It was a moment before the two men in the room woke up from their surprise.

"Then why don't you go put out the fire!"

Fang Shaolong's brows were all frowned, how could this kind of mistake occur? It's still in front of the general, and he doesn't do things well, and I hope that the general won't have any bad thoughts because of this.

"Do you believe we're going to win?"

A nonsensical question came out of Zhuang Wanqin's mouth, interrupting Fang Shaolong's worried train of thought.

Although I don't know what Zhuang Wanqin's intention is in asking this sentence, it is estimated that it is to stabilize the morale of the army, but no matter what, his confidence in Zhuang Wanqin has always been so firm.

"Believe!" He paused for a moment and added: "With the prince out of the horse, there is no battle that cannot be won!" ”

The smile that permeated Zhuang Wanqin's face unconsciously calmed Fang Shaolong's heart, and he methodically responded to the inquiries of the soldiers who kept coming in from outside.

In fact, how could this person understand that on the battlefield, any small action is a game with the opponent.

The winner is king, and the loser is the loser.

Even this fire was all within Zhuang Wanqin's calculations.

This time it was fought by a nomadic people from the north named Kefa. Somehow, he fell in love with the land of Nanguo, and did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy a road from Xiangguo to attack Nanguo.

But the emperor of Xiangguo is really stupid, and he doesn't want to think about it, if Kefa really takes Nanguo into his pocket, how can he live in Xiangguo?

Who doesn't feel happy about the matter of holding sheep?

Is it worth losing your country and status for a few cars of gold and dozens of interracial beauties?

The lips are cold and the teeth are cold, and the blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, I am afraid that the emperor of Xiangguo has forgotten everything.

It's a pity that the authorities are fascinated, I'm afraid that the emperor of Xiangguo didn't think of this at all.

How happy he is to give way now, how ugly he cries when he bites back every day!

Speaking of Xiangguo, it reminded Zhuang Wanqin of the cold prince of Xiangguo who stayed in Nanguo, and he didn't know how this person would react.

He is a person who understands, and the stakes must be seen clearly and well understood.

It was his country, which made Zhuang Wanqin curious about what this person would do.

However, the last time I saw this person was in the capital of Nanguo, seeing that he didn't feel a little anxious, could it be that he didn't plan to make a move?

Whatever he does, it's all these people's own choices, not their own country, and she doesn't care much about it.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang!" Fang Shaolong ran to Zhuang Wanqin in a panic and shouted, "That fire is going straight to the granary!" ”

This is not a trivial matter, no one thought that this fire would be so difficult to control, they ran around, and the fire did not decrease, but increased again!

"What's the panic? Then the king asks you, "Is there any grain in the granary?" ”

This sentence made Fang Shaolong feel like a head-starter.

Yes, the granary is long empty, there is nothing in it, if it wants to burn, let it burn.

"Then the prince, I'll go and evacuate everyone now."

After speaking, Fang Shaolong turned around and wanted to leave.

"No need to withdraw." Zhuang Wanqin looked at Fang Shaolong, who turned around with a puzzled face, and smiled mysteriously.

"Not only do you not have to evacuate, but you have to add some more people to pass."

Although Fang Shaolong didn't know what Zhuang Wanqin's purpose was in giving such an order, he believed in his beliefs.

As long as the general said it, even if he was told to die now, it would be correct.

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

Fang Shaolong, who received the order, immediately went forward to prepare, as if it was some very glorious mission.

The fire outside the door was blazing, but inside the door was peaceful.

Zhuang Wanqin's eyes reflected the flickering flames, flickering and flickering, as if this person was thinking in his heart, ever-changing, unpredictable.

And at this time, in the tent of the carve.

"Patriarch, the fire in Congcheng has spread to their granary."

A man dressed in a Carved Hair soldier's uniform half-knelt in the open space inside the tent, his voice unconcealed with surprise.

On the top sat a man in armor with a strange pattern on his face, and when he looked closely, he could see that it was a bird—a vulture.

This vulture is a totem that carves their hair, and makes them carve their faith.

In their eyes, the vultures were sent from heaven to take them to the place where God dwells. Therefore, in the carving, it is the practice of celestial burial.

And the vulture totem, which is also considered the highest honor is painted on people's faces.

Depending on the class, the style of the totem also varies.

"God really help me, pass on my order, send troops to surround Congcheng, and catch them off guard!"

He hadn't forgotten the arrow during the day today, if it hadn't been for the military advisor's plan in advance and put a dummy there, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to save his head.

I don't know where this Nan country found the archers, and the archery skills are so powerful. Even a person like him, who came out of the land of riding and shooting, did not dare to say that he was completely sure that he could win.

"Wait."

An unhurried voice came from outside the tent, and surprise appeared on the face of the superior man.

Why did this man come here? You must know that if you want to see this person in normal times, you must go there in person, and you may not be able to meet him, but if you come in person today, there must be something important to discuss.

Thinking so, the man had already stepped down from the main seat and went to the door to greet him, for fear that he would be one step slower.

The curtain on the tent was lifted, and the distant light of the fire could be faintly seen outside, and the tongues of fire that burst out from time to time proved that what the soldier had said was not a lie.

"Strategist, you came just in time, and now that Congcheng has brought about its own destruction, we should go and help."

I saw that the person who came was dressed in white and fluttering with the night breeze, holding a Su fan with a string of jade beads in his hand. The jade beads reflected the distant firelight, and the end was crystal clear.

A person like Partial Birth, who exudes a gentleman all over his body, has the upper part of his face covered by a frosted half-face mask, revealing only one lip.

But just like this, the scarlet thin lips still make the eyes of the seeers charming.

With such a god-like man around him, it is impossible to say that there are no ideas.

However, after seeing the man's inadvertent glance in his eyes, the superior suddenly had a cleverness.

Why can't he control it again, knowing that the military advisor is the most taboo for others to look at him with this kind of thoughtful eyes, he still commits it again and again.

"What, Li Zhi, have you forgotten again?"

Hearing this, Li Zhi immediately nodded and apologized: "Master Jiang, you have a lot of adults, don't be like a rough person like me." The situation in this Congcheng is not good now, let's discuss it first and see how to take it down. ”

Seeing that this person seemed to have a little remorse, Jiang Liumo squinted at him, left a sneer, and walked to the high seat and sat down naturally.

Of course he saw the dissatisfaction in Li Zhi's eyes, but it was not worth his attention at all.

It's just a clown.

"This Congcheng is going to be attacked, but only half of the troops can be dispatched."