The girl standing in the courtyard had a faint face, not as excited as Qian Hui. She stepped forward two steps, came to the red pavilion, and said to Bai Weimeng: "This time, the soldiers who were leading the battle in front of the city can no longer be Changming Army. Commander Bai, the general Soloqi under Ashanda, is a very tricky and cautious person. The army he led has had a confrontation with Changming Army.

If the formation is set up in front of the city and the long-term army is coming first, our strategy will likely be discovered by Soloqi. Therefore, the troops leading this time can only be the 20,000 border city defense soldiers who are guarding the people of the whole city in the deep mountains."

Bai Weimian knew the key points of this matter and immediately nodded, "Don't worry, Mrs. Shao, I will make arrangements."

"General Qian." After the girl reminded the situation in front of the formation, she turned to Qian Hui and said: "This time, the sixteen generals under Changming Army should not lead the army in front of the formation."

Qian Hui thought Jiang Chengjia was going to kill him and led the sixteen generals to form a threat to the formation, but now when he heard her words, he was stunned and said with a look of surprise: "The sixteen forward generals are not in front of the formation? Mrs. Shao...what do you mean?"

Jiang Chengjia said seriously: "If the vanguard general of Changming Army is outside the city, how can Ashanda believe that reinforcements have reached the north?"

Qian Hui stopped, his eyebrows frowned, and he thought about this matter seriously.

The girl continued to say: "The general who leads the army must be a strange face to fully possess the momentum and make Ashanda believe it. The vanguard of the sixteen generals of the Changming Army guards the city defense, and then they can create the illusion that there are still northern defenders in the city. Moreover, the border city wall is the top priority in this battle. If Ashanda sees through the strategy, he can still defend the city wall to prevent the Huns from breaking it. Therefore, except for General Qian and the commander of the army on the battlefield, there can be no other Changming Army generals."

Qian Hui thought about it over and over again, and felt that she was right, and then agreed: "Okay, I will discuss this with the sixteen forwards and will strictly guard the city wall."

Jiang Chengjia nodded softly, then turned to Andrew Li again: "Mr. County Magistrate. You need to wear armor and personally take the command of this battle."

Ang Lee was surprised, then he looked down. After thinking for a while, he nodded slightly and said, "This battle is related to the survival of the border town, and it is not hesitant to kill the enemy in one battle."

He showed a look of resolute death.

Jiang Chengjia suddenly felt that he was a little honest and said helplessly: "Mr. County Magistrate, it's not your turn to kill the enemy in front of the formation."

Ang Lee uh, blinked, and looked at her with a puzzled look: "What does Mrs. Shao mean to ask someone to... personally command?"

Jiang Chengjia looked restrained, and a solemn feeling was shrouded in his eyebrows and eyes. He said to Ang Lee with a stern look: "Mr. Li, you have been in the northern region for many years and are loved by the soldiers and people of this county. It is precisely because of your support and resistance that Deng Qing's misconduct was restrained and did not spread infinitely. You were asked to take command in person, just to stabilize the hearts of the army and the people. In this way, we will inform the people of the whole city. The guards of a county are with them. When this city is in danger, the officials and the people should work together to overcome the enemy."

Ang Lee was a little surprised at what the girl said.

Jiang Chengjia looked firm and looked at him sincerely.

In fact, at the beginning, Ang Lee's reputation was not good in the Great Wei Dynasty. It was said that he was greedy for beautiful songs and dances and did not do his job properly.

When Lian Jiang Chengjia saw Ang Lee's first meeting, she also felt that he was not a good person.

At the autumn banquet, the county magistrate was even more timid and didn't look like someone who could compete with Deng Qing.

But this ten-day war made Jiang Chengjia understand that Ang Lee's reputation outside was just a kind of protection for himself.

What is surprising is that the people of all counties in the north are willing to cooperate with Ang Lee to act, just to protect him from persecution by Deng Qing and Deng. A person with misconduct and weaknesses can survive in a place like North, but can avoid Deng Qing's hostility.

Later, under the cover of the people of the county, Ang Lee stood firm in the north and showed his sharpness. In order to help him, Xiao Sa intentionally or unintentionally revealed to the court and the public that Ang Lee was his confidant, which made Deng Qingxin feel afraid and restrained his actions in the north.

Ang Lee has accumulated strength step by step, and now he has been able to compete with Deng Qing and has been secretly collecting evidence of the crimes of the Protectorate. Whether it is the real power in his hands or the handle of the Protectorate, Deng Qing dares not act rashly against him.

All this was not only caused by Ang Lee. In addition to the assistance of the governor of Yongzhou Xiao Sa, the people of Liming from the entire Beidi County were also involved.

How honestly a person’s character must be so upright and noble that the people of the whole county are willing to help him?

Ang Lee conquered the people of this city with his pure and good character and became an irreplaceable county magistrate in the hearts of the soldiers and civilians in the north.

Jiang Chengjia admired him in his heart. After all, not many people in this world can withstand stigma and continue to walk against the wind just to protect this city. He has gone through very hardships. Fortunately, he abandoned his reputation and the people he had to protect his career, and ignored the opinions of the outside world and took care of him.

Since she relieved her prejudice against Ning Nanyou from the bottom of her heart, her views on Ang Lee became clearer and clearer.

In this world, everyone and things have two sides, and you cannot just look at any one. Only by experience and understanding yourself can you know the true appearance of people or things.

Ang Lee was moved when he saw Jiang Chengjia trusting him so much.

No matter who the people from other counties were, they rejected and disdained him when they first came to the north. It seemed that he had done something unforgivable and serious sinful, and there were many people who spoke badly to him.

Over the years, Ang Lee has gradually gotten used to it.

No one has ever been like Jiang Chengjia, and has never been influenced by the rumors about him by the outside world, and has no reservations.

An An felt a little swaying in his heart, and he had a little more affection for the girl in front of him. He answered her seriously: "By thanking Mrs. Shao's trust, I will definitely stabilize the current situation and overcome this disaster with the people of the border town."

The four of them discussed the details of the battle. After the placement was made, they dispersed from the pavilion and returned to their posts to prepare.

At night, the Dongyang rolled the last ray of afterglow and landed from the west horizon.

The moon, like a silver plate, slowly climbed up to the ink sky, spreading a layer of thin milky white on the small town.

This evening, Jiang Chengjia prepared a lot of delicacies.

When he pushed open the door of the house and entered the screen, he saw Ning Nanyou leaning against the couch, holding a scroll in one hand, lazily reading the ancient books in his hand.

Jiang Chengjia called in the crowd of maids behind him holding the tables. He called out softly to the husband on the couch like a spring breeze blowing on his face: "Erlang, look at what I have done for you?"

The table is filled with various small snacks of Athens and sweet porridge.

I thought the husband would show joy, but he was stunned, staring at all kinds of snacks on the table, and smiled bitterly, "A Luo... Why is it soft porridge again...? I want to eat meat."

This eight-foot-tall jade-faced man had a coquettish voice in his tone. He looked at the girl standing in front of the couch, as if he was greatly wronged.

In front of the screen, the maids with their heads lowered down could not help but bent their lips and smiled secretly.

The maids thought to themselves: Young Master Cao is really good at acting cute, and his tone can even catch up with the ladies.

Jiang Chengjia's face froze and said helplessly: "A few days have you woken up? You want to eat meat?"

Ning Nanyou whispered and begged: "A Luo... I really... I really don't want to eat soft porridge anymore."

The beautiful girl raised her eyebrows and looked down, and she seemed a little unhappy and said, "What? But you don't like the soft porridge I made? Isn't it delicious?"

There was a strong sense of threat in her words.

It seemed as if I was saying to him: If you dare to answer yes, I will kill you.

The husband put down the ancient books in his hand pitifully and swallowed, "How come I don't like to eat the soft porridge you make...? The wife's craftsmanship is unique in the world. Even if others want to eat, they can't eat it. How come it is not delicious?"

Jiang Chengjia raised his eyebrows and his eyes curled, and said in an irresistible tone: "Since that's the case, I'll eat the soft porridge."

The husband gathered his clothes on his body and suddenly felt a coolness coming towards him. When he looked at Jiang Chengjia, he felt that she was so eccentric. So he said aggrievedly: "Madam, don't be angry, I'll eat it."

Seeing that he agreed, Jiang Chengjia showed joy on his face. He took a bowl of soft porridge on the table and sat on the couch happily. He sent it to Ning Nanyou with anticipation and said with a smile: "You eat."

Ning Nanyou's eyes turned, he supported himself and slowly stood up, pretending to pull the wound on his chest, frowned, and immediately showed a look of pain, and said, "It hurts so much! A Luo..."

Jiang Chengjia was shocked and hurriedly put down the pottery bowl in his hand, rushed over, and asked nervously: "It hurts? Where did it hurt? Did it get pulled when I sat up?"

Ning Nanyou grabbed her hand and placed it gently on the wound on her chest. Her whole face was put together, as if it was so painful that it was so painful that she said intermittently: "It hurts here, A Luo... show me."

Jiang Chengjia didn't notice the cunning in his eyes and the faint smile on the corners of his lips, and he really thought he had pulled open the wound.

In front of the maids, she reached out to take off his clothes, her eyes anxiously.

Ning Nanyou couldn't help it anymore, and burst out laughing, holding down her hand that was wandering to her heart, hooking her eyes at her, and giggling: "A Luo...is there anyone else? You're so anxious... I'm afraid it's not good, right?"

Jiang Chengjia was stunned and looked up at him.

There was no pain on the Lang Jun's face. His face was calm and he even looked at her with a hint of blush.

Only then did Jiang Chengjia realize that he had deceived him.

So he became angry and glared at him fiercely, pulled his hand away from his arms, slapped his shoulder hard, and gritted his teeth and said, "Cao He! Is this fun, right?"
Chapter completed!