One Thousand Six Hundred and Sixty-Three: Receive Nansheng, Kill Anxi (71)

Kang Xintong lowered her head timidly.

"There is no need to discuss this matter. You are still young and don't understand the reason. It's late at night, go down and rest."

Lu Zheng ordered to drive them away, but Kang Xintong knew he had said the wrong thing, so he looked embarrassed and scared, and his lower lip was bitten out of the impression.

"Here, foster father also goes to bed earlier, don't be too tired."

Kang Xintong backed away, and Lu Zheng stared at the candle flames for a while in a daze.

"This child is still too young..."

Lu Zheng sighed softly, as if feeling emotional.

If Kang Xintong could calm down a bit, she would find that she was not rejected by Lu Zheng for saying these outrageous words, not even scolded. It can be seen from this that Lu Zheng is not dead set on An Jing in his heart, and even has a lot of complaints.

Just as Lu Zheng sighed, Kang Xintong was too young, so her thoughts were taken for granted, and she didn't know the twists and turns.

Lu Zheng's character destined him not to surrender without a fight.

Flattery is better than life, or death!

It's the same even if Lu Zheng is a big pig's hoof.

After this conversation, Lu Zheng was no different from usual, but Kang Xintong was a little guilty and remorseful.

She was too impulsive, even though the starting point was for the good of her foster father, but her foster father had assisted An Xing for so long, it was impossible to just give up.

While Kang Xintong was regretting, there was the sound of loud and clear horns going out from outside the tent. The drums were beating like thunder, and the gravel on the ground was trembling.

Her heart tightened, and she secretly lifted the curtain of the tent to look out.

Although she couldn't see anything here, but looking at the much empty barracks and the sound of war drums in the distance, she felt a chilling air that seemed to strangle her throat and prevent her from breathing. Kang Xintong looked at the hurried figure and murmured.

"There's war again—is foster father okay?"

This battle was fought from dawn to dusk, during which many wounded soldiers were carried back from outside.

Some wounded soldiers were drenched in blood, alive and bloody, and their original appearance could not be seen, while some were broken limbs, and their human form could not be seen.

They were all in pain, with high and low groans overflowing from the corners of their lips, almost none of them were completely finished, and all of them were covered with paint. If he hadn't been alive, Kang Xintong would have suspected that he had come to the underworld...

Kang Xintong obeyed Lu Zheng's instructions and did not dare to run around. Every time a battle started, he would hide in the tent. While his heart was beating like a drum, he listened to the movement outside. Even though Jiang Pengji was her idol, she also knew that if An Min was defeated, the barracks would not be safe, not only would it be difficult to protect herself, but her adoptive father might also encounter accidents. Therefore, every time she fought a war, she would worry for a long time, from the sound of the drum to the withdrawal of the troops.

Worried that Jiang Pengji would lose, worried that her adoptive father would be in danger...

She asked someone to leave food for Lu Zheng, and she cooked it on a small stove to keep him warm, so that he could have hot food as soon as he came back. Maybe it was because the enemy's offensive was so fierce that the battle was so tense that Lu Zheng didn't deal with chores for the past two days. He was called to a meeting by An Jing before dawn, and he didn't come back in the middle of the month. I don't know how the battle is going this time, Kang Xintong guards the small stove and breathes, and wakes up from sleep without seeing Lu Zheng come back.

"Could it be that we lost the battle today..."

Kang Xintong recalled that the number of wounded soldiers he saw during the day was indeed more than the previous few times, and it looked even more tragic.

She hugged her knees and waited for a while, and finally heard familiar footsteps outside the tent.

Kang Xintong's spirit was shaken, and her drowsiness disappeared.

"Father!"

She called out, and the tent was lifted, and with the help of a few candles in the tent, she could barely see who was coming.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

Lu Zheng was slightly taken aback, and Kang Xintong had already stepped forward.

He took a step back subconsciously, but it was still too late. Kang Xintong smelled the blood on his body, and his face changed drastically.

Kang Xintong hurriedly asked, "Is foster father injured?"

Lu Zheng raised his hand to cover his left arm, shook his head and said, "The sword in front of the battle has no eyes, so it is inevitable to be injured."

Kang Xintong said, "Father, the overseer, is in the Chinese army, how could he be easily injured?"

Unless the army formation of the three armies is broken by the enemy and the enemy rushes into one's own army formation, it is possible to accidentally injure Lu Zheng, who is heavily protected.

Lu Zheng's eyebrows were a little tired, and he said, "Today's battle situation is not optimistic, the enemy's combat power is extremely strong, and our army..."

He hesitated to speak.

In terms of the number of the three armies, An Jing undoubtedly has a great advantage, almost twice as many as the enemy.

But... In terms of the overall combat quality, the elite under Jiang Pengji's tent are command-and-control, and the combat execution ability is extremely strong, and the combat power they display is naturally tyrannical. Even without the bug Jiang Pengji rushing forward, they gradually overwhelmed An Jing's arrogance.

Lu Zheng has seen countless storms and waves, but never once did he want to scold his mother as much as today.

Look at the combat quality of the enemy, look at the execution ability of your own family...

Jiang Pengji's soldiers and horses used their actions to tell An Min a truth - the number of people does not mean everything.

The quality itself is not as good as others, and An Jing has also recruited so many ordinary young men who are waving the flag and shouting for their heads in a short period of time, forcibly lowering the overall quality. Over the past few days, Lu Zheng has tasted what "powerlessness" is, and his negative emotions can hardly be suppressed.

He had several formations in mind to deal with the enemy, and he issued military orders with the general, but the effect was far less than expected.

It's like the brain is active, trying to control the body to counterattack and defend against the enemy, but the hands and feet can't be controlled, either paralyzed and stiff, or dancing, watching the enemy's raised blade embedded in the body, powerless.

Lu Zheng came back so late today, not only because he was injured, but more importantly, he was reprimanded by An Jing.

Everyone knew where the crux was, but no one stood up to speak for Lu Zheng.

I dare not say it.

what did they say?

It is said that the overall combat power of the army is not strong because the quality of soldiers and horses recruited by Lu Zheng is too weak, not only did not increase the combat power, but it was delayed? If you say that, it's tantamount to questioning An Jing's decision and ability. No one wants to commit crimes against the wind when An Jing is in a rage, and Lu Zheng has become a backer. Of course, An Jing still had a sense of proportion. He said it was a reprimand, but he didn't say anything serious...

After all, his confidant and right-hand man Hua Yuan is not here.

Now we still need to rely on Lu Zheng, so we can't completely offend people to death, which will chill people's hearts.

Kang Xintong kept silent, just brought the warm food to Lu Zheng, hoping that he would eat some.

"I'm afraid this battle is... Father will try his best to settle you down."

Jiang Pengji never went to battle, but the army led by Fu Wang assisted several well-known counselors, and Lu Zheng was surrounded by pig teammates, he had enough energy to spare. Before the situation deteriorated, he planned to find a way out for Kang Xintong and ensure her safety.

"My daughter is not going anywhere!"

Kang Xintong categorically refused, and Lu Zheng ate in silence, noncommittal.

Not waiting for Lu Zheng to make a plan, two days later came a piece of bad news, which shocked the whole army into panic.

Two hundred thousand stones of food and grass were robbed!

An Jing was so angry that he trembled all over, beheaded the general who was in charge of food, and in his heart, he even sent his greetings to the eighteen generations of Jiang Pengji's ancestors.

Lu Zheng frowned lightly.

Jiang Pengji, who had been in hiding for two months, appeared.

The first shot was to intercept 200,000 shi of grain and grass.

Lu Zheng sighed, "It really is her style..."

If you don't move, you will be fine, and if you move, you will die.

Regarding this, Jiang Pengji said excuse me?

Who took the blame for this?

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