After listening to Lin Wanniang's report, Liang Feng clasped his fists and admonished Lin Zhihuang who was sitting upright: "My lord, if General Jiang's side raids the dock of Dongyong County and succeeds, we will attack Cangzhou together with General Hu's side. How about Heting County?"

Today is different from the past. There are five counties in Zizhou. Now two counties are in the hands of Miao Yuefu. The other three counties have all fallen into the hands of Fu Xiao in disguise because King Bo Qinglang was assassinated.

And the 120,000 elite alliance troops under Fu Xiao's command were full of hatred and morale as they stormed Lanzhou, which Qingping Dao finally controlled.

On their side, they can no longer seek stability.

Fight hard.

Although casualties will increase, time waits for no one and there is no time to wait.

What did Liang Fengyuan mean by this statement? How could Lin Zhihuang not know?

Lin Zhihuang's eyes widened slightly, and he could not help but recall in his mind that when he led his troops to the school field to recruit troops, the countless soldiers in the field were fighting with high morale, pumping their arms and shouting with enthusiasm.

The sword is flicked to illuminate the severe frost, and the garland of carved Ge and Hu Ying is carved.

If she could, she would even do her best to reduce casualties...

Bring more soldiers back to her fiefdom and bring them home instead of dying on the battlefield and being wrapped in horse leather.

But as long as there is a war, casualties cannot be avoided, no matter whether it is victory or defeat.

Therefore, Lin Zhihuang wanted to fight strategically rather than attack hard.

She didn't want to see thousands of miles of blood-soaked war, and wanted to capture Cangzhou with minimal casualties...

She wanted to outsmart him like Fu Xiao, but unfortunately...she didn't have the same luck as Fu Xiao in this battle.

Lin Zhihuang lowered his eyes, and then Bian Hong immediately understood what Lin Zhihuang was thinking at this time, and said softly: "My lord, the soldiers under your command have such high morale that they are not afraid of fighting! They are not afraid of death!"

Then Bian Hong saw Lin Zhihuang raising her eyes to look at him, and met her eyes firmly: "Lord, our soldiers know why they are fighting! They also know why they will die!"

Liu Kang also said: "Lord! Time waits for no one!"

Zhang Yuanji said harshly: "Lord! Yuanji invites you to fight!"

Hu San clasped his fists with high morale and said: "Lord! The last general invites you to fight!"

Bile clasped his fists firmly and said: "My lord! The last general invites you to fight!"

Lin Zhihuang looked at the determined faces of the civil and military officials under the tent, nodded slowly, and said with finality: "Okay, if Fang Xin's raid is successful, I, together with Chi Yun, will lead an army to attack Heting County in Cangzhou!"

"My lord is brave! I am willing to follow you!"

At dusk, Emperor Lin Zhi discussed the follow-up strategy with his subordinates.

Emperor Lin Zhi ordered Liu Hen to draw up the strategy for today's discussion, and asked Lin Wanniang to send a secret envoy to send it out tomorrow, without making any mistakes along the way.

Liu Hen and Lin Wanniang cupped their hands and accepted their orders from Lin Zhihuang, who was sitting majestically at the head, and everyone dispersed.

As the sun sets in the west, Sui Bianhong walks in vain, like a ghost, he lifts the curtain and enters his sleeping tent.

Attendants Ding Yue and Mei Luo saw their master returning. They were sorting out the books in Sui Hong's wardrobe and put down what they were doing at the same time and hurried to greet him.

Dingyue: "Master, you haven't eaten yet? Are you hungry? Is this slave going to give you food now?"

Mei Luo picked up a basin of water from the standing round wooden frame on the side, stepped forward to serve Hong, and washed his hands.

Bian Hong did not reply to Ding Yue's question. He washed his hands under Mei Luo's service and ordered: "Bring the wine."

Ding Yue and Mei Luo looked at each other, and both noticed that Sui Bianhong was in a very bad mood at this time, and they hesitated for a moment.

Ding Yue bit the bullet and advised: "Master, drinking alcohol when you are hungry will harm your stomach."

Then Bian Hong raised his gleaming peach blossom eyes and glanced at Ding Yue, and ordered again: "Bring the wine."

Mei Luo stepped forward with a spread face and asked: "Master, what happened? Are you actually going to drink to drown your sorrows during the war?"

Then Bian Hong turned to look at Mei Luo. After a long silence, he opened his lips and said, "There is a report coming from Zizhou today..."

When Bian Hong said this, his voice became particularly harsh: "Elder brother is dead, and he died due to the mysterious means of the demonic way."

"What?"

Ding Yue and Mei Luo were shocked when they heard this.

The two of them had followed Sui Bianhong since childhood. When Sui Bianhong was studying at Shoushan Academy, they had naturally met Bo Qinglang and had a close relationship with Bo Qinglang's attendants. They were shocked to hear the news.

"How could King Huai do that?" Ding Yue couldn't help but ask after he came to his senses.

Mei Luo turned around and glared at Ding Yue who had crossed the line.

Sui Bianhong did not pay attention to the small movements of his body and mind. Instead, he laughed lightly and said desolately: "Senior brother did not die in battle or defeat, but died on the trail."

Sui Bian Hong was filled with sadness and had no place to express it. When he saw the confidants around him asking each other, he gave a brief summary of the matter and the news about Lin Wanniang's visit today.

When Mei Luo saw her master telling them this, she knew that his master was deeply saddened at this time and just wanted to talk to others. He asked with a paralyzed face: "Where is the prescription that day?"

Hearing the name Tian Fangzi, Bian Hong's eyes flashed with coldness: "Wu Xu is chasing him now."

Ding Yue couldn't believe it: "General Wu, one of the Eight Margins, couldn't catch him?"

Then Bian Hong pursed his lips, condensing fierce murderous intent, and said in a harsh voice: "Cong Ting has sent word that Wu Xu will lead troops in and out of various counties and cities, just to capture the demon Tian Fangzi and avenge his master."

"If anyone stands in the way, he will be regarded by his comrades and will attack him with troops in the future."

"Therefore, Wu Xu led his troops all the way to pursue Tian Fangzi, and the cities along the way were all passing through, and he did not dare to block him too much."

Ding Yue high-fived: "Fuzhou Mu is truly a majestic and fearless man! Since he said this, no one will dare to stop wherever General Wu leads his troops across the border!"

Fuzhou Mu is now at its peak, and the county magistrates and governors in various cities dare not get into trouble at this time and get burned.

And once Wu Xu is blocked, wouldn't this give Fuzhou Mu a reason to raise troops to attack?

The county magistrates and governors of each city were also afraid that they would not be able to explain to their bosses.

Just when Ding Yue had many thoughts in his mind, he heard his master suppressing his anger and said: "This Tian Fangzi is quite evil, but it is much more difficult to deal with than Chu Shi."

Mei Luo poured a cup of tea for Sui Bianhong, and at the same time said with a paralyzed face: "King Huai died at his hands, so it is naturally difficult to deal with him."

Bian Hong then shook his head and clenched his hand on the table into a fist in anger: "Elder brother died due to carelessness."

Sui Bianhong closed his eyes sadly: "I died from overconfidence."

"Senior brother despises Xiaodao and trusts Fu Xiao too much."

He had made this mistake before and almost had his lord stabbed...

Fortunately, the Lord was always vigilant and did not fall asleep deeply, so he managed to escape the disaster.

However, Senior Brother has no such good luck and will never have the chance to wake up.

They were born into noble families, and they were smart since childhood. They have been admired by many people for a long time. It is inevitable that they stand too high and too high. Once they stumble and fall down, they will die.

Wu Xu lost his master and became angry and in chaos.

Then Bian Hong picked up the tea cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. A sharp look flashed in his peach blossom eyes, but he did not allow himself to fall into Wu Xu's current situation!
Chapter completed!