Holding those small, colorful clothes in her hands, they were so cute!
Tang Si rattled off a lot of things …
The topic revolved around the child.
Ji Yunshu listened in silence.
At this time …
A soldier came to report.
They said that Young Master Jing had sent someone to deliver news that everything was going smoothly. They had rescued Bai Yin from the Yue Dan camp and even burned their rations. Now, the Yue Dan camp was in a state of chaos, but they still had to stay there to prevent any unforeseen events from happening. Once they had won this battle, they would immediately return.
Ji Yunshu heaved a sigh of relief.
In an instant, he sighed again.
Tang Si was puzzled. "Ah Ji, shouldn't we be happy? They're fine now, but the Yue Dan camp's rations were burned. They won't last long. They'll surrender soon and leave this grassland. "
Ji Yunshu was worried because of Jing Rong.
Jing Rong and the others rescued him from the camp. In other words, Ma Yinghao really wanted to kill him. As a brother, Ma Yinghao would find it hard to accept.
Forget it, it's better to see things clearly.
She looked at Tang Si and pursed her lips into a smile, not saying anything.
Then, she suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, how is Miss Qin?"
'You just remembered?'
Tang Si rolled her eyes and giggled, "Oh, her! She's like a fish in the water. You don't know how happy she is. "
"…"
"You still don't know, but I've been a matchmaker."
"Matchmaker? You mean Miss Qin and Big Brother Lang? "
"Yes, if it weren't for me, that blockhead would still be bashful like a woman! They were already in the same camp the night my father left with his troops. I thought you knew. "
She didn't know!
She wasn't a gossiper, so she naturally didn't know.
After all, how could a pregnant woman be so free?
Ji Yunshu was naturally happy for them. "Miss Qin is a good person. She took good care of me on the way to the Yue Dan camp. It's a good thing that Big Brother Lang is with her."
"Not only is Miss Qin a good person, but she's also very beautiful. But look at that blockhead, he's just like Ah San and Ah Si. How can he compare to my Ah Mo's delicate appearance? It's his good fortune that Miss Qin took a fancy to him. He must be smiling even in his dreams."
He was siding with an outsider!
…
For the past two days, Lang Po had fallen in love with cooking porridge.
At this time, he cooked another pot and brought it to Qin Xi.
He filled a bowl for her!
His eyes were filled with anticipation. "Try it. It's definitely better than last time."
Qin Xi shyly took a sip.
The taste was really good.
"How is it?"
"Delicious."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Then drink more."
"Yes."
She drank a whole bowl.
Lang Po continued to look at her, grinning from ear to ear.
He looked like he had picked up a treasure.
Qin Xi put down the bowl and raised her eyes to look at him. She touched her face and curiously said, "Brother Lang, why do you keep staring at me? Is there something on my face? "
"Of course not!" Lang Po hurriedly waved his hands and blushed. He lowered his head and explained, "It's because you're too good-looking. For a moment … I was lost in thought."
Puff –
Qin Xi bit her lip and smiled.
She was bashful.
The two of them were lovey-dovey.
How unreasonable!
Shi Ziran, the single dog, was speechless.
Two days later.
Hou Liao and Yue Dan started fighting.
It was an intense battle. Both sides were evenly matched and no one had the upper hand at the start. Yue Dan had lost their reinforcements and ran out of rations. They wouldn't be able to hold on for long. Even if they transported rations from the west, it would take half a month. However, Ma Yinghao didn't seem to be in a hurry. He continued to fight with his men and Hou Liao. They were in a stalemate and refused to surrender.
He wouldn't hesitate even if he had to fight until he was down to his last man.
Yue Dan was indeed born to fight. They were much more ferocious than Hou Liao's troops. Hence, even without reinforcements, they were unstoppable.
After a few head-on clashes, neither side was able to gain the upper hand.
Muzar immediately gathered his subordinates to discuss their next step.
"Their rations are running out. They won't be able to hold on for long. We should chase after them and destroy them this morning. We can't give them any chance to survive."
"Behead Ma Yinghao. Let's see if those Yue Dan people will surrender."
"Leader, we should gather our troops and kill them."
"They won't be able to hold on for long. We can't let go of this opportunity."
…
Everyone's morale was high.
They all suggested to chase after them.
Muzar sat at the head of the table with a serious expression. He didn't agree or disagree.
After thinking it over, he said, "Don't chase after a cornered enemy. That's the style of a victor."
Everyone could only wait for the arrangement!
Muzar looked at Geta and ordered, "Geta, tomorrow, bring your men to the south of the Yue Dan camp and set up camp."
Geta: "Yes!"
He then ordered, "Alxa, bring your men to the back of the Yue Dan camp. Listen to my orders and attack in one fell swoop."
Alxa stood up and accepted the order. This person was very young and did not look like the people of the grasslands at all. His figure was similar to that of the people of the Central Plains, and even his appearance was very clean. There was no ambition or desire in his eyes, only coldness and indifference. If it were not for the tiger-skin armor he was wearing, he would have been mistaken for a scholar at first glance.
He didn't have any aura at all. Four years ago, a few Houliao herdsmen ran into trouble in the western plains. They were captured by a tribe and demanded that Houliao give them a hundred sheep, fifty cows, and an empty grassland in exchange. Alxa's father went to rescue them under Muzar's orders. In the end, there was an accident and he was shot to death by the enemy. Thus, Alxa inherited his father's land and troops. At a young age, he controlled tens of thousands of troops. However, he didn't seem to be born to be a general or a leader. Thus, not long after he became the leader, he passed all the power to the people around him.
He was just a figurehead.
Muzar then ordered a few nobles with heavy troops to set off the next day. They would disperse and surround the Yue Dan camp from all directions and completely crush it.
He then ordered Third Master, "We don't have much rations left. He Chi, bring some men back to transport rations. This battle might last for a long time. We can't run out of rations."
"Yes!"
The next day.
The valiant nobles took their troops and set off.
This was equivalent to splitting them up!
Muzar stayed behind in the camp.
He flipped through a tiger skin map in the tent.
The wind outside lifted the curtain and blew in, lifting a corner of the tiger skin map. His thick, calloused palm immediately pressed on it.
There was a muffled sound.
At the same time, a line of blood splattered on the floating curtain.
The soldiers guarding outside collapsed.
Muzar wasn't surprised. His gaze was still on the map in front of him.
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