After traveling through time, I took command and led the troops to conquer the mountains and rivers.

Chapter 429 Will We Win?
Xuan Zhihao was a little puzzled, "General, why do you have to inquire so frequently?"

Yu Jia snorted coldly, "The war is about to start!"

All members of the Jizhou military camp were on alert. Yu Jia and Liu Kuifeng were looking at a map in the evening.

"Kuifeng, if the Tatars attack us, where will they pass through?"

The Langyagou strategy was used last time, and Beimo will definitely not use such a tactic again this time.

"General, I think the best route is Langyagou!"

Yu Jia looked up, very puzzled.

"You mean the Tatars are going to copy us?"

"But we won't be fooled, right?"

"Aren't they wasting their time?"

Liu Kuifeng shook his head. "Anything could happen. Don't be so absolute!"

Yu Jia scratched his head and asked again, but Liu Kuifeng kept silent.

At night, Yu Jia tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

What does this sentence mean?
The next day, Yu Jia went to the recruit camp.

Lao Dou and Xiao Qi set strict and high standards for the training of new recruits, and the combat capability of the new recruit camp has been significantly improved.

"Old man, you've done a good job. You've provided a lot of good soldiers to the various battalions."

The old man was very proud of himself, "This is all thanks to the general's cultivation!"

A group of three people walked into the tent.

"General, I am also very tired!"

Xiao Qi smiled and pulled Yu Jia's arm. Yu Jia was helpless, "You are great too!"

"Go away, you have no respect for your elders!"

The old man slapped Xiao Qi on the head and said, "This is the general. How can we let others see this?"

Xiao Qi touched his head and said aggrievedly, "I know!"

Knowing that Xiao Qi was just a child, Yu Jia didn't bother with him.

Just for the sake of dignity, she agreed with what her father said.

"In front of others, I am the general and you are the soldier. In private, we can naturally relax more."

Xiao Qi glanced at his father and shook his head.

"My subordinates dare not!"

"That's right, hurry up and pour tea for the general!"

The old man asked Yu Jia to sit down, and then picked up a blanket and placed it on Yu Jia's legs.

Yu Jia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Dad, I'm not that fragile."

The old man was adjusting the blanket without saying a word, and it was a long time before he raised his head.

"It's freezing cold, General, you should take care of yourself."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

"Oh, it's not that serious, please sit down."

Only then did the old man sit down next to Yu Jia.

"Xiao Qi, go see if there is any food, I'm hungry!"

Xiao Qi stood up and said, "General, please wait a moment!"

When Xiao Qi left the tent, the old man shook his head.

"It's still a bit too reckless."

"Don't worry, just teach him slowly!"

Yu Jia comforted him softly, "By the way, Dad, I want you to take a look at the weather these days."

The old man did not ask any more questions, "I will report the results to the general in the evening."

"Okay, by the way, old man, if we go to war with the Tatars, will we win?"

"General, when did you believe this?" The old man looked surprised.

In his impression, Yu Jia was a person who would fight back until he was convinced, and who would defy everything. How could he start to believe in ghosts, gods, and supernatural powers?

Ever since the last "wind direction" incident, Yu Jia had to believe in God's will.

Or maybe, her own origins are so bizarre, what else is there to not believe?

"I'm just taking a look, what if it can be used as a reference?"

"So what do you want to know?"

My father took out a small package from under the pillow and slowly began to open it.

"Just to see if we can win?"

The tortoise shell in the package caught Yu Jia's eye, and he found it somewhat novel.

“Just look at this one result.”

"General, wait a moment."

The old man took the three pieces of tortoise shells in his hand, put his palms together, and muttered something.

"Open!" With a "crash", three pieces of tortoise shells fell on the table.

The old man looked at it carefully.

Yu Jia stretched his neck and started to look.

But she couldn't understand it at all.

She didn't recognize the words on the tortoise shell.

Seeing her father's frown, her heart began to race.

About half an incense stick of time passed before the old man finally raised his head.

He slowly put away the tortoise shell and looked up at Yu Jia.

With a "click", Yu Jia had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Dad, what's going on?"

"Will we win?"

"Speak up, what's going on?"

The old man stared at Yu Jia without saying a word, and Yu Jia became anxious.

"You tell me, I can bear it."

The old man sniffed and wrapped the tortoise shell with black cloth.

"We will win!"

Yu Jia breathed a sigh of relief, "You old man, you really scared me to death."

"It's just a tragic victory!"

This sentence almost made Yu Jia stumble as he was about to drink tea.

After many years of leading troops in battles, she knew the weight of these words.

War is cruel. No one would start a war unless it is absolutely necessary.

Responding to the enemy passively is only to protect our homes from being destroyed and our people from being harmed.

"I see!"

At this time, Xiao Qi walked into the tent carrying food.

"General, this is the braised pork belly that the kitchen just made. Please try it."

Yu Jia looked at the greasy and oily pork belly lying in the bowl, and she pulled the corners of her lips with difficulty.

Bazi pork is similar to braised pork, it is fatty but not greasy, both of which are her favorites.

But now her body is no longer able to enjoy it.

"You idiot, how can you be so ignorant?"

As soon as Xiao Qi put the plate on the table, his father pulled him by the collar.

He felt very wronged, and tears started to fall.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Doesn't the general like to eat these things?"

"I spent a long time watching this before I brought it to you, General!"

"If you keep crying, how will it look like you're a woman?"

The old man was about to raise his hand, but Yu Jia stopped him.

"Stop it, you two are battalion officers, why are you fighting so hard?"

"I'm not afraid of being laughed at by others."

The old man let go of Xiao Qi angrily, and became furious when he saw him lowering his head to wipe his tears with a wronged look on his face.

"General, look at how effeminate he is!"

"OK OK!"

"Let me try the meat that Xiao Qi brought specially for me and see if it's delicious!"

Yu Jia picked up the chopsticks and started to pick up the pork.

"General, no!" Lao Dou quickly spoke out to stop him.

But it was too late. Yu Jia quickly put a small piece of meat into his mouth.

In fact, she also wanted to taste the long-lost glutinous fragrance!

"Yeah, delicious!"

Xiao Qi laughed, "As long as it tastes good!"

He glared at his father and said, "Did you hear that? The general said it was delicious!"

The hot meat slid down his throat, and Yu Jia closed his eyes and savored it carefully.

Suddenly, she felt her stomach churning and began to vomit, holding her chest.

"General!"

"General!"

This time, what he vomited out was not only the meat he had just eaten, but also large amounts of blood.