Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Su Rao just finished eating the last piece of pancake, when she heard the words, she looked in the direction of the voice in astonishment.

Everyone stopped their hands.

All shocked.

Seeing their big reaction, Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong, did I say something wrong?"

"Who told you that the girl is the daughter of the Yan family?"

Zhu Yan's face was covered with black lines.

"... isn't she?"

Xiao Qi was even more shocked, "Then every day you girls are tall and girls are short, and you obey her every day, it's not because we misunderstood."

Bamboo Banquet: "..."

Well, they got used to it and forgot to make it clear.

Seeing this, Su Rao smiled and said: "It was my negligence. My surname is Su, and my ancestral home is in Yunzhou. As for why they listened to me..."

Just as she was about to talk about expedient measures, Zhu Yan suddenly interrupted, "This matter is a long story, and we will talk about it later."

Xiao Qi's face turned dark.

What nonsense is this talking about!
Su Rao pursed her lips and smiled, she didn't continue to talk about such an interruption, these things are really complicated, so there is no need to explain more.

"Then we will be like him and call you Su girl."

Xiao San opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere.

Su Rao nodded with a smile.

In addition to these, Xiao San and the others are also very curious about Xiao Nan, wondering why he only eats dried meat and sugar cakes for every meal, why he doesn't speak, often looks a little dull in a daze.

But no one dared to ask these words.

During the discussion between the two sides, the people left Jimo County and went to Xiangyun Town by detour to provide food and buy some horses.

While Xiao San and the others were picking horses.

Zhu Yan chose a remote place, looked towards the sky, put his fingers between his lips, and whistled three times, with a unique rhythm and different rhythms.

Not long after, there was the sound of jittering in the sky.

A small black dot swooped down at a speed visible to the naked eye. Zhu Yan raised his arm, allowing it to fold its wings and land firmly on the wristband.

"Hey, don't move, let me see what the news is this time."

He took off the bamboo tube tied to the eagle's claws, and nodded its head, "Go."

Zhu Yan vigorously raised his hand into the air.

With this strength, the eagle spread its long wings and flew towards the sky, circled a few times above his head, flapped its wings again, and disappeared into the sky.

Zhu Yan retracted his gaze and took out a note from inside.

Quickly glanced at it, and then handed it to Su Rao, "Here, girl, this is for you."

"give me?"

Su Rao took it in doubt, and unfolded it to see that it was written in her familiar handwriting, which said "be careful in everything, beware of backstabbing".

Zhu Yan carefully glanced at her face, and said with a dry smile: "Young master is really concise, isn't he?"

He couldn't help but curse in his heart.

If you are willing to use Flying Eagle to pass on the letter, why don't you write two more words?
The Yan family is not lacking in this kind of pen and ink, and he didn't point to his ancestors to say sweet words, but at least he cared a few words, don't be so perfunctory.

It seems insincere.

Zhu Yan's brains turned quickly, and she was about to save some affection for her young master, so Su Rao laughed and said: "Isn't he always like this? Anyway, I have said everything that needs to be said."

Be careful when I return.

Beware of backstabbing and don't get hurt.

Seeing her deep smile, Zhu Yan couldn't help scratching her head, and said in surprise, "Really? Have you said everything? Why can't I see it."

"You're right if you can't see it."

Su Rao put away the note, stuffed it back into her sleeve, looked up and saw that Zhu Yan was still struggling, and said with a smile: "Don't think about it, go and see how they are preparing, it's time for us to leave."

"...As ordered."

Zhu Yan was muttering something while walking, Su Rao listened carefully, and heard him chanting: "It shouldn't, there are those eight characters on the left and right, could there be some meaning that I, a dog-legged genius, can't figure it out?"

"No, it's flawed."

"It seems that I can't leave my ancestors for too long, and my eating skills are all rusty. If this continues, I will definitely fall out of favor..."

His voice is getting smaller and smaller.

It sounds a little aggrieved.

The corners of Su Rao's mouth twitched slightly, and she shook her head helplessly. It seems that the master of bamboo is still very motivated. I don't know how his ancestors will react when they hear it.

Thinking of someone's cold and somewhat disgusted eyes.

She couldn't help laughing.

Then he looked to the distant horizon.

Yan Heqing, what are you doing at this moment?

"My lord, my lord Yan!"

In Taolin Aunei in the northeast of Jimo, there are a series of tents, and the main tent in the middle is neatly and tightly guarded. The generals in the tent are discussing matters, and the mouths and tongues are dry when you come and talk, and the sparks are almost rubbed out.

The person in the main seat said nothing.

At first they thought he was thinking. It wasn't until when he asked for advice, after calling out several times without responding, that they realized that the esteemed son was actually distracted.

Several generals looked at each other.

Gu Cheng coughed lightly, and was about to remind him in a low voice, when he heard the elder son say: "General Fang just said to set up an ambush in Yandang Mountain to encircle and wipe out the rebels. Is there any specific regulations?"

Hearing what he said, one of the square-faced generals immediately stepped forward, "Yes, it's not difficult to see through these few fights that the rebels seem to intend to lengthen the front line."

"But there's one thing that's weird."

"If they want to procrastinate and wait for support, judging from the food and grass reserves in the city, they just need to defend the city with peace of mind, but they have to go out of the city to fight every now and then."

"In this way, it's hard to figure out their real purpose."

"But it would be best if they are willing to come out. At that time, lure the enemy deep, lead them into Yandang Mountain, cross a line of sky, and cut off the iron chains. As long as we block the way down the mountain, we can eat them all and cut down most of the defenders. troops."

The others nodded in agreement.

Yan Yun glanced around for a week, then said in a low voice, "That's all?"

The square-faced general was stunned for a moment, and glanced at his companions beside him. They shook their heads in the same doubt. There should be no problem with this strategy.

Can win the greatest victory with the least cost.

"The son means..."

"General Fang, our goal is to take down Jimo City."

Reducing the enemy's strength is indeed beneficial to this war, but it can't achieve the goal. Yan Yun stared at him, his faint eyes fell on him, like a cold blade, scraping the bones of several generals.

The pressure poured down like a mountain.

General Fang Shen said: "The general knows, but they use living people as targets and stand on the city wall. Our arrows and crossbows are useless, so we can only use the ladder to attack. In this way, as long as they shrink back, in a short time, There is no chance of success at all.”

Yandang Mountain was the best solution they could come up with.

Divide them and break them down one by one.

First reduce the strength of the opponent, and then attack the city.

"Create opportunities where there are no opportunities."

Yan Yun's tone was calm and gentle, and he said coolly, "Isn't Yandang Mountain very suitable?"

When they heard that there was something interesting, they hurriedly said: "Please enlighten me, Your Majesty."

Along the way, they quelled the rebellion. It can be said that they made great strides and were unstoppable. They thought that this temporarily integrated motley army had no combat power, but they did not expect to become so brave in his hands.

The son of the world did not carry the gun and mount the horse.

Just a few words from time to time can turn the situation around shockingly, and the name Phoenix Jingxing is well-deserved.

Yan Yun looked at them, and after a while, his thin lips parted lightly: "Please enter the urn, and steal the beam."