Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Fang Hong was surprised again. What Qiao Jianer said just now was just common sense. It was just that she was born in a relatively isolated place like the South, which surprised him a little.

Unexpectedly, she also understands formations.

He wanted to ask, but seeing the determination and intelligence in the girl's black eyes, he felt that he should not question it.

"Okay, I'll get some pen and ink."

Watching Fang Hong get up and leave, Qiao Jianer tapped the table with her fingers and no longer had any desire to drink tea.

There are twenty tribal alliances and 800,000 soldiers. If Daze State cannot win as soon as possible, the people will really live in dire straits.

And she can't even think about doing business properly.

The war is about everyone's fate.

She carefully reviewed the formations that had played an important role in history.

For example, there's the Three Talents Infinite Formation created by Qi Jiguang, the Eight Gates Locking Gold Formation created by Zhuge Liang, which consists of eight small formations and is very complex and difficult to deal with, as well as the Eight-Sided Ambush Formation created by Han Xin, the Seven Stars Big Dipper Formation from martial arts novels, the Four-Gate Bottom-line Formation, the Five Tigers and Sheep Formation...

Each formation needs to be used in combination with different situations. Properly coordinating the right time, place and people will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Fang Hong took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked the waiter for clean water to grind the inkstone.

After it was ground, Qiao Jianer dipped it in ink and wrote smoothly on the unfolded paper, and also drew the corresponding formation diagram.

The font is lively and vivid, and the formation diagram is also at the level of a painter, very exquisite.

Her eyes were calm, and her small body exuded an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers.

Fang Hong was simply stunned.

There is such a genius in this world.

He felt a little regretful. If only the two young masters were present, it would be great. Miss Jian'er was so confident of winning and so sure of controlling everything. If the eldest and second young masters saw her, they would be so amazed.

Qiao Jianer wrote ten formations in one breath.

"Like this four-door defense formation, arrange the formation in four directions: Black Tortoise in the north, Vermillion Bird in the south, White Tiger in the west, and Azure Dragon in the east, and surround the enemy. Use fire attacks in some directions, deploy cavalry in others, and deploy crossbows in others—"

"This Two Dragons Emerging from the Water Formation allows the troops to attack from two different directions, launching a surprise attack from both ends. This can flexibly contain both ends, and can also combine to form a powerful anti-enemy force. By separating and interweaving, the enemy is completely unpredictable."

"If defense is truly necessary, use the Liu Ding Liu Jia formation. This is the most important formation in Maoshan Taoism. Of course, this should only be used as a last resort."

Qiao Jian'er put away the pen and said, "Okay, Uncle Fang, find a way to get it into the hands of the combat generals. They are experienced and will choose different formations according to different situations to maximize the effect."

A large piece of rice paper was filled with densely written and drawn things.

Qiao Jianer's hands were sore and he rubbed his neck.

Fang Hong held up the large drawing as if it were a treasure.

The practical operation and specific usage of each formation are written in detail above.

"Miss Qiao, although I don't know how to deploy troops, I have dealt with several generals. The formations they often use are not like the one you wrote down. Even if there are similar ones, they are not as strict in attack and defense. Moreover, many of their formations are outdated."

"If they find it suitable for use, then that will be your opportunity. I hope these formation diagrams can be of great use in combat."

Although Qiao Jian'er is a woman, if the emperor knew that her formation provided assistance, he would definitely not treat her unfairly.

This little girl, her good days are yet to come.

Of course, in this case, Fang Hong would not say in advance whether these formation diagrams would be adopted by the generals or whether they could help the Daze Kingdom’s army win the battle. He could not guarantee it, so he could only say let’s give it a try.

If you fail, just say you got it from a master and try your luck.

If it succeeds, we will say it is Qiao Jianer's credit.

Fang Hong placed the rice paper next to the stove to dry, folded it carefully, and then placed it solemnly in the inner pocket of his sleeve.

He seemed to have thought of something, and there was a struggle on his face.

"Miss Qiao, there is something I don't know whether I should tell you."

"Ah? Uncle Fang, you don't have to be polite to me."

"And there's a letter for you." For some reason, when Qiao Lian'er mentioned the word "letter", she seemed to notice that Fang Hong couldn't suppress a smile on his face.

"A letter? Who wrote it?"

"This letter was casually stuffed into a bamboo tube without a seal. When I received it, I opened it and took a look."

As Fang Hong spoke, he couldn't help but lower his head and laugh, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

"Uncle Fang, are you okay?" Qiao Lian'er wondered, how could Fang Hong, a serious person, become like this? Was he stimulated by something?

"It's okay, I'm fine, little girl. I'm fine. It's just that the young master was too naughty to mail something like this here."

Fang Hong waved his hands.

When he said this, Qiao Jianer became even more curious: "Uncle Fang, Young Master Pei is a bit cynical to begin with. I don't care what he writes."

When Fang Hong finally stopped laughing, he took out a letter from another pocket.

"Miss Qiao, wait until I'm gone before you take a look."

He was a little worried. If he watched it now, would Qiao Jianer want to hit him?

"Okay." Qiao Jianer took it and was not in a hurry to open it.

Having said almost everything that needed to be said and having two cups of tea, Fang Hong said goodbye and left.

He stopped when he was about to mount his horse and said, "Miss Qiao, are you ready?"

"Ready." Qiao Jianer nodded.

"Okay, this way I can give an explanation to you when I return."

I watched Fang Hong leave and disappear at the end of the street.

Qiao Jianer lowered his head and opened the letter in his hand. There was no text on it, just a picture.

But when she saw the picture clearly, her face suddenly turned pale.

"Pei Zhujin, you bastard."

"Do your father and mother know about this?"

Draw a picture of a turtle for her and say she is a turtle, right?

The turtle in the picture is grinning, as if it is laughing at her.

He couldn't let him go like this, so Qiao Lian'er quickly untied Dahong and drove the carriage after Fang Hong.

As soon as Fang Hong left the city, he heard Qiao Jianer calling him from behind.

When he turned around, he saw Qiao Jianer chasing him with his horse and carriage, and his face was full of anger.

Fang Hong knew that Qiao Jianer had read the letter and the matter was serious.

Are you here to settle the score with him?

Instead of stopping, he spurred his horse to a gallop.

"Uncle Fang, wait for me, I want you to pass something on to me." Qiao Lianer shouted anxiously.

Fang Hong didn't believe it. Women have many tricks to deceive people. He whipped the horse with the reins as hard as he could.