If there is any major disturbance at the border, the generals will abandon the small village and defend the large village.
Nomad Qing was very hungry for the baked steamed cakes, swallowed his saliva, and continued: "The Zhenrong Army is also taking action. There are three infantry camps and two cavalry camps ready to go. If nothing else, the sacrifice will be held in the next two days.
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After Mo Lingfeng heard this, he looked very lonely.
She and her small group of Dingyuan troops were completely forgotten and guarded against.
She said very dissatisfied: "If this continues, we will have to wait until all the Zhenrong troops are killed in battle before we can make a move!"
She slapped the table angrily. The table and the candy box did not move at all. Only her own palm turned red quietly.
Nomad Qing heard this and believed it, but he was not very smart and could not make any profound insights. At the same time, he continued to salivate over the roasted slices.
Mo Lingfeng pointed to the corner of his mouth: "Wipe the saliva."
She broke open a piece of Qiong Ye, handed the smaller half to Nomad Qing, and chewed it slowly. After chewing, she revealed the indifferent wisdom of the Mo family: "This is a good opportunity, we must not miss it.
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Nomad Qing said "hmm".
He quietly put his hand on the table - he loved to eat and drink, and his stomach was filled with too much food and wine all the time, and he didn't even grow taller.
Just when his hand was about to touch the target, Mo Lingfeng suddenly let out a loud voice and shouted angrily: "Don't eat it!"
Nomad Qing, who was concentrating on stealing food, and Yin Nan, who was deceiving her in his mind, both trembled at the same time. Under Mo Lingfeng's gaze, Nomad Qing immediately withdrew his hand and answered seriously: "Yes, I won't eat."
Mo Lingfeng reprimanded him in a low-key manner: "You know how to eat. I asked you to find out who has trouble with Wang Yunsheng. Have you found out? I tell you, you can't find out anymore -"
Before she finished speaking, Nomad Qing suddenly slapped his head: "I found out!"
He squatted down next to Mo Lingfeng and began to mutter: "Feng Fan, the commander-in-chief of Huying, once I invited his subordinate to have dinner. I heard that the commander said that he was originally going to be promoted to deputy commander, but it turned out that
I called Wang Zhizhou back, but Wang Zhizhou didn't like his name and said he had to behave in every situation."
"Will he go to Huaiyuan Village this time?"
"I don't know, but this is easy to find out."
"Besides Feng Fan, is there anyone else who is at odds with Wang Yunsheng?"
"This subordinate doesn't know yet."
Mo Lingfeng stretched out his hand and slapped him on the head: "Just eat it, get out!"
Nomad Qing went away and came back at dinner time, and brought Mo Lingfeng a bamboo tube of iced sweet bean syrup. Before he even entered the door, he heard a sobbing sound in the room, as if unspeakable sorrow was flowing out.
, but the flow was not smooth enough, and the flow was hesitant and intermittent, making the listeners hold their breath and feel uncomfortable for her.
Nomad Qing hurriedly carried the pot in and poured one for Mo Lingfeng: "Girl, drink this, it was just taken out of the ice water."
Mo Lingfeng's mouth was dry due to the wind blowing. When he saw the porcelain bowl covered with tiny droplets of water, he put the xun away, picked up the tea cup, and drank half of it in one go. He thought this thing tastes good, not
Put it in ice water, and my brother can also drink a little.
Putting down the tea cup, she wanted to bring a pot for Wu Jin when she went back.
Seeing that she had stopped playing the xun, Qing Youmu said, "Feng Fan's battalion happened to be going there, and I heard that there will be a sacrifice at Mao hour tomorrow."
Yin Nan came back with a vat of mutton. When he saw Nomad Qing, he placed the porcelain vat on the table with a "bang". The table shook violently and made a painful "creep", and the lid of the porcelain vat also "clanged".
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Then she opened the lid for Mo Lingfeng, inserted a long-handled spoon inside, and asked Mo Lingfeng to scoop out the mutton.
Mo Lingfeng picked up the spoon, ate a spoonful, turned to Nomad Qing and said, "Tomorrow at nine o'clock, call everyone to the school grounds. After the sacrifice, follow me."
She dropped the spoon, picked up the tea cup, and drank all the sugar water in the bowl: "You are not allowed to be in the limelight. You must be unknown."
She reached for the bamboo tube, drank the remaining sugar water in one breath, and pushed the vat of mutton to Yin Nan: "You go too."
In her heart, Yin Nan is her bodyguard, thug, and maid. Moreover, Yin Nan is bloodthirsty and can make achievements on the battlefield, but he cannot be her sharpest sword.
Nomad Qing can make this sword - his skill is far superior to Yin Nan's.
A sword that is only unsheathed at critical moments must be kept secret.
Moreover, the Dingyuan Army cannot always be controlled by Nomad Minister, she must take charge of it herself.
In the future she has planned for herself, she has already placed her positions in Yin Nan, Yin Bei, and Nomad Qing. Now all she needs is a military advisor like Zhao Shiheng, who has no worries and can conspire with the Mo family.
This person may or may not be Wu Jin.
She is still young and can have a long time to make a decision.
Two moments before Mao o'clock the next day, drum beating sounded on the military campus grounds.
The main campus can hold a square team of ten thousand people. There are rooms for rest on both sides. There is a military platform in front. There are platform foundations on both sides of the high military platform. There is a flagpole on it, hanging the military flag of the Suppression Army. On a black background, there are gold characters, "Zhenrong".
"The two characters are like dragons and phoenixes, sharp and sharp, and the strokes are like swords, guns, swords and halberds, piercing the outside of the flag, and rolling in the howling cold wind, making hunting sounds.
The eight-sided cowhide drums sounded in unison, and the Zhenrong army organized one battalion into a square formation and rumbled towards the school grounds. For a moment, there was a forest of swords and guns. The captains wore crimson embroidered shirts and armor, with dragons and eagles carved on them.
The commanders' armor was dazzling, and the fierce generals stood on the commanding platform, glaring angrily, like diamonds.
The three infantry battalions with 1,500 men and the two cavalry battalions with 800 men to be deployed were waiting solemnly in the center of the training ground.
Mo Lingfeng arrived early and led Yin Nan to stand on the far left. Another hundred soldiers who were not in the camp also followed her and stood on the far left, forming a square formation.
The soldiers looked sideways, especially those who knew about it, and their eyes were sharp, directed at Mo Lingfeng.
Mo Lingfeng didn't care at all and just stood there. She was too short and couldn't look past the dense formation to see who was Feng Fan. She could only look up to see the generals standing on the military platform.
After a while, she asked the nomadic minister beside her: "Who is the Weng Weng standing in the middle?"
Nomad Qing stood on tiptoes and looked around. He couldn't see clearly clearly. He tried hard to distinguish a few more times and whispered: "It's Zhong Jiaqing, the commander of the Zhenrong Army's right route army. Gaopingzhai was built by him."
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Then he lowered his voice: "He is famous for his loyalty and courage. I heard that in the decisive battle at Hengshan, when he was just a captain, he had the ambition to die for his country. He led a hundred people and swore never to let the Jinlu go forward.
Advance half a step."
The decisive battle at Hengshan was very tragic. The corpses of the two armies blocked the canyon and mountain roads. Countless soldiers shed their blood and sacrificed their lives to defend the territory. Only then did we have peace that lasted for decades.
Mo Lingfeng immediately stood in awe of Zhong Jiaqing: "Then he survived a deadly battle with one against a hundred?"
"That's not true. I heard that he led a hundred people to ambush the road that Jinlu must pass. As a result, Jinlu made a strange move and did not take this road. They waited until dark and didn't even see a single person.
When I get back, I will see that Hengshan is all finished."
Mo Lingfeng was speechless, and after a while he said: "Luck creates heroes."