Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

[Northern Border, Yongzhou City]

After the great victory that day, Mengwu withdrew to Shunzhou.

Daxian's army camped twenty miles away from Shunzhou.

It was cold in the north, and the biting wind of winter was like a knife blowing on the face. Mu Qing looked towards Shunzhou from the military camp, her eyes filled with silence.

Fu Yao came to the side and put a black fur coat on her.

"Your Highness, it's winter and it's cold."

The velvet fur on the fox fur made the boy look taller and jade-like. It was difficult for the passing soldiers to connect the noble King Yong'an with the man Cui Huan said was holding Udal's throat with a sword.

The rustle of footsteps was heard, and Fang Yuran and Cui Huan came over together and saluted Mu Qing respectfully.

"Your Highness, it's winter now. Shunzhou is surrounded by water. If we want to take Shunzhou back, we must cross the river. The ice is not thick enough now. If we forcefully cross the river, we may be damaged."

Fang Yuran looked respectful and kept lowering his head as he spoke.

Cui Huan on the side said dissatisfiedly: "The morale of our three armies is now strong, and it is a good time to launch an attack on the city."

"However, my reinforcements came after a long journey, and the original garrison garrison experienced another three days of fighting. At this moment, the soldiers are afraid that they are more than willing but not able to fight."

Although you couldn't see Fang Yuran's expression, his tone was soft and soft, and the dwarf had an inexplicable aura. His words didn't seem like a rebuttal. It would be an exaggeration to say that he was admonishing.

Mu Qing turned her head and saw only his black head and randomly tied hair.

"What do you think?"

Fang Yuran was stunned for a moment, and then said: "If Mengwu's army is defeated, his momentum will inevitably be low. We can send people to the gate of Shunzhou City to call for battle for several days, and supplement it with multiple fake news to pretend to attack and disrupt. When his troops are tired, calm down. When the glacier forms a road, it will be a good time to attack the city."

Cui Huan touched his chin as he listened. This boy has such a dark heart. He is as good as His Highness King Yong'an.

Bah, bah, bah, His Royal Highness the King of Yong'an is so glorious and graceful, how can he be compared to this man?

He pondered and said, "What if Mengwu chases me out?"

Fang Yuran still lowered his head, his attitude was very strict and respectful, "Isn't this playing into his own agenda?"

"what?"

Cui Huan didn't understand.

Mu Qing smiled slightly, "Mengwu is good at riding. If we go out of the city to compete, he will definitely jump into the river to pursue him. In winter, the water is cold and the horse's hooves will be stiff when entering the water. You can plant murderous intent on the bank. Then Mengwu will be a living target in the river."

Cui Huan's eyes widened.

Sure enough, it makes sense that people’s heads look different!

He imitated Fang Yuran's usual tone and slowly said a different sound from his usual loud and rough voice: "This method is wonderful!"

Mu Qing nodded, "Just do what he wants."

"Yes!" Cui Huan clasped his fists and left.

Only Mu Qing, Fu Yao standing behind her, and Fang Yuran with her head lowered in front of her were left in front of the tent.

In fact, Fang Yuran is slightly taller than Mu Qing. After all, Mu Qing is only a fifteen-year-old boy.

But Fang Yuran, who was bending down and bowing his head at this moment, was extremely respectful, lowering his height to the point where Mu Qing could see the top of his head when she turned her head.

Mu Qing felt like an old housekeeper to him.

"Fang Yuran."

"Subordinates are here!"

Mu Qing listened to his immediate reply and asked, "How have you been spending this time in the military camp?"

"My subordinates are doing well."

It's not good at all. Most of the people around him look down on him. His secrets are invisible to these people. After all, everyone knows about Udal and him, let alone the former enemy.

"In the military camp, there are two types of people who can really stand up and speak. The first is force, and the second is wisdom."

"..."

"It is better to expect others to change than to become stronger yourself. Let them see with their own eyes that they are not as good as the trash they once looked down upon."

Fang Yuran raised his head in silence and met the cold moon-like eyes of King Yong'an.

"Tomorrow, you can take the lead in calling the formation."

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