waist, stepped lightly, and the two figures jumped up.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Zhang Yan's sight.
Zhang Yan watched them leave and had no choice but to cheer up and continue patrolling.
Arriving at the only tent set up in the entire army, Zhang Yan couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
If so, the little highness of the Southern Jin Dynasty is the Ninth Princess, not the one in the camp... I really don't want to use trash to describe her master.
However, he is really just a piece of trash.
Zhang Yan let out a long sigh, walked around the camp, and continued patrolling forward.
For decades, Zhang Yan had been loyal to the Southern Jin Dynasty and His Majesty, but this expedition made Zhang Yan feel helpless and wanted to retire and return home.
If she really wants to support this young highness to ascend the throne in the future, can she really be loyal to her?
No, she would rather be a common person who doesn't care about anything.
