"Empress, you really can't delay!"

Cheng Zhijie was very worried, afraid that Feng Wuyou would not believe in this evil.

Feng Wuyou is very brave and very careful. She may not believe what others say.

Tianlan is not without winter. No matter how terrible the wild winter is, how scary can it be?

What if she wants to stay and experience it for herself?

"Empress, my subordinates did not exaggerate it. When we first arrived in the wilderness, we didn't believe it. We sent people out to explore, but all the brothers were dead."

His voice was bitter, as if chewing broken ice: "Empress, this is a lesson I have learned from my life."

"I don't believe you."

Feng Wuyou spoke, but still had no intention of moving.

Cheng Zhijie was anxious: "Why didn't the Empress go on the road yet?

In the wild winter, it really cannot be delayed at all."

Just now, when they guessed that the Great Zhou might go to attack Xuanniao tribe, they were still in a hurry to go.

Now that something more urgent has happened, Feng Wuyou stopped.

Cheng Zhijie was completely confused.

Feng Wuyou sighed softly.

"We can't just go back like this. If we go back like this, we will definitely die."

What?

Cheng Zhijie had no idea what Feng Wuyou was saying at all, his eyes widened and his beard was trembling.

No one else understood, only Xiao Jinglan's eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He must have thought of it too.

Feng Wuyou looked at him and knew that this man was not the kind of person who could explain, so he spoke by himself.

"We are going back now, not dying in the wild winter, but at the hands of the Great Zhou people."

"How could it be?"

Cheng Zhijie immediately retorted: "If the people from the Great Zhou really come, they are busy attacking the village. Wouldn't we just go around from the outside and go in?"

The Great Zhou would definitely arrange a guard post, but in front of them, some guard posts were not enough to see.

Cheng Zhijie didn't know where Feng Wuyou's concerns were.

Feng Wuyou pointed to the fruit on his waist: "Do you have this fruit in Dazhou?"

"Of course there is!"

There are many Baizhu fruits in the wilderness and are a must-have for travel. How could the people from Dazhou not have them?

Feng Wuyou asked: "Then guess, do people in the Great Zhou know that the sky will change?"

What else can I guess?

The Baizhu fruit changes color, and the people of Dazhou certainly know that it will change the sky.

But this has little impact on them. The Lingquan does not affect one point, but one piece.

With the Lingquan as the center, according to the size and influence of the Lingquan, the radius of several miles or even dozens of miles are within the influence of the Lingquan.

The spiritual spring of Xuanniao tribe is relatively large, with a range of influence of seven or eight miles.

Even if the villages that were not established in the Great Zhou Dynasty and camped nearby, as long as they brought dry food and picked some wild fruits from the surrounding areas, it would have no effect on them.

The most important thing is that the wild winter comes suddenly, but often... it doesn't last long.

It’s one or two months when it’s too late…it’s only a few days.

Cheng Zhijie had never seen this haunted weather before. Before he came to the wilderness to experience it personally, he never believed that there was such a weather.

But the facts are right in front of you.

The wilderness is so weird.

Such a short winter is simply irrelevant to the people of Dazhou who are within the Lingquan range.

After winter passes, they either add reinforcements to continue attacking or retreating, which is very simple.

Feng Wuyou's words made Cheng Zhi think a lot.

But he still didn't understand what Feng Wuyou meant.

Feng Wuyou shook his head.

Cheng Zhijie is helpless.

"If you were from the Great Zhou..." Feng Wuyou broke it apart and smashed it: "You sent the Divine Guard to ambush us, but the sky suddenly changed. At this time, you cannot confirm whether the Divine Guard had killed us, but you know that in order to avoid winter, we will definitely return to the Xuanniao tribe. What will you do at this time?"

“Is this a question?

First, the army blocked the road to Xuanniao tribe. Once you see the emperor and the empress, kill immediately..." Feng Wuyou used this sentence pattern to know the military strategy of knowing the truth in the previous teaching process.

Assume a scenario for him to come up with countermeasures.

Cheng Zhijie got used to it and blurted out.

Halfway through speaking, my face was stuck and my face was so ugly that it could not be more ugly.

He said hoarsely: "Empress, is it that the Great Zhou will send people to stay on the way we will go back?"

"It's not just the army..." Feng Wuyou added another fire: "Maybe there will be divine guards."

The Divine Guards have no effect in the battles of the army.

Time limit is their fatal point.

But if so, just to assassinate some people... mixing them in the army will definitely have miraculous effects.

No matter how powerful Xiao Jinglan is, he has only two hands and two feet.

While he was unable to deal with hundreds of Great Zhou soldiers, he could also share his energy to deal with the Divine Guards who were a hundred times stronger than ordinary soldiers.

Cheng Zhijie was almost stupid.

"Empress, what should we do?"

These words were blurted out.

With Feng Wuyou here, I don’t want to use my brain.

Anyway, as long as you follow the instructions of the Empress, you will definitely be correct.

Feng Wuyou was amused and cryed by Cheng Zhijie's reaction.

She looked at Xiao Jinglan: "Are we wrong?"

If they didn't come, Cheng Zhijie and the others knew how to use their brains, and they actually did a pretty good job.

Even if there are any mistakes, this is inevitable.

Just learn from the lesson.

But when they came, these people began to lose their brains.

By the way, are they born to use their brains?

Xiao Jinglan glanced at Cheng Zhijie and said indifferently: "Punish him not to shave for a year."

Feng Wuyoul:...She is serious! How come this man remembers that she praised Cheng Zhijie for being handsome when he was not bearded.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Feng Wuyou smiled and said, "What can I do?"

Of course, I can only ask for reinforcements.”

Is there such a few people that they have to come to the door to kill the people in Dazhou?

But if you take a few people back together, the scene will naturally be a different matter.

reinforcement?

Cheng Zhijie felt that Feng Wuyou's brain seemed to rust automatically when he came.

I can hear every word the Empress said clearly, why can’t I understand every word?

Feng Wuyou ignored him, took out a bamboo whistle from his arms, wiped it, put it in his mouth, and blew it hard.

The bamboo whistle made a very sharp sound, harsh.

Xiao Jinglan frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

This sound can only be heard far in the dense forest.

After a while, there was no movement.

"Empress, what should I do next?"

Feng Wuyou looked at Cheng Zhijie, helpless.
To be continued...