The princess pushes her close to a woman

On the last night before the farewell, Shen Qingluo curled up in Song Ci's arms, her face was broken and haggard, she couldn't sleep well, and Song Ci didn't close her eyes all night.

She didn't know who dug "her" grave, and she didn't know what the purpose of those people was. Her Qing Luo was stuck in self-blame and couldn't get out, so she was really worried.

But at dawn, she had to leave...

Shen Qingluo sent her to gather at the gate of the city with a strong smile. The moment Song Ci turned around and got off the car, big teardrops rolled down her cheeks, but she desperately covered her mouth to keep her crying from overflowing.

Listening to Song Ci ordering the coachman to go back outside, she didn't want to leave so soon, but she couldn't stop it.

He could only secretly lift the curtain of the carriage when the carriage was leaving, and stare at the elegant figure under the city wall.

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When He Yun arrived, he saw Song Ci standing alone at the gate of the city carrying a small package, his expression turned a little cold, and he ordered his men to bring a good horse to Song Ci.

The tall, tall horse with shiny black fur and a strong figure snorted in front of Song Ci, and Song Ci immediately realized that he had acted negligently.

How can there be a carriage accompanying you when you travel thousands of miles away?

She took the reins of the horse, thanked He Yun, put the package on her shoulder, got on the horse, and was ready to obey the order to set off.

He Yun's face was still stern, but his tone softened a bit, "Just make do with it, and I'll pick a better horse for you when you arrive at the Border Horse Market."

"Thank you," Song Ci felt that he had no friendship with He Yun, so he thanked him casually, but didn't take it seriously.

Before several lieutenants fought, Song Ci and He Yun were in the middle of the team, followed by not only cavalry, but also a large number of infantry.Without seeing the head and the tail, the team like a dragon set off in a mighty way...

The ordinary people stretched their necks one by one to watch the majestic sergeants pass by, and whispered to each other, but the sound of horseshoes could not be covered.

Song Ci turned a deaf ear, and casually tugged at the rein in his hand, turning his head to look at it from time to time. He Yun saw it, and sneered, "Don't look, she won't come."

Song Ci knew that he misunderstood that he was waiting for Princess Wanyi, but he didn't want to explain too much. After a hum, he looked away and looked ahead. His cold eyes reflected the rolling hills in the distance, and he couldn't see the end.

The road ahead is long, but Song Ci doesn't feel tired, but his heart is so dull that everything he does feels boring.He Yun could see that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't bother her with the tedious affairs of arranging the camp.

Song Ci was happy to be at leisure. Whenever she set up camp to rest, she would wander around the camp alone. If she found a new water source, she could take a bath secretly and go back to sleep beautifully.

Sometimes, if she is lucky enough to rest in a station or an inn, she would borrow some pens and ink and send a letter to Wanyi's mansion. After Shen Baizhi received it, she would send it to Shen Qingluo.

After Shen Qingluo received the first letter, she was so happy that she couldn't control herself. She wrote a long, long reply letter begging Shen Baizhi to send it to Song Ci on her behalf.

How can there be a letter from home sent to the marching team?If you really want to communicate with each other, you might as well hand it over to the dark guard to send it directly, and you will get a reply sooner if you think about it.

Because of the news, everyone in Beijing knew that Princess Wanyi and Princess Jinghua had a close relationship, and if they couldn't ask Shen Baizhi, a busy person, they went to Princess Jinghua's mansion with gifts.

Shen Qingluo was upset at first, and always thanked guests behind closed doors.But Shen Baizhi knew that she was not as lazy as before, but she was still very leisurely, so she was forced to deal with those people that she was inconvenient to meet.

Shen Qingluo has a joyful temperament, and having tasted the joy of teasing people, she doesn't need Shen Baizhi to promise to lure her, and whenever she visits, she will never refuse.

The aunt and nephew communicated in secret, and they cooperated quite tacitly. One made a good face and the other made a bad face. They solved many difficult things, and their talents were not inferior to men at all.

Song Ci had been worried that Shen Qingluo would be unhappy after she left, and she relaxed after learning about these things, but she was cautious by nature, and at the end of the letter, she told Shen Qingluo to be careful not to suffer.

After marching in a hurry for more than a month, they finally entered the southern border. The southern border is hot all year round, and the water shortage is serious. The sparse trees are not good for people to enjoy the cool and summer heat. From a distance, it looks like an uninhabited barren land .

When the soldiers came here, they were all thirsty and sweaty, and many of them had suffered from heat stroke.Seeing that everyone looked sick and exhausted, He Yun ordered to stop and rest.

The sun was scorching overhead, and the ground was so hot that their feet were scorching hot. Some people sat down suddenly and jumped up screaming.

He Yun took off the water bag around his waist with a stern expression, only to find that there was no water in it.He looked up and glanced around, there were many people like him, the water bags were already empty.

Fortunately, those who have water will share some with their companions, which more or less relieves their thirst.

After realizing that He Yun had no water, several lieutenants scrambled to hand him the water they had prepared.

They traveled for too long, and each of them didn't have much water on them.

This can only solve the urgent need. At present, finding a water source is the long-term solution.

It's just that if you look around, you can't see a lush forest, and you don't think there is any water source.

He Yun turned his attention to Song Ci, his military advisor.

Song Ci nodded, motioning for him to go aside and talk.

On a flat place, Song Ci took out the map in his arms and spread it out carefully, pressing the four corners with stones.

Seeing this, He Yun didn't need Song Ci to say much, he also squatted down and looked at the map carefully.

This map was given by Shen Baizhi, and it is much more detailed than ordinary maps.

Song Ci pointed out the location to him. It was less than a hundred miles away from where Chen Ge was. They had a huge team, and if they had no room to accommodate them, they would be easily spotted by the opponent's scouts.

They haven't rested yet, and it would not be wise to go head-to-head.

"Then do you have an idea?" He Yun asked, frowning, his eyes locked on the map and patrolling back and forth.

"Yes, but it's a bit dangerous." Song Ci said with serious eyes, pointing to the nearby small villages, "We can disperse the population and sneak into these villages. One can solve the water source problem, and the other can hide our whereabouts."

Hearing this, He Yun's eyes lit up, and a rare joy appeared on his usually stern face, "This plan is good, we occupy the village to block the news, Chen Ge will definitely not find us, and he will be caught off guard..."

Song Ci nodded, and added: "But it's a bit dangerous. The nearest villages are more than ten miles apart, so it's inconvenient to send messages. If they are discovered, it may be too late to rescue them."

After listening to it for the second time, He Yun realized that Song Ci's plan was to disperse the population. He couldn't help being surprised, pointing to the village closest to their current location and saying: "Mr. Xin, why do you want to disperse? let us down."

"Well, what General He said is correct, but I don't think there are any crops here. I think the people live in poverty. A small village should not be able to support so many of us."

It turns out that he didn’t know everything. He Yun recalled what the Holy Majesty said before he left, and his tone was a little smug. He said: “Mr. Xin may not have read the geography. This season, the crops have already been harvested."

Song Ci didn't know what kind of crops were grown here, but there was not much food and grass in the team. The problem of food and drink for the [-] troops was not a small amount. No matter how high the yield was, it would not be enough, right?

As if he didn't see the pride in his eyes, Song Ci said again: "General He, we are running out of food."

For a moment, He Yun was stunned, then nodded and said: "You are right, the sweet potatoes they planted can only support the family's livelihood, and it may be difficult to spare some for us..."

He Yun fell silent as he spoke, obviously not making up his mind, and Song Ci didn't urge him to wait quietly.

The soldiers over there drank water, took a few mouthfuls of dry food, and closed their eyes to rest.

The captain of the scouting team led his men out to investigate the situation, and only the guards were patrolling around.

He Yun recovered from his contemplation, followed Song Ci's line of sight, and saw the soldiers he was leading. Although he was not familiar with the faces, he knew that the lives of those people were all in his hands, and he wanted to do his best to Make sure there are no mistakes in decision making...

He set his eyes on Song Ci again. Song Ci could feel it, thought for a while, then turned around and said, "Perhaps, General He can consider increasing the number of scouts."

"Okay," this time He Yun didn't think too long, and agreed firmly, "You and me, Vice General Liang, Vice General Li and Vice General Xu are each in charge of a team. Vice General Zhu has a weird temperament and is not suitable for leading troops. I prefer him to follow We, what do you think of this arrangement?"

"Well, General He arranged it very well." Song Ci said indifferently, but He Yun was very happy after hearing it, his face was not obvious, and his steps were much lighter.

As soon as he walked over, he summoned a few lieutenants to come to him. After Song Ci followed and took out the map, he opened his mouth to tell everyone the plan.

The lieutenant general surnamed Zhu showed dissatisfaction. Everyone else brought troops alone, so why couldn't he bring one?

He lowered his head to hide the anger in his eyes, cupped his hands and said in a deep voice: "General, the last general requests to lead [-] troops to the south to ambush."

He Yun stared at him coldly, his eyes were filled with anger, he didn't speak, and he looked even more indifferent.

Several lieutenants looked at me and I looked at you, and finally their eyes stayed on Song Ci.

At the moment of the war, it is a taboo to be distracted. Song Ci raised his hand to slightly support the mask on his face, and said in a gentle tone: "Vice General Zhu, the south is too dangerous. Let's go together, and we can take care of each other."

"If you don't want to follow the general, you can also bring 5000 troops to guard a village like a commander." He Yundao, his finger landed on a village point in the west to the south.

The map clearly shows that this stronghold is further back, combined with Song Ci's words, Vice General Zhu's dissatisfaction dissipated, and he happily agreed.

"Then you call your commanders over to discuss the matter now?" He Yun said.

Everyone had no objection, and when they arrived, Song Ci took a map and told a dozen commanders about the area that the three lieutenants were in charge of, and asked them to choose a village.

After the selection was made, Song Ci told everyone the more detailed plan in his mind, including the arrangement of the original villagers, the arrangement of the village and the formation of troops, etc...