"Strategist, are you sure that what we threw is a potato and not a small life?" Pei Guangshu looked at Ling Xia with a big face, and said anxiously: "It's all at this juncture, can you stop joking?" If I let Si Qikong's troops go, the commander of the Yu Qianqiong Corps will definitely pick my skin, and in the future, our angry lightning legion will not have the face to mix up from the legion. ”

"In that case, then the legion commander will send a signal and prepare to intercept the battle, the nearest legion to us is the Blue Moon Legion sixty miles away, they are all infantry, with their marching speed, it will take at least an hour to receive the signal and rush over to support." Speaking of this, Ling Xia sighed, he paused first, and then continued:

"Although we are an integrated corps, but the more than 30,000 people who lost last time have not been replenished, and now we only have the strength of two divisions, and there is an elite group army on the opposite side, it is said that their main force is still cavalry, I estimated that with our strength, we fought to the last soldier, which is enough to resist the other party's two charges."

Ling Xia's analysis seems reasonable, but in fact, it is not the same thing at all, at this time, Si Qikong's soldiers and horses are still more than twenty miles away from them, as long as they release the signal first, and then fight and retreat to create a trap to contain them, they will definitely be able to wait until the reinforcements arrive, because as long as the soldiers and horses arranged by Yu Qianqiong receive the signal, they will rush over quickly, and they will not delay at all.

"Hiss......"

But Pei Guangshu and they didn't think of this, when Ling Xia's words fell, the entire camp was full of gasping cold air, Pei Guangshu and the three division commanders of speed, speed, and god speed stood there in a daze with pale faces, silent for a moment, Pei Guangshu's expression was certain: "Strategist, let's talk about throwing hot potatoes, what do you think we should do?" ”

Since the corps commander is sympathetic to the life and death of the soldiers, he will offer a strategy below, let's ......

……

A few breaths later, Xia Ning'er and Ling Xia rode a war horse and galloped in the direction of Si Qikong's troops, Ling Xia and their front feet just left, Pei Guangshu ordered the soldiers to pull out the camp, and after the legion was ready, Pei Guangshu actually led the legionnaires to walk in the direction of Si Qikong's main force, but their speed was slower than Ling Xia and Xia Ning'er.

Battle Guards! Siqikong troops! On the march!

The marshal of the fifth theater Si Qikong was wearing gold armor, and his expression was calm and he rode at the forefront of the team, and there were more than ten generals wearing armor behind him.

"Come!"

The strong man wanted to roar when he brandished the saber, who was coming? But unexpectedly, he just shouted two words, and a woman on the other horseback actually used two Qianqian thin fingers to clamp his blade, only to see the woman push lightly, and the strong man was pushed off the war horse with a knife. ”

After whispering, Si Qikong turned his head to look at Ling Xia and Xia Ning'er on the other side, at the beginning of the period, he saw Ling Xia and Xia Ning'er wearing the uniforms of the Purple Turban Army, and thought that the two were enemies, but when he saw Ling Xia and Xia Ning'er's appearances, he was immediately stunned: "Princess? Bridegroom? How could it be you? ”

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