Meng Yining's situation is not good.

50,000 soldiers and horses against 150,000, even if it is a case in the art of war book, there is no such case of winning more with less.

Meng Yining's heart was up and down, and he unconsciously touched his broken hair, and Le Yi whispered beside him: "What's wrong." ”

"I'm afraid I'll be boiled to the ground." Meng Yining smiled embarrassedly. After hearing everything the general had done, all his eyes fell on the girl, Meng Yining's eyes were icy and exquisite, her lips were pursed, and her face was red.

The tents in the barracks were full of acquaintances.

Lian Qin, Gai Xiaoyong, Jing Zheng and a number of deputy generals.

Meng Yining walked up, with some excitement in his voice, as if he had taken a reassuring pill, "General Lian Qin!" ”

She looked at the old general's indifferent face, and said thoughtfully: "It's been a long time, I've been thinking about you." "She is telling the truth, General Lian Qin is indeed brave, and with him, it seems that the frost that has formed in Meng Yining's heart can slowly melt.

"General Meng is all right."

"It's not good to lose the city." She took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with tears, and her voice carried a hint of grievance and resentment.

"Report - Beiyang Qianli urgent." A scout immediately leaped and ran into the big tent, kneeling on one knee in a flowing stream, "General Shangshang, Beiyang Qianli urgent letter." ”

"Speak."

"The King of Beiyang sent Xia Fenghua, the lord of Fenghua County, to come to support, and he will arrive within five days."

The short letter put everyone at ease.

Meng Yining breathed a sigh of relief, "You go down." She straightened up and called the big tent guard over, "Go, there can be no one within a hundred meters of the tent." ”

"Whoa."

"What else does General Meng have to say?"

"It's not a secret, General Weiyong of Beiyang led the army to raid Baiyue, encircled the point to send reinforcements, Yan Rong is likely to return to the capital within a few days after receiving the news." Meng Yining looked at everyone, her brows furrowed, and she still had a vague premonition in her heart.

"Isn't there no extra army in Beiyang? How can you besiege the capital of Yanrong. General Lian Qin felt strange, and leaned on the table to look at the girl in front of him.

Meng Yining said: "It's not a siege, the siege requires three times the number of troops, how is it possible." My sister came up with a plan to flood the Hundred Moons, so that she could win with the least amount of losses. ”

"Flooded Baiyue? The city is upstream. Gai Xiaoyong's eyes widened and he interjected, he couldn't think of where the girl's whimsy came from, he was afraid that he was not tired and confused and was talking nonsense.

The girl glanced at him, "Bomb the high ground, block the river, and lead the river to the east, and you can destroy a city in an instant." What she said was plain, it seemed to be just a death number in black and white, and she didn't have Bai Xining's sentimentality.

Meng Yining paused, "According to common sense, Yan Rong will withdraw his troops immediately, for fear that other countries will take advantage of the situation." However, according to my observation for so many days, the general will not be subject to the order of the foreign monarch, and if the defenders do not obey, if they want so many soldiers and horses to capture Chengping, they will definitely continue to attack frantically. After all, even General Fu, who had commanded the 50,000 Yanrong troops opposite Junzhou, could easily give it up, and you can't imagine what crazy thoughts would come to their minds. ”

She was telling the truth, at this point in the scuffle, he didn't know what the weakness of the person on the other side was, not to mention that the number of people was several times that of them, and any small strategy was all a showmanship, not worth mentioning.

"They're a bunch of mad dogs!" Jing Zheng was indignant.

"If they attack aggressively, we're going to be very passive." Gai Xiaoyong analyzed.

Meng Yining took a sip of the wine in the cup, originally thought it was just a sweet drink like rice wine, but a spicy squirt was sprayed on Le Yi, she didn't look like a young lady at all, she wanted to stick out her tongue, and was glared back by Le Yi with a look. "It's spicy and bitter! Where does the wine come from! As he spoke, he directly took the kettle from Le Yi's waist, "You men...... How can you drink such a strong and unpleasant thing! She kept pouring water into her mouth, and the water ran down the corners of her mouth and down her jaw to the collar.

"Hahahaha." Everyone suddenly laughed, leisurely putting aside the tense atmosphere just now.

"Aren't all of you here?" Jing Zheng laughed.

Meng Yining's cheeks were slightly hot, "I'm not...... I'm a girl's family, I can't see it! ”

"General Meng is more brave than a man in leading his troops to fight, thanks to you these two times! I watched the war in the distance in Junzhou, and I was terrified! Gai Xiaoyong Yile, "Come on, come on, serve some flower and fruit tea to General Meng." ”

"And flower and fruit tea?"

"This is Great Xia, and it's not a poor and remote place, even if there is a war, there is a supply of these items, otherwise how can the soldiers hold on?" Gai Xiaoyong said firmly.

Meng Yining thought about it carefully, and indeed he did not see a shortage of military salaries or military rations in the army, and the silver was directly distributed to the soldiers. Sure enough, Great Xia is rich, and he has only seen the prosperity of the national capital, if you dig deeper, there are still many details that you haven't discovered.

Meng Yining glanced at her, "Who said that women love to drink flower and fruit tea!" ”

"Rice wine!" Le Yi shouted.

Girl Yile, "It's strong to drink sweet, otherwise how can it last so long!" Originally, he planned to fight for a long time, and His Royal Highness King Lian opened a warehouse to release grain, but now that the situation has changed, he won't blame me! ”

"Where is General Meng?" Jing Zheng smiled, but suddenly showed a mature charm that had not been seen before. The candle flame flickered, and the once youthful and frivolous years dissipated. The moonlight outside the tent was bright, and he experienced a lot of maturity as a warrior, and he thought about whether to return to Chengping to take the blame. The nobles who encouraged him to ascend to the throne in the past, including his mother's father Zhou Binzhao, have long been gone, and now he is accompanied by "enemies" who he once looked down on.

Jing Zheng Yangtian suddenly sighed, only to realize that he had nothing left over the years.

No children, no daughters, no merit and no job.

Meng Yining continued, "If they withdraw their troops, they can alleviate the prestige of Chengping and take advantage of the situation to regain the lost territory. Who knows if he will go crazy, and if King Yanrong doesn't want to capture these cities, these generals want to become their own territories, and it is not without precedent for public and private use. "The nobles of Yanrong used to secretly accept fiefdoms, and there were also precedents of directly ignoring the national army and sending troops to attack the city in order to get rich.

"But the situation is better now than a few days ago, and it is impossible to get worse."

"Not necessarily."

A dark shadow shuttled through Junzhou, and behind it was a golden carriage, with tassels swaying in the wind, gorgeous and not belonging here.

"Newspaper—"