Chapter 1133: I love you, I love you so much (5)
"The enemy bandits will definitely keep their eyes on this place, and ambush is the best policy."
General Protector said, he strode in and glanced at the topographic map.
"How is the battle now?"
General Huguo looked at Song Ling.
The strategist cupped his hands and replied, "General, at present, our side has formally confronted the enemy bandits five times and attacked at night three times, all of which were narrowly won, and the enemy bandits were forced back outside the country."
So far, Yongan has the upper hand.
But the other side has a lot of people, and the two countries join forces, and Yongan can't afford it.
The atmosphere was a little depressing.
The three of them discussed in the tent until midnight, before they dispersed and went back to their respective tents.
Qi Yin sat on the main seat, his slender fingers resting on his forehead, and he was slightly lost in thought.
…
Time has passed for half a month, and there is not much time for the wind to be shallow.
She needed to spend the rest of the time helping the general fight off foreign enemies, while at the same time uncovering the culprit.
Feng Qian was a little puzzled. Her mission was to protect His Highness's soul fragments, so why should she suppress half of her power again? Doesn't this defeat the original purpose of protection?
Even the three-month time limit seems particularly strange.
But Feng Qian didn't have time to think about these things, and even if he came up with the result, he couldn't change this fact.
She intends to take advantage of the night time to infiltrate the enemy army, to inquire about the situation, and to find out if there are people who are guilty.
The barracks were heavily guarded, but Feng Qian was still able to hide his eyes and eyes and leave.
Before coming, she had obtained a map of border defenses from General Protector. Every location and where the enemy was stationed were marked.
The girl was dressed in black night clothes and covered her face with a towel.
After a while, Feng Qian crossed the border and slipped into the other side's barracks.
The main tent in the center is still lit.
Feng Qian cat bowed, dodging to avoid the patrolling soldiers, trying not to make a sound.
After approaching the main tent, Feng Qian hid behind a wooden box and crouched down.
The little girl turned her head to the side, put her ears against the tent, and listened intently.
Someone is talking inside.
"Are you sure they can act tomorrow?"
"General, it's foolproof. Yongan would never have imagined that we had placed someone in Los Angeles ten years ago."
"Can you guarantee that after ten years, those people will still be loyal?"
"Don't worry, General, there is nothing wrong. At that time, they will pretend to be refugees and kill Yong An by surprise. We will lead the troops to pursue the victory and defeat Yong An."
…
Feng Qian frowned slightly.
After hearing no more useful information, the little girl turned and left.
Before walking out of the barracks, Feng Qian paused and retreated.
The little girl took out a fire stick from her arms and threw it into the granary.
After the arson, they quickly fled the scene.
The enemy camp is not limited to this one, and the one Feng Qian just went to is only one of them.
Today, she only intends to explore this military camp first.
When thick smoke emerged from the granary, the soldiers of the enemy camp turned into a pot of porridge.
It was destined to be a restless night.
Feng Qian patted the dust on his hands and continued on his way.
The night was dark, and a crescent moon hung on the tip.
The temperature in the air is a little lower.
Feng Qian raised his arms and folded his arms, and yawned sleepily.
Soon.
A gust of wind passed by.
The shattered hair on the girl's cheek was lifted and brushed against her cheek to the back of her head.
Feng Qian stopped.
Her head was slightly tilted, and then, a white shadow hit her impartially.
Feng shallow forehead jumped, and quickly retreated to avoid.
The other party was chasing after him, and he acted like a ghost, and she could only see an afterimage.
However, this is not the point. The point is that she felt the breath of His Royal Highness's fragments.