The command headquarters was located in the ancestral hall of a large family in a small town near Chengde, and Su Junge walked into the door of the ancestral hall with his stiff neck shaking, only to feel a little dazzled and lightheaded. This war is really not something that ordinary people can do, and it hurts people and hurts people.

"Miss, are you back? Burn it for you, you can wash it too. "For the sake of convenience, Su Junge still brought a servant from Beiping, Sister-in-law Yun, who has been serving in Su Mansion for more than ten years.

"Get me some scissors. Su Junge commanded.

"Scissors?" Sister-in-law Yun was a little puzzled, but she did it anyway.

Su Junge looked left and right in the mirror, and said to Sister-in-law Yun behind him, "Help me cut my hair." ”

"Huh?" "Do it?"

Seeing that Sister-in-law Yun didn't move, Su Junge took the scissors, gestured, clicked the scissors down, and Qi Ergen hinged them down.

"Miss, ...... are you" Sister-in-law Yun was really distressed when she saw that her black hair was cut in two like this.

"It's really inconvenient to wear such a military uniform on this battlefield and have long hair. Cut the rest for me, it will grow in the future anyway, and it will be shorter than when I was in school. "Su Junge doesn't have too many thoughts at all, life and death on the battlefield are out of the way, and he still cares about this hair?

"Good. Seeing Su Junge's resolute attitude, Sister-in-law Yun hurriedly made a move and turned Su Junge's long hair into short hair in the blink of an eye.

Although Sister-in-law Yun felt a little sorry for Su Junge's long hair, after cutting, looking at Su Junge's short hair, capable and playful, it seemed that she looked like an innocent and lovely student when she was fifteen or sixteen years old when she went to Yanjing Academy. Sister-in-law Yun smiled knowingly, "Miss, why are you so good-looking with short hair!"

"It's Sister-in-law's good craftsmanship. Su Junge also smiled, and got up to wash and change clothes.

Xue Pengjie scolded his mother while looking at the map in the command shed, "What the hell is this weather, the Dragon Boat Festival hasn't passed yet, it's hot like this! Don't let people live?! Zhang Xianchang, a bastard, is really good at picking days to fight, I'll see if those Northeast soldiers can carry it hotter than me! You rabbit cub!"

Listening to Xue Pengjie's scolding, Su Junge couldn't help but smile, "The mung bean soup is cooked, Uncle Xue will drink a bowl!"

As soon as Xue Pengjie saw Su Junge turn back again, he quickly buttoned up the collar of his half-open military uniform, and smiled embarrassedly: "Miss, I'm back so soon, why did I cut my hair?"

To be honest, Xue Pengjie was not happy with the frontline position of Sujun Gelai. A woman doesn't know how to fight, so what's the mess here? On a hot day, he would have been shirtless and cool, but because Su Junge was here, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't do it. And she came here, maybe because she wasn't at ease with herself. But that is to think about it, Su Chunyan's serious injury is also thanks to him, that day a cannonball flew over, Su Chunyan flew up and threw Xue Pengjie down under him, but the cannonball exploded at two meters, and the bullet skin was inserted straight into his neck, and Xue Pengjie went unharmed. What kind of person is Su Chunyan? What kind of person is his daughter? What kind of is that he is relieved or not to worry, she must be suffering from heat stroke! Hurry up and drink mung bean soup to relieve the heat.

"Uncle Xue, I want to say something, can you listen to it?" Su Junge handed the mung bean soup to Xue Pengjie.

"Say it, Miss. "In fact, when I think about it, except for not being able to go bare-chested, Su Junge doesn't seem to have caused him any trouble. I've been here for a few days, I haven't heard of bitterness, I haven't heard of tiredness, just like a servant to help serve tea and pour water, accompany me to look at the map, and listen to them study tactics, such an obedient and sensible daughter is really rare.

"The general attack is ahead, how about starting the fight now?" Su Junge simply said boldly.

"Now?!" Xue Pengjie looked at his pocket watch, at half past two o'clock in the afternoon, when the big sun was poisonous, he was fighting, and he was still attacking? gasped, she dared!

"I think so, a hundred cavalry attack and disturb, let the other side misunderstand, don't understand what we want to do, and then see their reaction, if it is a large-scale attack, use artillery bombardment, if there is no reaction, attack again, repeat two or three times, it is best to lure out their elite division. ”

"What if they don't get fooled?"

"Then today's general attack will be canceled, which means that their elite has not yet arrived. When she said this, Su Junge was a little conclusive, just because her orderly soldiers in the past few days had not done it for nothing. Moreover, this battle was fought for their Su family, and she would never swear so much if she was not sure. When Xue Pengjie heard her say this, he was also interested and motioned for her to continue.

Zhang Xianchang said that he has more than 100,000 elite troops, but judging from this map, where are so many of his elites placed? In particular, these 100,000 people are also known as the elite fire army, and Zhang Xianchang's descendants, the division commander graduated from the United States Military Academy at West Point, and all the heavy equipment. Such a huge division must be majestic when it moves, but let's look at this map again, where should Zhang Xianchang put them?" Su Junge didn't say much, and he was very serious.

Xue Pengjie looked at the map that Su Junge pointed to, and pondered for a long time, and even took Sun Fuming to ponder together. What this little girl said is very reasonable, the Mongolian prince only has a few yurts, surrounded by a horse and a flat river, and the only support is Yongping Town, but if this town can enter more than 100,000 sophisticated, it is estimated that this town will also be flattened, and the supply of these hundreds of thousands of people, does it only depend on drinking the northwest wind? It's a pity that it's summer now, and I don't want to drink