Chapter 352 As the night wore on, the atmosphere in the Chinese army tent back at the Qiang camp became increasingly heavy.
"General, this is" The pioneer officer who had been arguing with Bazabu earlier saw that He Qili had been keeping an eye on the big bow that the light cavalry had found, so he couldn't help but step forward and whispered softly.
He Qili then turned around, but still narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "The bow, although it is a good bow, is very ordinary.
Since the bow is ordinary, it means that" The pioneer officer heard this and nodded in agreement: "It is true that archery is not simple.
To find only this bow at such a long distance means that there is only one archer.
However, in just a moment, dozens of arrows were shot into the Qiang camp when I returned to the camp.
Arrows, come to think of it, this man not only has extraordinary arm strength, but is also proficient in archery and can shoot several arrows at the same time."
He Qili nodded and said: "Not bad.
But I don't know who else in this northern camp, besides their general Zuo Yuanfeng, has such a mighty arm strength."
At this moment, apart from He Qili, there was only one pioneer officer in the Chinese army tent.
There were no other generals present, and the pioneer officer was not as formal as he was during the day.
Seeing He Qili pacing while thinking, the pioneer officer followed He Qili slowly and said: "As far as the general knows, there doesn't seem to be such a person in the north."
"No?"
He Qili paused when he heard this, turned around and asked the pioneer officer: "Do you think this person is the man in white who was shooting arrows that Bazabu saw on the northern city wall today?"
The pioneer officer heard this and thought for a while, shook his head and said: "General Mo doesn't think so.
I heard Bazabu talk about the situation at that time before.
Although one of them was on the city and the other was below the city between them and the man in white who shot the arrow, they were not far apart.
Even if they were not Mo, General, there are many soldiers in the army who can shoot An arrow like that has a shocking effect, but it is just used to bluff people.
But tonight is different.
If that person really shot the arrow where this bow appeared, I will not dare to say anything else, but when I return to Qiang There is no one in the camp who can do it.”
He Qili sighed deeply when he heard this and said: "This is also what I am worried about.
According to the report of the patrolling cavalry, the bow was found not far away.
Judging from the situation and traces at the time, it has been determined that there must be an archery place.
But, what exactly is it?
Who can actually fire several arrows at such a long distance without losing their power?"
He Qili said and then turned to look at the large bow with a simple appearance.
The bow was good, but it was by no means rare.
Since there was nothing unusual about the bow, the only thing that was unusual was the person.
But who is it?
Could it be that the northern camp found such an expert in archery in just a few days?
"General, the top priority now is not to find out who is the person who shot the arrow, but although Bazabu did not order his subordinates to spread the word of war that happened under the northern city wall today, tonight's event Come out, in our camp, that battle I'm afraid the contents of the book are already known to everyone.
Now the camp is full of uproar.
Moreover, as you know, general, there are many soldiers who are not convinced by you.
Now is the time to vent their anger. , Whoever has a wild heart is afraid that he won’t be able to stop him.”
He Qili couldn't help but sigh again when he heard this.
How could he not understand what the pioneer officer said?
Why did Xining's army want to fight them to the death at this moment?
It seems We can only find that person as soon as possible and transport all the fire and thunder back to the camp.
Seeing that He Qili's expression darkened and he didn't speak for a long time, the pioneer officer couldn't help but ask: "General, this" He Qili suddenly turned around when he heard this, looked at the pioneer officer in front of him and said: "Here's the order.
Early tomorrow morning, all officers and generals with more than 500 people will go to the camp to discuss matters.
All ministries must strictly observe military discipline and wait for a reply.
No discussion on the letter of war is allowed."
When the pioneer officer heard this, his expression changed, he raised his hands and said seriously: "Yes, I obey."
He Qili sighed and couldn't help but rub his brow with his hands.
He waved tiredly to the Pioneer Officer and said: "It's okay.
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You can go down first.
Get ready.
It may be the last battle soon."
The pioneer officer nodded solemnly, then resigned and left.
He Qili calmed down for a moment, then waved his hand to repel the rest of the people in the military tent.
He walked directly to the big bow, looked at the bow, and said to himself: "Who is it?"
Compared with the restlessness in the Hui Qiang camp, the army in the north seemed particularly quiet.
The soldiers patrolling at night shuttled back and forth in an orderly manner throughout the camp.
The soldiers in each tent had already gone to bed.
The moonlight was faint, but in front of a house in the military camp, there were still people lighting a bonfire. go.
"Senior Brother Wang, you haven't slept yet" Wang Ziming was sitting in front of the bonfire, stunned, when a soft voice suddenly appeared behind him.
He couldn't help but turn his head and looked around.
When he saw the person clearly, he just smiled and said: "So it's my junior brother.
Why, tonight he's not staying at the general's residence, but in the army?"
Deng Si'er nodded and said: "Well, I went out of the city to do some errands and came back late.
Seeing that the military camp was close, I didn't go to the General's Mansion.
Besides, the Emperor's big shot still lives in the General's Mansion.
It's strictly guarded.
What do you want to do?
It’s not convenient either.”
Hearing this, Wang Ziming chuckled and said: "This is just like your temper, little junior brother.
Where are you staying tonight?
Why don't you go to bed tonight?"
Deng Si'er didn't answer when he heard the words, but walked directly to Wang Ziming and sat on the ground together.
Looking at the bonfire that was flickering in and out, and was no longer very strong, he suddenly said in an inexplicable tone: "I don't know what's going on.
I couldn't sleep while lying on the bed.
When I came out and saw a fire burning here, I came over out of curiosity to have a look.
I didn't expect it was you, Senior Brother Wang."
Wang Ziming nodded and said: "Well, I just heard about the declaration of war today, and I felt it in my heart, so I didn't fall asleep."
Deng Si'er turned his head and looked at Wang Ziming's profile, and asked doubtfully: "Why is Senior Brother Wang worried that Qiang won't agree that time, or is he worried that Xining will lose?"
"Of course Hui, of course, I hope that our Xining will win.
Needless to say, as long as you are a member of the Xining Dynasty, who doesn't want to come back with a big victory in this battle?
You just don't know if Hui Qiang will really accept the challenge."
Deng Si'er nodded and said: "Yes, the general said that if they only intend to fight us on a small scale, we will definitely be defeated by them with fire and thunder.
The chance of winning is not high.
Only when both sides fight with all their strength can we have the possibility of victory. " Wang Ziming seemed to be in a trance when he heard this.
He just heard Wang Ziming say: "Yeah, that's why I'm even more worried."
Deng Si'er narrowed his eyes slightly and asked: "What are you worried about?"
Wang Ziming was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and smiled at Deng Si'er: "It's never too early, little junior brother, go and have a rest."
After saying that, Wang Ziming stood up, patted the dirt on his body, turned around and went back to the house.
Deng Si'er turned his head and looked at Wang Ziming's leaving figure.
The worry he had felt when he and Zuo Chi rode into the city gate seemed to have deepened: