Kang Xintong lowered her head timidly.
"There's no room for discussion. You're still young and don't understand. It's late, go and rest. "
Lu Zheng ordered for her to be driven away. Kang Xintong knew she had said something wrong and looked nervous and afraid. She bit her lower lip so hard that a mark appeared.
"Here, godfather, sleep early too. Don't tire yourself out."
Kang Xintong retreated. Lu Zheng stared at the candlelight in a daze.
"This child is still too young …"
Lu Zheng sighed softly as if he was lamenting.
If Kang Xintong had been calmer, she would have realized that Lu Zheng didn't despise her for saying such treacherous words. He didn't even reprimand her. It could be seen that Lu Zheng wasn't completely loyal to An Cui. He even had many complaints.
Just as Lu Zheng had said, Kang Xintong was too young. Her thoughts were all natural and didn't know the twists and turns.
Lu Zheng's personality determined that he wasn't someone who would surrender without a fight.
Flattery was better than death!
It was the same even if An Cui was a pig.
After this conversation, Lu Zheng was no different than usual. Kang Xintong, on the other hand, felt guilty and regretful.
She had been too impulsive. Even though it was for her godfather's good, he had assisted An Cui for so long. He couldn't just give up.
Kang Xintong was regretting when a loud horn sounded outside the tent. The drums were beating like thunder, causing the sand on the ground to tremble.
Her heart tightened. She secretly opened the tent's curtain and looked outside.
Although she couldn't see anything from here, she could feel a murderous aura choking her throat and preventing her from breathing as she looked at the much emptier military camp and the sound of the war drums coming from afar. Kang Xintong looked at the hurried figures and murmured softly.
"There's another battle. Is godfather alright?"
The battle had lasted from dawn to dusk. During this time, many wounded soldiers had been carried back from outside.
Some of the wounded soldiers were bathed in blood and looked like blood people. Their original appearance could not be seen. Some of them had broken limbs and wreckage, and their human forms could not be seen.
All of them were in so much pain that they wanted to die. Moans of pain flowed from the corners of their lips. Almost none of them had their arms or legs intact. Their bodies were covered in wounds. If she wasn't still alive, Kang Xintong would have suspected that she had come to the underworld …
Kang Xintong obeyed Lu Zheng's warning and did not dare to run around. Every time the battle started, she would hide in her tent. While his heart was beating like a drum, he listened to the movements outside. Even though Jiang Pengji was her idol, she knew that once An Cui was defeated, the military camp would be in danger. Not only would she be in danger, but her godfather would also meet with misfortune. Therefore, every time there was a war, she would worry for a long time, from the moment the war drums sounded until the gongs sounded to retreat.
He was worried that Jiang Pengji would lose and that his foster father would be in danger …
She asked someone to leave some food for Lv Zheng. She cooked a small stove to keep him warm so that he could eat hot food as soon as he came back. Perhaps it was because the enemy's offensive had become much fiercer and the war was in a tight situation, Lu Zheng did not deal with his chores for the past two days. He was summoned by An Cui for a meeting before dawn and did not return even when the moon was high in the sky. Not knowing how the battle situation was, Kang Xintong yawned next to the small stove. When she woke up, she did not see Lu Zheng return.
"Could it be that we've lost today …"
Kang Xintong recalled the number of wounded soldiers she saw during the day. The number was indeed greater than the previous few times, and it looked even more tragic.
She hugged her knees and waited for a while. Finally, she heard familiar footsteps coming from outside the tent.
Kang Xintong was energized and her sleepiness disappeared completely.
"Godfather!"
She called out. The tent flap was lifted. With the help of a few candles in the tent, she could barely see who it was.
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
Lu Zheng was slightly stunned. Kang Xintong had already stepped forward to welcome him.
He subconsciously took a step back, but it was still too late. Kang Xintong smelled the scent of blood on his body and her expression changed drastically.
Kang Xintong asked hurriedly, "Is Godfather injured?"
Lu Zheng raised his hand to cover his left arm and shook his head. "Swords have no eyes in front of a battle. It's inevitable that he will be injured."
Kang Xintong said, "Godfather is the military supervisor. He's in the middle of the army. How can he be injured so easily?"
Unless the formation of the three armies was broken by the enemy and the enemy rushed into their own formation, it was possible that Lu Zheng, who was heavily protected, would be accidentally injured.
Lu Zheng's brows showed some fatigue. He said, "Today's battle situation is not optimistic. The enemy's combat power is extremely strong, while our army …"
He wanted to say something but stopped.
In terms of the number of troops in the three armies, An Cui undoubtedly had a great advantage. They were almost twice as many as the enemy.
But … in terms of overall combat quality, the elites under Jiang Pengji's command obeyed orders strictly. Their ability to carry out battles was extremely strong, and the combat power they displayed was naturally tyrannical. Even without Jiang Pengji, who was a bug in the game, charging and killing at the front, they gradually suppressed An Cui's arrogance.
Lu Zheng had seen countless storms and waves, but he had never wanted to curse like he did today.
Look at the enemy's combat quality, look at his own people's ability to carry out their tasks …
The troops under Jiang Pengji's command used their actions to tell An Cui that numbers didn't mean everything.
Their quality was inferior to the enemy's, and An Cui had recruited so many ordinary young men in such a short period of time who were waving flags and shouting battle cries. They had forcefully lowered the overall quality of the troops. Over the past few days, Lu Zheng had tasted what it meant to be "powerless." He almost couldn't suppress his negative emotions.
In his mind, he had several formations to deal with the enemy. He cooperated with the chief commander to issue military orders, but the effect was far from what he had expected.
It was as if his brain was active and he tried to control his body to counterattack and defend against the enemy, but his limbs wouldn't listen to him. He was either paralyzed and stiff, or he was flailing about. He could only watch helplessly as the enemy's raised blade pierced into his body.
Lu Zheng had returned so late that day, not only because he was injured, but more importantly, because An Cui had made him stay behind and reprimanded him.
Everyone knew what the crux of the matter was, but no one stood up for Lu Zheng.
They didn't dare to say it.
What did they say?
That the overall combat power of the army wasn't strong because the quality of the troops that An Cui had forcibly recruited was too weak. Not only did they not increase their combat power, but they were also holding them back? If they said that, it would be tantamount to questioning An Cui's decision and ability. No one wanted to commit a crime when An Cui was furious. Lu Zheng became the scapegoat. Of course, An Cui still had a sense of propriety. Although he said it was a reprimand, he actually didn't say anything harsh …
After all, his trusted aide and right-hand man, Hua Yuan, wasn't here.
He still needed to rely on Lu Zheng now. He couldn't completely offend him and disappoint him.
Kang Xintong was silent. She only brought the warm food to Lu Zheng, hoping that he would eat a little.
"I'm afraid that in this battle … I'll try my best to help you settle down."
Jiang Pengji still didn't participate in the battle, but the army led by Fu Wang was assisted by a few famous strategists. Lu Zheng was surrounded by useless teammates. He had the heart but not the strength. Before the situation worsened, he planned to first find a way out for Kang Xintong and ensure her safety.
"I'm not going anywhere!"
Kang Xintong refused resolutely. Lu Zheng ate in silence, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Without waiting for Lu Zheng to come up with a plan, bad news arrived two days later. It shocked the entire army and made them anxious and uneasy.
200,000 dans of rations had been stolen!
An Cui was so angry that his entire body trembled. He killed the general who was responsible for escorting the rations. In his heart, he even cursed 18 generations of Jiang Pengji's ancestors.
Lu Zheng frowned slightly.
Jiang Pengji, who had been in seclusion for two months, had appeared.
She seized 200,000 dans of rations in one move.
Lu Zheng sighed and said, "It's really her style …"
It was fine if she didn't move, but once she did, she would kill.
In response, Jiang Pengji expressed her apology.
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