Southerners have their own military tactics, and northerners who come here will first suffer from acclimatization problems and may even become unable to swim.

Xiahou Zhenglin shook his head, "We must not underestimate our enemy."

He gazed at the map again, mentally calculating his various plans.

There will be no error.

At least five cities can be recaptured.

Xiong Chumo was ordered to collect oil, but he wasn't worried because he couldn't gather much in a short time.

Not long after, they received confirmation that Xiao Zhixing had arrived at Abaguan and had not attempted any trickery or escape.

After she used that scheme to destroy the Northern Frontier, Xiahou Zhenglin paid special attention to this point.

He didn't dare to fully commit to the project until Xiao Zhixing arrived, fearing she might have secretly gone somewhere and then suddenly appear out of nowhere.

"Alright, generals, listen to my command! Tomorrow we will officially begin our attack on Abaguan and retake our city!"

"yes!"

After taking a sip of water, Xiao Zhixing immediately convened a meeting of his generals at Abaguan to learn about the latest battle situation.

"Regarding the forward shift of the Southern Barbarian front, does anyone have a good plan?" She scanned the crowd.

Luo Zhengnan said, "This humble general is responsible for collecting oil, but I have only collected a little over three hundred catties in a short time, which is not enough."

Another person asked, "Can we use water to attack it?"

"No, it's too late to stop the river upstream."

Even a temporary dike would take ten days to half a month to build, and the Southern Barbarians wouldn't give you the opportunity to build one.

"Alas, we don't have many warships, otherwise we would definitely have had a good battle with them in the Chianan River."

After all, it couldn't compare to the warships that other countries had mobilized their entire nation's resources to build; the number was far fewer.

It's not worthwhile to use our limited ships to fight and lose warships and soldiers for nothing.

Xiong Chumo's eyes flickered slightly as he said, "First, use crossbow formations to defend against the enemy, then quickly transfer fuel from other places. We just need enough to burn 30% of their warships."

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Zhixing said, "Alright, then let's do it your way."

She acted like a hands-off manager, as if she was really just there to oversee things.

The generals were baffled. No, the prince has come all this way, shouldn't he show off his unparalleled wisdom and strategy?

Xiong Chumo stood up and cupped his hands in greeting, "Yes, this humble general is confident that he will defend Aba Pass to the death."

The meeting ended quickly.

The contents quickly reached Xiahou Zhenglin's hands.

"Your Highness, is it because Xiao Zhixing knows he doesn't understand the tactics of the Southern Regions, that he's handed everything over to Xiong Chumo for command?"

Xiahou Zhenglin frowned slightly; he felt something was amiss.

Based on his understanding of Xiao Zhixing, this was not in line with her personality and style of doing things.

Is she really just sitting on the sidelines during such an important battle?

"Someone, go and investigate again. Is this really Xiao Zhixing?"

That's all he could think of.

Don't forget the magic of human skin mask makeup; without close inspection, it can almost be mistaken for the real thing.

The message we received confirmed that it was indeed him.

Because Xiao Zhixing, riding her peerless steed Xueye, and Xiong Chumo patrolled the defense line, the person who went to observe was one of the guards who had accompanied Xiahou Gong to Shengjing and met Xiao Zhixing before.

"Your Highness, I swear on my life that it is she who has come!"

Appearance and height can be faked, but that aura of self-importance is hard for others to imitate.

She's the first person you'll notice in a crowd; a stand-in doesn't have that kind of presence or aura.

Xiahou Zhenglin frowned even more. If that was the case, it was even stranger.

It's incongruous, utterly incongruous.

"Carefully investigate any movement or disturbance on the other side."

Since we can't figure out what's wrong with her, we can only keep a close eye on her and then adapt accordingly.

Xiao Zhixing wandered around outside for half a day before returning to his temporary residence to catch his breath and eat something.

Meanwhile, we are keeping an eye on the Feng family's movements through 172.

“Father, at such a critical moment, if the Feng family really does not take action, we will be despised by the world, and in the future... we will be shamed.”

Feng Mo stood in the middle of the hall and shouted indignantly, flanked by the commanders of Jianan Pass.

Feng Lizhen frowned, as if he were seeing him for the first time. "Third brother, step back. I have my own arrangements."

Feng Mo angrily asked, "Your plan is to just stand by and watch the Southern Barbarians attack our country? To let the Xiao family army hold it up alone? Father, are you trying to invite condemnation from all over the world and make my more than 100,000 brothers in the Jianan Army look unjust?"

Feng Meng shouted, "Third brother, shut up! Is this how you talk to your father?"

Feng Moyi remained fearless. "Brother, even if Father were to behead me today, I would still say that for a general, to be cowardly and stand idly by while his comrades suffer is the most shameful thing!"

Feng Lizhen roared, "Enough, Feng Mo!"

Feng Moha laughed loudly, tears welling in his eyes, "Father, what are you afraid of? You yourself came from the Xiao family army, yet now you stand by and watch the Xiao family army face the Southern Barbarians alone. Such disloyal and unjust behavior, aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

Snap!

A short sword, still in its sheath, came crashing down and struck him squarely in the shoulder. "Feng Mo, I'll teach you to shut up!"

Feng Mo groaned in pain, but still did not back down. He took off his helmet and knelt down. "Father, I am ashamed of you, ashamed of the Feng surname. I, this worthless young general, do not dare to stand up straight in front of the world!"

"We are soldiers of the Great Sheng Dynasty, Father! Are you really going to remain so stubbornly deluded?!"

Everyone present fell silent, and Feng Lizhen, Feng Meng, and Feng Meng's faces turned pale and then red.

Suddenly, General Wu Chun stood up and knelt down behind Feng Mo with a thud. "General, what the Third Young Master said is absolutely right. This humble general advises you to reconsider!"

They were indeed raised and promoted by the Feng family, but this does not conflict with loyalty to the emperor and patriotism.

If a general doesn't protect his country and cower in fear, is he still a general?

When faced with matters of national importance, personal desires and struggles for power must be put aside.

Then, one after another, the generals knelt behind the two men, silently agreeing.

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