Several people gathered around the sand table. Yang Zhao handed Yang Liu some warm ginger tea, then turned around and motioned Lin Fan to continue. Lin Fan stared at Yang Liu for a while. The atmosphere was eerily quiet. After a long time, he turned around and continued.

Yang Liu took small sips of the ginger tea, looking as if it was none of her business, which made Lin Fan a little annoyed. He wanted to look at her after saying a few words. Yang Liu was not afraid either. She looked up and gave him a smile, then turned around and continued to sip her tea. She also asked Huangfu Ling to add two grains of maltose to neutralize the spiciness, making a cup of sweet ginger tea with an extremely strange taste.

"They have 100,000 men, and we only have 20,000 including our reinforcements. How can we defeat them?"

Lin Fan's face was filled with sorrow, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction with the fact that Yang Liu and his companions brought too few people. The old general had fought in all his life and had lost most of them in the past year. What's more, the enemy's way of fighting was more like a play, which was gradually eroding the morale of their army. It was like a wolf playing with its prey, which was both hateful and terrifying.

"Why can't he fight? He can fight." Yang Liu had heard this before, but she only raised her eyebrows, thinking, is this all the male lead is? His ability is not good either.

Yang Liu refuted Lin Fan's words without thinking. Lin Fan couldn't hold back his anger after being humiliated by Yang Liu. He slammed the table, stood up, raised his head high and snorted coldly.

"What do you know? How can a young man like you who grew up in the capital city and was spoiled by everyone know how dangerous the battlefield is?"

"You know, you know that you can beat 80,000 people down to only a few thousand people. How dare you bark like a stray dog?"

Yang Liu didn't stand up, or even raise her head. She just blew away the scalding ginger tea. Her tone was light, but she stepped hard on Lin Fan's tail.

"What did you say? How dare you say it again!" Lin Fan's eyes widened, and he pointed at Yang Liu as if he had a breath stuck in his chest, breathing rapidly. Yang Liu just took a sip of tea, sighed, and said leisurely, "It's the same if you say it again, why bother yourself?"

Lin Fan was about to explode, but the old general's weathered voice slowly came, ending the farce.

"Enough of that. What's the point of making such a fuss? Since Brother Yang is able to be a military advisor, he must have some outstanding qualities. We haven't even started fighting yet, so why are you insisting that we can't do it?"

This old general was an old acquaintance of Yang Yuzhou's father, and he was also a subordinate of Yang Liu's father.

The old general secretly looked at Yang Liu, and had his own considerations in his mind. First, there was his father who was undefeated in the battlefield, and then there was Yang Zhao, his subordinate, who was brave and aggressive, and used skills flexibly. As a relative of the two of them, Yang Liu was naturally not an ordinary person.

"Old General, take a break today. I will sort out the current situation tonight. Tomorrow, I will send you a declaration of war. For the first battle, I will first boost the morale of the soldiers and give them a good fight."

Yang Liu was still gentle and polite in front of the old general. Compared with the confrontation with Lin Fan just now, she was like two different people. When the old general saw that Yang Liu was polite and eloquent, he felt a little favorable towards Yang Liu out of love for her, so he waved his hand and said.

"You are tired from the journey, and it is time to rest. Although the war is intense, the enemy has been relatively peaceful in recent days. Take this opportunity to rest well. If a real fight breaks out, I am afraid you will be busy..."

The old general sighed, stood up and left. Having suffered too many defeats, the old general was not as energetic, with his back straight and his face full of pride as when Yang Zhao and the others had just parted with him. Instead, he left with a hunched back, slow steps, and sighed every three steps. Then he finally placed his hopes on Yang Liu and the others.

After the old general left, Lin Fan gave Yang Liu a fierce look and left as well. Yang Liu then put down the tea in her hand. She didn't drink much less, she just simply liked to see Lin Fan looking at her with dislike for her but unable to stop her.

Now that Lin Fan has left, Yang Liu was too lazy to pretend. She propped up her head and looked at the sand table. The battle was brutal. There were only a few marked locations left on the sand table. Yang Liu pointed at the table with her fingers. Yang Zhao and Huangfu Ling knew what Yang Liu was thinking when they saw her movements. They shut up and sat on her left and right, watching her. They also considerately put paper and pen on the table.

"What do you think? If we sneak up on them and burn down their granary tonight, will they panic?" Yang Liu pondered for a moment and then asked the two of them.

Yang Liu and his companions just arrived today. They have been traveling for two months and are extremely tired. They should have rested. When Yang Liu said this, Yang Zhao exclaimed, raised his doubts, and then exclaimed, "Oh," as he suddenly realized something.

The enemy must have known about their support, but would never have thought that they would take action right after they arrived. Today, burning the granary will give them a warning. Regardless of how much damage is done, the anger alone will be enough to make them angry.

Yang Zhao and Huangfu Ling had been in Yu'an Pass for too long, so after hearing this, they were eager to try. Yang Zhao only needed to give a signal with his eyes, and the fire tonight would break through the sky and an orange flower would bloom in the wilderness.

Yang Liu didn't say much, just exchanged glances with the two men, and then separated. The two of them each selected a dozen people with tight mouths and sneaked out of the city quietly while the night was dark.

Within an hour, willows stood on the high wall, and flames shot up into the sky.

At this time, Yang Zhao and his men, who were near the enemy's granary, tied up the horses' backs and patted their butts to transport some of the grain away. They poured lamp oil into the granary, blew out the lighter, threw it up, turned around and left. A fire broke out instantly, reflecting the joy on everyone's faces.

After Yang Zhao and his men met up with Huangfu Ling, they rode their horses and carried the spoils back to the main city. They saw Yang Zhao standing under the city wall holding a torch, raising the game in his hand and grinning.

Yang Liu turned around and asked someone to open the city gate. He welcomed everyone into the city and did not forget to praise them one by one. The soldiers who participated in the construction were all embarrassed by his praise and scratched their heads, looking reserved. Yang Liu was really good-looking, and it was hard to tell whether she was a man or a woman. She spoke softly but decisively at all times. This sneak attack easily won her several little fans, who thought their new military advisor was amazing.

After finishing their work, everyone went back to their tents quietly and went to sleep. The next day, the cold fog had not yet dissipated. Yang Liu took the letter of challenge and went to the main tent to hand it to the commander before leaving. The enemy suffered heavy losses in the surprise attack last night.

The night wind was cold and biting. The fire set by Yang Zhao and his men burned down several of their tents. Many soldiers were frozen because they could not squeeze into the tents. Their fighting spirit was greatly reduced. The enemy leader was so angry that he smashed several cups and beat the guards one by one, but he still could not vent his anger.

"These people actually dared to burn my granary! How daring! Damn it! I will not be a human being if I don't get my money back!!!"

The enemy's camp was in chaos. Yang Liu and his men were particularly peaceful. The three of them roasted the game that Yang Zhao had brought to Yang Liu yesterday, and shared some with the greedy ones. As a result, everyone ate a piece of meat until only a skeleton was left. Yang Liu looked at the piece of meat in her hand in silence for a while, then put it into her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it under the expectant eyes of others.

"The fight will start tomorrow. You two have to be careful and don't get hurt. I'll wait for you here." Yang Liu wiped the oil off her hands and instructed.

"Brother Yuzhou, don't worry. With me here, they will be killed without a single survivor!" Huangfu Ling's eyes were full of fighting spirit, just like the bright sun on that day of that year.

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