Wen Xiangyanyu

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Ying once again convened his subordinates to discuss matters, and the generals were still arguing endlessly.

"The Fengri City is located less than three hundred miles west of the Moluo Grassland. It is the largest city in Barrington except the capital. Thousands of soldiers and horses, I don't need to be greedy for meritorious deeds and seek far away. I am in a hurry to go to the capital of Barrington right now. As long as I take Fengri City first, it will be a big blow to the court of Barrington. When they get into chaos It's almost there, so what's the point of going to clean them up?"

"This statement is wrong. Since our army has cleared the road to the capital of Barrington, it is natural to strike while the iron is hot and take their capital in one go. Capture the thief first and capture the king. Why waste energy to go elsewhere, but give them the court to prepare for it. The time was too long, and the fighter plane was missed for nothing."

"You said it lightly. If there are 10 defenders in the capital city, if we can't hold on, even if our army makes a strong attack, we may not be able to attack for a year or so. We must always beware of reinforcements coming from other places. How easy is it? Strike while the iron is hot. I'm afraid that if the iron fight is not successful, and we will be in a dilemma at that time, wouldn't it be troublesome? Once the battle line is stretched, the follow-up supplies will be difficult to sustain. It is better to turn the gun and take down Fengri City first. It is not far from their capital. Occupying it can also be used as a reserve granary for our army."

"Why raise others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? The situation in our army is very good now. It is the best strategy to use troops to pursue the victory. Although there are many defenders in the capital of Barrington, the princes and nobles in the city are not united, and those people are used to enjoying themselves. Yes, when our army reaches their door, I don't believe that those people really have the courage to defend the city to the death. At that time, they may either flee or surrender. As for the so-called reinforcements, there is no need to worry, their court is about to fall, those people The other tribes attached to them didn't take the opportunity to make trouble, they were thinking about old feelings, and they were just clearing the door, otherwise our army would fight all the way, how could the war advance so smoothly? How have we ever seen such a Back to the shadow of the reinforcements?"

"You're just taking it for granted, betting that they will give up resistance, but if things don't go as you expected and the war comes to a stalemate, how should we deal with it? Maybe they will turn against the general. "

"On the battlefield, people's hearts are also a part that can be used and calculated. If you are too conservative and careful, you are doomed to fail!"

The noise was endless, Ling Qiyan leaned lazily in his chair, listening casually, and finally understood what these people were arguing about.

One side said that they should attack the adjacent Fengri City first, and then proceed to the capital of Barrington when they are fully prepared.

One side insisted that they should take advantage of the favorable situation and go straight to the capital of Barrington for a quick victory.

It seems that everyone has a reason, each sticks to his own opinion, and cannot convince each other.

Ling Qiyan felt bored, tilted his head, and looked at Wen Ying who was standing behind the desk. He was concentrating on the topographical map on the desk, as if he didn't care what the boss said.

Ling Qiyan's eyes turned back to the few people who had been arguing all along, they were all generals and guerrillas, stared at them for a moment, and then looked away.

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two sides was getting stronger and stronger, Zhang Kan, the deputy commander, finally interrupted the dispute between those people and asked Wen Ying, "What does the lord mean?"

There was a sudden silence in the tent.

Wen Ying raised his eyes, his calm eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and he said calmly: "The order will go on, and the whole army will march westward from camp tomorrow, and go to Fengri City first."

"My lord, think twice. Although there are few defenders in Fengri City, it is built on the hillside, so it is easy to defend but difficult to attack..."

Some people were dissatisfied and still tried to persuade him to change his mind. Wen Ying interrupted him in a cold voice: "I have made up my mind. You don't need to say more, just go down and make preparations."

Now that he is in the army, he doesn't say a word, but he is full of prestige. Few people dare to refute his words too much. Seeing that he has really made up his mind, those who did not agree with it can only accept orders.

There was no one else in the waiting room, so Ling Qiyan got up and went over, lying on the table with her arms folded, and looked at Wen Ying with a smile: "You can see who is wrong?"

"Yeah." Wen Ying nodded.

"Are you going to follow the plan?"

Wen Ying asked him, "How do you think the prince will deal with me because of his personality?"

Ling Qiyan sneered: "That dog must want you to die, it's best on the battlefield of death."

He frowned and said, "He won't be collaborating with you to deal with you?"

"Why not?" Wen Ying asked calmly.

Ling Qiyan was speechless. It would be ridiculous to say that the crown prince of the dynasty colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country, but that bastard Ling Qiyu was a sinister villain. As long as Wen Ying could die outside, it would no longer pose a threat to his position as the crown prince. Threat, even if countless soldiers were buried with him, he might not take it to heart.

Wen Ying pointed at the topographic map with his slender fingers and asked Ling Qiyan to look at it: "There are only two roads from Moluo Grassland to Fengri City. One is through a canyon in the southeast of the city. If we set up an ambush here, our army will definitely suffer heavy losses if we pass by, and even a commander with a little bit of experience will definitely not choose this path."

Ling Qiyan frowned: "What about the other one?"

"The other road is from the east, and you have to climb Fengri Mountain. This mountain is neither high nor steep. It is not difficult for the army to pass, but there is one problem."

Ling Qiyan gripped his sleeves: "My lord, don't be a fool."

Wen Ying squeezed his palm with his backhand: "Well, there are many vegetation on this mountain, and the wind is strong in spring. Setting fire to the mountain is easy to burn the mountain. As long as we grasp the exact time when our army goes up the mountain and set a fire, our army will definitely be in chaos. There are people in the army who really cooperate with the enemy, and this is not difficult to do."

"...Then you still go? Whichever way you go is a dead end. Isn't it enough to catch the collaborators?"

"No," Wen Ying's eyes turned cold, "Catch people in advance, even if the crown prince behind him is involved, he may not be able to defeat him in one blow before things happen. Only by letting the leak of the military plane become a fact, call His Majesty Enraged, he has an excuse and is willing to be cruel to those behind him."

Ling Qiyan laughed when he heard the words: "You know your father well, but if you really set fire to it, you will use your plan, and you will suffer heavy casualties?"

"will not."

"Why not?"

Wen Yingdan said: "I have asked people to look at the sky. There will be heavy rain in this area in five days. If it is about to rain, you will not be afraid of the fire if you climb over the mountain. If I guess correctly, they want to take advantage of this time to take advantage of our army. All in one go, apart from the 2 people in Fengri City, there should be other soldiers and horses coming to support. I have received news from the spies who sneaked into the capital of Barrington last night. There seems to be a change in the soldiers and horses there. Barrington People may send some troops from the capital to come here."

Ling Qiyan understood: "Then it's no wonder you insist on using the strategy. In this way, you can not only attract the defenders of Fengri City, but also take the opportunity to divide their capital's forces... But in this way, isn't it true that there is a tough battle to come?" Fight? Can you win the fight?"

"Why can't we win?" Wen Ying turned to look at him.

"...Don't be too arrogant."

"No, we also have reinforcements."

Ling Qiyan didn't understand: "Where did the reinforcements come from?"

Wen Ying looked away, and threw out three words indifferently: "The Ministry of Assassination."

Huh?

into the night.

Wen Ying discussed with others the deployment of the attack on Fengri City, but Ling Qiyan didn't bother to listen and went to the stable to see his little elf.

The little goblin has recently reached the estrus period, and she has a fierce fight with Wen Ying's black horse, but Ling Qiyan dislikes it very much, and asks people to separate the two, and they are not allowed to be kept together, so as not to give him a black or black, gold or gold Ugly boy out.

Because of this, the little goblin has been very irritable these past few days, and she will ignore Ling Qiyan when she sees her.

Ling Qiyan took a brush to help it smooth the horse's mane with his own hands, and taught it smoothly: "Your father, I am doing it for your own good, you silly girl, what's so good about such dark and ugly things, just bear with me, I will definitely call someone I will find you a handsome gentleman who is as beautiful as you, and he is worthy of you."

The goblin turned away, but still ignored him.

Ling Qiyan continued to tease it: "You are not short-tempered, are you? Anyway, don't even think about making your own decisions about marriage. Your father and I won't agree to marrying that ugly thing."

Wen Qing led his team on patrol at night, passed by the stables, saw Ling Qiyan here, came to say hello to him, and burst out laughing when he heard this sentence.

"Brother, you are wrong. This kind of thing is not sweet. Since the little goblin and Heifeng are in love with each other, why do you want to beat the mandarin duck?"

Ling Qiyan didn't take it seriously: "You brat, your hair hasn't even grown yet, what do you know about mutual affection? Don't just learn a fancy word and use it everywhere."

"Of course I know," Wen Qing patted his chest, "I'm seventeen, how can I say that I don't have full hair? The love between two people is just like you and the prince, I don't understand."

Ling Qiyan stopped the hand brushing the little goblin's fur.

...feeling each other?

Him and Wen Ying?

Before he could figure it out, he blushed inexplicably. Fortunately, Wen Qing was a rough person, so he didn't notice it, and he was still rambling about returning to his hometown in fine clothes, marrying the most beautiful girl in the village, and being pleasing to each other. .

Ling Qiyan interrupted him: "Is this what you are good for? The prince specially brought you out because he wants you to be a general in the future. It is not good for a general to marry a famous girl from Shangjing. What kind of country girl will you marry?"

Before Wen Qing could say anything else, Ling Qiyan had already thrown the brush, swung his sleeves and left, without anyone noticing that he was flustered.

He didn't go back to his tent, but walked towards the stream behind the camp.

Far away from the lights that made people have nowhere to hide, under the moonlight night, Ling Qiyan raised his hands and rubbed his face, only to feel that his cheeks were very hot.

But his heart was beating uncontrollably, he was in a trance, and many past events ran through his mind for a while, and finally stopped on that day Wen Ying was holding his horse, with sharp and cold eyes, and asked him if he liked it. The scene of He Yishi.

Something exploded in my mind.

It seemed that at this moment, he suddenly understood why Wen Ying was always angry with him, why he often refused to continue talking to him in the middle of the conversation, and why he insisted on keeping him by his side, saying that he would marry him as the princess .

Just as he cared more and more about that person's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, wanted to monopolize him, and didn't want to run away when he had the chance, so he willingly agreed to go back to Beijing with him.

All kinds of complex emotions surged in my heart alternately, and in the end it all came down to joy and unexplainable happiness. Ling Qiyan thought, so this is what I like?

He was stupid enough before.

While thinking wildly, he raised his eyes inadvertently, and noticed that there seemed to be a figure swaying in the woods in front of him, and he heard the sound of horseshoes going away, and those charming thoughts disappeared immediately.

Thinking of something, Ling Qiyan's heart trembled, and he was about to follow up to see what happened, when suddenly someone grabbed his waist from behind.

The familiar breath approached, and Ling Qiyan's tense mind suddenly relaxed, and he backhanded the person behind him: "What are you doing?"

Wen Ying suppressed his voice and whispered in his ear: "Let him go, I have sent someone to follow."

"Who is it?"

"Someone sent out to deliver the message."

Wen Ying's voice was too close, and the hot air in his breath went into Ling Qiyan's ears. He was a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't care less about asking if there was anything. The throbbing waves from the beginning came back again, and There is a tendency to intensify.

"... Let me go, this is outside, don't let others see it, what does it look like?"

Wen Ying's dry lips touched his earlobe lightly, and let go of his hand as promised.

Back in the tent, Ling Qiyan was still in a daze, staring at Wen Ying's face.

Wen Ying took off his armor, saw his expression, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ling Qiyan rolled his eyes uncomfortably, then his eyes fell back on Wen Ying's face, and he swallowed unconsciously: "Come here."

Wen Ying looked at him without moving.

Ling Qiyan was a little anxious: "I told you to come over, hurry up."

After a brief stalemate, Wen Ying approached him.

Ling Qiyan raised his hand, poked him on the chest, and drooped his eyes and said: "Poor scholar, I seem to really like you, why are you so strange, when I see you, my heart is full of elation, and my heart beats so fast. I don't want you to marry someone else, I used to want to give you someone else, but now I just want to think about someone daring to get close to you, and I want to throw them all out, is this kind of liking what you said?"

Wen Ying stared at his slightly trembling eyelashes, Ling Qiyan said this carefully, with a hint of embarrassment in his expression, not joking with him.

"Ah."

"...What's the matter?"

"Isn't it, you think about it slowly."

Ling Qiyan was taken aback for a moment: "Why are you like this?"

She said she liked him but was always angry at him, running on him, and bullying him. What other people said about the husband and wife singing harmoniously and raising eyebrows together, could it be that it was all false?

Wen Ying refused to say more.

He had already reminded her too much, and he had to ask Ling Qiyan to figure it out thoroughly about this matter, to know exactly what love is, and it shouldn't be him telling him over and over again.

It was still early, Wen Ying was reading a book under the lamp, Ling Qiyan circled around twice, took the book away from his hand, and sat on his lap facing each other.

"You talk to me."

Wen Ying asked calmly, "What do you want to say?"

"Are the books as good as mine?"

Wen Ying frowned: "Are you ashamed?"

Ling Qiyan bullied him and bumped him on the forehead: "Don't say that there are none of these, the book is good-looking, or am I good-looking?"

After being entangled for a long time, Wen Ying answered him patiently: "You look good."

Ling Qiyan became angrier when he heard the words: "Since I'm more beautiful, why don't you look at me when you read books, and why don't you pay attention to me."

Before Wen Ying could say anything, he continued to complain: "You always get angry for no reason, or ignore people, and I'm not a worm in your stomach. I can't guess what you're thinking every time. Can't you be more frank and say it directly? You haven't given me a smiling face until now, I'm a little belated, I don't know how to make you happy, can't you teach me?"

Wen Ying's eyes moved slightly: "You want me to teach you?"

Ling Qiyan nodded: "If you want me to do it, just say it."

After a long silence, Wen Ying raised his hand and touched his lips with the ball of his thumb.

Ling Qiyan understood immediately, obediently stuck it up, hugged his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

Between lips and teeth, Ling Qiyan muttered vaguely: "Why can't you say this, if you want me to kiss you, just say it, are you ashamed?"

Gee.