Mr. Qian was very hesitant, and even a little afraid to look at Zhao Fuling's earnest gaze.

In today's battle, they wiped out more than 100 Tartar army scouts, and most of the credit was attributed to Zhao Fuling.

From judging the enemy's situation to commanding the battle, Zhao Fuling behaved calmly and confidently, regardless of her own martial arts. At first, Mr. Qian only regarded her as the Seventh Imperial Princess, so she had more respect than respect.

But now, after working together for one night, he has already changed his opinion of Zhao Fuling, and he admires it from the bottom of his heart.

Since Zhao Fuling said that there was a war in Qianzhou, it was true......

But each state city is only equipped with 1,200 city defenders, and they take these 500 people to support Qianzhou, what should I do if something happens in Ganzhou?

You know, Ganzhou is not far from Qianzhou, and even closer than Nashunzhou!

If the army really storms Qianzhou, I'm afraid Ganzhou will not be peaceful.

As the general of the Ganzhou garrison, he naturally had to consider Ganzhou first.

Mr. Qian was a little ashamed of his selfish thoughts, but he still tended to lead his troops back to Ganzhou.

Zhao Fuling saw his thoughts, and was not embarrassed, but sighed and said, "That's it, then you take someone back to Ganzhou, but you have to send someone to send news to Zhengrongguan first, and then leave some spare weapons for us."

Mr. Qian was shocked when he heard the latter sentence: "Miss Zhao still wants to go?"

He thought that if he withdrew his troops, Zhao Fuling should also change his mind and follow them back to Ganzhou.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fuling still planned to go to Qianzhou.

Zhao Fuling nodded, her face was calm, and she didn't mean to blame the other party: "Qizhou is very important to Zhengrong Pass, no matter what, I have to go to see it to rest assured."

Even if she doesn't have manpower, she can also go to find out the news and maintain communication with Zhengrong Pass, so as not to catch Li Jingmo off guard.

Mr. Qian became entangled again, and Zhao Fuling was about to tell him to go back first, but he suddenly changed his mind and said, "In that case, how about the subordinates who led 300 people back to the city and left 200 for the girl?"

There are still 700 men left in the city, and 300 are brought back, and 1,000 men will be able to defend the city.

As for the two hundred......

If you're lucky, follow Zhao Fuling to make a name for yourself. If he is unlucky, he can only do his best to protect the future Seventh Emperor Princess, so that his family can be properly settled after his death.

They are ordinary people, and this is the case for the rest of their lives.

Zhao Fuling's gaze swept over Mr. Qian's face, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and finally said, "Ask the brothers, if you have volunteered to follow me. If so, a bow and arrows for each man."

General Qian ordered to leave, and Fang Qiu stepped forward immediately and asked Zhao Fuling, "Girl, what if there is no one?"

"If there is no one, then we will go three." Zhao Fuling looked at him with a smile and teased, "Are you afraid?"

Fang Qiu stroked his beard and laughed: "I have been a grass coward for many years, and it is already glorious to be a soldier, how can I be afraid?"

Zhao Fuling also smiled, and the corner of her eyes swept to Ah Yue looking at this, Zhao Fuling turned her head and raised her eyebrows at him.

Ah Yue immediately retracted his gaze, looking a little embarrassed.

All three sat on horseback and were able to see the movements of all the soldiers.

After Mr. Qian finished speaking, many soldiers hesitated, but some of them were very active and squeezed to the front, seemingly willing to go with Zhao Ling.

In the end, the number of people was determined to be seventy-six, plus Zhao Fuling and the three of them, it was exactly eighty.

Zhao Fuling asked the seventy-six people to change their weapons to more advantageous, and each of them was equipped with a bow and arrow, and then they each loaded dry food and set off.

There weren't many of them, and they were light and easy, so they were much faster than before.

The people on both sides parted ways, and Mr. Qian sent someone to Zhengrong Pass to deliver the letter.

On Zhao Lingling's side, Fang Qiu acted as a scout with great interest and brought ten people to explore the way.

In the afternoon, two soldiers came back to report that there were traces of soldiers and horses heading to Qianzhou on the road.

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The defenders of some cities did not have much combat experience, and it is impossible to tell how many people there were based on the traces on the ground, but they should have been at least more than 1,000 people.

Zhao Fuling said: "The enemy army wants to fight Qizhou, but he is afraid that he will be outflanked by Zhengrong's attention, and the opponent's number must be controlled more exquisitely. We can't go head-to-head with them this time, we can only outwit them, and we have to cooperate with Qizhou."

Qianzhou is smaller than Ganzhou, and I don't know how the defenders of the inner city are equipped, but it is indeed an easy place to capture.

Zhao Fuling could only pray that the other party would stay for a while longer and hold on until they passed.

Everyone hurried slowly, and after nightfall, they finally arrived at a village only twenty miles away from Qianzhou.

It was pitch black in the village, and the doors of every house were open, but no one was holding the lights, and there was not even the sound of livestock.

Zhao Fuling felt bad in her heart, and asked Fang Qiu to go in to check, and when Fang Qiu came back, her voice trembled and said, "Girl, the people of this village...... They were all slaughtered."

When he said this, he had a thick nasal voice, and the rough man who was more than eight feet tall had red eyes.

Zhao Fuling paused and didn't speak for a long time.

I don't know how long it took for her to find her voice, very low and soft, as if soaked in an endless chill.

"Not a single one alive?"

Fang Qiu shook his head, as if something was blocked in his throat, and he was a little speechless: "The valuable items and food in the house have been robbed, and the poultry has not been left......

Even the toddler in the swaddling child, the other party did not let go.

Fang Qiu couldn't describe how he felt when he saw these scenes, he only felt that his blood seemed to freeze instantly, cold from head to toe.

That's why, from the common people to the dignitaries and nobles, Daqi is particularly disgusted with the north.

Because wherever *** passes, it is like locusts passing through, and not a single grass grows.

Daqi has never tortured and killed captives, let alone slaughtered unarmed civilians, but these *** will do this......

Fang Qiu clenched his fists fiercely, his eyes full of scarlet hatred!

Zhao Fuling slowly suppressed the fire that surged into her heart, raised her eyes to look at the heavy night, and only felt that a fierce beast was closing in her chest, and it was rampage inside.

She was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Go ten more miles, and then take a break."

Fang Qiu sulked his head and said "um", Ah Yue looked at Zhao Fuling, and saw that the other party's eyes were slightly condensed, and his eyes were cold.

Because of this sudden situation, the atmosphere in the team is particularly dignified. Eighty men walked in silence at night, and could not hear a word of whispering or conversation except the sound of footsteps and horses' hooves.

I don't know how long it took, but the team gradually stopped, and everyone rested on the spot.

Fang Qiu went to explore the road as usual, and after a quarter of an hour, he came back in the dark and said to Zhao Fuling: "There are about 3,000 enemy troops under the city of Qizhou, and there should be a truce just now, and there is no movement."

Zhao Fuling handed the dry food in her arms to Fang Qiu, lowered her eyes, and responded lightly.

Fang Qiu couldn't eat, he just stared at Zhao Lingling and asked, "Girl, what should we do now?"