"Something bad." Before Xiao Nan finished her reply, a figure appeared behind her like a ghost.
Lu Songping only took one look at the black horse, and his expression instantly darkened.
"This is General Zuo's horse."
Xiao Nanhui nodded, eagerly showing the marks on the horse to the other party, and quickly recounted the previous incident of Su Pingchuan Bijiang being captured. Before she could express her own inference, Lu Songping had already made a judgment.
He untied the brass horn that had been hanging from his waist.
"Inform all battalions immediately, follow previous deployments and prepare to meet the enemy attack."
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If Xiao Nanhui had to give Lu Songping a name, he would choose "calculate".
Just like that night in the palace of Prince Kang in Tongcheng, she used the "luring the tiger away from the mountain" strategy on him, but he almost immediately figured out that something was going to happen, so he made a surprise counterattack and almost trapped her in the Snow Palace.
Not to mention the last time we hunted the bats at night and investigated the rebels.
This may explain why, although his martial arts skills may not be as good as Ding Weixiang's, he can still serve as a captain of a battalion.
But this time, even Lu Songping could not have expected this.
He calculated that the north wind would blow violently in Suyan as soon as September came, and the wind would carry away the smell of fireworks in the camp, so he chose to camp at the leeward end of the Tianmu River, but he did not expect that there would be heavy fog coming from the west.
He anticipated that carrier pigeons might reveal the location of the camp, so he standardized the method of delivering military reports early on. However, he did not anticipate that the defeated general's horse a few months ago would be able to "recognize the way back."
Xiao Nanhui could understand Lu Songping's regret, but he also vaguely felt that all this was not his negligence, but that the Bai family was going against the will of heaven.
Suyan has always been so dry that you can't squeeze out a drop of water. How could it be foggy?
Horses understand human nature, and war horses are especially sensitive to the minds of their masters. How could they easily obey orders from outsiders?
She would never believe that the Southern Qiang people had not done anything wrong.
The blood symbol on the horse's forehead is the best evidence.
Yet, if someone had mentioned the concept of spells and talismans to her a few months ago, she would have rolled her eyes. Her annual visit to the temple didn't necessarily mean she was a believer in ghosts and spirits, but ever since her encounter with that person, strange things had begun to happen in her life, things she couldn't explain in her previous understanding.
The mysterious and elusive Puhuna who kills people with a flying wire, the skinny and ruthless Anlu who strikes with all his might, the hundreds of miles of wasteland, the endless strange legends, and... that man himself.
Maybe she didn't grow up on her own, but was changed by others without her realizing it.
In the past, she only saw the good in martial artists and not the bad in them, but now she also knows how to appreciate the gloomy and cunning people like Lu Songping.
She didn't know whether this change was good or bad, she just felt that maybe when she returned to Quecheng and met that bad guy Xu Shu again, her fighting ability might be improved and she wouldn't suffer any more losses.
If she still has time to go back.
This time the Western Expedition was divided into three routes. The northern route was led by Xuanyuan King Su Che, who led the main force of Guangyao Camp to besiege Bijiang from Famangling. The central route was led by Qinghuai Marquis Xiao Zhun, who led the Subei army to enter Tongcheng from the west and directly attack Sanmu Pass. Only the whereabouts of the team led by the emperor himself were unpredictable.
Legend has it that the Black Feather Battalion of Tiancheng only accompanied the emperor, but Bai Shi found a Black Feather Battalion arrowhead in the Sanmu Pass Gorge. This significantly affected Bai Shi's assessment of the situation in Bijiang, leading to the loss of the opportunity to block Tiancheng's advance to Sudong. Although Bai Shi later used hidden agents planted early in the morning within Tiancheng to break the Guangyao Battalion's surprise attack, the seemingly stalemate in the battle had in fact already developed into an irreversible situation.
For the Bai family, the disparity in military strength between the two sides was huge. If they could not quickly reverse the situation in a short period of time, it would only be a matter of time before Tiancheng penetrated deep into the hinterland and annexed Bijiang.
Everything is just a matter of time. Unless, they can kill the throne directly.
The emperor who was involved in the situation would not fail to understand this. Although he had the advantage of being stationed on the west bank of the Tianmu River, he seemed to have no other defenses. In order to cooperate with the deployment after the dam was destroyed three days later, he even transferred most of the troops from the royal tent, leaving only half of the Black Feather Camp and the remaining camps with a total of less than 20,000 troops.
Many years later, when Xiao Nanhui dreamed about what happened that day, he still thought that the man did it on purpose to lure the enemy out, or that he really made a mistake and almost lost his life.
There was only one possibility that she was afraid to confirm, that was that the man was just like him when he went incognito to Huozhou, with a terrible desire to die, and that was why he took risks everywhere.
Of course, this is all in the past.
At this moment, Xiao Nanhui had no time to think about these questions. She was caught in a huge anxiety about the impending storm, and her body was only mechanically executing Lu Songping's order to deploy troops.
The Tiancheng army used flags to change formations during marches, and only blew horns in times of crisis and attack. At this moment, a thick fog still covered the camp for a hundred miles, making it pitch black. This situation was a huge test for all the Tiancheng generals and soldiers.
Shika Songping's gloomy, almost sickly face now exuded a convincing sense of reliability through the mist. After all, everyone believed that to defeat a cunning and perverted enemy, one had to employ an even more cunning and perverted general.
Now the most cunning person in the camp is on the throne, and the second is Lu Songping.
During the Tongcheng Rebellion, Lu Songping resigned from his post as a lieutenant and arrived as a provincial governor to stabilize the situation, demonstrating his ability to control the situation. It was rumored that the Black Feather Battalion was the most flexible and adaptable, with ninety-nine methods of marching and deploying formations. They were adept at both offense and defense, and could use both numbers and numbers, making them the most formidable of the various battalions.
However, the situation is now quite serious. The Black Feather Camp has many archers who are good at long-range attacks but not good at close combat. They must occupy advantageous terrain and a broad field of vision in order to defeat the enemy.
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