If there is a big change in the border pass, the generals will abandon the small village and stick to the big village.

Nomad Muqing was very greedy for the steamed cake slices, swallowed his saliva, and continued: "The Zhenrong army also has movements, there are three infantry barracks, and two horse barracks are ready to be opened. ”

After Mo Lingfeng heard this, he looked very lonely.

She and her small Dingyuan army were completely forgotten and guarded very thoroughly.

She was very dissatisfied and said: "If this continues, we will not be able to come out until all the Zhenrong troops are killed!" ”

She slapped the table angrily, and the table and the candy box were all still, only her own slap quietly reddened.

Nomad Qing listened to it and thought so, but his mind was not very clever and he could not make advanced opinions, and at the same time continued to salivate over the baked slices.

Mo Lingfeng stretched out his hand and pointed to the corner of his mouth: "Wipe your saliva." ”

She broke open a piece of crispy qiong leaf, handed the small half to nomad Muqing, chewed it slowly, and after chewing, she revealed the indifferent wisdom of the Mo family: "This is a good opportunity, we must not miss it." ”

Nomad Qing let out a "hmm".

He quietly stretched out his hand on the table - he just loves to eat and drink, and his stomach has been filled with excessive food and wine all year round, and he has not grown long.

Just as his hand was about to touch the target, Mo Lingfeng suddenly let out a loud voice and shouted angrily: "Don't eat!" ”

Nomad Qing, who was engrossed in stealing food, and Yin Nan, who was dismantling the trick in his heart, trembled together, and under Mo Lingfeng's forced gaze, Nomad Qing immediately withdrew his hand and replied seriously: "Yes, don't eat." ”

Mo Lingfeng reprimanded him with a small shelf: "You know how to eat, I asked you to check who has trouble with Wang Yunsheng, have you found out?" I'm telling you, you won't find out—"

Before she finished speaking, Nomad Muqing suddenly patted her head: "I found out!" ”

He squatted down to Mo Lingfeng's side and began to mutter: "Feng Fan, the commander of the Tiger Battalion, once I invited his subordinates to dinner, and I heard that Dutou said that he was originally going to be promoted to deputy commander, but he called back at Wang Zhizhou, Wang Zhizhou didn't like his name, saying that he was a fan of everything." ”

"Will he go to Huaiyuan Village this time?"

"My subordinates don't know, but it's easy to inquire."

"Apart from Feng Fan, is there anyone else who is at odds with Wang Yunsheng?"

"This, my subordinates don't know for the time being."

Mo Lingfeng stretched out his slap and slapped his head: "Just know how to eat, get out!" ”

Nomad Muqing rolled over, rolled back at dinnertime, and brought Mo Lingfeng a bamboo tube of iced sweet bean syrup, and before he entered the door, he heard a whimpering sound in the house, as if the indescribable sorrow was flowing out, but it was not smooth enough, spitting and spitting, intermittently, making the listener hold his breath and feel uncomfortable for her.

Nomad Muqing hurriedly carried the pot in and poured Mo Lingfeng a lamp: "Girl, drink this, just taken out of the ice water." ”

Mo Lingfeng's mouth was dry, and when he saw that the porcelain bowl was covered with fine and dense water droplets, he put it away, picked up the teacup, and drank half of it in one go, thinking that this thing was delicious, and if he didn't put it in ice water, his brother could also drink a little.

Putting down the teacup, she wanted to bring a pot for Wu Jin when she went back.

Nomad Muqing saw that she didn't bother anymore, so she said: "Feng Fan's camp is just about to go, and I inquired about it, and tomorrow there will be a sacrifice." ”

Yin Nan came back with an urn of mutton, and when he saw Nomad Qing, he put the porcelain urn on the table with a "boom", the table shook violently, and there was a painful "creak", and the lid of the porcelain urn also "clanged".

Then she uncovered Mo Leaf and inserted a long-handled spoon into it, allowing Mo Leaf to scoop the mutton and eat it.

Mo Lingfeng picked up the spoon, ate a spoonful, turned his head and said to the nomadic Qing: "Tomorrow, call everyone to the school field, and after the sacrifice, follow me." ”

She dropped the spoon, picked up the teacup, and drank the sugar water in the bowl: "You are not allowed to be in the limelight, you must be obscure." ”

Reaching out to take the bamboo tube, she drank the remaining sugar water in one go, and pushed the urn of mutton to Yin Nan: "You go too." ”

In her heart, Yin Nan is her guard, thug, and big girl, and Yin Nan is murderous, she can go to the battlefield to make contributions, but she can't be her sharpest sword.

Nomad Qing can make this knife - he is far superior to Yin Nan.

A treasure knife that is only unsheathed at a critical moment must be kept secret.

Moreover, the Dingyuan Army cannot always be under the control of the nomadic Qing, she must be in charge of it herself.

In the future she planned for herself, Yin Nan, Yin Bei, and Nomad Qing, she had already set up her position, and now she was only one military advisor like Zhao Shiheng, who had no worries and conspired with the Mo family.

This person can be Wu Jin or not.

She was young enough to have a long time to make a decision.

Two minutes before the end of the next day, drums sounded on the field of the army colonel.

The big school field can stand a team of 10,000 people, there are houses on both sides to rest, there is a little soldier platform in front, there is a pedestal on both sides of the high platform, the flagpole is erected high, the flag of the Zhenrong army is hung, the gold characters on the black background, the word "Zhenrong" dragon and phoenix dance, the edge is exposed, the strokes are like swords, guns, swords, halberds, straight outside the flag, and tumbling in the sassy cold wind, hunting sounds.

The eight-sided cowhide drum sounded in unison, the Zhenrong army took a battalion as a phalanx, rumbled to the school field, for a time the swords and guns were like a forest, the heads of the capital covered the armor with crimson embroidered shirts, carved dragons and eagles on it, the commanders were dazzling in the armor, and the fierce generals stood on the point platform, glaring angrily, like King Kong.

The 1,500 men in the three-infantry barracks and the 800 men in the two-horse barracks were waiting solemnly in the middle of the training ground.

Mo Lingfeng arrived early and led Yin Nan to stand on the far left, and the other hundred soldiers who were not in the battalion also followed her to stand on the far left and made a phalanx.

The soldiers looked sideways, especially the series of people who knew about it, and their eyes were sharp, shooting straight at Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng didn't care about it at all, she just stood, she was too short and too small to look past the dense square formation, to see which one was Feng Fan, and she could only look up to see the generals standing on the platform.

After a while, she asked the nomadic Qing beside her: "Who is Weng Weng standing in the middle?" ”

Nomad Muqing stood on tiptoe, looked at it, couldn't see it very clearly, tried to distinguish a few more glances, and whispered: "It's a kind of family celebration, the right army of the Zhenrong Army, and Gaoping Village was built by him." ”

Then he lowered his voice: "He is famous for his loyalty and bravery, I heard that in the past Hengshan decisive battle, he was only a capital, and he had the will to die for the country, leading a hundred people, and swore that he would never let Jin Yu advance half a step." ”

The decisive battle of Hengshan was very tragic, the corpses of the two armies blocked the canyon and mountain roads, and countless soldiers threw their heads and spilled their blood, swearing to defend the territory to the death, so that there was a decades-long peace.

Mo Lingfeng immediately stood in awe of Chong Jiaqing: "Then he has come back from the battle to the death with one enemy and one hundred?" ”

"That's not it, I heard that he led a hundred people to ambush on the road that Jin Yu must pass, but Jin Yu made a strange move and didn't take this road, they waited until it was dark, and they didn't even see a figure, and when they went back, they saw that Hengshan was finished."

Mo Lingfeng was dumbfounded, and said after a while: "Luck makes heroes." ”