Chapter 1683: 1683: Receiving Nansheng and killing An An (91)

Chapter 1683 Chapter 1683: Accept Nansheng, Kill An An (ninety-one)
After all, Jiang Yanji was born in the army. Even if she retreated from the front line, it did not mean that she was completely away from the battlefield.
It's just not as good as before.
[Zhang Jike's Table Tennis]: Is the anchor worried that Fu hopes that they will overturn the gutter? This is here to fight them.
Jiang Yanji ridiculed ironically, "This credit is for nothing, and it is almost no difficulty. If Fu Wang can't even do this little thing, let him roll back to his hometown to plant sweet potatoes. I worry about them? I worry about a few waste snacks doing what?"
[Meeting Firefly]: (# ^. ^ #) The pride of the anchor's mouth is really unbearable. If you hang Fu Wang to the end and let him roll home to plant sweet potatoes, who would you like to go to with Miss Hui Hui ’s alimony, milk powder for diapers, diaper money, and education?
Even after all these years, the salted fish still couldn't let go of the wish that the big pig's trotter "takes love".
For the sake of the soft twins, they barely accepted the hope.
Jiang Yanji said, "Worried about them? Nothing, I just supervise the battle."
The salted fish are used to Jiang Yanji's wrong words. After all, the anchor of Ao Jiao's hard mouth is also their heart, a treasure in the world.
The night was deep and quiet everywhere, except the sound of horseshoes of patrol cavalry and the crackling of lighting torches.
Fu Wang wore a majestic beast-ring armor, lined with a burly body that looked like a hill, and had a hard march. It took him ten days and a half months to spare time to clean his face. The last time he shaved his beard was eight A few days ago. Because it has not been taken care of for a long time, the green stubble on the cheeks and cheeks is a bit long and looks messy. The helmet pressed his stubble, making him very uncomfortable ...
If it weren't for his rationality, he would have pulled out his long sword and shaved his face.
Xie Ze patrolled everywhere, and when he returned to the obituary, found that Fu Wang occasionally scratched his face, thinking that he had been bitten by a mountain forest mosquito.
"There are some powders for deworming in General. Would you like General Fu?"
Xie unwound the medicine pouch hanging from his waist and handed it to Fu Wang.
Fu Wang was stunned. After two breaths, he realized that Xie was misunderstood. He waved his hand and said, "It is not a mosquito bite. It is not necessary."
Xie Ze's eyes were surprised, and he asked curiously, "How does General Fu always scratch his face?"
Fu Wang was a little embarrassed to be authentic, "The stubble is embarrassing and uncomfortable, and the razor was not brought out in the camp ..."
Xie Ze: "..."
What can he do?
Naturally, an awkward and polite smile was revealed.
Fu Wang's age is not too young to be among the crowd, but the big guy finds out that he hasn't saved anything yet.
Even if he is too busy fighting, he will squeeze out a small amount of time to take good care of the stubble on the surface.
Although he did not leave a beard and did not reduce the virility of Fu Wang, others always felt that something was missing.
Xie Ze asked curiously, Fu Wang said lightly, "The family didn't like it so much, he said he had a beard and a face."
The appearance of the dragon and the phoenix followed Hyelin, her skin was tender and slippery, and Fu Wang secretly kissed him. He always made the child cry, and over time the children did not like to be close to him. In desperation, Fu Wang could only give up his plan to save his hunger, shave his head for two days.
No beard or long beard is okay, the most annoying is half-length is not short, the helmet is attached to the face to protect the cheek, pressing the beard thief.
Xie Zedao said, "It sounds envious."
Fu Wang raised his chest and said, "That's it."
There is another benefit of not having a beard, look at young.
Since mixing into Hui Ye's household registration, Fu Wang hates it most when someone talks about his age.
Even if he wasn't much bigger than Hyelin, the age difference still made Fu Wang cope, wishing they were the same age.
The two chatted without a word, stopped in tacit agreement, and talked about the results of the patrol.
They all know that it is right to make a contribution tonight, if the horse loses its forefoot ... Oh, the protagonist can scratch their skin.
Fu Wang is the most persuasive one.
why?
Because he was afraid.
If Hyelin knew that he had hindered his protagonist, the scene could hardly bear to imagine.
Fu Wang and others were well-prepared.
Everything is ready, only the enemy!
Fu Wang waited for a long time, and a dull sound of horseshoe came from far and near.
For the success of the ambush, the warhorses and horseshoes were all tied with cloth strips to reduce the sound when they landed.
"General Fu, there is movement."
"Well, I really can't stand it." A sneer appeared on Fu Wang's face, Huo Di stood up, turned over and rode on his horseback, and ordered, "Order to notify everyone, and let them all be more vigilant. There must be no leaks today. Fish! "
"Oh!"
Fu Wang and Xie Ze are responsible for different parts. The former attack and the latter attack. The two cooperate and attack the enemy.
The night wind was bleak, the tree shadow was shaking, and the dark shadow was almost integrated into the night.
If it is just to destroy the granary, it is enough for An An to send more than a thousand troops. It is easy to expose the target if there are more people, but his purpose is to rob the grain to supplement himself. Naturally, the troop can not be too small. Otherwise, even if the food is robbed, they will not have enough staff to transport the food away.
In order to encourage the three armies, An Yan also desperately made a bold decision-he decided to lead a night attack!
Of course, this night attack with soldiers must not be compared with Jiang Yanji's feat. To put it plainly, it is to follow the center of the army. There is room for both forward and backward. It is safest. Even so, Ahn was reluctant. After all, not everyone is the kind of monster that Jiang Yanji feels uncomfortable without fighting or killing. An An's most important thing is his own life. How could he run a risk?
However, he couldn't do it.
The morale of the entire army is sluggish. In recent days, deserters have continued, and a rough estimate is that more than 10,000 soldiers at the bottom have been lost.
How can we boost morale?
Thinking about it, only "pro-sign".
Jiang Yanji imitated the letter written by Lu Zheng seamlessly, and the rough drawings given were also true. An Zheng led 30,000 carefully selected elites. No suspense was found along the way. As the army deepened, An's confidence increased exponentially.
"If successful this time, you should give Shaoyin a credit."
An Yan sighed with emotion.
Even though he and Lu Zheng had lost heart, Lu Zheng was loyal to him and planned for him everywhere.
In consideration of the old feelings, An Yan's heart softened by three points, and it was planned that Lu Zheng would continue to appoint him when he was well.
Even if Lv Zheng was dissatisfied with him, what happened?
He is a monarch, Lv Zheng is a minister, monarch is a minister, and Lu Zheng can turn the sky?
With this in mind, An An's alertness eased a little.
He can relax, but others dare not.
After marching for more than an hour, most of the night passed, An An and others finally approached the position of the granary.
"Is there anything unusual about garrison here?"
An An is a suspicious person, and if he finds anything abnormal, he will immediately turn around and leave.
"Back to my lord, nothing unusual."
An Yi had a joy in his heart, and he said, "God help me!"
(End of this chapter)