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

"We only need to set up fixed points and conduct guerrilla warfare, focusing on taking the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared. There is no advance setting or arrangement. We need to adapt to local conditions, and the team leader needs to make unified arrangements." Kang Wu looked at General Jiang and Jiang Fengsheng with a serious expression.

"No." General Jiang refused without even thinking about it. How old were they? Even if they were to be executed, other people would be needed. How could he let children go deep into the enemy camp to harass them?

Jiang Fengsheng didn't say anything, but he didn't agree either.

"What about me?" Kang Zhichun thought about it and realized that his name was indeed not there.

"Zhichun, it is more valuable for you to stay in the military camp than to fight guerrilla warfare with us." Ning Hanmo looked at Kang Zhichun and shook his head gently.

Ning Qiancheng smiled bitterly, "After all, it's still about identity."

He is so smart, how could he not know the reason why Kang Wu kept him and Kang Zhichun behind when he made the arrangements?

Kang Zhichun is chosen because of her charming voice and her conducting talent.

And he...

It’s just because of his identity, because he is a prince, even if he is an ignored and unfavored prince, no one cares, but his life cannot be left here.

"Youngest." Ning Hanmo patted his shoulder, "It's not just because of your identity."

"Hmm?" Ning Qiancheng raised his head and looked at Ning Hanmo.

"Indeed." Kang Wu also nodded. He was the one who arranged the personnel, so he had more say.

"Have you forgotten your goal?"

"Your goal has been set. This goal means that you will not be able to take risks with us." Kang Wu's voice was a little cold, and his eyes showed a sense of being out of the matter.

When he thinks about a problem, he easily separates himself from it, even his own emotions.

Ning Qiancheng nodded, "I understand."

"I will protect myself and Sister Zhichun." He has his mission and things he needs to take on. When the goal is set, he is destined to give up something.

"Good brother." Ning Hanmo patted his shoulder again.

"Wait, have you forgotten something? I don't agree." General Jiang panted. Why are you all so stubborn and stubborn like calves?

The eleven people smiled at each other, and then sent out a few people to compete with General Jiang and Jiang Fengsheng.

"be careful."

"We agree, but you must come back to me without missing a single one." General Jiang looked at the few people. Each of them was wearing a black cloth. Behind them, each team had a hundred people who were good at riding and shooting.

"Yes!"

The nine people clasped their fists and then left in a hurry.

They only need internal unity. As for the outside world, there are naturally ways to persuade them. This is why they persuaded Ning Qiancheng first.

In the grove, nine young men looked at each other and said, "That's it. Goodbye. No one will be left behind."

"All returned."

This was their true departure, and also their first step forward. Before, there had always been someone protecting them in a place they didn't know about.

But now...

Looking at the mountains and rivers of Daning, they also have people to protect.

Protect the mountains and rivers, and protect the health of the people.

"drive!"

The three hundred and nine horses were divided into three teams. Each team had one hundred and three horses, corresponding to one hundred and three people. In front of each team, sitting on the tall horses was a young man whose feet could not even support his soles.

"what?"

Hearing the news from Jiang Fengsheng, Jiang Yunchu stood up from the stool and asked, "Where did they go?"

"Go deep into the enemy camp and say guerrilla warfare is necessary." The messenger was trembling a little at this moment.

In the past, the princess was always smiling and seemed to be kind to everyone, but now the pressure from her made him feel breathless.

"I understand, please go back."

Jiang Yunchu nodded, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had regained his composure.

They believe in themselves, so she should try to believe in them too.

If she doesn't believe in her own child, how can others believe in it?

but……

The eaglets have finally grown up and they have to fly on their own. It seems like it has become a habit for me to protect them, but at this moment I feel a little uncomfortable.

"Dean." Kang Ziwei looked at her with some concern.

Jiang Yunchu looked at her and said, "I have always told everyone to let you grow."

"But when this day finally came, I didn't expect that the person I couldn't let go of the most was not someone else, but me."

Kang Ziwei put down what she was holding, walked to the dean, and hugged her.

"Dean, your arms have always been protecting us. Even when you are training us, it is always under the protection of others. But the young eagle will eventually fly."

"Dean, you've done enough. In the years to come, just let us grow on our own."

The girl's soft voice and her warm embrace made Jiang Yunchu smile bitterly, "You guys."

"It grew so fast that I was a little caught off guard."

"But... I'm not that fragile yet. It's time to let you guys go."

She patted Ziwei's head very gently and said, "Get to work."

"Yes!" Kang Ziwei nodded and chuckled.

The companions have their own battlefield, and she also has her own battlefield.

"Report!"

"Report!"

The voices of reports from inside and outside the city seemed to overlap, creating an inexplicable sense of time and space interweaving.

"The Beirong army is fifty miles away from our army."

"Where is the Nanman army?" Xilang sat on a rock and looked at the person who reported.

"The brother who is a hundred miles away has not received any information yet. It is estimated to be a hundred miles away." The man answered quickly.

"Keep exploring and keep reporting." Xilang frowned.

Shouldn't...

The Southern Barbarians should be closer than the Northern Barbarians, but they haven't arrived yet. What's going on?

In the south, the royal army.

Is he finally going to show up?

"Yes!" The person who reported it ran away.

At this moment in the city, "fifty miles away, there is an unknown army marching from the north, presumably the Northern Rong Army."

"How many people?" Jiang Fengsheng asked.

“The number is undetermined right now, but it’s over 30,000.”

Thirty thousand troops, more than thirty thousand...

Jiang Fengsheng nodded, "Continue to pay attention."

A few days ago, the country increased its troops by 20,000, and the Beirong side had more than 30,000. Now that all the soldiers are in the city, the enemy's coalition forces have a major advantage in terms of numbers.

"Wait." When everyone went out, General Jiang looked at the sand table and readjusted all the moves. Looking at the inexplicably familiar sand table, he could only wait.

They are waiting, and people in Xinjiang are waiting too.

Just look...

Who has more patience?