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Chapter 1505 Old Fox

"General Ling, according to this statement, we have to blame ourselves for being too stupid?" Lou Guanshan laughed at himself and said angrily.

Ling Gumian smiled and said nothing, but it was not clear what she wanted to say.

"It's too much to bully others. It's simply too much to bully others. I'm so damn stupid." Xu Chang began to yell and curse again, and even the generals in the tent were talking about it. Everyone's face was a little worried.

"Join a petition, be sure to petition jointly. Damn it, if you are told to defend, you will defend, and if you are told to withdraw, you will withdraw. This is letting the brothers in the army die in vain!" shouted a general angrily.

All the generals responded in unison and jointly submitted a letter to the court asking Li Luo to give an explanation.

Yuan Zhen was thoughtful and did not scold the messy Chinese army tent. Instead, he stroked his beard and looked at Ling Gumian, turning a deaf ear to the generals' pleas for orders.

Ling Gumian looked confused and a little unwilling, but she was calm from beginning to end and showed no signs of anger.

Yuan Zhen raised his hand and the generals fell silent. Yuan Zhen stared at Ling Gumian and asked with a smile: "I wonder what General Ling is planning to do?"

"Please give me some advice, Marshal." Ling Gumian respectfully replied.

Yuan Zhen laughed and said: "Although you and I are both under the jurisdiction of the prince, our status is different. I am the Dingbei Army, and you are the Northern Expedition Army. There is no question of giving advice."

Ling Gumian's eyes lit up, and she expressed her gratitude with a sincere face: "Thank you, Marshal, for your advice."

Yuan Zhen was startled and said in confusion: "Guide? What did I give you?"

"The general belongs to the Northern Expedition Army and obeys the orders of the prince. Now the prince has issued the command, not to mention the military orders. The general has to obey the command of the commander."

Yuan Zhen was stunned for a long time, exclaiming inwardly that he was able to borrow a donkey down the slope. He guessed that Ling Gumian had already intended to accept the order, and now it seemed that he had received his own advice.

Yuan Zhen shook his head secretly, he was a good general, but it was a pity that he was too scheming.

"So General Ling is going to take orders?"

"Well," Ling Gumian nodded and said, "In the end, we will withdraw our troops as ordered."

"Pedant, don't you know why generals are not allowed to obey military orders abroad?" Xu Chang still scolded angrily.

Ling Gumian smiled faintly, with a calm face, and replied in a deep voice: "No matter whether the prince has any other intentions for this command, he will eventually receive the order to withdraw the troops."

"Lonely sleep..."

Ling Gumian stopped Lou Guanshan from talking and said calmly: "General Lou doesn't need to say anything. Once you come to the army, you should abide by the rules of the army and not make mistakes."

Lou Guanshan's face was flushed with anger, and he was still sulking aside.

Yuan Zhen nodded, glanced at Ling Gumian, suddenly smiled slightly and said, "I understand."

Ling Gumian stood up and saluted, and said: "Marshal, the last general has returned to the camp first. Later, he will order someone to come to inform him about the march and take his leave."

"Okay, let's go slowly without seeing you off."

Ling Gumian bowed respectfully and turned around to leave the Chinese army's tent. Lou Guanshan followed him out and whispered quickly: "Gu Mian, do you really want to retreat?"

Ling Gumian hummed expressionlessly, unable to tell what she was thinking.

"Guanshan, this is not Zhuocheng. The hierarchy in the military camp is very strict. Don't call me by my name when outsiders are around."

Lou Guanshan opened his mouth, let out a dull grunt, and went to the side to ask the military guards to bring their horses over.

Ling Gumian stood in front of the Chinese army's tent, with a frosty face. Listening to the undisguised complaints and dissatisfaction and ridicule of the Dingbei army generals behind him, a cold sneer slowly leaked out of the corner of his mouth.

Qiling Mountain should have been abandoned long ago.

Li Luo knew it, Ling Gumian knew it, and maybe Yuan Zhen in the tent could figure it out more or less. The rest were just a bunch of reckless men who just relied on their bravery, idiots who didn't know anything and just made nonsense.

, even the so-called Seven Heroes of Zhuocheng are no exception.

Xiaoshiguan is not even considered useless in the entire Beifu war situation. It is just a fig leaf for the Dagan court. It shows to the world that the Beifu war situation is not the worst and Yanchenzhou has not yet fallen into the hands of the Caohai tribes.

.But in terms of marching formation, Xiaoshiguan should no longer be defended and cannot be defended. If Yinzhou was still in Dagan's hands, Xiaoshiguan would still be of some use. Now that Yinzhou has been lost, the so-called natural danger of Xiaoshiguan is actually gone.

The danger can be defended. If the Caohai cavalry in Yinzhou frees up their hands and feet to cross the river and advance eastward, Xiaoshiguan will become the tomb of the soldiers of the Dagan tribe, and they will be unable to fly.

It's ridiculous that Li Luo saved the lives of a group of stupid generals, but they are still here cursing Li Luo. Ling Gumian smiled coldly, although he could see it, Ling Gumian naturally knew what to say and what not to say.

In Beifu today, no one dares to say that they will abandon Qiling Mountain, or have never thought about abandoning Qiling Mountain. Li Chengye did not dare, Yuan Zhen did not dare, Ling Gumian thought about it, but in the end he did not dare to do it.

Only Li Luo, regardless of his reasons or words, just gave up the defense with a handsome order. He was so domineering, which not only made Ling Gumian envious, but also a little frightened.

When Li Luo sent his troops northward, Li Luo sent a message to Linggu Mian's camp. If Qiling Mountain could not be defended, he would abandon the defense and return to Youzhou.

When Li Luo sent the message, Yinzhou was still there.

Ling Gumian's face became more and more gloomy. The battle situation that Li Luo was thinking of was something that he had not thought of, or that he had not thought of at the time. It was only when the battle situation in Yinzhou gradually worsened that Ling Gumian understood the purpose of Li Luo's message.

In terms of vision, after all, he was not as good as Li Luo. Thinking of this, Ling Gumian felt depressed. He whipped his horse whip fiercely, looked back at Yuan Zhen's Chinese army tent, and squeezed through his teeth.

He said in a cold voice that only he could hear: "Old fox..."

Panjiang Prefecture, the capital of Yinzhou, and Liupancheng, the capital city.

There are no more Dagan officers and soldiers in Liupan City. Caohai foreigners can be seen coming and going everywhere, talking loudly and laughing. There is almost no Dagan citizen in sight on the street. The doors of residences along the street are scattered in a mess.

Some are open and some are closed. You can't hear the crowing of cocks or the barking of dogs, nor can you hear a familiar Dagan language.

However, the street is quite peaceful, and there are not many traces of the raging war. There are very few blood stains, and there are not many broken bricks and tiles. People come and go, and people stay. There seems to be some rules, and there are a few traces of them.

The ruined calm.

However, deep in the alley, the occasional whimpering can probably tell that the world is not what it seems. Behind the courtyard wall, in the darkness of the alley, something is happening all the time, even if Meng Jue sweats and Xiang Liu'er is there.

I'm afraid it can't be stopped here either.

The Dagan soldiers retreated too quickly and hastily, and not all the people could escape.

Outside the city, in a small villa on a small hillside, Xiang Liuer held a bundle of grass and carefully fed the two lambs enclosed in the fence of the yard, one white and one black, one larger and the other small.

Smaller.

The Caohai soldiers couldn't get used to Dagan's rice noodles.

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