The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

"No, brother, you may have misunderstood. I mean, if all these credits of mine are still useful, can I, can I put it on the waiter, and just say that it was the waiter who ejaculated." She requested in a low voice.

Li Xuemei looked at Yan Huaiwen steadily, her eyes full of expectation.

Yan Huaiwen immediately understood her love for her daughter.

"Can."

The waiter is a general as a woman.

It's hard to say, easy to say.

It is difficult for the workers in the court not to want the female official to return.

But military merit must be rewarded, this is an iron rule.

As long as Xiao Er continues to accumulate military merit, he can break through the barriers and soar into the sky.

Li Xuemei's eyes burst into astonishing light.

Just at this moment, additional iron arrows arrived from elsewhere.

She quickly ate the dried meat on her hand and drank the water handed over by Mrs. Cui in one gulp.

He stood up quickly and stood at the aiming position of the crossbow bed again.

"Load the arrow!"

Following her order.

This crossbow bed, which made the enemy tremble with fear, started a new round of killing!

Only then did Yan Huaiwen realize that he had underestimated the abilities of his younger siblings.

What hinders her performance is not the exhaustion of physical strength and spirit, but the inability to supply the iron arrows with which she can unleash her full firepower.

He immediately ordered: "Order, Xiao camp, recover the iron arrows."

The Guanzhou frontier army was unparalleled in bravery, but in terms of flexible tactics and good at defensive operations, it had to be the small camp trained by the waiter.

On the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, it was not easy to recover the iron arrows.

Even when the rebels realize what their intentions are, they will try their best to obstruct it.

"Brother." Li Xuemei called to Yan Huaiwen who was about to leave, biting her lip, and finally said: "Let Xiao Anying's Eight Ox Crossbows come up and leave them here. I will teach them." She made a cruel decision and said again : "The more, the merrier!"

If you want to do it, let’s do it in a big way.

Give your daughter military merit now!

There were thousands of people in the small camp, but on today's battlefield, the retreat would be inconspicuous.

After returning, repack and set off.

With swords in front of the shield and spear guards on the flanks, small teams spread out.

The location of the big iron arrow is still easy to find.

They were strung together in a row, either standing and not falling down, or falling down and forming a line.

The goal is obvious.

The initial recovery was very smooth.

Several people cooperated and exerted force in the direction of the arrow. Some were responsible for pulling it out, and some were responsible for pressing it. Heyyou exerted force, and the iron arrow was pulled out.

Then they were quickly tied up with hemp rope.

When ten were collected, two people would carry them back.

At first, it was given out to ten, but then it gradually became less and less, seven or eight, five or six...

Li Xuemei looked at the iron arrows that were brought up, covered with blood.

Seeing someone about to put the iron arrow directly on the crossbow bed, he quickly stopped him: "Take it away and wash the blood stains, dry it with cloth or hay, and then bring it up again."

She worried that blood stains would affect the accuracy of the crossbow bed.

Even if it is just an inconspicuous detail, under long range, it is enough to amplify this insignificant deviation.

At this time, Li Xuemei was the female emperor in this small world.

Her words are edict.

The collected iron arrows were carried down again for cleaning.

The most powerful crossbow bed was once again shut down because of the supply of iron arrows.

The boys who cooperated with Li Xuemei to control the crossbow bed instantly collapsed into mud when they saw her leaving the aiming position.

Mrs. Cui hurriedly ran downstairs and shouted to the inner city from halfway up the tower, asking her downstairs to quickly deliver water and food to the top.

Put down the hanging baskets one by one.

The top was quickly filled with food, and it was heavy as it was pulled up.

She first invited the boys who were operating the big crossbow bed to eat and drink, stared at them eagerly, and said in an unquestionable tone: "You guys, after eating, change with those boys and let them come over to the big crossbow bed."

The boys who were devouring their food wailed: "Gu Gu, no, let us stay here. How well we cooperate with Mrs. Yan Er. Even the little ones can't understand it, let alone the big ones!"

"Go as you are told, there is so much nonsense!" Mrs. Cui put her hands on her hips and raised her eyes: "Whoever is disobedient, go down and wash the iron arrows for me now!"

Between the small crossbow bed and iron arrow washing, they chose to wash iron arrows only after their brains were broken.

Everyone was honest, and Madam Cui was satisfied.

He went to the small crossbow bed in a hurry and waited for Li Xuemei to "teach" him one by one. After shooting the arrows on the crossbow bed, he pointed out the young boy who looked energetic and called him to the big crossbow bed.

Those who were not chosen looked enviously at those chosen by Aunt Cui.

Li Xuemei walked around and "taught" step by step. After completing a wave of "scattering", she returned to her original position.

On the surface, she seemed to be concentrating with her eyes closed.

In fact, Li Xuemei was thinking about the positions of all the crossbow beds, how to position them, and how long it would take to aim well. She wanted to maximize her advantages during the gaps between the large crossbow beds.

The rebels soon discovered the strange movements of the Guanzhou Army on the battlefield.

They were picking up the fired crossbow arrows, and the crossbows on the right side above the tower fired more fiercely.

Dense as a life-threatening rain.

They subconsciously shifted to the left.

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Li Xuemei soon discovered that it was difficult to find the rebels who were gathered together. She glanced around and noticed their movements.

With an order, everyone operating the crossbow bed followed her.

Swap with another large crossbow bed.

Mrs. Cui followed over, placed the people who had been replaced inexplicably, and then called to the little crossbow beds.

"Change the ground, change the ground, move more quickly. Wherever the rebels gather, we will change!"

……

The rebel army's flag was planted firmly in the middle of the rear.

Where the flag is, the general is there.

And now, the rebel army's flag is still stable, as steady as an old dog.

But the man it represents is on the verge of death.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, wake up, Your Majesty!" A crying voice with a hint of despair came faintly from the king's tent.

The guards outside had a tense look on their faces and exchanged glances with their comrades from time to time.

Even though they were ordered to stay away from the king's tent, the vague movements, the generals, princes, and their most capable and trusted staff who came in and out, and the gloomy faces still made them guess something, but they just couldn't believe it, let alone believe it.

"Father! Father! Open your eyes and look at your son, father!"

"You quacks, think of a solution!"

"We have tried our best. The arrow has injured the heart and lungs. It is too late to save him."

At first, the rebel king just vomited blood and spurted blood.

He was still able to stay awake and there was still a trace of clarity in his eyes.

After several attempts to save him, the effect was minimal.

None of the military doctors dared to pull out the arrow.

This is not an ordinary arrow, an iron arrow about half a foot long!

Half a foot!

Although such a large arrow did not penetrate the body, the part that remained in the king's body was enough to damage the vital parts.

They even found a similar iron arrow.

Just looking at it makes people terrified!

This is an unparalleled killing weapon.

The person who was shot is not to take his life from the hands of the King of Hell, but to kill the King of Hell and seize the throne!

"Waste! They are all a bunch of waste! Father!"

The cries of several princes were loud but the rain was small.

I don't know when the generals in the tent changed their positions.

They were standing in all directions.

Occasionally they lowered their heads to hide their private words.

Zhai Zhai likes the editor to look for me. It's basically good things, such as sending mooncakes, signing contracts, and being recommended~

Hehe~ I haven't seen the recommended position for a long time because of the lack of updates.

Of course, there are times when Zhai Zhai is entangled.

For example, when I will start a new book?

Zhai Zhai's inner thoughts: ... This book is not finished yet

For example, yesterday I asked how many words were left to be completed? Overseas translation is going on, asking about the progress~

Zhai Zhai's inner thoughts: ... How to calculate this? I am afraid of saying too little or too much. Zhai Zhai can't control the number of words I will write later! ! ! ! !

And I have been dragging it on until now and haven't replied to the message.

The late stage of procrastination is confirmed! o(*￣︶￣*)o

Uh, yes, Zhai Zhai has signed this book overseas, but there is no copyright fee, just profit sharing. It has been signed for more than a year? I just started translating, and I thought it was going to fail hahaha~