"Aunt Cen, what is this?" Yuwen Sinian asked, bowing.
"It's poison. You need to take the antidote every seven days. If you two behave yourselves, I'll give it to you then."
"If you don't behave..."
Cen Ang raised an eyebrow, the meaning of which was self-evident.
The two princes looked at each other. If they didn't eat, Cen Ang would probably pack them up and send them back to the capital, thus ending their chance to leave the palace and establish their own residences.
Am I supposed to be my father's best son for the rest of my life?
Let's do it!
The two princes each swallowed one of the poison pills.
The Seventh Prince is a bit dim-witted, but the Eighth Prince is alright. He doesn't believe Cen Ang would dare to harm them.
After all, Huo Xiaolong would return to the capital if he won. Of course, the worst thing during a war is for someone to cause trouble in the rear, so they didn't lose out by taking the poison.
Who told us we were princes!
"Aunt, is this feasible?" the Eighth Prince asked.
"Can."
"Then I'll go find Huanlv."
"???"
Cen Ang was somewhat incredulous. You are a prince, that's true, but do you know what my status is in the hearts of these girls? Mother, Mom!
You told me to my face that you were going to find my daughter?
I'll make you succumb to the poison right now, believe it or not!
"Stay away from my daughter! Or I'll make you impotent!"
The Seventh Prince, who was just about to seek out a kindred spirit, immediately returned to Cen Ang's side and said respectfully...
"That's just how the Eighth Prince is, Aunt, please don't take it to heart. Our girl is good, it's normal for him to be lustful."
Cen Ang turned his head to look at Yuwen Sixun, flicked his sleeve, and said in a haughty tone.
"You're no better than me!"
Huo Xiaolong and Lan Tingche pursed their lips, not daring to utter a sound.
Lan Tingche was thinking that he also seemed to have designs on his aunt's daughter.
Long'er was wondering whether she should bring her mother along when the generals were being called later, otherwise she was afraid that the two princes would cause her to die if she stayed here.
"Sister, you're pregnant, so try not to go out and lead troops this time. You stay behind and oversee things," Huo Xiaolong said to Chunying below.
The woman nodded.
She was satisfied with the arrangement; it was not a good thing to be reckless on the battlefield.
"Tomorrow, Er Ya will lead five thousand elite troops to retreat five li from Da'an, and not go any further."
"yes!"
Er Ya and Er Hei's weapons are powerful and sweeping, making them even more effective on the battlefield.
Huang Ranhu did not expect that Da Yan would take the initiative to attack, and even Xiao Lanyi and his father did not dare to.
He was in the rear, listening to his subordinates' reports.
"Marshal, the Great Yan has launched a proactive attack and has now driven our frontline troops back five miles!"
After hearing this, the man put down the document in his hand, looked up, and asked...
"Who is leading the team? Is the Prince of Zhenbei leading the team himself?"
The subordinate shook his head.
"It doesn't seem so. She's a female general, and she's very strong."
"A female general? That must be the Prince of Zhenbei."
"But Marshal, there are many female generals in the Zhenbei Garrison, and not only that, there are also quite a few female soldiers."
"Their armor is excellent; those who came back said it's truly impervious to swords and spears, and..."
"And what?" Huang Ranhu asked, frowning.
"Moreover... they are very capable fighters, with strength that rivals that of men. Today, the female general in charge killed at least a hundred of our soldiers."
Huang Ranhu stepped out of the tent and looked at the Zhenbei garrison setting up camp not far from his own military camp. The man narrowed his eyes and said...
"Go and find out where their grain supplies are located, and burn them."
This method worked for them time and time again. Huang Ranhu had a small, well-trained army specifically for this task. Whoever attracted attention or was skilled enough would go and burn the grain supplies.
He relied on this tactic to remain undefeated on the battlefield.
Huang Ranhu was certain that the rations of the Zhenbei garrison would not all be in Dongyu City. They must have some in their camp now, and another batch would be transported over soon. Otherwise, what would the Great Yan army eat and drink?
Huo Xiaolong took Xiaohai Jie and Dani'er directly out of Dongyu and settled in the military camp.
"Is everything arranged at the rear?" Xiao Lanyi asked as he walked over.
"Alright, Sister Ruyi and Sister Liuxu are in charge. Don't worry, brother-in-law. Would the women in my family let me go hungry?"
As Huang Ranhu had predicted, Liu Xu and Ruyi dispatched a thousand men to guard the grain supplies, with Erhei as the commander-in-chief.
The Da'an army slowly approached the group, and then a whistle blew.
At first, the burly, dark-skinned man in the lead acted as a guard, but after fighting with his soldiers for a while, he turned around and fled through a side path.
The Da'an army, which specialized in burning grain and fodder, was completely bewildered.
No, is this how your Great Yan rose to power? You just throw away more than ten cartloads of grain and fodder like that?
In the distance, Erhei was on the mountain, aiming through binoculars. The monkey beside him whispered something to him.
"General, aren't we being a bit too fake?"
"Is it fake?" Erhei asked in a buzzing voice.
"kind of."
"Hey, wait a minute, they're getting close to the car."
The Da'an soldiers obeyed orders and tore off the ropes binding the grain on the cart. They then poked inside with their knives, and rice and flour trickled out.
"Boss, is this poisoned? Do they think the Great Yan army eats such good rice and flour?"
The leader frowned deeply; indeed, it looked exactly like a trap.
"Master Miao, come here, it's your turn."
Miao Cuifang emerged from beside Erhei, and with a gentle flick of her middle finger, shot out a small dagger from her hand.
--bite
The mechanism was cut off, and all the vehicles transporting military supplies exploded from the middle, sending needles flying everywhere and piercing the faces of the Da'an soldiers.
"Long'er, you knew they were coming to rob us."
"This thing was made by the Mando man? It works pretty well!" Miao Cuifang muttered to herself, hiding behind Erhei.
“He didn’t do it,” Erhei replied.
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