"Yes." An Jing laughed. "Honey, I hope this flour can help us destroy more enemies."

It is impossible to surrender the people of Chilin Imperial City. Emperor Chilin transferred almost all the remaining troops to the imperial city, but he was already making a desperate bet.

In this battle, both sides will fight.

There are nearly 1.2 million soldiers in Chilin Imperial City, and they are only 500,000, and it is very difficult to conquer. If flour can help destroy more enemies, it will be easier for them to attack the city in the future.

Not only An Jing thinks that way, but Xiao Changyi also thinks so.

...

The next day, Wang Youbao set off for the imperial capital and was escorted by Meng Lanqing for a while because Meng Lanqing was going to the nearest city to get some blowers.

It will take two days to wait for Meng Zhuqing to get the blower.

I got eleven blowers.

The blower is as high as Du Aya. Although it is so high, I quietly tried it and found that the wind was not enough, and it could not blow the flour so high. The walls of Chilin Imperial City are very high, and they can't blow inside outside the city by blowing the blower, unless the blower can blow up the city tower.

When the wind was strong, Anjing and Xiao Changyi thought about it carefully and thought it was not possible. What if the wind suddenly changed direction?

At that time, not only will it be a waste of flour, but it may also hurt the soldiers on their own.

But this flour explosion is a good way to attack the enemy. If you give up, it would be a pity...

Thinking of this, An Jing said, "I can only send someone to sneak attack with flour."

Xiao Changyi also thought of a sneak attack, but: "This is too dangerous."

The four gates of Chilin Imperial City are now closed, and the whole city is martial law. Once this sneak attack is revealed, it may be a worry of life.

"How can you get a tiger's son if you don't enter the tiger's den? My husband!"

Xiao Changyi also knew this truth and gave in, but said, "You can't go."

In other words: sneak attacks are OK, but she can't go.

An Jing knew that Xiao Changyi didn't want her to get into trouble, but: "My husband, no one is more familiar with the principle of flour explosion than me. I'm afraid that I won't go. They can't master the degree well, so that the flour cannot explode."

Xiao Changyi was silent, his air pressure was a little low.

"Mr...." An Jing grabbed Xiao Changyi's hand and begged pitifully.

Xiao Changyi lowered his eyes and looked at An Jing's hand holding him without any expression for a while before saying softly: "I don't want you to go to the enemy camp to take risks again." He paused, "Last time you went to the enemy camp, both hands were almost ruined when you came back."

She was going again this time, and he was worried that she would come back alive.

Her husband was so worried about him, and An Jing felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't want her husband to worry so much, but she still wanted to sneak attack the enemy with flour. "I will be very careful and will not hurt myself. My husband, just promise me and let me go? OK? Hum?"

"Not good." There is no room for negotiation. "I would rather spend a few more years or even spend the rest of my life attacking the city here than let you go into the enemy camp again to take risks."

"My husband..." An Jing was so moved, but she wanted to step on Chilin early, and only the imperial city was left. If she captured it earlier, she could go home early to see her four children.

"It's better for me to take someone to attack! I understand the principle of flour explosion." Suddenly, Ye Zhi lifted the cloth door of the tent and broke in.

"Yezi, you"

Before An Jing finished speaking, Ye Zhi smiled heartily and said, "Boss, I don't have a family like you, I'm alone. Even if something happens, it doesn't matter. Just give me the whole grave."
Chapter completed!