The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

"Mr. Gan, what you said is really funny."

Yun Yu smiled and clapped her hands, "But we really need to think it over carefully. This is no joke."

Gan Chenggong nodded, and Yunxian and others also stopped smiling.

"Yes, caution is the first principle."

Yun Lei said seriously, his voice revealing an unquestionable firmness.

Upon hearing this, Gan Chenggong gently put down the teacup in his hand, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

He glanced at Yun Lei, but his tone was cold as ice.

"Yun Lei, if you are too cautious, you will become a coward.

If we want Yun Kingdom to be safe and sound, we must first let Ling Kingdom know how powerful we are.

Retaking the lost city is the most urgent task. To fight internal turmoil, we must first stabilize external turmoil. This is an eternal truth. "

Yun Lei was choked by Gan Chenggong's sudden speech and was speechless.

He frowned, a little anxious.

"But Mr. Gan, you also know that those guys in Ling State are very cunning. What if they shoot us in the back when we are doing our best to deal with the emperor? Wouldn't we be attacked from both sides then?"

Gan Chenggong smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of uneven, old yellow teeth.

He patted Yunlei on the shoulder and consoled him, "Yunlei, you are a typical example of 'once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years'.

Don't worry, we are well prepared. Let Lingguo know first that our Yunguo is not easy to mess with, so they will naturally not dare to act rashly.

Moreover, we can also secretly contact some forces that are dissatisfied with Lingguo, and attack them from both sides, so that they can't take care of both ends."

Upon hearing this, Yunfeng, Yunyu and Yundian all showed expressions of approval and nodded in agreement.

Although Yun Lei was still a little worried, he was convinced by Gan Chenggong's words.

Gan Chenggong nodded with satisfaction and narrowed his eyes like a shrewd fox.

"Since everyone understands, let's officially start the 'reversal'!"

"First, we have to come up with a foolproof 'turnaround plan'. We must pay attention to every detail to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

He gestured as he spoke, as if he were a general commanding thousands of troops.

"Next, we have to take orders and act separately.

Yunlei, you are responsible for finding out the internal information of Ling Kingdom. You must know their every move clearly.

Yunfeng Yunyu, you two will be responsible for contacting those forces that are dissatisfied with the Ling Kingdom and see if you can get them to join.

Yundian, you will be responsible for secretly preparing the supplies to ensure that we can go all out when the time comes!"

He finished speaking in one breath and added a sentence with a laugh.

"Remember, everyone should be careful and don't act like a thief. It will be no fun if someone finds out."

Everyone burst into laughter at his words, and the atmosphere suddenly became a lot more relaxed.

Yun Lei patted his chest and assured: "Master Gan, don't worry, we will definitely do it beautifully for you!"

Gan Chenggong nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, then let's wait and see. When the time is right, we will make a 'earth-shattering' move and give the emperor and Lingguo a 'big surprise package'!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Gan Chenggong was rubbing his hands together, ready to make some big moves, while Ling Jinhan's scouts were like a dog that had smelled meat, and they all turned into clairvoyant eyes and sharp ears, afraid of missing out on any slight movement.

They were like a group of busy bees, collecting intelligence everywhere, and then quickly weaving the information into secret reports, which were quickly delivered to Ling Jinhan's ears through mysterious means of communication.

Just like that, after seven days of long waiting, Ling Jinhan finally received the long-awaited news.

He took the intelligence handed over by the scout, and his bright eyes seemed to see through the intelligence.

After reading it, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible sneer, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

“I’ve finally waited for this day!”

Ling Jinhan slammed the table, stood up and shouted loudly.

"Pass the order down, all troops prepare for battle, we are going to give the Cloud God Army a head start!"

Following Ling Jinhan's order, the entire Ling Kingdom army instantly became excited.

The soldiers took up their weapons, put on their armor, and prepared for the upcoming war.

Ling Jinhan stood on a high city wall, gazing into the distance, his heart full of anticipation and excitement.

"Cloud God Army, Cloud God Army, have you ever thought that this day would come?"

Ling Jinhan muttered to himself.

"Once you meet this king, it will be the day of your destruction!"

When the Yunshen Army led by Gan Chenggong rushed to Fengcheng, as soon as they arrived outside the city, they clashed with Ling Jinhan's Ling Kingdom Army. For a while, the tense and fierce atmosphere was almost suffocating.

At the moment when the two armies charged, the earth seemed to be shaking, as if countless horses' hooves were trampling in the storm.

The iron hooves of the Yunshen Army were like thunder, raising a thick cloud of dust that covered the sky, as if even the sun had lost its brilliance.

The soldiers' shouts were like a mountain torrent, shaking the earth and making people's hearts surge.

The war drums of the Ling army were like ancient sacrificial rituals, steady, powerful, and full of rhythm. Every beat seemed to call upon the courage and strength deep in the soldiers' hearts.

Gan Chenggong and Ling Jinhan were like two meteors colliding in the night sky. Their swordsmanship was so fast that it was almost impossible to see the sword shadows.

Gan Chenggong's sword drew silver arcs in the air, and each sword was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind, as if it was going to tear the air apart.

The tip of the sword flashed with cold light, like a dancing silver snake. Every time the sword was swung, it was accompanied by a lightning-like sword energy, which made people tremble with fear.

Ling Jinhan's swordsmanship is more steady, and the way he swings the sword is like a towering mountain, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

His sword was thick and heavy, and every time he swung it, it seemed to carry a tremendous force, making people dare not look directly at it.

Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the air was compressed and distorted, making a low roar.

The two figures intertwined on the battlefield, their swords flashing in the smoke and dust, as if two giant dragons were circling and biting each other in the air.

Every time the swords collided, there was a deafening sound, as if metal and stone were hitting each other, sparks flying.

The aftermath of the collision blew the surrounding soldiers all over the place, and some were even shocked to the ground vomiting blood.

During the confrontation, Gan Chenggong suddenly turned around, and his long sword with a cold light pierced Ling Jinhan's throat.

Ling Jinhan reacted extremely quickly. He slightly turned his body and blocked Gan Chenggong's attack with the back of his sword.

The collision between the sword back and the long sword made a crisp sound, like the collision of metal and stone.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Jinhan swung his sword back and slashed at Gan Chenggong's waist.

Gan Chenggong dodged the attack with a flash of his body, but the corner of his clothes was cut by the sword energy and fell to the ground, revealing the tough armor underneath.

The sweat of the two men fell like rain, soaking their armor, but their eyes became more determined.

Every swing of the sword, every dodge, is filled with power and wisdom.

Every time they clashed, it seemed like they were challenging each other's limits.

The surrounding soldiers were shocked by the momentum. They involuntarily stopped what they were doing and stared at this thrilling contest with wide eyes.

Their heartbeats seemed to synchronize with the rhythm of the war drums, and every beat made their blood boil.

The confrontation seemed to last for a century, until both men were panting and sweating.

In the end, Gan Chenggong used his slight advantage of age to press his sword against Ling Jinhan's chest.

Ling Jinhan smiled bitterly, sheathed his sword, and nodded to Gan Chenggong to show his surrender.

The surrounding soldiers burst into thunderous cheers. They cheered for Gan's victory and for this thrilling contest.

The entire battlefield seemed to be boiling, and this confrontation became an eternal legend in their hearts.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and sweat, as if the aftermath of the previous confrontation was still echoing.