After all, Jiang Pengji was born in the army. Even if she retired from the front line, it didn't mean that she was completely away from the battlefield.
She just didn't take the lead like she used to.
Zhang Jike's Table Tennis: "Is the streamer worried that Fu Wang and the others will fail miserably? She's here to hold the line for them. "
Jiang Pengji said sarcastically, "This credit is free. It's not difficult at all. If Fu Wang can't even handle such a small matter, he'll be sent back to his hometown to plant sweet potatoes. I'm worried about them? Why should I be worried about a few good-for-nothings? "
Yuying: "(# ^. ^ #) I can't get tired of seeing the streamer's hypocritical and arrogant look. If you push Fu Wang to the end and send him back to his hometown to plant sweet potatoes, who will get Sister Huijun's alimony, milk powder, diapers, and education fees?
Even after so many years, the salted fish still couldn't let go of the fact that Fu Wang, the pig trotter, had stolen their love.
For the sake of the cute twins, they reluctantly accepted Fu Wang.
Jiang Pengji said, "Worried about them? No, I'm just supervising the battle. "
The salted fish were used to Jiang Pengji's hypocrisy. After all, the stubborn streamer was also their favorite. She was a treasure in the world.
It was dark and quiet everywhere. Only the sound of the patrolling cavalry's hooves and the crackling of the torches could be heard.
Fu Wang wore a dignified and heavy armor with beast rings. It made his burly body look like a small mountain. The march was tough. He could only squeeze out time to clean his face for half a month. The last time he shaved was eight days ago. Because he hadn't shaved for a long time, the green stubble on his cheeks and cheeks was a little long and messy. The helmet pressed against his stubble, making him very uncomfortable …
If he wasn't rational, he would have pulled out the long knife at his waist and shaved his face.
Xie Ze patrolled everywhere. When he came back to report, he found Fu Wang scratching his face from time to time. He thought he had been bitten by a mosquito in the forest.
"I still have some insect repellent powder here. Would General Fu like to use some?"
Xie Ze took off the medicine bag hanging at his waist and handed it to Fu Wang.
Fu Wang was stunned. After two breaths, he realized Xie Ze had misunderstood. He waved his hand and said, "It's not a mosquito bite. I don't need it."
Xie Ze looked surprised and asked curiously, "Then why does General Fu keep scratching his face?"
Fu Wang said with some embarrassment, "My stubble is pricking my face, and I didn't bring my razor with me …"
Xie Ze: "…"
What could he do?
Naturally, he revealed an awkward but polite smile.
Fu Wang was not considered young among the crowd, but everyone realized that he had yet to grow a beard.
No matter how busy he was with the war, he would still squeeze out half a day to comb the stubble on his face.
Although not growing a beard did not diminish Fu Wang's manliness, others always felt that something was missing.
Xie Ze asked curiously. Fu Wang said faintly, "My family doesn't like it. They say it's irritating."
The appearance of the twins took after Huijun. Their skin was tender and smooth. Fu Wang would sneak a kiss and it would always make the child cry. Over time, the child did not like to be close to him. In desperation, Fu Wang could only give up on the idea of growing a beard and shave every other day.
It was fine if he didn't have a beard or had a long beard, but the most annoying thing was a beard that was neither too long nor too short, and the helmet stuck close to his face to protect his cheeks.
Xie Ze said, "It sounds very envious."
Fu Wang puffed out his chest and said, "Of course."
Another advantage of not growing a beard was that he looked young.
Ever since he had snuck into Huijun's household, Fu Wang hated it when people talked about his age.
Even though he was not much stronger than Huijun, the age difference still made Fu Wang feel insulted. He wished that they were the same age.
The two of them chatted for a while before they tacitly stopped and talked about the results of the patrol.
They all knew that they had to perform meritorious deeds tonight. If they made a mistake … Heh heh, the lord would skin them alive.
Fu Wang was the most cowardly one.
Why?
Because he was henpecked.
If Huijun knew that he was a burden to the lord, the scene would be unimaginable.
Fu Wang and the others were well-prepared and naturally had a card up their sleeves.
Everything was ready, except for the enemy!
Fu Wang did not wait long before the dull sound of horse hooves came from afar.
To ensure the success of this ambush, the warhorses' hooves were tied with cloth strips to reduce the sound when they landed.
"General Fu, there's movement."
"Tsk, you really can't stand being talked about …" A sneer appeared on Fu Wang's face as he suddenly stood up and mounted his horse. He ordered, "Send the order to inform everyone to be on high alert. Not a single fish can escape the net today!"
"Yes!"
Fu Wang and Xie Ze were in charge of different areas. The former was in charge of attack, while the latter was in charge of encirclement and suppression. The two worked together to attack the enemy from the front and back.
The night wind was bleak and the shadows of the trees swayed. The numerous shadows seemed to blend into the night.
If it was just to destroy the granary, An Cui would only need to send a thousand men and horses. It would be easy to expose the target if there were too many people, but his goal was to rob the rations to replenish himself. Naturally, he could not have too few troops. Otherwise, even if they robbed the rations, they would not have enough men to transport them away.
In order to motivate the three armies, An Cui even gambled and made a bold decision — he decided to lead the troops in a night attack!
Of course, this night attack could not be compared to Jiang Pengji's magnificent feat. To put it bluntly, it was to follow in the center of the army. No matter if they advanced or retreated, there would be room. It was the safest. Even so, An Cui was somewhat reluctant. After all, not everyone was like Jiang Pengji, a monster who would feel uncomfortable if she did not fight or kill. An Cui valued his own life the most. Why would he risk his life?
However, he had no choice but to do this.
The morale of the entire army was low. Recently, deserters had been ceaselessly coming in. A rough estimate was that they had lost more than 10,000 low-ranking soldiers.
How could he increase morale?
After thinking about it, the only way was to go into battle personally.
Jiang Pengji's imitation of Lu Zheng's letter was flawless. The rough map given was also real. An Cui led 30,000 carefully selected elites and set off. Along the way, they did not discover anything suspicious. As the army went deeper, An Cui's confidence grew exponentially.
"If we succeed this time, Shaoyin should be rewarded."
An Cui sighed with emotion.
Even though he and Lu Zheng no longer had feelings for each other, Lu Zheng was still loyal to him and plotted for him in every way.
Thinking of their old friendship, An Cui's heart softened a little. He planned to continue using Lu Zheng after he recovered from his illness.
Even if Lu Zheng was dissatisfied with him, so what?
He was the ruler, and Lu Zheng was the subject. The ruler ruled by the subject. Could Lu Zheng overturn the heavens?
With this thought in mind, An Cui let down his guard slightly.
He could relax, but the others did not dare.
After marching for more than two hours, half of the night had passed. An Cui and the others finally approached the location of the granary.
"Are there any abnormalities in the defenses here?"
An Cui was a paranoid person. Once he discovered anything unusual, he would immediately turn around and leave.
"Reporting to my lord, there are no abnormalities."
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