Feng Jiu'er and Huo Baixue sat aside to eat, while Qiao Mu was sorting information at the desk.
Little Cherry sat next to Feng Jiu'er, occasionally refilling her tea, and was a little unusually quiet.
"Where is Xing Zizhou? Why didn't I see you two sticking together?" After five minutes of fullness, Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at Little Cherry sitting opposite.
"What are they sticking together? I don't have this free time." Little Cherry pursed her lips, "He is stationed."
"There are also Tuoba Keyan and Xue Gu, each bringing their brothers to garrison."
"On that day, the prince's army suddenly increased by 10,000 people. We were defeated and the city gate was lost."
Thinking of what happened these days, Little Cherry's face didn't look too good.
"Every time the prince launches an attack, we retreat a few points, and then retreat back here. I really don't know when this battle will end."
Feng Jiuer remained silent and continued eating.
Little Cherry pursed her lips, looked at her, and smiled lightly.
"Fortunately, Jiu'er is back and has brought so many people with him."
"With the participation of Miss Huo and the Mocheng army, I believe we don't need to continue to give in."
The tent was quiet for a while. Qiao Mu finished handling the matters at hand and walked over.
"Jiu'er, the prince's military strength is now about 60,000, and our total number is only 40,000."
"We must think about how to fight this battle."
"Yeah." Feng Jiuer swallowed the food in her mouth and nodded, "You should think about it carefully."
Qiao Mu sat down next to Little Cherry and put the things in his hands on the table.
"What happened that day when you went to negotiate peace with the prince?" She looked at Feng Jiu'er and asked.
Thinking of what happened that day, Feng Jiuer picked up the cup and drank the tea in one breath.
With a "clang" sound, she placed the cup heavily back on the table.
"At that time, the prince had already agreed to negotiate peace and was even willing to give us a month. It was Feng Qingyin."
"Because of her alone, we lost so many people, including the crown prince's people, and also caused the people of Crowwood City to continue to suffer, this woman!"
"Sure enough." Qiao Mu clenched his fist tightly, "I guess this woman is up to something, otherwise Jian Yi would not have been seriously injured."
"Feng Qingyin, if I see you again, I, Qiao Mu, will definitely not be merciful!"
Feng Jiuer sighed lightly and shook her head.
"I'm afraid it's not that easy to kill her now."
"So what if the prince is backing me?" Qiao Mu's deep voice sounded, "I must find an opportunity to avenge Jian Yi!"
"Feng Qingyin is pregnant, she should be the prince's." Feng Jiuer shrugged.
"She seriously injured Jian Yi that day and staged a bitter plot in front of the prince. The prince got angry and ordered people to hunt down Jian Yi and me."
"So, it is unlikely that we will negotiate for peace now."
"Feng Qingyin is pregnant?" Qiao Mu met Feng Jiuer's gaze and frowned.
"Yeah." Feng Jiuer raised her eyebrows and nodded.
Qiao Mu clenched his fist again, even if it was unbelievable, he could only accept the fact.
"If you're pregnant, you're pregnant. I, Qiao Mu, will remember Jian Yi's revenge."
"Jiu'er, you still want to negotiate for peace now? Don't think about it. I won't agree to any negotiation, lest I give Feng Qingyin another chance to hurt you and Jian Yi."
"My brothers have the same idea as me. No one is willing to let you take risks no matter how hard you spend your last soldier."
Feng Jiuer looked at Qiao Mu and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"Thanks, okay, now that we're full, let's study it carefully."
"Eat, eat more." Qiao Mu waved his hand, "You are the thinnest in total!"
"Don't talk like you are very strong. Anyway, there is more, so you should eat some." Feng Jiuer handed Qiao Mu a pair of chopsticks.
The women chatted and laughed and finished a relatively relaxed meal.
At a quarter of the hour, Xing Zizhou, Xue Gu, and Tuoba Keyan all returned to the war camp.
Inside the tent, Feng Jiuer used a piece of white cloth to enlarge the nearby topographic map and draw it on it.
Several women hung up the enlarged topographic map and fixed it on the wall.
There is a table and a chair next to it.
Except for Feng Jiuer and Little Cherry, everyone else was sitting on the chairs around them, looking at the two people in the middle.
Feng Jiuer glanced at everyone and nodded lightly.
"Just now, Qiao Mu, Xiaoying and I analyzed our current situation. This is a rough map of the nearby area that we drew."
"This is just a rough picture. Can you understand it?"
Looking around at everyone, Feng Jiuer took the bamboo pole that had been prepared and pointed at the center of the map.
"Now, our war camp Anza is here, in a semi-surrounded valley."
The bamboo pole followed the dark-colored area on the map, all the way to the upper left corner. Feng Jiuer continued: "On our left are continuous mountains."
"The prince's men want to climb over the mountains and attack. Qiao Mu said there are two routes."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuer used a writing brush, dipped it in a little water made from grass, and carefully made a few marks on the pattern.
"These are two routes that can pass people. The one on the left that can pass horses is only one, and only one horse can pass at a time."
"The trail on the left can pass people, but the route is a bit circuitous, so it will take a long time for the troops to pass through."
Taking a step to the right, Feng Jiuer's bamboo pole fell on the right side of the map.
"There are two mountains on the right side of the war camp. The road between the two mountains is not small. It is half as narrow as the road we came in from."
"On the other side of the second mountain, the trees say it is a forest, and there is no way in or out for the time being."
Looking back at everyone, Feng Jiuer stepped aside and gave up a position.
"The above is the information that Qiao Mu and Xiaoying learned. Of course, a lot of the information was collected together by the brothers."
"I'm repeating this just because I want to know if you have anything to add?"
"The more important point is that after we become familiar with the terrain, we must formulate a combat plan."
"Zhao Yusheng's people, as well as some soldiers from Crowwood City, totaling more than 3,000 people, will arrive in about two days."
"The last ones to come are the prince's thousand soldiers. They took my medicine and will be unable to use force for at least a month."
"Forget Qiao Mu, we have about 40,000 people now, and adding the 3,000 that will come later, that's 43,000."
"However, a conservative estimate is that the prince's troops are more than 60,000. If we really can't defeat him by then, I want to try to use the prince's 1,000 surrendered troops to negotiate terms with him."
"Okay." Feng Jiuer waved her hand, "I have said everything I should say, and now I want to hear everyone's opinions."
The first person Feng Jiuer looked at was Xing Zizhou. She looked at him, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Xing Zizhou, do you have anything to add?"
