Luo Rui took a deep breath and thought for a while, then replied lukewarmly: "According to my estimate, I should be able to last until noon today! I'm afraid there will be another fierce battle then!" Bai Xiaofeng sighed and nodded: "I thought Qingtao would be broken last night, but Miss Long and you all made a comeback! The old woman is really ashamed and admires you young beauties!"

Geng Qin turned her head to Di Kai silently, then leaned her hands and reached out to write: Go down to prepare for the battle. Di Kai bowed to Geng Qin, and Luo Rui also whispered: "There is Senior Bai and the leader who is fighting here, so it must be foolproof. You guys, come back to the city with me for a rest, and then come here before noon!" After that, Luo Rui led Mu Wushuang and others to salute Bai Xiaofeng, and then immediately rode on his mount and ran towards Qingtaochuan.

When he arrived in the city, Luo Rui used the excuse of leaving Mu Wushuang and whispered to him: "Go to find Long Girl with me, tell her about the battle situation, and see how she arranges the next step." Mu Wushuang nodded and followed Luo Rui to the original armory. Long Yubing, Lin Miao, and Su Xiaoyu were standing in the armory warehouse and saying something.

Mu Wushuang stepped into the warehouse a few steps and asked, "Rat, are you okay?" Lin Miao smirked and twisted his hair: "Young Master Tang's painkiller is really not an ordinary spirit. I'm fine." Long Yubing frowned and looked at Lin Miao, and said unhappily: "Damn hooligan, why have you kept saying good things for that Young Master Tang? Tell me! Have you taken advantage of others?"

Lin Miao hurriedly avoided Long Yubing's questioning gaze and explained carefully: "Uncle Master Tang, I have to thank him for so many spiritual medicines." Mu Wushuang interrupted Lin Miao and said: "It's good that it's okay. Uncle Master, the war on the front line is still very stalemate..." Then Mu Wushuang told the situation of the battle last night, and Luo Rui added a few words from time to time.

After hearing the narrative between Mu Wushuang and Luo Rui, Long Yubing closed his lips and frowned even more. Su Xiaoyu asked in a low voice: "Sister Long, Brother Wushuang and others won the battle, why are you not happy at all?" Long Yubing was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "We should have restrained our sharpness last night - today the Tatars will definitely come back to investigate the front line." Lin Miao said casually: "Even if the Turkic Tatars want to enter the Shouma Gorge, they have to wait for the zombies to scatter!"

Long Yubing slowly shook his head and sighed: "Since the Tartars can set up this blood zombie formation, there must be guidance from experts, and most of them have left behind... According to my estimate, once the zombie corps are formed, the next step is to launch a large-scale Turkic force - it will definitely not be too late, at most tomorrow afternoon."

Mu Wushuang frowned and said, "The Tartars still have 60,000 troops. Now we are short of soldiers and food. How should we deal with it?" Long Yubing took a deep breath and lowered his head: "The Tartars will definitely consume us with zombie soldiers first. They also know that we will withdraw from the city to defend the dead, so that the Shouma Gorge will be destroyed without attacking." Mu Wushuang lowered his eyebrows and continued, "Once we enter Shouma Gorge, Qingtaochuan is an isolated city. It is impossible to resist the troops alone."

Long Yubing turned his face and thought for a while, then looked at Luo Rui, who was also solemn, "No, I have to go to the prefect of Beimo and ask him to transfer all the remaining 20,000 troops to the city to defend the city! In this way, the Tartars cannot guess the truth and the truth will be scruples." Lin Miao pinched the corner of his mouth and said, "Do you want to tell the Tartars that we have sufficient troops?"

Long Yubing nodded, and then whispered in a low confidence: "They wouldn't have thought that I would dare to transfer all my troops to the front line. They would definitely hesitate, so that they could still fight for a day or two! After the people in the city were almost evacuated, we can abandon the city." Luo Rui took a step forward and reminded her, "Long Nizi, you have to think about it - abandoning the city is a last resort. Once this place is lost, it will be almost flat to the north, and the entire Shu area will be trapped in his hands!"

Long Yubing shook his head and whispered: "Qingtaochuan is important, but Jincheng and Sichuan Mansion are even more important! As long as the emperor is not stupid enough, he will definitely send troops to help." Su Xiaoyu blinked and asked: "Sister Long, isn't it enough for us to evacuate the people in the city at the beginning? Why do we need to fight with these barbarian soldiers?" Mu Wushuang sighed and smiled bitterly: "Xiaoyu, it's not as simple as you imagined. The Tartars covet our Central Plains for a long time. Once they occupy Qingtaochuan, they use this as the base camp to break through Sichuan and Sichuan, and form a remote echo with the northwest. If we are both enemies on the Central Plains, we will definitely be defeated!"

Long Yubing nodded and said, "I have to go to see the prefect as soon as possible, and then borrow some troops from him. Wushuang, dead hooligan, you can go with me! Sister Luo, Xiaoyu, you two are waiting for news, and someone comes to me, so I will come back soon." After Luo Rui and Su Xiaoyu nodded and agreed, Long Yubing rode on the horse and flew towards Beimo's mansion like a meteor.

The three of them came to Beimo Mansion. The mansion was already in chaos. The servants and maids came and went with wooden boxes and copper boxes, and they didn't care about saying hello to Mu Wushuang and others. When Beimo saw Long Yubing walk into the yard, they greeted her happily and said, "Miss Long, what wind has blown you?" Long Yubing opened the point with an anxious look: "Young Master Beimo, where is the prefect? ​​I want to meet him." Beimo Master intentionally or unintentionally blocked Long Yubing's way: "My father is discussing political affairs with the county magistrate here, and the officials of the court. Just say anything to me."

Long Yubing raised his head and looked at Beimo Shishi and said, "General Beimo, there are still 600 soldiers left on the front line, and the Turkic cavalry may arrive tomorrow afternoon. We must send troops to guard the southern city gate as soon as possible!" Beimo Shishi looked at Long Yubing with an anxious face, and first stared at her for a moment before slowly saying, "Does the Tartar soldiers come tomorrow afternoon?" Long Yubing lowered his head and looked at the house behind Beimo Shishi and said, "According to my estimate, I should not be wrong!"

Bei Molian felt a tingling feeling when he smelled the faint fragrance of Long Yubing's body. He couldn't help but reach out to pinch Long Yubing's sharp chin - but he still held it back. Just as Beimo's army was constantly looking at Long Yubing, Mu Wushuang stood beside Long Yubing and whispered: "General Beimo, where is your wardrobe?!" Beimo's army was stunned by Mu Wushuang's roar, and hurriedly looked at him and Lin Miao and said: "General Mu, do you young masters do it if you still need me?" Long Yubing looked at Beimo's army strangely, and asked in confusion: "Master Beimo, you can naturally let them do it for you. But this military affairs matter must be presided over by Lord Beimo."
Chapter completed!