"Don't worry about going to Weizhou! I'll take care of Sister Xue'er."
Zhao Muyun was deeply moved by Bai Ruolan's promise. Regardless of the blood on Bai Ruolan's hands, he hugged her tightly in his arms.
"Zhao Muyun, what are you going to do?"
Bai Ruolan was suddenly attacked by Zhao Muyun and became panicked.
"I just want to hug my wife, is there anything wrong with that?" Zhao Muyun said arrogantly.
Bai Ruolan symbolically struggled a few times, then said angrily: "I haven't even married yet, and Sister Xue'er is here too!"
"So what? I not only want to hug you, but also kiss you!"
“No…”
......
One day later, early morning.
It was dawn.
A rustling sound was heard in a forest at the foot of Feihu Ridge.
Immediately afterwards, team after team of soldiers, led by officers, moved through the woods like ghosts.
They had no expression on their faces, said nothing, and followed their comrades in front of them closely.
"Sir, the valley ahead is the Tartar camp." A scout like a clever monkey appeared from not far ahead and ran quickly to a tall and handsome officer with a gaze as sharp as an arrow.
"Are we in an upper hand now?" the officer asked calmly with a stern face.
The scout wet his fingers with his saliva, raised them up to feel the ground, and said without hesitation, "Yes, this is the southeast side of the Tartar camp, right upwind."
"Pass the word down, everyone, prepare the sulfur, saltpeter, oilcloth, and vegetable oil for kindling!"
"Follow my orders and quickly get into combat position!"
"We're about to send rockets to the Tartars!"
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