"Also." An Jing laughed heartily. "Husband, I hope this flour can help us wipe out more enemies."
Getting the people of the Imperial City of Chilin to surrender is impossible now. Emperor of Chilin has almost completely reassigned the remaining troops to the Imperial City, he’s already desperate.
In this battle, both sides must fight.
And this Imperial City of Chilin has nearly 1.2 million soldiers, while they only have 500,000. It’s extrely difficult to conquer. If the flour can help eliminate more enemies, it would make future sieges easier.
Not only did An Jing think this way, Xiao Changyi thought so too.
...
The next day, Wang Youbao set off to return to the Imperial Capital, escorted partway by ng Lanqing. Because ng Lanqing needed to go to the nearest town to get so blowers.
The blowers were brought by ng Zhuqing two days later.
Eleven blowers were obtained.
The blowers were as tall as Du Aya, but despite being so tall, An Jing tried them out, and the wind was simply not strong enough. Also, they couldn’t blow the flour high enough. The city walls of the Imperial City of Chilin are extrely high, relying on blowers outside the city wouldn’t work unless the blowers can be used from the city wall towers.
Waiting for a strong wind, An Jing and Xiao Changyi thought it over carefully and felt it wouldn’t work either. What if the wind suddenly changed direction?
Not only would the flour be wasted, but it might even harm their own soldiers.
But this flour explosion is a good thod to attack the enemy. If abandoned, it would really be a pity...
Thinking this, An Jing said, "We can only send people with flour to carry out a sneak attack."
Xiao Changyi had also thought of a sneak attack, but: "It’s too dangerous."
The Imperial City of Chilin now has all four gates sealed and the entire city is under martial law. If the sneak attack is discovered, there could be a risk to life.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained, husband!"
Xiao Changyi also understood this principle and relented, but he said, "You can’t go."
In other words: A sneak attack is possible, but she can’t go.
An Jing knew that Xiao Changyi didn’t want anything bad to happen to her, but: "Husband, no one understands the principle of flour explosions better than . I’m afraid if I don’t go, they won’t manage it well, and the flour won’t explode."
Xiao Changyi was silent, his deanor sowhat low.
"Husband..." An Jing held Xiao Changyi’s hand, pleading pitifully.
Xiao Changyi lowered his eyes, staring at An Jing’s hand holding his for a long while, before he softly said, "I don’t want you to risk yourself in the enemy camp again." He paused, "Last ti you went to the enemy camp, you almost ruined your hands."
This ti, if she went again, he’d be worried if she could return alive.
Her husband was so worried about her, An Jing felt a bit distressed inside. She didn’t want to make her husband worry so much, but she still very much wanted to carry out a sneak attack on the enemy with the flour, "I’ll be very careful, I definitely won’t let myself get hurt, husband, please agree to let go? Okay? Hmm?"
"No." No room for negotiation in these two words. "I’d rather spend years, even the rest of my life here besieging the city, than let you risk yourself in the enemy camp again."
"Husband..." An Jing felt so moved, but she still wanted to crush Chilin sooner. Only the Imperial City remained, if conquered soon, she could return ho and see her four children.
"Let lead the sneak attack!" Suddenly, Ye Zhi pulled open the tent flap and burst in.
"Ye Zi, you—"
Before An Jing could finish, Ye Zhi laughed heartily, "Boss, unlike you, I don’t have a family here. I’m alone, even if sothing happens, it’s no big deal, as long as you give a proper burial."
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