Nine Hundred and Forty Seventh: Win 3 Cities (5)

"I know what you are worried about. Isn't it because you are afraid that Liu Xi will appear suddenly? You are as timid as a mouse—" The second prince laughed loudly, his face was arrogant, and there was a bit of contempt and contempt in his eyes. He said arrogantly, "Even if she So what? It just so happens that there is a lack of a concubine who warms the bed. If she comes, Gu can reluctantly accept her. When I have had enough fun, I will let you try something new and be brave!"

The aide didn't open his mouth to refute the other party, because he knew that the second prince's emotions were in a high state, and no one could touch him.

He has long been used to the arrogance of the second prince, and now he can only shake his head tiredly——

There is no cure!

Now I can only hope that the journey will be smooth and nothing will go wrong along the way.

However, some people just couldn't bear to talk about it, such as Jiang Pengji, who was worried by the staff.

The second prince said with a smile, "You are really worrying for nothing, just—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a slight tremor on the ground under his feet, as if something was galloping from afar.

At first there was little movement, almost imperceptible.

As time passed, the movement became more and more obvious, and the pebbles on the ground trembled accordingly.

The ground moved?

This was the staff's first reaction, and the second reaction—a thump in his heart, and a terrible thought popped up.

"Hurry up—throw away all the food and grass—there is an enemy attack—"

The staff roared, the second prince was about to get on his horse, when he heard the roar, he made a wrong step and almost fell off the horse.

"What the hell—where did the enemy attack come from?"

The second prince's reaction was a beat slower, and the tremor under his feet became more and more obvious, only then did he realize that something was wrong.

"Is this an earthquake?"

The second prince didn't think in the direction of the enemy's attack at all, he thought it was a natural disaster.

"No—it's not an earthquake, it's clearly an enemy attack—Second Highness, please give me an order immediately, throw away food and grass and fight."

The staff was short of breath and flustered, and the surrounding night was pitch black, as if countless giant beasts were crouching in the darkness and staring at him.

Feeling suffocated, the staff yelled at the second prince, hoping to overwhelm the commotion around him.

The second prince lost his temper and was about to speak, when the scout came galloping on horseback.

"Woo—" the scout got off his horse and said to the second prince, "The left wing found traces of the enemy—the exact number cannot be determined."

The second prince's eyes widened in shock, how could there be enemies?

Could it be that the granary guard who ran away just now called for rescue?

No, Chao Wu Granary is two days away from Liu Xi's barracks, it's only a few hours, how can there be time to call for help?

Seeing that the second prince was still staring, the staff was so angry that they wanted to jump up and scold his mother.

Does such a stupid question still need to think about it?

It was clearly premeditated!

At this time, the right-wing scouts also rushed over on horseback, "Report—our army has found an unknown number of enemies in the direction of the right wing!"

The second prince led the troops to clear the small tribe, his experience in combat was of no value at all, and he was overwhelmed when he encountered a big scene.

"Hurry up and throw away the food and grass - prepare to form an array to fight!"

The aides were so angry that they couldn't count on the second prince as a cowardly teammate, they could only rely on him to overstep and give orders.

The advantage of the cavalry in northern Xinjiang lies in their mobility. How can they fight with two bags of grain and grass on their horses?

Once fighting the enemy, the dismounted horse cannot run, but can only cooperate with the attack or collide and trample, and the speed advantage disappears invisible.

At this time, if we fight with two heavy bags of grain on our backs, maybe the soldiers on the horses are not exhausted, but the horses are already exhausted.

The second prince stared at his staff with red eyes, and his teeth were clenched together.

"Listen to the order! Throw away the food and grass, and form an array to fight!"

They brought too many trucks stealing food, and the formation could not be adjusted at all, and the advantage of charging and cutting the enemy's formation was gone.

Everything happened too suddenly, the leader, the second prince, was still a coward, and the people below could only be at a loss like headless chickens.

Fortunately, their qualities as soldiers in northern Xinjiang are still there, and when they encounter traces of the enemy, they immediately want to form an formation.

The process was slow and inefficient, hindered by the baggage carts.

While they were in disarray, the enemy's army had already attacked from the left and right flanks, and surrounded them.

Jiang Pengji led the cavalry vanguard battalion to take the lead, rushed to the forefront, took off the longbow on the horse's back with her backhand, and lit the arrow on fire.

Let go of the reins while running, and easily pull the bow to the full moon.

"put--"

Less than a hundred feet away from the enemy army in northern Xinjiang, Jiang Pengji let go of the bowstring.

After a buzzing sound, the burning arrow crossed the sky with a tinge of orange red and shot into the enemy's territory.

After launching, she controlled the reins again, and controlled the horse under her crotch to turn sharply to the other side.

The pawns of the cavalry battalion couldn't shoot as far as she could, but they did a good job.

"Hanmei really has a tacit understanding, it's neither too early nor too late!"

As the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come coincidentally. Li Yun's flanking and sneak attacks cooperated perfectly.

With a hearty smile on Jiang Pengji's face, she fired a few waves of rockets while galloping on her royal horse, all aimed at the northern Xinjiang cavalry.

[Zhen Shiming Glasses]: Anchor, where is all the food and grass piled up? If you set off rockets, won’t they all be burned up?

They knew Jiang Pengji's temperament, she was very generous to others, but she was a bit stingy with her own life and diet, always eating the last grain of rice every time she ate. Let such a frugal person set fire to the food that the people have worked so hard to grow, it is really heartbreaking.

[Poor and deplorable]: I can't bear to let the children not be tied to wolves. Using such a batch of grain in exchange for more than ten thousand soldiers and horses in northern Xinjiang is simply a lucrative business. If these Northern Xinjiang cavalry were to be sent to the battlefield, the anchor would not only lose food, but also a lot of hard-trained elite troops. Besides, didn't you find that after the rocket shot past, the fire quickly grew?

After being reminded by the audience in the live broadcast room, many people came to their senses——

Yes, there is something wrong with the fire!

Although it is a dry and flammable season, it is not so easy to catch fire, right?

At this time, a big guy in the live broadcast room pointed out the key point.

[Ye Wu Yan Ling]: There is a problem with food and grass!

The audience observed diligently, and they found that the arrow rockets had pierced the pile of grain and grass, and the fire spread quickly.

[Women's Clothes Harmful]: The anchor is really rotten and rotten. Except for the outermost food in the Chaowu granary, the food inside is all fake, right? No matter how vigilant the enemy is, it is impossible for these people to open all the food and grass to check it.

Just as the audience guessed, Jiang Pengji only put tens of thousands of stones of real grain in the Chaowu granary, and everything else was fake.

[Shen Yan]: But I have a doubt, if it is fake grain, the grain bag will feel different to the touch, right?

How could Jiang Pengji not consider this issue?

She asked people to smear the inside of the grain bag with sticky milk, and then put it in the grain and rolled it to stick a layer of grain.

After sticking, the surface of the grain bag feels like grain, and the inside is filled with other flammable substitutes.