Ning Yujin didn't know much about the art of war and strategy, but looking at Mo Jingxiao and Di Changfeng with serious faces, and countless rounds of back and forth in the blink of an eye, it felt like they were very powerful.
Next to her, Murong Xuan was giving her a live broadcast——
"Now I will send 10,000 light cavalry around Guling to Mingyongguan Racecourse to prepare for a night attack."
"Changfeng discovered the enemy's situation and immediately asked the fourth battalion of the Zhendong Army to guard the station. The fifth battalion was responsible for guarding the grain and grass. The sixth battalion was sent out to confront the light cavalry."
"No, I have already laid an ambush here, opening the way with three thousand armored troops and approaching the gate of Ming Yong Guan!"
"Ah, Changfeng has been prepared for a long time. He will defend to the death and fight back fiercely!"
"Mingyong Pass is notoriously easy to defend and difficult to attack. Why didn't you call for a battle and attack the city directly? No, what happened to those horses? I actually ordered people to intercept the escaping horses, and then put them on their tails
Put on fireworks and firecrackers and drive all those horses back!"
And the direction back was exactly the direction of the grain and grass that Di Changfeng asked the fifth battalion to guard.
Driven by firecrackers and fireworks, the vigorous war horses spread their hooves and ran like crazy. Only a loud "rumble" of horseshoes was heard, which gradually became clearer from far to near.
Wherever the horses passed, everything was set on fire and burned into a bright red, turning everything into a sea of fire.
How can we stop such a sudden and violent force?
Di Chang gritted his teeth and his eyes were about to burst. He saw that his food camp was about to be destroyed, but he could not think of any way to resist.
At this time, Ning Yujin, an outsider, knew that Di Changfeng was about to lose, let alone everyone else.
For the third time, the Eastern Qi army represented by Mo Jingxiao made three sneak attacks on the Eastern Army camp in Daye Town, but failed every time. Di Changfeng was completely unable to fight back.
Everyone deeply believed that if Mo Jingxiao was the general of the Eastern Qi Dynasty at this moment, then the border areas of Daye would definitely have succumbed to his cavalry.
Di Changfeng tried his best not to save him, but how could he save him in time?
The first time was a surprise air attack, and the second time was a superficial attack, which actually involved the use of merchants coming and going to carry out subtle penetrations, and the inside was coordinated with the outside.
This third time, I went directly to the horses and food.
It goes without saying that horses and food are important to an army. Following Mo Jingxiao's strategy, if you are bolder, you can directly sneak into Daye and ambush on the only way to transport food and grass, and cut off the food and grass for the Zhendong army from the source.
Not impossible.
Things had reached this stage and were irreversible. Di Changfeng lowered his head in frustration, thinking that he shouldn't have done this or that just now.
But how can I change the command I issued?
He was just talking, but in the process, he decided the lives of the entire Zhendong Army, and might also decide the future fate of Daye!
As a general, the slightest mistake may lead to the death of hundreds or thousands of people.
When Di Changfeng put down the long pole, his fingers were like chicken feet and he still maintained the posture when holding the pole.
But his five fingers were still trembling uncontrollably, and his palms were covered with sweat.
It seems that being the head coach is not as enjoyable as he imagined.
In the midst of strategizing, he was still far away from winning a decisive victory thousands of miles away.
Murong Xuan shook his head at the side: "After all, he is still too young and has no previous experience as a conductor. There are some things that should be handled like him, but he handles them too roughly, which will allow others to take advantage of them."
Ning Yujin seemed to understand what he heard, and her heart was completely fixed on Mo Jingxiao who was standing beside her.
She carefully observed his raised eyebrows and raised his eyes, observing every subtle expression of his, hoping to find out from some clues the reason for his abnormality.
His face was as steep as a sharp edge, but the sunlight that penetrated the room gave him a warm glow. His straight nose bones supported a mountain peak, and his beautiful lips formed a Milky Way.
He frowned deeply and said sternly to Di Changfeng: "Tonight we will summarize the reasons for the defeat and come back tomorrow! Then you will be the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Qi army, and I will defend Mingyong Pass!"
Seeing that Mo Jingxiao had no intention of blaming him, Di Changfeng immediately narrowed his eyes, nodded seriously, clenched his fist and said, "I will definitely try my best tomorrow!"
Ning Yujin twitched the corner of her mouth and looked at Murong Xuan.
Why was it that it was clearly her and Di Changfeng who were competing, but in the end it was Mo Jingxiao and the kid who were struggling?
But it seems that Di Changfeng will not bother her for the time being.
It was something to be happy about originally, but Ning Yujin couldn't laugh.
Seeing that the competition was over, she immediately wanted to go to Mo Jingxiao and ask him what happened, so as not to worry her too.
However, at this moment, a shadow guard came in from outside and announced that someone from the palace was coming, and the emperor announced that he would enter the palace immediately.
As if Mo Jingxiao had expected this, he stretched out his hand, shook his ink robe, and walked out.
When passing by Ning Yujin, he paused, stretched out his hand to lift up a strand of her hair, and stuck it behind her ear.
"Stay well in the house, and when you get bored, let Zizhan find some fun for you."
Ning Yujin looked at him and nodded: "Yes, I know."
"I don't know when I will come back. Take care of yourself and don't let me worry."
Ning Yujin still replied: "Yes, I know."
Mo Jingxiao wanted to say something more, but suddenly realized that he seemed too wordy.
In the past, when there was no need to waste words, he would end it with a concise sentence. But now, when he repeated the same sentence, he seemed to care about her countless times.
After thinking about it, he couldn't help but put his hand on Ning Yujin's shoulder and said, "Wait until I come back."
Ning Yujin was stunned for a moment, and then her complex emotions melted into a smile: "Well, I'll wait for you to come back."
Mo Jingxiao looked at the flowery smile and the shallow pear dimples on his cheeks, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the pure beauty in the world.
However, the finger just seemed to be raised, and then suddenly retracted.
His eyes flashed, he shook his sleeves vigorously, and strode out.
In the room, Di Changfeng was possessed, staring at the sand table and repeatedly checking the terrain and troop distribution, as if preparing to avenge his humiliation tomorrow.
Ning Yujin's eyes fell on Murong Xuan, who immediately nodded and followed her out of the room.
"Mr. Murong..."
As soon as she went out, Ning Yujin couldn't help but asked first.
But before he finished asking, Murong Xuan stretched out his hand to his mouth and made a "hush" gesture: "Go to the conference hall first."
In the meeting hall of Lizhang Hall, when Murong Xuan and Ning Yujin arrived, the shadow guard who had been sent to notify them also arrived there. When they saw the two, they quickly saluted.
Murong Xuan first walked in with Ning Yujin, and when he saw someone, he hurried forward and said, "Twenty-six, when you come back this time, is there something wrong at Ming Yong Pass?"