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Chapter 1483

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The wind fanned the flames, and the fire burned vigorously.

Even from far away, one could see the thick smoke rising into the sky from Zhanjiang Pass.

Jiang Pengji and the rest looked calm. Not to mention them, the soldiers under the tent did not have any reaction. Those who were supposed to put out the fire did so, those who were supposed to move the injured soldiers did so, and those who were supposed to move the catapult carts did so. The mental fortitude of the idle fish in the live broadcast room was not as strong.

Many salted fish covered their mouths and vomited after watching for a while.

Especially when Jiang Pengji said, "There's the smell of cooked meat in the air," the entire bullet screen stopped.

She had been chased off the city gate tower by Qiguan Rang and was feeling gloomy. When she saw the salted fish's reaction, her depressed mood rose a few notches.

Host V: "No way. How many years have you been with me? What kind of bloody and violent scenes have you not seen?" This is just a small matter. Calm down. There were some things that the more one saw, the more one would naturally calm down. They were still lacking in knowledge.

Jiang Pengji spoke casually, as if what was burning outside was not thousands of corpses but thousands of suckling pigs.

Toudu Feiqiu: "You can never get used to this kind of thing. After all, the environment is different."

Guicai Guo Fengxiao: "Once again, I'm impressed. I can travel to another world, but not in the ancient times. If I have to be in the ancient times, I can't be in troubled times. If I have to be in troubled times, I can't be a soldier. If I have to be a soldier, I can't be a pawn." The victory of the two feudal vassals was basically piled up with the lives of the soldiers at the bottom. It wasn't that the host wasn't good, it was just that as a pawn, he really didn't have any future.

Yan Tianmen Grand Uncle-Master: "Speaking of time travel, I suddenly remembered that the next round of Dream of a Thousand Years will start the day after tomorrow."

Puff Up Proud Flat Chest: "He's a Lucky Emperor after all. His treatment shouldn't be that bad. It'll be a pain in the ass if he's sent to the battlefield."

Yu Longyin: "Aren't they afraid of being thrown into the battlefield? Are they deserters? If they meet the streamer, maybe they can ask for her autograph and take a picture with her."

The salted fish were the best at straying from the topic. Just a moment ago, they were trembling in fear, covering their mouths and vomiting. Now that their attention was diverted, they immediately began to imagine the identity of the next "Dream of a Thousand Years" Lucky Emperor. Some people teased, while others immediately came up with interesting jokes.

Looking at the streaming room that had returned to normal, Jiang Pengji snorted secretly.

She was really bored out of her mind. She was actually worried about these salted fishes not adapting well. They were clearly adapting well.

She, on the other hand, should be the one worrying.

"… Once again, I'm impressed by my brilliance …" Jiang Pengji glanced at the God-Slaying Saber in her hand and sighed. "If I hadn't cut down the nearby trees in advance, I don't know how long this fire would have lasted. Perhaps Nie Liang would have been able to take advantage of the situation and break through."

Just as she was feeling emotional, the old general's private message rang.

Your Abba: "It's going to rain soon. This is really the work of the chosen one."

Jiang Pengji's face was full of questions.

"Rain? At this time? "

She looked up at the sky. It had been dark since morning. She could see that it had been raining recently, but not today.

The old chief quickly sent her another message, mocking Jiang Pengji's failure in geography.

Your Abba: "Even though you're already the Legion Commander and the future Marshal of the Federation, and no one will question your education background, don't let the cat out of the bag. Didn't you notice that the terrain of Zhanjiang Pass is very strange? The pass is narrow, the hinterland is wide, the mountains on both sides are high and steep, and the middle is low. This kind of terrain is quite bad in terms of air circulation. It should have been raining on your side, but the fire accelerated the formation of the rainwater. In my opinion, at this rate, it will rain in half an hour at most. Don't you think you should prepare for it?

Jiang Pengji also heard it, and she suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

"I entered the Children's Military School when I was very young. Within two years, I was directly recruited into the Genetic Warrior Training Camp. It's normal for me to fail my cultural classes." Jiang Pengji began to act shamelessly. How could she admit that she was not cultured enough? "Really … It will rain in half an hour?"

The dear old chief only gave her the Eight Syllables.

It was up to her whether she believed it or not.

Jiang Pengji: "…"

You're the top student, you're right!

She was thinking about how to manipulate the situation when a gust of wind came in.

"My lord, I have something to report."

Jiang Pengji said, "Coincidentally, I also have something to tell you."

Wei Ci said, "My lord, you may speak first."

Jiang Pengji said, "I have a premonition that it's going to rain soon."

Wei Ci could not help but laugh. "Coincidentally, I want to talk about this too."

After the fire was ignited, the southeast wind, which was originally gentle, grew stronger. The wind fueled the fire, and it burned even more fiercely at the pass.

The sky, which was initially bright, seemed to be covered with a layer of black gauze, and there was a faint trend of rain.

Jiang Pengji smiled evilly. "I hope that before the fire is extinguished, it will rain, even if it's just a drizzle."

"Exactly," Wei Ci said, "At least the enemy will know."

Jiang Pengji said to him, "One is marked by the company one keeps. The ancients did not deceive me."

Wei Ci was also black-hearted. If Nie Liang really knew, he would be so angry that he would be in trouble.

It was not easy to get back at them with the fire, but who knew that the heavens would not give them face and send rain to help Jiang Pengji and the others extinguish the fire.

Although this was a normal change in the weather, with a little use of public opinion, the image of their lord as the "Child of Destiny" could be created in an instant. Once it was confirmed, the soldiers under Nie Liang's tent would probably be restless for a while. They were naturally not afraid of fighting with others, but if they were to fight with the "Child of Destiny" chosen by the heavens, would there be any hope of victory? Once the morale of the army was shaken, the morale would also be low.

Jiang Pengji was used to using her advantages, so she would naturally not let go of this marketing opportunity.

She looked at Wei Ci and said, "Zixiao, do you think I should set up an altar or perform a sword dance to pray for rain? It would be more effective?"

Wei Ci said, "No, if there is no rain, won't the lord be passive?"

Even if Wei Ci was 90% confident, he dared not joke around with Jiang Pengji's reputation.

Wei Ci rejected it, and Jiang Pengji did not insist. She did not like to dance.

The two of them muttered. Qiguan Rang and the others were in a much more difficult situation. Old Master Sun Wen was sent away due to his old age, so he could not leave at will.

His originally fair and clean face was smoked black, and the beard that he carefully groomed every day was also a little burnt.

Because the fire could not be controlled, Qiguan Rang could only retreat from the danger zone.

The medic saw that the back of his hand was red and swollen, and he suggested, "Military Advisor, the back of your hand is swollen. Why don't you apply some ointment on it first?"

Qiguan Rang agreed. When the medic applied ointment on his hand, a drop of water fell on his eyelashes.

He blinked subconsciously, and after a while, another drop of water fell between his eyebrows.

Qiguan Rang widened his eyes in shock, and he asked the medic with difficulty.

"Do you feel anything? There seemed to be raindrops just now … "

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