The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1013 Chapter 1013: Fighting Northern Xinjiang (Forty-nine)

In successive battles, the cavalry of the Northern Territory has lost seven hundred and seventy-eight.

What if the cavalry is still fighting on the front if their main force is withdrawn?

Abandon them?

Northern Xinjiang cannot afford this loss!

The three princes knew very well that if they gave up their cavalry now, even if they could get a chance to catch their breath, it would only be a stretch.

"Can you take care of this now?" The prince was almost fainted, anxiously furious, "No more withdrawal, do you want to die?"

The three princes were all cold, and seemed to be shocked by the words of the great prince.

After a while, he said dryly, "Without those cavalry, what can we use to stop the willow thief?"

Hiding in the King City?

Their king city is in the eyes of the enemy, isn't it as good as paper?

The people in Central Plains live on farming, and their living environment is relatively fixed, so they will build high walls and high walls to prevent external injuries.

Northern Xinjiang The three ethnic groups in northern Xinjiang are nomadic peoples who like to live by the water. They have no permanent residence and are extremely mobile. Therefore, their houses are all tents, which are convenient for disassembly and movement. In this case, the city walls are of little use to them, so there are very few northern cities.

The so-called King City is also designed to imitate the capital of the Central Plains to show the special characteristics of the northern court.

To put it bluntly, the tofu residue project is nothing more.

The three princes wept heartily, complaining, "Liu Zei has fought fewer siege wars? Can Wangcheng really stop them?"

In any case, they cannot give up on the cavalry ahead.

Snapped--

A loud slap sounded, and a slap print appeared on the faces of the three princes. After a few breaths, half of his face swelled up.

"Grow others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige, you are the undercover sent by the willow thief! You demand death, and solitude can give you a death." The six princes retracted their hands, Yin Yin authentic, "solitary is the king, everything is solitary It's over! Now—withdraw— ”

The three princes looked at his brother unbelievably, and his eyes were filled with errors and disappointments.

The six princes issued withdrawal orders.

Before long, a bang sounded.

He heard the sound of drums and retreated.

Fu Wang heard the movement, with a **** smile on her face, "Want to withdraw now? Late!"

After all, he ordered the left and right wings to change their actions, and then sent the Chinese army 20,000 troops to cooperate to cut off the retreat of the northern Xinjiang cavalry.

The remaining soldiers followed him to follow the remnants of the northern Xinjiang, chasing all the way, eating up the enemy soldiers a little bit, and chasing people under the king city.

After some **** battles, it didn't stop until sunset.

The orange sunset reflected the earth, blooming a desolate color.

The city of kings stands on the horizon, but the walls cannot bring a sense of security to northern Xinjiang.

Northern Xinjiang suffered heavy losses, and Jiang Yanji came home with a victory.

"Happy-killing today is so great-"

Fu Wang's armor was wet with blood, and the joints of the armor were still covered with meat foam, just like a ghost from the **** sea of ​​corpses.

Strikingly, he also carried two helmet-headed heads in his hands.

Such a rough manner, no one felt that he was doing badly, but wondered who the owners of the two heads were.

However, there are always exceptions--

Jiang Nongqin frowned secretly. "General Fu brings these two heads up, but is it dedicated to the protagonist?"

Slightly closer to Fu Wang, the sky's **** breath almost smoked people.

The commander-in-arms can also kill two enemy generals, and Fu Wang's ability cannot be underestimated.

The smile on Fu Wang's face stalled, and it was not easy for him to go back when he saw Jiang Nongqin as the speaker.

There are no women in the barracks, anyone can be underestimated.

Fu Wang and Jiang Nongqin have little contact, but he also knows that the other party is not easy to mess with.

Besides, the women's battalion is in charge of the entire wounded barracks. Maybe one day, they will be on the line, and they are counting on others to pull themselves.

"This is what Captain Jiang said, what kind of character is the protagonist? How can he drink blood like a barbarian?"

Jiang Nongqin said coldly, "Since this is the case, the general should find a box to avoid disturbing the protagonist."

Fu Wang: "..."

After hearing the two talking, Li Xun said when Jiang Nongqin was gone, he said, "She cares a lot about the protagonist, and the general will not mind."

Fu Wang glanced resentfully at Li Yan, seeing the other side inexplicably.

"I understand--the protagonist is the most important--"

In just a few words, the sour taste can make people sour.

Fu Wang wasn't mad at Jiang Qin, he just touched the scene--

Hyelin ’s family letters are always given to the protagonist. Most of them are reported to be safe or say hello. Occasionally, they share the growth of the dragon and phoenix. Mention his name-

Envious and envious--

Don't dare hate.

This is the case with Huiyu, so is Jiang Nongqin, and the other female soldiers in the women ’s battalion also worship the protagonist—

"Well-it's useless to like it-let it go, who makes the protagonist a woman-"

Fu Wang muttered quietly, calling for him to prepare two boxes for the enemy's head.

For generals, the enemy's head is not just his head, but also his merits and glory.

The value of these two skulls can at least exchange the rouge gouache for a lifetime!

The capture of the general's head was nothing. The biggest gain in this battle was to wipe out the remaining cavalry in northern Xinjiang and capture a large number of horses.

The intact warhorses were kept in captivity as loot, and the severely wounded and disabled were kept as reserve grain, and the enemy warhorses who had died were used as food. To tell you the truth, the living conditions of the soldiers are extremely difficult. They have attacked northern Xinjiang for more than half a year and can hardly eat anything.

Fighting is tiring, and heavy aftercare is more tiring than fighting.

For example, if you clear the battlefield and lose your arrows, most of the swords, swords, and halberds that are lost in the battlefield can be recycled. The clothes and armor on the enemy's body can be reused. The enemy camp has not had time Take away the treasures ...

In addition to these tasks, the rescue of wounded soldiers is an urgent matter.

Half of the soldiers did not die on the battlefield, but because of the lack of timely treatment after the war.

Jiang Yanji closed the live room and planned to take a bath in the main account to clean up the blood on her body.

The crowd was too busy, and the clean hot water was still close to the wounded soldiers, so Jiang Yanji did not bother others, and exchanged a large pot of clear water directly from the system mall for a simple wash. When she jumped into the tub wearing the innermost jacket, the water basin that was originally visible was instantly red.

After changing several pots of water in a row, it was barely washed.

Although the whole body still lingers on the indiscriminate **** smell, it is much better than before.

"Master, Wei Ci begging to see you."

Jiang Yanji said, "Zixiao, come in."

The tent was opened, and Wei Ci came in with a small food container.

Bypassing the simple screen, I saw Jiang Yanji in a turquoise gown, loosely tied with a tie, wet long black hair spread freely on both shoulders, and a natural red halo unique to the face after bathing. People dare not look directly, lest they profane.

"Ci thought that the protagonist hadn't had a meal yet, and asked for the cooking side specifically--"

→ _ → Second, sprinkle a wave of sugar by the way.

(End of this chapter)