One Thousand Four Hundred and Seventy-Four: Fa Nie Liang, Attack Yang Tao, the Sword Refers to the World (14)

No, maybe Sun Wen should be more worried about whether his grandson will be spoiled doing things by the lord's side.

"Giving someone a blouse... This behavior... will definitely be criticized in the future..." Sun Wen, as a conservative old man, does not approve of the lord's use of this method to attack the enemy, not for anything else, but for future generations The history books don't sound good.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "So what? People who are too well-behaved, no matter how well they do, are not as attractive as those with mixed reputations. People, there should always be something mysterious or interesting to talk about. Future generations will miss it dearly."

Sun Wen held back and held back, and finally spit out two somewhat presumptuous words.

"Unreasonable."

Sun Wen studied orthodox knowledge and belonged to a conservative figure, but his protagonist was a trendy figure with active and out-of-the-box thinking.

For example, in this case, he felt that a gentleman should take good care of his feathers, and it doesn't matter what method he uses to attack the enemy, what matters is his reputation.

However, Jiang Pengji didn't care about her reputation, and she thought of such a naive way of provoking someone as giving away a blouse.

Nie Liang was really mad at her, what will history books write about her in the future?

Gang Jing likes to ignore the advantages and make a big fuss by focusing on the shortcomings and stains. Compared with the achievements of the predecessors, future generations prefer to use a magnifying glass to find the shortcomings of the predecessors. The euphemistic name is to use the past as a mirror, use history as a mirror to know the ups and downs, and use human beings as a mirror to clarify gains and losses.

Jiang Pengji thought differently, she said, "Oh, I know what Zaidao is worried about, but - no one is perfect, like me, who has never been seen before or since, I'm afraid that I'm too wise and mighty, with great achievements, Virtue matches the world, Megatron Huanyu...the pressure on the latecomers is too great. If you leave some innocuous small flaws and stains, the official history and the unofficial history will joke about it, and it will just be able to entertain future generations."

The salted fishes nodded like pounding garlic, graciously agreeing.

The presenter was so right!

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Sun Wen: "..."

Narcissism has become such a virtue, indeed there is no one before or since, and it is the best in the past and the present.

He suddenly didn't want to think about how future history books would record his lord.

Most people will misinterpret her as a ferocious villain with three heads and six arms, right?

After all, the lord is so good at fighting, she can also tell pornographic jokes, she can cross the battlefield with one sword and one horse.

When these words are added together, the first impression that comes to the mind of ordinary people is a strong man with five big and three thick, a voice like thunder, wide shoulders and narrow waist.

Thinking of this, Sun Wen glanced at the profile of the lord.

Probably because her style is too unlike a traditional woman, people in the world will be overwhelmed by her aura at first glance, and then ignore her appearance.

In all fairness, my protagonist's appearance is quite good, his men's clothes are chic and romantic, and his women's clothes are also unique.

If a few portraits can be left behind, it may be possible to restore the image of a ferocious and wicked woman in the minds of future generations.

So, he sincerely suggested, "After the lord returns, how many more portraits will you keep?"

Jiang Pengji looked at him in bewilderment, wondering why the topic changed from disagreement between ruler and minister to painting?

While the two were talking, the battlefield was still screaming.

Qin Gong and other generals carefully dispatched the entire army to ensure that the soldiers would not be held back by the enemy in pursuit of a temporary victory.

Jiang Pengji's other advantages are hard to say, but she is extremely decisive on the battlefield, and the enemy can't use small profits to trick her.

She said that if she wants to take advantage of a wave and leave, then she will never allow the soldiers under her account to take advantage of it.

Qin Gong and the others knew this very well, and they were even more cautious when leading troops to fight, not daring to offend her.

"Report—reinforcements from the Nie Army Camp are about to arrive!"

After hearing this, Jiang Pengji and Sun Wen turned their attention to the battlefield.

According to the current situation, our army still has the upper hand. If we continue to fight, if we bite our teeth, we will definitely be able to bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh.

Sun Wen asked, "My lord, do you want to withdraw your troops?"

Jiang Pengji said casually, "Why don't you withdraw? Waiting for Nie Liang's reinforcements to come and turn the situation around?"

Sun Wen understood it, and at the same time lamented his master's decisive style.

Not to mention the princes of one side,

Even ordinary soldiers on the battlefield will not easily make up their minds to evacuate when they see that our situation is very good.

It has to be said that the protagonist can resist the temptation of interests that are close at hand, which is admirable.

After the discussion, Sun Wen sent people to call Jin to withdraw the troops, and at the same time issued several mandatory military orders.

The original vanguard turned to the rear, and while covering the retreat of the army step by step, they withdrew from the front line in an orderly manner.

The quality of the troops under Jiang Pengji's tent was already very high, but there were still soldiers who were trampled into flesh by the swarming enemy troops because they were greedy for merit and refused to leave. Fortunately, there were not many such people. The vanguards were elite and retreated in an orderly manner. After a while, they threw off Nie Liang's vanguard and ran away. When Nie Liang's reinforcements arrived at the front line, they could only watch helplessly as the enemy retreated, throwing up billowing yellow sand.

Seeing this situation, General Nie Jun's already ashen complexion became darker.

"Isn't this group of thieves belonged to rabbits, they escaped quickly—General, do you want to chase them?"

The lieutenant general under the tent was also extremely angry, he was extremely aggrieved by the enemy's pressure and beating just now.

When the reinforcements arrived, they finally had a chance to avenge their shame. Unexpectedly, the enemy retreated at this juncture.

General Nie Jun was so bored when he was asked such a question.

Don't chase, the enemy suddenly came to the door and beat his own people violently before walking away, unable to hold back his face.

Go after it, lest this is a trick of the enemy, and you will step on a trap if you chase it yourself. When the enemy retreats, there is order in chaos, but our own pursuit easily disrupts the army formation. If the enemy turns around and fights while our army formation is in chaos, wouldn't it be a big loss?

To chase or not to chase, neither is a good choice.

General Nie Jun gritted his teeth secretly, and finally decided to catch up, but he didn't dare to try his best, Jiang Pengji easily opened the distance. When Jiang Pengji's army retreated back to Zhanjiang Pass and closed the gate again, Nie's troops arrived late and took a wave of arrows from the city wall.

The rain of arrows ahead was like a tide, and Nie Jun didn't come to break through.

In order to reduce casualties, they can only retreat out of range.

General Nie Jun: "..."

I have a sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not!

You are very stubborn, does your father know?

A certain general murmured, "Isn't this just playing around with people?"

If he didn't pay attention, he would tell the truth. Wasn't Jiang Pengji just for fun?

Looking at Nie Jun's angry eyes outside the pass, Jiang Pengji rubbed her chin and snapped her fingers.

She asked General Pi, who was guarding the gate in the city, to come over and muttered a few words.

General Pi led the order down with a smirk on his face, and after a while, a dozen strong men eight feet tall and four feet wide stepped on the city wall, and a simple horn made of copper sheets stood in front of them. The brawny men sank into their dantians and shouted loudly like thunder.

"We have arrived at the camp, the general does not need to send you off!"

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