In the wounded soldiers’ camp of Quyang City, Gu Jiao had just finished distributing anti-inflammatory drugs and wound dicine to the dical officers. From the experience of several battles, the demand for these two types of dicines was huge.
The small first aid kit provided a significant amount, and before coming, the National Master Hall also gifted them a large quantity of homade pills and ointnt, and Gu Jiao had also collected a lot of herbs along the way.
Thirty dical officers were so busy in the wounded soldiers’ camp that their feet didn’t touch the ground. They might not have directly participated in the battle, but they were indeed at the rear of the battlefield, with a constant stream of wounded soldiers being sent over. They, like the cavalry, experienced a very tiring day and night.
So dical officers really couldn’t hold on any longer and fell asleep on the ground; others nodded off at the table. Those who could barely endure were working with huge dark circles under their eyes, changing dressings, checking, and performing surgeries for the wounded soldiers.
"Go into the city and hastily get so doctors over."
After leaving the wounded soldiers’ camp, Gu Jiao instructed Master Hu.
Master Hu replied: "Yes."
The military camp is a place with extrely high efficiency; so matters that might take ten days to half a month in local governnt offices are completed here promptly, as orders are carried out without fail.
The first night, Master Hu went into the city and hurriedly recruited over thirty doctors. Additionally, a new candidate for city lordship was already settled.
The candidate was nad Qian Wang, who had previously served as the local prefect. He was considered sowhat upright but was not a trusted confidant of the Nangong Family, so he had not been valued.
The Nangong Family abandoned the city this ti without him.
Gu Jiao temporarily appointed him as the new city lord of Quyang City.
At approximately the hour of Hai, Mu Qingchen returned to the camp dragging his weary body.
Originally, he thought that not having to kill people would be very relaxing, but who would have guessed that dealing with a group of street neighbors (mostly won and children) would also be sothing that consus a lot of ntal energy.
His throat even felt dry.
Gu Jiao leaned against the big tree at the camp gate, arms crossed, watching him: "Well done, Director Mu, continue tomorrow."
"What director?" Mu Qingchen asked in a raspy voice.
"Director." Won’s Federation Director, Gu Jiao supplented ntally, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, "It’s okay, you go rest."
Your gaze always makes people think there’s nothing good.
But Mu Qingchen was really too tired, he couldn’t be bothered with whatever sche Gu Jiao was plotting in her heart, as he returned to his barracks covered in dust and imdiately fell asleep.
The previous two days, Gu Jiao hadn’t given any orders, only letting the military officers recover and rest fully.
On the night of the second day, she called in the six chief commanders and Mu Qingchen into the barracks to discuss strategies to counter the enemy.
In the center of the barracks’ table, there was a sand table, and on the table were small wooden plaques representing troops and cities.
Gu Jiao pointed to a valley at the border of the two countries: "This is Yann Pass. Originally, there was a camp stationed in the valley and checkpoints set up. To facilitate the invasion of Liang Country’s army, the Nangong Family withdrew the checkpoints, and the camp’s defensive asures were wholly destroyed; it is already impossible to defend here. Thus, Quyang City has beco the first line of defense against the Liang Country’s army. No matter what, we must hold Quyang."
Everyone agreed with the young commander’s words.
Cheng Fugui’s arm was wrapped with gauze around his neck, and he gritted his teeth: "The Nangong Family, that group of bastards! To actually do this kind of treasonous rubbish! If I catch them again, I’ll certainly slaughter them with a knife!"
Li Jin was the most composed among them, looking at the sand table thoughtfully for a mont before asking, "They will arrive at Yann Pass tomorrow."
"Correct," Gu Jiao said, "However, they, like us, are exhausted after a long journey and will not imdiately proceed with the city siege plan. At least, they will need a day to rest. This is our chance."
Li Jin asked, "Does the commander an..."
Gu Jiao said, "We can’t sit and wait to be defeated. The most optimistic scenario is that Chang Wei is willing to lead the tens of thousands of captives in the city to defend with us; the worst result is having to fight at the city gate, with fires breaking out inside."
Cheng Fugui frowned: "Chang Wei might seize the opportunity to rebel?"
Li Jin said, "This possibility can’t be ruled out."
Cheng Fugui hastily said, "Why not just kill him outright?"
Everyone looked at Gu Jiao; they too felt Chang Wei posed a huge risk, better to eliminate this trouble permanently.
Gu Jiao said with a serious expression: "If it truly cos to that point, when we need the whole army to fight, then I will definitely kill him before marching."
Listening to Gu Jiao’s words eased everyone.
The fierce reputation of the young commander on the battlefield was well-known by all; he would never break his word or be swayed by rcy.
Li Jin further asked: "The commander just said we cannot sit and wait to be defeated; do you already have so plan?"
Gu Jiao said: "The imperial army will take more than ten days to arrive, so we must delay Liang Country army’s attack plan."
Deputy leader Zhang Shiyong of the reserve barracks slapped his thigh: "I got it! Burn their grain supplies!"
The right commander Zhou Ren who was also from the reserve barracks glared at him: "Why do you only know about burning grain supplies? Who’s going to burn them? You?"
Zhang Shiyong puffed out his chest: "If it’s up to , then ! All of you are fighting on the front lines, while I can only guard the captives in the reserve barracks; I’ve longed to fight a big battle with them!"
Gu Jiao picked up a small wooden plaque, placed it north of Quyang City, and said: "This is New City, which recently voluntarily surrendered to the Nangong Family. After the Nangong Family left Quyang City, they should have gone here. There aren’t many troops defending New City. If the Liang Country’s army’s grain supplies are burned, they will certainly go to New City to loot. Whether the Nangong Family cooperates willingly or is forced to tributary doesn’t matter; they will not mobilize military rations."
Li Jin realized, his expression turned serious as he said: "They will oppress the common people, plundering their fat and oil!"
Gu Jiao nodded.
Zhang Shiyong also understood and scratched his head, saying, "It seems we temporarily can’t burn Liang Country’s army’s food supplies. But if we don’t burn the supplies, how can we delay their attack?"
Gu Jiao’s gaze fell on the sand table, "Sabotage their siege military equipnt."
Liang Country’s chariots are extrely powerful, and the ladders are swift and fierce. But if these important military equipnt are gone, what will they use to attack? Pry with knives? Climb with hands?
Of course, they could go to the new city and "borrow" military equipnt from the Nangong Family, or assemble new military equipnt. But the forr lacks power, and the latter takes too long. Neither favors Liang Country’s siege plan.
Cheng Fugui praised, "Brilliant, I’ve only heard of burning food supplies before, first ti hearing of sabotaging military equipnt."
Mainly because military equipnt is hard to destroy; burns slowly and can’t be chopped easily, often chopping a few tis alarms the enemy.
But now they have a secret weapon to destroy military equipnt—Snow Region Heavenly Silkworm silk, which can definitely cut invisibly.
There are five strands of Snow Region Heavenly Silkworm silk, one strand for two people plus scouts, making a total of eleven people.
This is a suicide squad.
Because it’s too dangerous, they might not return at any ti.
"I’ll go!" Cheng Fugui stood up and said.
Gu Jiao looked at his arm that was hanging, "You all are not going tonight; Zhou Ren, Zhang Shiyong, go bring Wei Renchong, Zhao Dengfeng, and Li Shen here."
Afterwards, Gu Jiao selected several cavalry with outstanding light skills and without injuries in the battle.
"I will go too."
She encountered Mu Qingchen walking towards her as she exited the tent.
Gu Jiao’s gaze skipped over Mu Qingchen, landing on Hu Shiye behind him.
Hu Shiye rubbed his nose, "Th-th-th... the Princess has ordered Master Mu to personally protect your safety."
He was using a fake command, the truth being he was worried about his master, so he secretly called Mu Qingchen.
From any angle, Mu Qingchen’s martial arts are the best among these people; it’s reliable to block a knife.
"Okay." Gu Jiao did not refuse.
However, before departing, Gu Jiao called another person.
Gu Jiao with her hands behind her back, calmly watched Chang Wei on the sickbed, "You’re recovering well, it’s ti to get so exercise."
Chang Wei turned away, "I won’t serve you!"
Gu Jiao shrugged, "You don’t have to serve . But I can’t just support so many rebel captives for nothing; food supplies are very precious. Otherwise, I might as well kill one hundred and eighty a day to save so supplies for my cavalry."
Chang Wei looked at her coldly, "You’re despicable!"
Gu Jiao smiled faintly, "You’re the most familiar with the terrain of Yan Gate Pass. Lead the way, otherwise I’ll bury your subordinates now!"
Chang Wei knew he was facing a youth who would kill without blinking, using conscience or reputation to awaken or restrain him, none would work!
Eventually, Chang Wei gritted his teeth, painfully accepting Gu Jiao’s coercion.
"I want my own horse!"
"Give it to him." Gu Jiao said.
Zhou Ren commanded his n to bring his warhorse over.
Watching Chang Wei nimbly mount the horse, Gu Jiao squinted her eyes.
Still so fierce right after surgery, truly worthy of being Chang Wei.
To reduce the sound of armor friction and better conceal themselves, the team changed into night clothing.
The group rode out of Quyang City, heading west towards Yan Gate Pass.
According to scouts, Liang Country’s army will camp in the valley outside Yan Gate Pass tonight. Their horses must not get too close; otherwise, the hoofbeats would be heard in the military camp.
"The horses can’t go any further." Arriving at a mountain, Chang Wei tightened the reins.
The group dismounted.
Chang Wei tied his horse to a big tree. Seeing Gu Jiao’s group not moving, he said strangely, "Tie the horses, or they’ll run away. You’re cavalry, how can you not understand this?"
Gu Jiao replied seriously, "But Hei Fengqi don’t need tying."
They’re particularly disciplined, never run off.
Chang Wei: "..." Why suddenly feel a bit embarrassed?
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