Lin Qinghe said: "So, we have to think of another countermeasure. ”

Huang Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed and said: "However, there is really no other way than a frontal attack. ”

Lin Qinghe looked at the front, and could vaguely see the cottage hidden in the Black Wind Mountain, and said: "The imperial court doesn't pay attention to the Black Wind Mountain overnight, do you know how many bandits there are on the mountain?" ”

"One or two thousand."

"We only have five hundred."

Huang Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The problem is not here, I believe that as long as we can capture that fortress, enter the Black Wind Mountain along the way, and capture the Black Wind Cottage, it will not be a problem." ”

Lin Qinghe said: "I have a way, I'll discuss it with you carefully when I go back." ”

"Okay."

After descending from the top of the mountain, Xiwu came over and asked, "Lord Wang, what did you think of when you went to the top of the mountain?" ”

Huang Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Let's talk about it in the account." ”

After entering the tent, Xiwu ordered people to guard outside the tent, and Lin Qinghe said: "What is the good opinion of the leader of the west on this attack?" ”

Xiwu said: "The person in charge of this attack is the prince, and Xi is just acting on orders. ”

Huang Zhiyuan said: "Brother Xi is blunt. ”

Lin Qinghe smiled and said, "Presumably Brother Xi has also visited the top of the mountain, so I don't know if there is a trick." ”

Xiwu's face was solemn, and he said: "Xi Mou has indeed visited, but it is too difficult to capture the fortress, it is simply impregnable, even if there is a ladder, it is difficult to conquer." ”

Lin Qinghe asked: "What is the chance of winning." ”

Siu shook his head and said, "Basically. ”

This is also why so many people came to suppress the bandits before, but all of them folded their wings and returned, and the mountains here are steep, and it is simply impossible to open a husband.

Huang Zhiyuan said: "Let's hold our troops first, presumably, the bandits on the mountain have already known that we are coming, and I am afraid that they are already making preparations." ”

Siu said: "These bandits have always been very well informed, and when we got up, they must have gotten the news. ”

Huang Zhiyuan said: "Could it be that there are people in the court? ”

Siu just smiled and didn't answer.

Otherwise, no matter how strong the bandit is, no matter how favorable the terrain is, it is absolutely impossible to withstand the thunderous blow of the imperial court, but every time he only sends hundreds or thousands of people to come, there is naturally a hidden secret.

Otherwise, if an army of 100,000 arrives, it will be moved to the ground no matter how dangerous it is.

Lin Qinghe said: "If you can trust me, tomorrow, you will listen to my arrangement, but there is a good chance of winning." ”

Siu looked at her, his lips moving slightly, as if he had something to say, but he still didn't say it.

Huang Zhiyuan said: "I don't know if you have any good ideas He'er, can you say it and tell us?" ”

Lin Qinghe shook his head with a smile and said, "I still need to think about it carefully, and tomorrow, you will know." ”

Out of the tent, Lin Qinghe and Huang Zhiyuan walked side by side, Lin Qinghe said: "This wind seems to have just blown to Black Wind Mountain. ”

"Yes, exactly."

Lin Qinghe smiled and said, "I hope there will be wind tomorrow, if God also helps us, then it will be twice the result with half the effort." ”

Although Huang Zhiyuan is also a fox, he has never been able to guess her thoughts, and he didn't want to say anything when he saw her, so he didn't ask.

Lin Qinghe said: "Tonight, have a good rest. ”

"He'er, at night, you can sleep in my tent, and I will take care of you."

Lin Qinghe said: "I'm nothing, I'm your fiancée, as long as we don't cross the border, Bing Qingyu is clean, whatever others say is boring." ”

Huang Zhiyuan nodded, and said with great satisfaction: "What you said is also right. ”

A light is like a bean, Lin Qinghe is lying in the brocade quilt, Huang Zhiyuan looks at her, like a waterfall-like green silk, sprinkled on the futon, wisps, entangled, intoxicating.