Bei Molian looked at Long Yubing in surprise, then clasped his fists with admiration and said, "Do you know how the lady?" Long Yubing frowned slightly and explained, "This is very simple - most of Hualazimo's body is thousands of miles away. They thought that the southern part of the Central Plains must pass through Tubo and Miao realms. Even if one is willing to lend it to the Turks, will both families borrow it? So it can only be Hualazimo who will attack the two places and force the recruitment to replenish their troops!"

Bei Mo clapped his hands murmurly: "Miss Long is very saying! Alas! I sent dozens of spies to stab him, but I was told by Miss Long Yubing in one sentence!" Tang Zixi and Bai Yixu both looked at Long Yubing with a fascination. Long Yubing smiled and nodded and said, "It's Master Beimo that praises too much." Bai Xiaofeng looked at Long Yubing and smiled: "Miss Long, what else do you want to know? Just ask the Prime Minister Beimo directly. He won't hide anything from you - I can guarantee it, old woman."

When Long Yubing heard this, he immediately stared at Bei Molian and asked, "Dare you ask the prefect, how many people are there in our city?" Bei Molian thought for a while, then shook his head and replied, "There are about 60,000 people." Long Yubing's beautiful Liu Yemei lowered a little again: "That's the case... Then, how many generals are there in the prefect of Bei Mo?"

Bei Molian said without hesitation: "Miss Long, I, Bei Molian, have eleven generals under my command - two of them, seven deputy generals, and two pioneer generals. Miss Long?" Long Yubing's eyes flashed and then asked: "Eleven people? Are there any of these people who are good at fighting?" Bai Xiaofeng hurriedly explained: "Miss Long means, who is the one who is the most capable of fighting?"

Bei Molian was slightly stunned, then his face showed unconcealed pride and said, "Miss Long just doesn't understand the rules of the army, so you don't have to mind the imperial edict... Haha, I'm not afraid of all the jokes. The most brave general under my command is my son Bei Mo! He is patrolling the vanguard camp now." As he said that, Bei Molian looked at Long Yubing unconsciously, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Long Yubing tilted his head and looked at the map on the table for a while, held his forehead and said slowly: "At present, we are just relying on the natural danger of Shouma Gorge... If there is enough food and supplies, it would be nothing. Just... just..." Bei Molian said with a serious expression: "Miss Long said very well. At first, we had fought with the Barbarians three or four times, and each had a victory or defeat. Later, several generals came from the Barbarians, all of whom were inappropriate. We even lost several generals, and we could only guard Shouma Gorge to wait for help."

Long Yubing closed his lips and looked at the map. Luo Rui walked to Long Yubing and asked quietly, "Long Nizi, don't you understand?" Long Yubing nodded awkwardly. Luo Rui glanced at the map on the table, stretched out his white and slender fingers, and pointed to a dot on the map: "The Barbarian Camp should be here! This is called... Shan Qiaoba?"

Bei Molian stuttered, then stared at Luo Rui with admiration: "The female hero is so proud! I also thought the Barbarian Camp is there - because this Shan Qiaoba is more than forty-three miles away, and the terrain is high. To the south of this place is a flat land, advancing, retreating and defending, which is a place that military strategists must fight for! But our spies don't have that great ability to do it, and they can't get there at all!" Bai Xiaofeng asked in confusion: "Why?"

Bei Molian shook his head and explained, "Because Haletu has learned his lesson this time, he has brought many strange people, including the evil masters invited from Miaojiang and Tubo! There are many institutions on the way to his camp, so our spies are not that great!" As he said that, Bei Molian glanced at Bai Xiaofeng. Bai Xiaofeng looked at Mu Wushuang, Lin Miao and Tang Zixi, and were about to speak, but Bei Molian had already continued, "There are ten thousand Turkic iron-armored soldiers outside the Shouma Gorge, so it would be very dangerous to send people out to inquire about the news."

Long Yubing moved his pair of beautiful eyes away from the map: "But the prefect of Beimo, are we going to sit and wait for death?" Beimolian replied embarrassedly: "Miss Long, the one who leads the army in Shoumaxia is Tu Zehuang, one of Haletumeng's confidants. This man held a black iron heavy halberd. The weapons in our hands would be broken into two pieces in one move. How can we fight this battle?!" As soon as Beimolian finished speaking, Lin Miao and Bai Yixu brothers and sisters looked at Mu Wushuang. They knew that the Juluo Sword in Mu Wushuang could fight the black iron heavy halberd.

Long Yubing pursed his lips and whispered: "Die hooligan, are you sure..." Lin Miao exclaimed and said: "...Uncle Master, why isn't it wood?" Long Yubing said angrily: "Can the sword be compared with the heavy halberd? One inch long and one inch stronger, don't you understand?" Lin Miao smacked his tongue and stood up straight: "Let me see--but Uncle Master, you are too protective of your shortcomings, right?"

Long Yubing glanced at Lin Miao and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, are you going?" Lin Miao said hurriedly, "I'll go, I'll go, please calm down." Bei Molian looked at Long Yubing in confusion and asked, "Miss Long, this... Master Uncle..." Bai Xiaofeng pointed at Long Yubing and explained, "Sir, this is Miss Long Yubing from Jiujian Pavilion. Two young masters, one tall and one short behind her, are her nephews."

Bei Molian suddenly nodded in great spirits: "Oh! It turns out that Miss Long is the biggest beauty in my Dongyuan! It's better to meet him than to be famous!" Long Yubing smiled at Bei Molian with an unnatural look on his face. Lin Miao coughed and looked directly at Bei Molian: "Sir, I'll ask you boldly - how many pounds of your hardest bow is?"

Bei Molian looked at Long Yubing again, then turned his head to Lin Miao and said, "To be honest, the hardest bow of ours is 1,100 kilograms! But it was made by craftsmen to try it out, and no one has ever used it!" Lin Miao smiled slightly and bowed slowly and said, "So can Lin borrow the prefect's thousand kilograms of big bow for use?"

Bei Molian asked in surprise, "What?! Young man, that's a hard bow of 1,100 pounds! You don't want to..." Lin Miao smiled, then stretched out his right hand with a calm face. Bei Molian hurriedly asked someone to take out the hard bow of 1,000 and hand it to Lin Miao. Lin Miao played the slingshot string and chuckled: "Well! It should be almost done." Then he strode out of the central army's tent.

Mu Wushuang and others followed Lin Miao to an open space. Lin Miao took out a goose-feather arrow from the quiver of the weapon stand and put it on the bow, and then slowly pulled the hard bow. Everyone's eyes were immediately rounded. The hard bow was slowly pulled like a full moon, while Lin Miao was still increasing the force on his hands until a crisp sound suddenly made a sound break into two pieces, and the bow string also relaxed instantly.

Lin Miao stuttered, then clasped his fists a little embarrassedly and said, "Prince, please forgive me. Lin was negligent and broke your treasure bow." Bei Molian looked at Lin Miao with surprise and said in a stuttering manner: "Young hero, you... you... you want more... what's broken! How many pounds do you want... please tell me!"
Chapter completed!