Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 281 [The battle is imminent]

The scorching sun is like a fire, hanging high in the sky.

In the afternoon of that day, Chu Lingling received that Yunguo's soldiers had set off for the battle location. She thought about the time, and then found Song Bin.

"This handsome man wants you to do it yourself. No one can find out about this matter, and only you know it." Chen Lingling's eyes were very aggressive, and Song Bin, who was over half a hundred years old this year, looked at him. Startled.

"The general will understand." Song Bin lowered his head.

"Yeah." She took out the dagger and walked to the door of the tent, sat next to a stone and began to sharpen it.

When Chen Fei brought people over, he saw the woman sitting on the ground, sharpening her knife, her movements were very regular and rhythmic, and those who heard the rustling sound faintly panicked.

"Marshal, someone is here." Fade Chen walked over with three people.

Chen Lingling just glanced at them lightly, without stopping the movement of his hands, "You go down first."

Fade Chen glanced at those people, and then retreated.

"Will you run away?"

The woman continued to sharpen the knife, and the tip of the dagger could break in the wind.

Those three people didn't understand what she meant, but they felt inexplicably afraid when they saw her actions, and nodded quickly: "It is possible to escape, but they will never be deserters."

Chen Lingling laughed out loud, "I didn't make you deserters."

She paused, picked up the dagger and touched it, her finger was immediately bleeding, she wiped it nonchalantly.

"This commander wants you to burn the enemy's food and grass. It's a sneak attack. It's risky, and you may die. You should think about it yourself."

After finishing speaking, she continued to sharpen the knife with her head down, as if she wanted to sharpen the knife into a piece of iron.

Those three people were obviously stunned, and set fire to the enemy's food and grass?

Food and grass are indispensable things in war. Once there is no food and grass, no matter how strong the army is, it is useless, which means that this task is very difficult.

"The subordinates are willing to go!"

Of course they are willing to do such an honorable thing. If they really succeed, then they will be considered a meritorious service, and it will also save the remaining brothers from facing some dangers.

While sharpening her knife, Chen Lingling stared at the three kneeling people in front of her. Her silence made the three men's hearts beat.

The woman's gaze was like a sharp dagger, piercing their flesh and blood inch by inch.

After a long silence, she finally said, "If you can't complete the task, even if you have your last breath, you have to crawl back. Do you understand?"

The three of them raised their heads abruptly, and fixedly looked at the woman with a cold face in front of them.

"If you die, you will die in the realm of Yongling."

The woman lowered her head, her aura was domineering and shocking.

For some reason, the three men's eyes turned red immediately, "Your subordinate obeys!"

Chen Lingling picked up the knife and looked at it, then smiled with satisfaction, "Go, remember to come back alive."

The battle was imminent, maybe God knew that there was a fierce battle here, the sky became gloomy and a cool breeze blew.

It was getting late, and Yong Ling's soldiers and horses were waiting in formation, moving mightily towards the starting point of the battle. Chen Lingling had already stood on a high mountain in advance, and the formation of troops had already been done, and the rest was just a matter of adapting to the situation.

It's no surprise that Yunguo Fengchen is in command, she also took time to understand Fengchen's habits, she found that Fengchen was very suspicious, and never did anything he was not sure of, and she would hesitate if there was any trouble.

This is her strength, careful and rigorous, but also her shortcoming, indecision.

Chen Lingling hid on the top of the mountain, looking at the two armies who were about to meet at the foot of the mountain from afar, the killing intent in his heart suddenly burst at this moment, and he tightened the hand that was playing with the dagger, making a crisp creaking sound.

(End of this chapter)