"Look at the topography on this topography, the two places." Qingge spread the topography in front of him.

Feng Liye glanced at it and didn't notice it at the beginning. Perhaps most people would not find this.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

“There appears to be faults in both places.”

"Yes, there is a difference in height between the two places. Here, there must be a waterfall."

This is what Qingge learned in the War Department before, using limited map resources to calculate the actual possible situations.

"If the river flows rapidly, they should have walked to this place."

Qingge pointed to the location of the fault, and here was what she calculated, where the waterfall was.

"I'm afraid they won't have time to get people back before dawn."

This is why she still couldn't fall asleep at midnight.

"Want to go?" Feng Liye could understand her thoughts at a glance.

"I don't want to find a wild man."

"good."

OK? What does it mean?

But seeing that he had already stood up, Qingge's eyes lit up: "Did you agree?"

"Don't agree, if something happens to a man in the wild, will you blame me for the rest of your life?"

"No." Really, he also considers the overall situation.

Her current physical condition is indeed not suitable for staying in the thick fog for too long.

But without the compass, she is the only one who can walk in the thick fog now.

"But I still hope that you can accompany me for a walk." Chu Qingge also stood up.

Zhang Yan happened to come over and saw them standing up. What did Zhang Yan want to say?

Qingge said first: "You must stay and take charge of the overall situation. If we can't come back before dawn, the army does not need to wait and continue along this road."

Qingge pointed ahead of the road: "Don't worry, we will catch up soon."

Zhang Yan was a little worried. On the one hand, he was worried that he would not be able to find the third prince, and on the other hand, he was afraid that they would really not be able to come back.

Without the Ninth Princess in the army, I always feel that I can’t find my direction.

I didn’t feel like this when I went on a war before. Why did I learn to rely on others this time?

"You can see Chu Weiyun's character and character yourself. If you leave and the army hand it over to her, all the soldiers will inevitably be killed by her."

Chu Qingge had no expression on his face and was so open-minded that he was talking badly behind others' backs.

"We have handed over the army to you, and our nobles Nanxing's people will also handed over to you."

Qingge looked at Zhang Yan again and took Feng Liye's hand: "Let's go."

Basically, the soldiers of the Southern Jin Dynasty were like their mother's brothers in the former army to her.

She didn't want to see something happen to her brothers.

Feng Liye didn't say anything, put his long arms on her waist, lightly tapped under her feet, and two figures jumped up.

In a blink of an eye, it disappeared from Zhang Yan's sight.

Zhang Yan watched them leave, helplessly, so he could only cheer up and continue patrolling.

When he arrived at the only camp set up by the entire army, Zhang Yan couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

If so, the little princess of Southern Jin is the Ninth Princess, not the one in the tent... I really don't want to describe her master as a waste.

But, it's really a waste.

Zhang Yan sighed, walked around the camp and continued patrolling forward.

For decades, he was loyal to the Southern Jin Dynasty to His Majesty, but this expedition made Zhang Yan feel powerless to retire and return home.

If she really wants to support this little prince ascends the throne in the future, can she really be loyal to her?

No, she would rather be an ordinary person who cares about nothing.
Chapter completed!