"The general is wise!" The Xiban soldiers immediately gave a thumbs up and praised their faces, why can people become generals but they have always been small soldiers The simple reason is that people's heads are smarter than their own heads.

"Hehe, if you have these insights, you will also become a general in the future." General Xiban smiled and patted the soldier's shoulder and said.

"Thank you for the compliment, thank you for the compliment!" The Western Barbarian soldier said flatteredly.

"Hahahaha!" General Xiban laughed, turned around and went to arrange how to catch turtles in the urn tonight.

"How's the wind?" Luo Ning asked while writing and drawing on the map to correct the original mistakes on the map, the map in Luo Ning's hand is actually about a scene, and it is very undetailed, after Luo Ning's modification and marking, it can now be said that it has become a very standard sketch of a military map. Luo Ning's hand was learned from a veteran in the criminal police team when he was a trainee. I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

"Northwest wind direction!" Fan Lei said on the side, his two eyes also shining directly at the map in Luo Ning's hand.

"Hmm!" Luo Ning put the map away, then took out another cowhide, wrote something on it carefully, and then compared the distance according to the map, and calculated the angle with a pen according to the distance between the mountain height and the crescent lake, and then said to Fan Lei. "I'll give you some herbs in a while, you put three fires in this place on the map, and order all our attacking soldiers to wrap their mouths and noses in a damp cloth and pass through the Crescent Lake as quickly as possible to occupy the pass." Luo Ning threw the pen in his hand and said solemnly.

"Overseer, let's just hold the torch?" Fan Lei asked in surprise on the side.

"How can you build a pontoon bridge without holding a torch?" Luo Ning glanced at Fan Lei, "The water on the shore of the Crescent Lake is definitely not as cold as the water of the glacier we have crossed, and we can all survive the glacier, let alone the shore of the Crescent Lake?" Luo Ning's tone was somewhat dissatisfied.

"No, the Overseer, didn't we expose the soldiers to the eyes of the enemy by being so direct?" Fan asked without thinking about it.

"So I asked you to prepare three fires for fun? I'm letting you measure the direction of the wind, are you idle? Luo Ning rolled her eyes a little, "If all the soldiers of the Western Barbarians are gathered on the shore of the Crescent Lake, even if the effect of the Ecstasy Grass is good, it is easy to make the other party alert, and it is different at night, they will inevitably send people to lurk quietly in front of the Crescent Lake, and when the time comes, we will use the three fires as a signal, they must think that we will suddenly attack the shore of the Crescent Lake." As long as the Ecstasy Grass plays a big role, our soldiers are fast enough that the team that goes first can quickly attack the shore of the Crescent Lake, and the team behind is led by Fan Gao, so it is necessary to completely kill that group of people without leaving a single mouth alive. Luo Ning continued to order.

"Yes!" Van Gogh clenched his hands into fists.

"The last echelon is Qian'er, Qian'er must completely extinguish these three piles of flames, be sure not to leave a trace, and then you take the remaining three hundred soldiers to cross the river for the last time, this mission requires the three echelons to fully cooperate, almost the whole army is wiped out, do you hear clearly?" Luo Ning raised her voice and asked.

"Yes!" All of them replied sharply.

"Okay, the first team is led by the eldest brother and the second brother of the Fan family, the second and third are led by the uncle, the fourth team is led by Qian'er, and as for me, I am between the first and second echelons, are they all good?" Luo Ning repeated it again.

"Yes!" All the people in charge stood up, their faces full of excitement.

"Qian'er, it's up to you whether you can completely succeed or fail this time, as long as there is a little mistake on your side, we will be wiped out. So I've completely entrusted this important task to you. Because you're the one I trust the most! Luo Ning's hand pressed on Qian'er's shoulder and said seriously word by word.

"Miss, don't worry, even if Qian'er fights for her life, she will guarantee that this task will be completed." Qian'er's eyes seemed to be shining with tears, and she had always been deeply moved by Luo Ning's trust in Qian'er, whether it was the incident of poisoning zongzi at the beginning or the current thing, Luo Ning really regarded Qian'er as her sister.

"Hmmm! This is a herb, which can only be divided into three piles, and the line of finished words is facing the shore of the Crescent Lake, and if it is almost enough, it will cause serious casualties. Luo Ning's eyes were indescribably serious and serious.

"Good!" Qian'er solemnly took the herb, and then hugged the herb tightly in her arms, and then turned around to pick the three hundred soldiers who belonged to her.

"Qian'er, I hope you don't let me down." Luo Ning looked at the background of Qian'er's departure, and her heart was indescribably desolate, accompanied by her all the way, she hoped that this friendship could last, but often the reality was very cruel.

The night slowly fell in everyone's expectation, the dusk scenery in the mountains was very beautiful, the smoke rose again, everyone was trying their best to eat, and the people of Xiban had begun to prepare and wait until the moment of darkness to quietly ambush on the shore of the crescent lake.

Luo Ning nodded at several generals, and the generals quietly left the mountains with their respective teams, the sky slowly darkened, and the howl of owls came from the mountains, and the sound of wolves seemed to be heard in the distance. The three fires shone on the shores of the crescent moon lake like daylight.

"What do those idiots in Yoonkook want to do?" The Xiban general gritted his teeth and said, "Although these three fires completely exposed the ambush of the Xiban to Yunguo's eyes, Yunguo's every move was also completely under the surveillance of the Xiban.

There is a faint fragrance of flowers in the night, the fragrance of flowers is very elegant, making people smell very comfortable, as if wandering in the arms of their mothers, it is so beautiful, so cheerful, so happy.

General Xiban couldn't help but feel like a fairy, where did this taste come from?

Luo Ning stared at the three fires tightly, and at the same time quietly stared at Qian'er, and Qian'er added the confused grass in her hand to the fire little by little.

Suddenly, Qian'er seemed to think of something, as if she wanted to throw all the confused grass into a fire, Qian'er's tears fell suddenly, and her hand seemed to be still, but in the end, she still divided the ecstasy grass in her hand into three points and threw it into the fire according to Luo Ning's instructions.

Luo Ning let out a long breath, the matter is almost over, and the final finishing work is to bury these three fires, otherwise if Yunguo's army lives on the shore of Crescent Lake, even the fragrance left behind will make Yunguo's army walk, and then it will be a big joke.

But Luo Ning's heart was also more half-mentioned, her eyes were firmly fixed on Qian'er's figure, Qian'er seemed to be raising something, and the battle on the shore of Crescent Lake had already begun.

"Miss Qian'er, shall we put out the fire now?" A soldier stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"Ah, wait, wait until the fire is all on fire, and then bury it directly with earth." Qian'er said casually, although Qian'er is still dressed as a man, but no one in the entire military camp knows that Qian'er is a daughter, and there is an open secret that the third son of the Fan family seems to like this Qian'er, so the soldiers who originally belonged to the Fan family's army have some respect for Qian'er.

"Yes!" The soldier immediately replied respectfully.

Luo Ning's heart was relieved, although Qian'er seemed to be a little hesitant, but at the most critical juncture, she still knew what to do, and knew what to do to trust her.

A pinch of soil slowly extinguished the flames. Qian'er just looked at the three mounds quietly.

"Miss Qian'er, it's been destroyed." The soldier hurriedly stepped forward to report.

"Okay, go back immediately!" Qian'er waved her hand and motioned for the three hundred soldiers to evacuate first.

And she stood quietly beside the three fires. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Luo Ning's heart suddenly lifted, but she could only look at Qian'er, but she couldn't stop Qian'er from doing something.

"Miss, I'm sorry!" Qian'er's tears fell, but she still resolutely took out a leather bag from her bosom, poured the contents on the side of the three fires, and then turned to leave.

After Luo Ning saw Qian'er leave, she immediately walked carefully to the location where Qian'er was just now, the three fires were buried well, but there was a black secret mark next to the three fires.

Luo Ning carefully got the secret mark, and then cut the secret mark with a sword with a sword, then took a handkerchief from his arms, put the black soil in the handkerchief and wrapped it carefully, and then carefully buried the place with soil, which bypassed the direction of Qian'er's departure and left carefully.

Along the way, Luo Ning's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, what is a sister, what is a friend, she is not good enough for Qian'er, or is Qian'er not loyal enough to herself? But everything is Qian'er's own choice, Luo Ning's heart is completely cold, only the bright moonlight makes Luo Ning's cold heart feel a little warm.

"I hope you don't let me get hurt!" Luo Ning smiled slightly and said to the moon in the sky.

The moon in the sky also shone its brilliance on Luo Ning's body, and it seemed that he could feel the pain and struggle in Luo Ning's heart.

The firelight, sword light, and the screams of human voices were intertwined, and the father and son of the Fan family captured the shore of the Crescent Lake like a bamboo, and now they have entered the final stage, one is to count the food, and the other is to gather the old, weak, sick and disabled together.