Ganjun Mountain is vast and majestic, like a grand picture, wantonly unfolding towards the mountains farther away.

In this picture scroll full of early winter chill, Zhao Fuling is wearing a bright red cloak, sitting on a white horse, as strong and dazzling as the sun.

The silver spear she held behind her glowed with cold light, long and imposing, and together with the slightly pressed eyes, it also carried a breathtaking majesty.

The Tartar army ambushed on the mountainside was in an instant uproar, and they didn't understand why such a Han woman appeared behind them.

They didn't fully understand what Zhao Lingling said, but it didn't prevent them from detecting that it was a contemptuous and provocative tone!

Knowing that he had been exposed, the leader of the Tartars instantly stood up and roared angrily, and more than thirty people behind him also stood up.

"Broken bamboo!" With a shout, the white horse received the letter, raised his head high, and sprinted down from the top of the mountain at a gallop.

The cold wind swept across his cheeks, like a knife and stabbing like ice, but it couldn't hide Zhao Fuling's burning heart.

The spear slashed a trailing silver light in the vast air, and with a single flip, it swept away a flood of Tartar soldiers.

Pozhu took her into a no-man's land, and Thirteen, Ah Yue and others immediately followed. The four war horses galloped one after another, like a sharp knife, instantly breaking through the formation of thirty people, tearing open a hole in the original encirclement.

The red cloak that hunted with the cold wind, like a bright flag, pointed out the direction for the city defenders who rushed later.

"Miss Zhao is in front." Mr. Qian shouted, drew his blade and said sonorously, "Brothers, rush!" ”

The defenders of the five hundred cities instantly pounced like hungry tigers, and defeated the Tartar army that had torn the hole again. The sound of blades colliding was endless, the sky was dim, the evening breeze was cold, but everyone's hearts were hot.

The disparity between the two sides is too great, and the outcome is beyond doubt.

It's just that the defenders of the city rarely have such a chance to meet the enemy head-on, and the soldiers are like catching a meat cat, and they keep playing with the remaining few people who are stubbornly resisting.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that all the enemy troops were completely annihilated!

Mr. Qian wiped his sweat, grinned unabashedly, and asked Zhao Fuling: "Miss Zhao, why are there so few people?" ”

Zhao Fuling changed the spear, dismounted to inspect the corpses, and said while inspecting: "It's a bit small, I suspect they have a base camp on the nearby hills." ”

Mr. Qian's eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Then let's all come, why don't we?" ”

As soon as she heard her family's traditional "everything is coming", Zhao Fuling couldn't help laughing.

She straightened up and said to Mr. Qian with a smile: "First count the casualties of the brothers, and then send a team to explore the way." When we find out what is true and false, we will make plans. ”

Mr. Qian immediately took the order and left, and Thirteen approached and asked, "Girl, I'll lead someone forward?" ”

"Yes, you order about twenty people first, and we will follow after cleaning the battlefield."

After that, Zhao Fuling took out three fireworks from her arms and said, "Take this as a letter, if there are less than 100 people, you will light one." If there are less than 200 people, light two, and if more than 200 people light three, and quickly withdraw to join us! ”

Thirteen looked at the fireworks with some curiosity, and after Zhao Lingling taught him how to use them, he carefully put them away and lit more than twenty people to leave.

Ah Yue pretended to be dead and secretly injured Zhao Fuling among the people who fell, so he followed the other party inch by inch.

After everyone cleaned up the battlefield, Mr. Qian brought a roll of something similar to parchment: "Miss Zhao, I found this thing in the arms of a Tartar." ”

Zhao Fuling took it and unfolded it, and found that there was a detailed topographic map of the mountains drawn on it, although it was marked with the text of nomads, but the corresponding city was the area of Qidu Anxi.

She frowned and said to Mr. Qian: "This is the topographic map of the cities of Anxi, and these people who hid in Ganjun Mountain are probably spies. ”

Mr. Qian was taken aback, he hurriedly poked his head to look left and right, and finally pointed to the location of a city wall marked in the middle of the two mountains and said, "This is our Ganzhou." ”

Zhao Fuling also saw some doorways, and she guessed: "These people have been coming to Ganjun Mountain for a long time, and since they have mixed in to inquire about the news of various states, maybe there is movement now." ”

"Will there be an army attacking Zhengrong Pass?" Ah Yue interjected.

Zhao Fuling nodded: "There will definitely be a large army attacking Zhengrong Pass, and other places should also be attacked." However, now that they know the whereabouts of Jingmo, they may also abandon Zhengrong Pass and take a detour to other places. ”

Li Jingmo's name as the young god of war is well-known among the northern nomads, and he is a person they are afraid of.

Before Li Ce ascended the throne, the Zhengrongguan generation had always been peaceful, just because Li Jingmo was guarded.

Later, after Li Jingmo "died tragically in the palace", these northern Tartars were ready to move again.

It's just that they didn't catch up with the good times, and in the first half of the year, they looked forward and looked back, and they always felt that what Daqi released was fake news. Later, it was determined that Li Jingmo was dead and was going to start the whole army to attack, but who expected Li Jingmo to come back to life.

Eighty percent of the current grassland kings also feel bad luck when they think about it!

It's just that the major events in the country are decided after thinking about it together by the princes and ministers, and the grassland is not as good as the Central Plains, so it is not easy to get all the ministries to work together to unite.

Therefore, the army has been reorganized, and naturally we can't retreat because Li Jingmo is still alive.

If you really retreat, it will affect morale!

After listening to Zhao Fuling's analysis, Mr. Qian was very worried about Zhengrongguan, but Ah Yue glanced at Zhao Fuling in surprise, and only felt that this woman was extraordinary.

Although Miss Zhao Jiachang is wise and knowledgeable, she may not be able to have many insights in warfare.

It's this Miss Zhao who has a lot of experience.

Zhao Fuling didn't ask them to think about it, only put away the parchment map and said, "Let's follow the scout team first and find out the nest of these spies." ”

Everyone didn't say much, and after finishing the rectification, they followed in the direction of more than 13 people.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a firework suddenly exploded in the night sky in the distance.

Everyone looked up in shock by this movement, only to see that the dark and dark night was instantly illuminated, and a large rain of fireworks scattered in all directions.

The desolate and silent night instantly became bright, and the whole mountain seemed to be illuminated.

Mr. Qian's eyes widened in shock, and he stammered: "This, what is this......"

Before he finished speaking, there was another "bang", and another firework also flew into the sky.

The soldiers had never seen such an amazing and grand scene, they all raised their heads and closed their mouths, and Zhao Fuling also stopped his horse and frowned slightly.

There were more people hiding in the mountains than she had imagined.

I just waited for a while, but I didn't see the third firework go off, indicating that the other party had more than a hundred people.

Less than ten of the five hundred people on this side suffered some minor injuries, and there was almost no loss, and naturally there was an advantage over the top 100 people.

But entering an unfamiliar environment at night, the defenders of these cities will suffer more or less casualties.

As long as it is war, it means that people will die.

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