When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"General Xilang, if you come to Daning, our Daning royal family, soldiers, and common people will certainly welcome you with open arms."

"You can't be the lord of Western Xinjiang, but I, Kang Zhichun, can be the lord of Daning."

Xilang smiled gently. In the pre-war confrontation, it was the first time that they, Xijiang, suffered a complete defeat.

They didn't even see Jiang Fengsheng, or any of the deputy generals. Just because of this girl, they lost!

Before the battle, the enemy is already weak.

"What a clever mouth." The man in black robe snorted coldly. His voice was very strange, as if it did not come from his mouth.

"Thank you for the compliment. I'll try harder next time."

Kang Zhichun laughed, and the gentle girl put down the strange thing. After saying eight words, she even waved her hand.

The people in Xinjiang were furious, but they couldn't vent their anger.

No matter what you say, at this moment, it seems to be inferior.

"General Xilang." The deputy generals beside him looked at Xilang one by one.

Xilang spread his hands and said, "I said, there is no need to call for help. This is what you discussed. Now that morale is damaged, don't involve me."

Trying to be clever will lead to a big loss.

Even if the city is successfully conquered, so what?

Jiang Fengsheng went to the battlefield on behalf of his father. Even though she was a woman, he still admired her. He was from Xinjiang and he could not choose his country or his own origin.

But his admiration never has any national boundaries.

Just like, he had always admired the man who had disappeared for three years, but he knew that he was not dead. How could such a brilliant young general die?

If he died, how much fun would the world lose? What was the direction of his efforts?

The wizard laughed coldly, his laughter was hoarse but with a strange rhythm, "General Xilang, don't forget that the king has issued an order, the oracle of the wizard god..."

"Wizard, don't forget, I, Xilang, never believe in heaven, earth, or even wizard gods." Xilang sat on a tall horse and looked at the wizard standing below, "I, Xilang, only believe in myself."

"Where are the people from Beirong and Nanman?" He looked at the people on the side.

It is harmless to attack the city, and it does not matter if we lose. Once the people from the Northern Rong and Southern Barbarians arrive, the morale will naturally rise.

All he needs is to wait!

Keep waiting.

Kang Zhichun came down from the city wall, his face not looking very good.

"My opinion is that Xijiang might have a backup plan, especially Xilang. As the head coach of a country, he is too calm."

"Morale, as the dean said, is a strong momentum at the beginning, weak momentum at the second, and exhaustion at the third."

"But he doesn't care at all."

Kang Zhichun gave his opinion. At this moment, there were not only a few little guys in the room, but also Jiang Fengsheng and General Jiang.

Only a few people knew that the general was not dead.

But most people thought he was dead, and he changed his appearance and assumed another identity.

"Something is very wrong." Ning Hanmo and Kang Wu looked at each other, and a thoughtful look flashed in the eyes of both of them.

But, what will be the back-up plan?

"Northern Rong and Southern Barbarians?"

At this time, the four people spoke in unison.

Ning Hanmo, Kang Wu, Ning Qiancheng and Kang Naixin.

After the four people finished speaking, they looked at each other and the ending was already determined.

The soldiers from Western Xinjiang who were supposed to arrive have already arrived, and the imperial reinforcements from Daning have also arrived.

However, the spies in the Western Frontier should have reported the situation back long ago, but the situation is still the same now, which can only mean that they have a bigger backup plan.

Not caring about morale shows that General Xilang has enough confidence that he can mobilize the morale of the Western Xinjiang troops later.

They couldn't find any other reason except support.

So……

Several children frowned, "This battle is not going to be easy."

Kang Ziwei and Jiang Yunchu were not in the room. They had already gone to the medical tent and had been making preparations, preparing medicinal herbs, supplies, and everything that could be prepared in advance.

In the room, Jiang Fengsheng and General Jiang looked at each other and asked, "What do you think?"

On the large table in the middle of the room was a huge sand table with the military positions of various countries shown on it.

"It would be great if we could contact the Wangfu Army and the Jiang Family Army." Ning Hanmo sighed, thinking about other possibilities.

Now that the enemy is at the gate, it is too late to contact us.

General Jiang coughed lightly, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

The princess’s choice was right, and letting them stay was also right.

Although they are young, they can grow up in blood and human lives. Talking about it on paper is ultimately shallow.

"Can you mobilize another team?"

"No, it takes three teams." Kang Wu shook his head and counted carefully, at least three teams of people.

Jiang Fengsheng did not show any emotion in response to the shouting just now. She was a woman, the daughter of the Jiang family, and she grew up listening to all kinds of unpleasant shouting sounds.

But when the eldest daughter walked up to the city wall, the layout of the city changed. This change made her realize for the first time that her children seemed to have changed a long time ago, but she had never realized it before.

This time, she wanted to hear the children's opinions, "What are your plans?"

Yun Chu said, back-up plan.

They have already made all the necessary preparations, and all they need to do is wait.

Whether the children are right or wrong, it is part of their growth process.

"A team of people is stuck here."

"Team Two, stuck here."

"Three teams, stuck here."

At this time, Kang Wu took out three small flags and inserted them directly into three places. "Remember? The dean said that we can't fight with force when we have fewer people against more people. There is only one way."

When Kang Wu said this, the remaining ten people, except for the one who had already thought of it, all had their eyes lit up, "Guerrilla warfare!"

"That's right, guerrilla warfare!"

"The enemy is coming..." Kang Wu said with a smile.

"When the enemy comes, I run. When the enemy leaves, I attack. When the enemy rests, I harass. When the enemy is on guard, I rest." Everyone said in unison, but their voices were not loud. However, they all remembered it clearly.

It turned out that when they had just entered school and the dean was telling them stories, many things had already been stuffed into their minds, forming strong memories.

When they need it, this memory will automatically resurrect.

"Guerrilla warfare?" General Jiang's eyes became even more fiery when he heard the name and their subsequent words.

"Good good."

The three words "good" represent the old general's somewhat excited mood.

"Keep going!" Jiang Fengsheng looked at the children and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"There is a team here, led by Kang Wen, me, and Zhi Qiu."

"This team is led by Boss Ning and Jia Chuan, plus Zhang Cunwen."

"There is a team here, led by Naixin and Zhixia, plus Han Wenjun."