This prince is a little sweet

Wu Ge snorted coldly, and he couldn't help but reprimand him: "A timid person who is afraid of getting into trouble will never achieve great things."

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In the tent of the Black Feather Army camp, Yu Fengping, the commander of the left army, was looking at the sand table in front of him. Somehow, he thought of something, and his two sword eyebrows quickly frowned.

A soldier opened the door curtain and called out, "General, general! Ten miles ahead, the Beiliao army is coming."

Yu Fengping was overjoyed, then sank again, and asked hastily, "How many people?"

The pawn replied: "About 3 people!"

Yu Fengping nodded.

3 people is really a lot, and now it can be regarded as showing some color to those barbarians in Beiliao.

Yu Fengping walked out of the tent, raised his hand, and said loudly: "Brothers, set up all the newly arrived red lotus guns!"

Three days ago, Xiao Heng's transfer order came from the capital, and the originally dull Heiyu army was overjoyed. They knew that they finally had hope against the Beiliao army.

In fact, Xiao Heng himself may not be so skillful in using soldiers. When it comes to the strategy of marching and deploying troops, he may not be as good as Yu Fengping.However, the name Xiao Heng represents far more than just a commander, but the firearm that is most needed on the current battlefield.

So, as Feng Ping expected, before Xiao Heng arrived in Liangzhou, a batch of red lotus bombs newly made by the Fenghuo Department were transported to Liangzhou.

The reason why this kind of red lotus gun is called so is because it will explode before it hits the ground, and countless small ammunition will be exploded from the original ammunition, just like the red lotus hanging down the lotus seeds, making it hard to guard against.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

The sound of ammunition exploding penetrated into people's ears non-stop.

Wu Ge originally came here for the military exploits that must win. How could he have imagined that the firepower of the Black Feather Army would suddenly become so fierce. The Beiliao army was temporarily blocked and unable to move forward. He was also seriously injured by □□.

However, when he was in despair, he suddenly saw a group of people rushing out diagonally from the front, heading straight for the tent of the Black Feather Army.

He hurriedly raised the binoculars and took a closer look, only to see the impressive words on the handsome flag: "Ya."

Yatumu, one of the leaders of the seventeen tribes in the Northern Liao Dynasty.

The team of people Ma Haohao went towards the Black Feather Army, and the firepower pressure on Wuge's side dropped sharply. He immediately stopped hesitating, and with reinforcements, even though the firepower of the Black Feather Army had been strengthened, they would pull out their stronghold. It's still not a problem.

At this time, in the tent of the Heiyu military camp, a drop of cold sweat suddenly fell on Yu Fengping's forehead.

With a livid face, he grabbed the adjutant beside him and said, "What's going on, isn't it that the grandson of Yatumu is still a hundred miles away!? What the hell are you doing!?"

The adjutant tremblingly replied: "General, I just found out that the scouts we sent...rebelled."

Yu Fengping closed his eyes, feeling even heavier in his heart.

The [-] soldiers, the famous names of the first generation, are they going to be buried here today?

On the contrary, the adjutant who was shaking like chaff suddenly came forward with an idea, and tremblingly said: "General... General... Do you still remember... General Xie said a few days ago that he was going to Qingzhou..."

Yu Fengping's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, and said: "Hey... Unexpectedly, I am not as far-sighted as a young boy, come here, go to Qingzhou to ask for reinforcements!"

The adjutant put down the binoculars from his hand, and said cautiously: "General, no need...General Xie has arrived..."

Yu Fengping was overjoyed and asked, "How many people did you bring!?"

The adjutant whispered: "No... not many, only about 5 people, and there are... [-] people in Beiliao."

After hearing this, Yu Fengping sighed heavily, and said: "Borrowing [-] yuan, according to Qingzhou prefect's temperament, it's not easy. Xie Yuan probably didn't expect me to be so impulsive..."

Yu Fengping was blaming himself, but the adjutant next to him suddenly shouted excitedly, "General, general! We are saved! We are saved! Liangzhou is here to help!"

Yu Fengping asked suspiciously: "Liangzhou? Are you reading that right? Didn't we just come from Liangzhou? Where are there any soldiers in Liangzhou?"

With that said, Yu Fengping set up the binoculars himself.

I saw a handsome flag fluttering in the wind, on which was written: "Xiao."

Hundreds of wolf chariots opened the way, filled with gunpowder smoke, as if with the momentum of breaking through the entire world.

The stone in Yu Fengping's heart finally fell to the ground. He knew that there was no suspense in this battle.

An hour later, the 11 troops of Beiliao were almost wiped out.

Bursts of hearty laughter broke out in the Black Feather Army.

Under the handsome flag with the word "Xiao", Xiao Heng coughed lightly.

Everyone caught sight of his figure at once, and rushed to greet him.

Xie Yuan was immediately blocked from the crowd, unable to advance or retreat for a while.

To be honest, he didn't expect to see Xiao Heng here.

Scenes from two years ago flashed before his eyes, the temperature and touch of the corners of Xiao Heng's lips seemed to have stayed on his lips since that day, making him toss and turn hard every night.

He only glanced at Xiao Heng from a distance, and felt a restless desire, desire and longing burning straight up from his heart, he couldn't care about anything else for a while, he lowered his head and was about to run away.