Ning Chen's burning was very bad, and it didn't get better until the night, the doctor was anxious to turn around, the Queen's words were still in his ears, and his head was all tied to this young man.
The eldest grandson listened to Ning Chen's advice and made the most of his defense. Regardless of whether the Beimeng Royal Court's offensive came or not, their side had already shown that they would not be able to defend themselves. On the side of the Marquis of Qinghe, the letter has also been sent, and it will be received soon. There are 50,000 soldiers and horses guarding the Xingchao Pass, and the 100,000 people brought by the Marquis of Qinghe have exceeded 150,000. , calling 50,000 people at any time will not
affected by what.
After Yangui City was destroyed, Fan Lingyue only left less than 10,000 people in the city, waiting for the arrival of the follow-up troops without consuming the strength of the army.
This is also the reason why Fan Lingyue chose to massacre the city. She wants to make these ten thousand people truly form a fighting force of ten thousand people, instead of worrying about all kinds of sudden attacks all day long.
Grain and grass is an indispensable thing in war. The grain and grass of the Northern Mongolian Royal Court will definitely pass through Yanguicheng. The task of the Duke of Qinghe is to bring 50,000 soldiers and horses to delay or even destroy the food and grass supply of the Northern Mongolian Royal Court as much as possible.
The amount of food and grass needed by 300,000 people is extremely terrifying. It is impossible for the Northern Mongolian Royal Court to raise it at one time. It can only be transported to the front line through Yanguicheng one after another.
The troops and horses of the Beimeng Royal Court have been stationed in Yanguicheng one after another. Today, Yanguicheng has at least 60,000 people guarding it. It takes at least three times more troops to recover. This is still in the Beimeng Royal Court. Without sending reinforcements.
Therefore, it is unrealistic to want to cut off the food and grass supply of the Northern Mongolian army once and for all. At least the current Daxia has not so many troops to be divided. As long as the Marquis of Qinghe can cause trouble for the supplies of food and grass for the army in Northern Mongolia, it will be the greatest help to the eldest grandson and even the entire Daxia. Today's Daxia needs time to breathe, and Duke Jingwu sits in the imperial city to mobilize the world's troops and horses, and he also needs enough. time
.
Ning Chen is a true genius. Although his cultivation talent is mediocre, his head is very useful, and he can see the key to Da Xia at a glance.
The eldest grandson is someone who knows people and makes good use of them, and will seriously consider Ning Chen's opinions. What the army lacks most at the moment is generals, and Ning Chen's reminder will make her a lot easier.
It was precisely because of this that she couldn't do without the help of this kid for a moment. Ning Chen was in a coma at this time, which really made her very anxious and annoyed.
At night, the cold wind picked up again, but Ning Chen still had no sign of waking up. The eldest grandson was walking around outside the tent in a irritable mood. The eldest brother was unconscious, and this guy was also unconscious. There is no one to discuss.
"Niangniang, why don't you call the eldest prince over?" Qing Ning, seeing the appearance of the eldest grandson, suggested that the princes in Daxia are rare talents, and they may be able to help the niangniang.
"No, he is the Crown Prince, Da Xia's future rests on him, he can't be in any danger," the eldest grandson vetoed without hesitation.
"cough cough"
At this moment, a violent cough sounded, the wheelchair turned, and Ning Chen walked out wrapped tightly, looking pale and terrifying.
"Niangniang is right, the eldest prince can't come, and it's not suitable to come."
Ning Chen said wearily, the current eldest prince is too upright, it's okay to be a peaceful and virtuous lord, it is really inappropriate to come to this battlefield full of conspiracy and tricks.
"When did you wake up?" Lime asked with a happy face.
However, before Ning Chen could answer, the eldest grandson's angry voice arrived, "Who told you to come out, don't go back to rest!"
"Niangniang, I'll be fine. I've slept for a day and my head is a little dizzy. Come out to get some air, and I'll go back in a while."
Ning Chen reluctantly pleaded, in fact, he was a little worried about the eldest grandson and wanted to come out and see.
For more than a thousand years since the Great Xia established the dynasty, it may be the first time that the empress of the dynasty has come to sit in the army, but one can imagine the pressure on the eldest grandson.
Today's Daxia has come to the point of being embattled on all sides. To be able to drag the army of the Northern Mongolian Royal Court for one more day is to buy one more day for Daxia.
As he said before, he will do everything in his power to help the eldest grandson through this difficult time.
The eldest grandson frowned, but didn't say any more, this kid is more stubborn than an ox, and it is useless to persuade him.
"Niangniang, I remember that there is a river 300 miles behind us. If we lose, we should send someone to destroy the bridge." Ning Chen looked at the North Mongolian army not far away, and said calmly.
"Is there no hope?" Zhangsun sighed and asked.
"If it's someone else, maybe there is, but if the opponent is Fan Lingyue, we will definitely lose," Ning Chen said honestly.
He was telling the truth, their strength was already at a disadvantage, and while Lingyue had 100,000 cavalry in their hands, they only had 30,000. This was the most terrible gap, and they couldn't stop it.
He will try his best to delay this day as much as possible until Da Xia can ease his breath.
After all, Da Xia is still the strongest. As long as he is not killed in one breath, Da Xia will definitely win in the end.
To be honest, after this war is over, it will be clear whether Daxia will lose.
They can lose, even embarrassed, but they must not lose meaningless.
Today, their best choice is the war of attrition. The longer they fight, the more tragic they fight, and the more disadvantageous it will be for the Northern Mongolian Royal Court.
"Niangniang, how is the battle in the east?" Ning Chen thought about it and asked. The Eternal Night Sect and the Northern Mongolian Royal Court sent troops at the same time, and the battle was extremely embarrassing. Unlike the Northern Mongolian Royal Court, who had a military advisor, the Eternal Night Sect relied on tyrannical force to clear the way, and an invincible Wujun shot. , Daxia goes up to Wuhou down to the general
, and nothing can stop him.
This kind of monster innate is really a very troublesome existence.
"The two cities have been broken in a row. Fortunately, there are not many heavy cavalry of the gods, only 30,000. Otherwise, this war in the summer would not have to be fought," Zhangsun said tiredly.
It is rumored in the world that the heavy cavalry is not worth 10,000, and the heavy cavalry cannot be underestimated.
This kind of terrifying arms is said to be humble, and it is almost invincible and invincible on the battlefield.
Heavy cavalry has extremely high requirements on war horses and soldiers, so even the profound Eternal Night Sect cannot train more.
It is a pity that although Daxia occupies the entire Central Plains region, the production rate of war horses is too low, not to mention the heavy cavalry that requires extremely high horses.
"Niangniang, doesn't it mean that there is no one in Daxia who can stop the heavy cavalry of the gods?" Ning Chen asked inexplicably.
Daxia's thousand-year-old heritage, if he was crippled by 30,000 heavy cavalry like this, it would be too unreasonable. Daxia has been invincible for so long, and he always needs something to press the bottom of the box.
"Yes, the Marquis of Triumph, the god of war, and the 100,000 Black Water Army in his hands." The eldest grandson nodded solemnly and said.
"Then why didn't the Marquis of Triumph take action?" Ning Chen asked even more puzzled.
He has also heard of Daxia's military god, the head of the ten martial marquis. Since he is so powerful, he does not hurry up. Is it really necessary to wait until Daxia is completely destroyed before he is willing to turn the tide.
"Because His Majesty had strictly prohibited Marquis Kaixuan from taking any action before he disappeared." Zhangsun's eyes were also puzzled as he spoke, but now she is increasingly unable to understand Emperor Xia, what exactly is he trying to do.
Ning Chen has nothing to say, this is such a bullshit, we can't let ordinary soldiers go and fight with the heavy cavalry of the gods, and the invincible Wujun, who will stop him
Moreover, I heard that there is a congenital god of the Eternal Night Sect, but he has never come out. What is the idea of the Eternal Night Sect
Ning Chen found that there were still many things that he didn't understand, especially for the Eternal Night Sect, his knowledge was almost limited to the legends of the world, and he didn't know anything about the internal situation of the real Sect.
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In the Beimeng military camp, Fan Lingyue sat in the tent, with a trace of exhaustion on her beautiful face that had been marching for many days. After a long time, she asked softly, "When will they arrive?"
"Returning to the military advisor, we have set off at noon, and we will arrive in three days at the latest," the young general said respectfully.
"Tell Qingyouyou to be careful, don't let Daxia's spies see any clues," Fan Lingyue reminded calmly.
"Yes." The young general took the order, then turned and left.
"I couldn't kill him at the beginning, and it really caused a lot of trouble."
Fan Lingyue sighed, she didn't intend to use them so quickly, but Da Xia's determination not to die made her have to use the hole card in her hand in advance.
The tiger returning to the mountain will end up in trouble, with one more Ning Chen, there are too many variables.
It's a pity that Si Mingjian was seriously injured by the Prince Yan of Daxia, and he can't take another shot in a short time. Otherwise, it is the best way to get rid of this hidden danger as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Fan Lingyue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, if she guessed correctly, Ning Chen should have the same thoughts as her at this moment.
She can give him a chance, and she can also give herself a chance.
After a while, Fan Lingyue picked up a pen, wrote a letter, and immediately said, "Come on!"
"In" an armored guard walked in.
"You go to the Daxia camp and hand over this letter to a young man named Ning Chen. When you arrive at the Daxia army camp, you directly state that you want to see this person, and the queen of Daxia will introduce you to him." Fan Lingyue handed out the letter and said lightly.
"Yes!" The guard bowed and then walked out.
An hour later, the guards came to the Daxia barracks and bluntly said that they were the messengers of the Northern Mongolian Royal Court and wanted to see Daxia's empress.
A general of Daxia came up and searched him carefully, and immediately led him to the tent of the eldest grandson in person.
"Niangniang, the messenger from Beimeng asks to see you"
"Come in"
In the tent, the eldest grandson hadn't slept yet, and said.
"Come in." The general pushed the guards in a bad tone.
Changsun casually glanced at the Beimeng guards in front of him, and said lightly, "What did your military adviser ask you to do?"
The guard felt uncomfortable being swept away by the eldest grandson, but he still said bravely, "In the name of the military advisor, come here and deliver the letter to a man named Ning Chen in your camp" "Huh?" Hearing this, the eldest grandson's eyes A cold light flashed suddenly, and the temperature of the entire camp seemed to drop suddenly...