Shocked! After planting, a sickly and charming first assistant will grow up.

The man in black said a faint "hmm".

"Beiling Saint is an interesting person."

After saying this, his smile deepened, and a more interesting person was right in front of him!

If the old man of the Rong family knew that there was a junior like Zhan Ting in the family, I wonder if he would be so angry that he vomited blood...

He just used a little temptation and drew a blueprint, and the guy firmly believed in it and was willing to use it for him.

Penglai has outstanding people, but it is only a paradise for magicians. Ordinary people on the island are like low-level jugglers.

Thinking of the purpose of coming to Dayong this time, the progress must be accelerated. Before that person comes out, Dayong must be replaced with an emperor.

It was imperative to remove King Mobei as the emperor's right-hand man.

"..."

At this time, Yin Yao, who was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of countless people, stood on the ruined city wall with his hands behind his hands, looking down at the sad land stained red with the blood of the soldiers.

Beiling's weapons were so powerful that in order to prevent innocent soldiers from dying tragically, three cities were captured in front of him, and Dayong Gate was behind him.

Yesterday's letter from the emperor contained a vague reference to the fact that a weapon more powerful than a bomb had been manufactured within the court and was just waiting to be delivered.

Suddenly, a lieutenant with a white cloth on his forehead came up behind him, his voice was weak.

"Commander, soldiers and horses are gathering again in Beiling opposite. Our army only has enough food and grass to last for five days. Without supplies, the soldiers may..."

He couldn't say anything else.

Beiling launched an attack the day before yesterday. In order to cover the evacuation of the people, five thousand soldiers built a human wall of flesh and blood to block bomb attacks.

Blood spilled across the sky, corpses and broken arms piled up in mountains. When he recalled that scene in his midnight dreams, he would wake up from his dreams with tears streaming down his face.

This war with Beiling is not the largest in history, but it is definitely the most brutal and the most powerless.

The house leaked, but it rained all night, and the stalls were retreating, but there was also a shortage of food and grass...

In the past, food shortages often occurred during wartime, and soldiers could buy from the farmers in the North behind them, but this year is different...

A large area of ​​the Northland was affected by the disaster, and the land and crops were harvested. The people had no rice to cook, let alone support the war, and they were powerless.

There are already many children in the military camp crying and writing "Farewell Letters" to their families with blood on them.

A feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body, and the deputy general fell to the ground with one knee and said, "Please give me a signal, the commander."

Yin Yao closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After a moment, she said calmly: "Choose five thousand elite soldiers and follow me to attack the cavalry camp at night."

Facing Beiling's menacing attack, with weapons such as bombs, the generals focused on precaution.

But the best defense is attack. Beiling can't detonate bombs in an area where everyone is his own.

Unfortunately, Dayong, who had never faced overheating weapons, got confused at the beginning and understood it too late.

The deputy general suddenly raised his head, "Commander, what do you want?"

"Well, we'll kill the horses to satisfy our hunger. You can go down and give us orders to launch our army's first frontal attack at midnight tomorrow."

"..."

At night, Yin Yao personally led five thousand elite troops to raid a cavalry camp in Beiling, killing several enemies and capturing thousands of horses...

Returning to the city at dawn, Yin Yao ordered the slaughter, and took out nearly half of the grain and grass so that each of the soldiers had a mouthful of broth to prepare for Dayong's first attack at night.

At Yinshi, when people and horses were exhausted, Dayong's lost Biluo City burst into flames, shouting and screaming...

Luo Nannan, who was sleeping soundly in the city ahead, was suddenly awakened. She put on her clothes, opened the tent, and asked loudly: "What's going on?"

The soldiers guarding outside the camp responded eagerly, "Dayong, it was Dayong's soldiers who launched the attack."

When Luo Nannan arrived at the main tent, several generals were quarreling with each other. One group advocated full support for Biluo City, while the other advocated evacuation.

The city defenses were all built outwards, and Dayong's army came from behind. Moreover, Beiling had just occupied Biluo City and the defenses were not yet complete.

A general who looked like a bear raised his fist as big as a sandbag and smashed the sand table, "Damn mediocre army, they don't dare to fight head-on, they take advantage of the middle of the night to launch a sneak attack, despicable!"

Seeing Luo Nannan lift the curtain and enter, this person subconsciously asked: "Saintess, do you want to give full support now or let our people withdraw from Biluo temporarily?"

"Why not use bombs?" Luo Nannan asked.

Several generals looked at each other in confusion. The two armies were facing each other in the city. Didn't they use bombs to blow up their own people as well?

After saying that, Luo Nannan also felt that her question was a bit stupid.

But what does she know about military affairs? Making soil bombs relies on compulsory education for later generations, and there is no good idea at the moment.

Let several generals come and go and stick to their own opinions.

Suddenly, one of the old men in the think tank turned to Luo Nannan and said, "Holy girl, there are not many bombs left. I hope you can make arrangements early."

"What?" Luo Nannan screamed, "Isn't there any supplies in the rear? How come there aren't many left? Are you all useless and useless?"

She calls others trash cans, but forgets that ancient productivity, manpower and materials cannot be compared with those of later generations.

In addition, the Beiling King did not want too many people to know the bomb formula, resulting in greater consumption than production, and demand exceeded supply.

These words made the old man's face darken, but he remained patient, "Please predict the saint, how we will respond next?"

Luo Nannan panicked. How could she know what predictions were?

She just relies on the book given by the system to tell the plot. Once the incident deviates or an unexpected situation occurs, she will be blinded.

But she could be considered to have grown up. Although she was panicking in her heart, her face remained calm and she ordered someone to bring them the latest battle situation.

She fixedly looked at the previous article: Yesterday, the King of Mobei led his troops to raid the cavalry camp.

Her fingers rubbed over this line of handwriting, she closed her eyes and muttered for a while, then opened her eyes again, her tone was extremely determined: "Dayong... there is no food."

Not only the old man, but everyone was delighted when he heard this, "Really? The saint predicted that Dayong would be out of food?"

"That's right!" Luo Nannan said firmly. This was the result she analyzed between the lines.

In later generations, she was a high-level hacker on the Internet. Finding clues based on clues and using them was her strength.

This stall will not attack a cavalry camp for no reason. In addition to fighting, the horses can also fill their stomachs.

The people present did not expect this, because Beiling people regard horses as their own lives and as important as their relatives.

Not to mention slaughtering and eating meat, I just want to sleep on the same bed, I would never think of this.

Luo Nannan pondered for a while, "Let the warriors of Biluo City evacuate. Don't continue to consume the remaining bombs. Prepare the trebuchet. We will attack the fortress with all our strength."

"After waiting for three to five days, when Dayong runs out of ammunition and food, it will be the day when I enter Beiling."

"Wuhu!" After Luo Nannan finished speaking, a cry of ghosts and wolves howled...

Enter the customs! Enter the customs! Beiling has been dreaming of achieving something for generations. Seeing victory in sight, they are so excited that their blood boils!

He pulled the women and children who had been robbed from various towns and villages and pressed them under him, letting them indulge in their bestial desires...

The sounds of mourning, crying, and begging for mercy reached my ears. Luo Nannan walked back to the tent at a leisurely pace, with a happy and sick smile on her face.

She was stuck in the quagmire, how could others still be pure and flawless?

Let’s go to hell together!