Chapter 42: Sending troops to the West

It wasn't early in the morning. When the rising sun was hidden and had not yet risen, Su Zhi had already kept a clear head and sat in the tent for nearly an hour.

Limo opened the curtain and entered with sleepy eyes, and pulled the corners of his mouth at Su Zhi, who was meeting his gaze, "Miss Su can't wait?" ”

Su Zhi stretched out his hand and pointed to the thousands of small bamboo rafts that were immersed in a black wooden barrel, "Give one to each soldier." The tone was unassuming, as if the conversation between the two yesterday was empty and had never happened.

Limo reached out and picked up a piece, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. "Miss Su is really a celestial person, and she even studied this dissipation. Tsk, no one can smell this little thing without taking a shower for ten days and a half. ”

Su Zhi became more and more curious about the identity of the demon. This demon soldier seems to be unofficial and unknighted, not even a general, but he reveals a kind of small skill from top to bottom, both of which are in my eyes. This dissipation of the smell is not fake, and it is not false to rush overnight. But it was not just to eliminate the special smell on the soldiers' bodies, so as to prevent the other party's evil Gu tricks from taking advantage of the opportunity. What's more important is that this deodorizing powder is a secret recipe only found in the secret book of Qishan. Even if there is a rumor in this world, no one can tell it just by sniffing.

So, who is this demon? really attracted her, not only attracted her, but this detachment was clearly taking the initiative to take her step by step to reveal her secrets.

Interesting.

Half an hour later. Standing in front of the tent, the sun that represented life on the easternmost sky finally rose.

One team each on the strict waterway and mountain road. The water route was led by Yan Zheng's Wanyan to set off from the tributaries of the Dongpu River between Qishan and Lingshan to enter the Xigu border, and the soldiers on the Xigu border were the top priority.

The chaos on the border of the Western Gu that was rumored a few days ago must also be a bluff by the Western Gu to rebel, but it is difficult to distinguish whether it is true or not.

Shanlu solemnly led the heavy troops from the edge of the Fengtian Sea, and waited for the camouflage troops led by Su Zhi to negotiate from within the Western Gu. In this way, even if the Fengtianhai generation of Western Gu had already set up an ambush, they still had the strength to delay and wait for reinforcements.

Not only must they understand their tactics and strategies within the Western Gu, but also cut off the reinforcements from the Western Gu, so that Yan Zheng can spend reinforcements from the Fengtianhai area like the Western Gu at any time.

On the other side, the last detachment led by Limo broke through from the tribes on the west side of the West Gu and threatened the main city of the West Gu.

Capture the king and capture the lord first. No matter how many troops the main city has, the main city is still the most important of these four aspects. If you are lucky enough to recover the scattered tribes, it will be half the effort. If you can't subdue it, you can attack it. Once the tribe is trapped, the stone that lacks a horn is vulnerable.

Besides, the chaos that came out of this Western Gu could be regarded as a plan out of nothing. It is also necessary to ignite this fuse that disturbs the inside of the Western Gu.

As for how to ignite it. Of course, Fengtian doesn't know the Dao, and Xigu doesn't know the Dao. Only she knows the way.

Assignment complete. Su Zhi drank a bowl of wine with all the soldiers. Throwing the bowl and shouting, "Fengtian will win." ”

Su Zhi raised his eyes to the sky, and shouted with them, "Victory." "But what kind of victory do you want?

If the heart does not move, it does not hurt.

She lowered her eyelids and her eyelashes trembled slightly. She lifted her white neck and drank the wine she had filled again. The corners of his mouth are lightly raised, and his eyes are dark.

"Let's go." Words are like gold, like thunder, like a call from the farthest frontier of the sky.

And the other side.

Lian Chiyuan had already returned to the next day unconsciously. Lian Yan took his place and discussed the secret of the dark room with Su Xiazi in the Fengtian Emperor's palace. The whole atmosphere is tangled to the top.

In the palace the next day. The prince's side hall. Lian Chiyuan sat leaning on the carved chair, his unreturned black clothes slightly stained with dust.

The two men standing across from him looked extremely funny. Bai Zhu was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, full of tassels, and the big red flower on his chest was torn messily. Snuggled in his arms like an octopus-like delicate woman, with a shy face, and seemed to be pure and timid like a three-year-old child.

Bai Zhu's face was tangled into a ball of twisted flowers, squeezed so that he could shed tears at any time. As if he was smiling, he wanted to cry and shouted, "Your Highness." The woman had no manners, let alone eye focus. She just blindly climbed on Bai Zhu's body like a little beast.

"Look at your unproductive appearance." Lian Chiyuan's fingers tapped lightly on the side chair. When she raised her eyes, she realized that something was wrong, and the woman's eyes really looked like a three-year-old child who didn't know what was going on.

"The general recruitment is in the main hall." White Bamboo Road.

Lian Chiyuan stared at the two in front of him for a moment, then pursed his lips and stood up. "Come to me when you're settled."

Bai Zhu almost cried because of this sentence. Lian Chiyuan saw it, and he really saw it at a glance.

Main hall. Thousands of red candles. A few candle tears occasionally folded between the splendor. It may have been a long time since it rained, and the whole hall was surrounded by a sultry atmosphere.

Before Lian Chiyuan stepped in, Jun Mo's voice had already come out. He said, "Lian Chi Yuan. Long time no see. ”