Chapter 46: When I Dream Back to the Horn Company Camp (12)

For three days in a row, Zixu took the men and horses to call for battle, but the other party did not respond.

Neither side is a fool, deceive and mislead the enemy, anyone will!

However, the Great Allies did not have any military operations at all, and this silence was eerie.

General Wei was bold and sent a few people out to investigate the enemy's situation, and finally got the news that surprised the big guy.

It turned out that the thunder and lightning of that day not only slashed the generals, military advisors and other groups of people, including wizards, but also burned the enemy's grain, grass and horse sheds caused by the thunder.

Everyone thought that it was a punishment from heaven, and that this war was an unjust act, so it attracted the wrath of heaven, rained down thunder and lightning, and wiped out the commanders.

Suddenly, the people were panicked, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers were worried and had no intention of fighting.

This news can make the northern army happy, and all along, the two sides have basically been evenly matched. The loss of the supply of food and grass this time, as well as the soul figure, even if there is no advantage in the number of opponents, it can be regarded as absolute good news.

So, in the early morning of the next few days, Zixu led a team of soldiers out, beat gongs and drums and came back.

Just imagine, the other party has no backbone, has lost the foundation of support, has no food, drink and can't sleep, and the military spirit is already weak, and now it is even more stormy.

Just as when a person collapses, he is at his most vulnerable.

After many days of false shooting, the northern army began to penetrate deep into the enemy camp again, and in the middle of the night when it was okay, they went to order a few tents, and did not fight, but ran away after ordering their horses.

After suffering a series of surprise attacks, the mentality of the enemy army collapsed even more.

Finally, when one day at dawn, the northern army was divided into multiple directions, surrounded from all directions, and beat gongs and drums with great momentum, the people on the opposite side were dumbfounded, thinking that it would be over, so they temporarily sent a general and presented a letter of surrender.

As a result, this war did not cost a single soldier, and the other side was defeated.

Sanssouci didn't know much about the situation on the battlefield, she had been lying in the tent, and she was about to get moldy.

But when she knew the result, she was also very happy, after all, the task was finally half completed and the problem of external worries was solved.

Of course, more importantly, the food in the military camp is not good, although a group of cooks have been brought from the Tibetan Sword Villa, there are always desires that cannot be satisfied, right?! Moreover, the variety of ingredients is also very scarce, and it can only be imagined in dreams every day without worry.

When God thinks of her as this, even she feels miserable!

Uncomfortable! I want to cry!

Half a month later, after the emperor of the Great Alliance agreed to the conditions of war reparations, land compensation, and open trade, he proposed to make peace, wanting to marry their most beautiful princess Xiyin to the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Worry-free to hear, secretly tsk in my heart.

This Xiyin princess is only sixteen, and the son of heaven of the Great Zhou Dynasty is already an old man in his sixties, and his grandsons are older than this princess! What do you think about being a father?!

Suddenly, she thought of the father of this world again. Alas, my brother is gone, how can I explain it?!

Just as he was thinking, Xiao Thirteen and Po ran in.

Ah Bao is eleven years old in this world, and thirteen is ten years old, about the same age, although Ah Bao's mind has not yet opened, but the two little ones can still play together.

"Sister, I painted a picture!"

"My lord, I also drew a picture."

Carefree smiled and took a look, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Xiao Thirteen painted without worry, although the brushwork is still very immature, but it can still be seen.

Po's painting is embarrassing.

Hehe, four black villains stand in a row! What the heck?! She said it plainly!!