Qin Dynasty: Father Ying Zheng granted marriage to young Siming

Ren Xiao said several regrets in succession.

"Peng Yue, where are the troops led by Su Jiao and General Shejian?"

Fu Che asked Peng Yue.

"General Shejian has just sent news that they have encountered enemy troops in the direction of Xianxian Gorge. They are currently fighting fiercely. There are many enemies. Our army is working hard to break through the enemy's blockade."

Peng Yue said to Fu Che: "Obviously the enemy has understood our army's strategic intentions."

"It's okay."

Fu Che sneered: "Instruct Su Jiao and She Jian not to get entangled with the enemy's blocking troops. The large troops will go around and form an encirclement on the outside as soon as possible."

"promise!"

Peng Yue took the order.

"Ren Xiao, Qiang Xue."

Fu Che spoke.

"The end is here!"

Ren Xiao and Qiang Yu said at the same time.

"Except for the necessary security forces in all battalions of the army, everyone should have a good rest. No matter what the enemy's actions are tomorrow, our army will attack early tomorrow morning!"

Fu Che said coldly.

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"promise!"

Ren Xiaoqiangxu took the order.

Fu Che looked at the enemy camp in the distance.

Just as judged before.

The enemy's commander-in-chief was a man of great skill and strategy, but the army in his hands was quite different from that of the Qin army.

Even with the numerical advantage, it was extremely difficult to defeat Fu Che.

At this time, the enemy was also building a fortress.

And like the Qin army, they dug trenches on the outside and placed spikes and kerosene in them.

It's a good way to learn.

For tomorrow's attack, Fu Che still needs to make some special arrangements.

An army capable of fighting tough and vicious battles.

It must be a comprehensive presence that is stronger than offense and good at defense.

Last night's battle had proved Lantai Huben's ability in defensive warfare.

And tomorrow is the attack.

"Sir, Pegasus came from behind just now to report that His Majesty the First Emperor asked about the current battle situation of our army, and there is also a letter from you."

A guard came up and said to Fu Che.

"letter?"

Fu Che was stunned.

It's natural for my father to ask about the battle situation. During this period, he asked almost once every three to five days.

He didn't say anything else, just a routine inquiry.

There was no pressure on Fu Che, and no actual orders.

Give him enough freedom.

But what's going on with this letter?

Soon a roll of bamboo slips was handed directly into Fu Che's hands.

When he saw this bamboo slip, Fu Che smiled slightly.

When his father wanted to ask about his situation, he asked directly in the edict.

As for his eldest brother, the same is basically true.

Only she.

A roll of bamboo slips tied with purple satin.

Chapter 99 The family letter is worth ten thousand gold

It rained in Songhai.

As a city by the sea.

Strong winds and heavy rains are a normal thing for Songhai. There are several strong winds mixed with heavy rain every year.

Shao Siming doesn't care about this.

In the general's mansion, Shao Siming was wearing purple gauze and lying on the couch.

The whole person was wrapped in the quilt, only the tip of his shiny nose was exposed.

There was his breath on the quilt.

Even though this quilt is more than a month old, I still don't want to wash it.

It was storming outside.

The interior is dark and gloomy.

Shao Siming opened the quilt, and his eyes were not sleepy at all.

There is only a faint watery light.

Sit up from the couch.

Under the gauze, that graceful figure is looming.

"Oh!"

The originally closed window was blown open at this moment, and wind and rain poured into the room instantly.

Shao Siming walked barefoot to the window.

Her inner strength is so deep that the rain cannot get close to her.

The wind blows the gauze.

The wind blew open the clothes.

The gauze moved with the wind, and the snow-white body was exposed to the air. The coolness of the strong wind made Shao Siming's mind clearer.

Under the strong wind and rain, it was very dark outside and nothing could be seen clearly.

At this moment, the entire Songhai City is like a ship that is constantly rocking in the turbulent sea in the distance.

At this moment, even the huge mirage parked on the shore of Mulberry Sea seemed so small.

Shao Siming seemed to have some firm idea in his mind.

Close the window again.

Shao Siming took off the only gauze on his body.

Looking at myself in the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table.

Thinking of that day, Fu Che refused at the last moment.

Shao Siming lowered his head and looked up and down.

She is thinking about a question.

Quickly changing into his usual clothes, Shao Siming walked towards the door.

It's windy and rainy outside, which is not conducive to travel, but it's also conducive to travel.

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They say a letter from home is worth ten thousand dollars.

After fighting for such a long time, Fu Che really understands this now, and he is by no means just moaning for no reason as the poet back then.

Even in today's military, family letters are something that sergeants want very much.

Nothing can soothe the soul more than the latest news at home and the words of relatives far away from home.

Fu Che looked at the bamboo slips in his hand.

The blue ribbon tied on it seemed to still contain the fragrance of her body.

Is this a letter from home?

Fu Che had a smile on his face, as if all the haze in his heart had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

There is no worry about the war situation, nor any worries about the fate of the future empire, only the tenderness in his heart.

Shao Siming allowed Fu Che to put down his burden for a short time.

There is only this one person in my eyes.

The bamboo slips were tied very firmly.

He was somewhat looking forward to what Shao Siming, a person like him who could only speak in single words when speaking to him, would say something to him gradually.

His hands slowly untied the ribbon.

The level of nervousness was no less than that of untying the belt that bound Shao Siming's chest that night.

Untie the ribbon.

Slowly open the one in front of you.

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