Mu Wushuang heard Long Yubing's voice and was naturally shocked. He quickly turned around and said with joy, "Uncle Master, you are here!" Long Yubing looked up at Mu Wushuang who couldn't help but smiled lightly: "I must have come, otherwise how can I arrange the front line troops!" Zhang Tingmu looked at Long Yubing, who was slightly unnatural but smiling like a flower, shook his head and said in a low voice, "Uncle Master has really changed a lot compared to the past... I have never seen her have such a good temper."

Lin Miao glanced at Zhang Tingbu, smiled and said nothing. Instead, Luo Rui walked to Long Yubing with a stern face, put his lips on her ear and whispered: "If you run out by yourself, where is Su Yat?" Long Yubing turned his head and smiled at Luo Rui: "Sister Luo, Xiaoyu and Senior Brother Zhang are together, it must be fine." Mu Wushuang heard Long Yubing's words, brows frowned and reminded her in a low voice, "Uncle Master, Xiaoyu and Zhang Xiuwen are together? Zhang Xiuwen'er..."

Long Yubing glanced at Mu Wushuang, nodded slightly and said, "I have a sense of my own. Don't worry, Senior Brother Zhang is not what you think." After that, Long Yubing walked straight around Mu Wushuang and walked to Lin Miao and Zhang Tingmu. Lin Miao looked Long Yubing up and down. Although Long Yubing deliberately wrapped his whole body tightly with his cloak, Miaoman's extremely figure was still visible. Lin Miao smiled and looked directly at Long Yubing's eyes: "Uncle Junior, are you here?"

Long Yubing glanced at Lin Miao with a look of face full of expression. Just as he was about to speak, Luo Rui was already standing in front of Long Yubing with a frosty face, looking down at Lin Miao and said, "Lin Mouse, do you have something to say?" Lin Miao hurriedly stepped back and stood beside Zhang Tingmu, then smiled nervously and said, "Aunt Luo, I have nothing to say, you... you have something to say." Luo Rui snorted, and looked at Zhang Tingmu, who was also silent.

Zhang Tingmu also instinctively lowered his head and bowed and said, "Aunt Luo... If you have something to say." Luo Rui ignored Lin Miao and Zhang Tingmu, but turned around and looked at Long Yubing, shook his head: "Girl Long, the battlefield is really not suitable for you... By the way, you come here... you just look at these bastards, right?" Long Yubing's face turned red in an instant, and he hurriedly shook his head and denied it: "Of course not! Sister Luo, as an aide, I must go to the front line... I have to patrol, know myself and your enemy."

Mu Wushuang stood beside Long Yubing with a sharp tongue, then looked nervously at Luo Rui with an unkind face: "That... uncle of junior master, you don't need to take risks. If there is any situation, someone will go back to tell you soon." Seeing Luo Rui looking at Mu Wushuang and Long Yubing with a sarcastic look, Lin Miao also leaned forward and said carefully: "Uncle of junior master, Mu Tou is right, you don't have to worry about us..." Before Lin Miao finished speaking, Luo Rui turned around and glared at Lin Miao with a little disgust. Lin Miao immediately lowered his head and said silently.

Luo Rui looked at Mu Wushuang who wanted to speak but stopped and Long Yubing, sighed and said, "Okay, let you go this time... Wushuang, you can tell Long Nizi about the battle situation last night. I have something else to do." After saying that, Luo Rui turned around and looked at Lin Miao and Zhang Tingmu. Both of them turned around and left behind her with tactfulness.

Seeing Luo Rui and others walking away, Mu Wushuang said embarrassedly: "Uncle Master, this was like this last night..." After hearing Mu Wushuang's intermittent description, Long Yubing's face changed slightly, and he took a deep breath and asked: "Are you saying that the corpse monsters sent over from Tubo? And there is a traitor from Sufeng Pavilion in Qingtaochuan leaking the secret?" Mu Wushuang nodded and tried to lower his voice and said: "Captain Geng is probably traitors who are traitors at the moment, but..."

Long Yubing said with a worried look: "It's easy to talk about the corpse demon, but at most it's just a matter of avoiding fighting; but if someone leaks the secret, let the Tatars know that Qingtaochuan is just an empty city..." When Long Yubing suddenly realized that he had let go, and immediately closed his lips and stopped talking. But Mu Wushuang bit his teeth and asked her, "Uncle Master, the empty city? What do you mean... do we have no more defenders to call?" Long Yubing looked at Mu Wushuang with an anxious face and took a step back unnaturally before slowly saying: "The 650 soldiers who left the city today are our last reinforcements..."

Before Long Yubing finished speaking, Mu Wushuang took a step immediately and almost stood in front of Long Yubing and said, "What about food and grass? Uncle Master, if there is no dry food and weapons, we..." Before Mu Wushuang finished speaking, he suddenly felt a severe pain coming from his left shoulder, and then he was pulled aside by Luo Rui. Mu Wushuang looked at Luo Rui who had returned behind him at some point in a shock. Luo Rui also glanced at Mu Wushuang and scolded contemptuously: "You bastard, Long Girl and the others have also tried their best to get these hundreds of soldiers. Don't be too arrogant."

Mu Wushuang bit his teeth and said, "But without food and weapons, this number of soldiers is useless..." Luo Rui chuckled and curled his lips impatiently at Mu Wushuang: "It's so long and short-sighted. Just go there honestly--just a thousand soldiers, and they are still worried about food and grass! The grain scanned out of the corners of the grain warehouse is enough!"

Long Yubing held Luo Rui's sleeve unnaturally and said, "Sister Luo, Wushuang has never brought soldiers. If you don't know these, don't criticize him..." Mu Wushuang could only look confused as Long Yubing and Luo Rui walked into the city gate and disappeared, but he was still a little confused. At this time, Lin Miao and Zhang Tingmu came to Mu Wushuang's side. Lin Miao smirked and said, "Why, I'm scolded by the junior uncle? His face is so ugly!"

Mu Wushuang took a deep breath and scratched his head: "Mouse, we have 1,300 people here. How much food do you think you need to be enough?" Lin Miao calculated by counting his fingers, and then replied with a smile: "It's not simple? There are more than 50,000 people in the city, and just one person saves a bit of steamed bun is enough." Mu Wushuang looked at Lin Miao with some disbelief. Lin Miao gave him a blank look and explained seriously: "Don't you understand if you calculate it? Each 50,000 people saves half a ration, which is 2,500 pounds. It is very sufficient to count as one thousand soldiers.

Mu Wushuang then nodded with enlightenment: "So that's it! No wonder Aunt Luo said that food and grass are not a problem..." Lin Miao looked at Mu Wushuang nervously: "Mu Tou, what do you mean is that we only have more than one thousand people? The remaining battle is really a headache for uncle and the others." Mu Wushuang looked at Lin Miao helplessly, waved his hand and calculated that he had made a decision.

Zhang Tingmu interrupted expressionlessly and said, "Okay. One thousand people are two thousand kilograms of grain, and that ten thousand people are twenty thousand kilograms... Where can the 50,000 people in Qingtaochuan afford so many soldiers! Not to mention more." Hearing Zhang Tingmu say this, Mu Wushuang also frowned slightly: "No wonder those officials were still refused to send troops although they were controlled by Master Geng - they really couldn't afford to give up! Alas, what should I do?"
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