The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1569

Chapter 1569: 759 Triumphant! (2 updates)_4

Gu Jiao: "?! "

Gu Jiao said without changing her expression, "That doesn’t count, let’s do it again, I’ll be the attacker. I’ll adopt the suggestion to burn the provisions!"

Gu Changqing said, "I’ve already dug traps, allowing your five hundred elite soldiers to enter but not return, and disguised as your soldiers, we took advantage of the night to burn your supply line." _{freёwebnovel.com}

Gu Jiao: "..."

...

Inside a certain barracks tent.

Han Lei and Grandpa Han sat on the floor.

A table laden with lavish dishes was set before the two men, but Grandpa Han didn’t eat meat, so although the table seemed abundant, in reality, it was all vegetarian.

Han Lei said, "Military strategy is your forte, so there shouldn’t be any problem with the sand table simulation this afternoon, right?"

Grandpa Han slowly picked up two grains of white rice, "Which round had a problem?"

Han Lei laughed heartily, "Exactly! My fifth brother is super smart, brilliant in both literary and martial arts, no round can stump you! His Majesty thinks he can use this kind of method to make our Han Family hand over the Hei Fengqi, he really underestimates the Han Family!"

Grandpa Han quietly ate without speaking.

Han Lei sighed, "Fifth brother, if it weren’t for the poisoning back then, the position of family head should have been yours."

Grandpa Han picked up a piece of green vegetable and said, "Big brother is the legitimate eldest son."

Han Lei looked at him, "Father had intended for you to be the family head."

Grandpa Han said indifferently, "I’m not interested in the position of family head."

Han Lei smiled, "That’s also true, you have things you like."

As he spoke, he thought of something and furrowed his brows slightly, "That Xiao Liulang is full of tricks, we must not let him make it to the final round."

Grandpa Han’s icy gaze turned toward Han Lei, "Is big brother worried that my Black Demon Horse can’t outrun the Old Hei Feng King?"

Han Lei smiled awkwardly, "Big brother didn’t mean that, eat! Eat!"

Grandpa Han took a half bite of the green vegetable, "If I face Xiao Liulang this afternoon, I will knock him out of the competition."

Two hours passed.

The stable.

Gu Jiao was eating dried meat and snacks while listening to Gu Changqing.

Gu Changqing, driven to desperation, had to hastily teach Gu Jiao quite a bit about military strategy.

He spoke until his throat was almost smoking, "... Did you remember all that?"

Gu Jiao’s cheeks were puffed out, and her mouth was busy, "... Mhm."

Gu Changqing wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, "If you really did remember, as long as you don’t face Daoist Qingchen or Grandpa Han, you should be able to cope."

Gu Jiao let out a burp, "Hmm."

Gu Changqing said, "Alright, time’s up, let’s go."

Gu Jiao stood up.

Gu Changqing took every last moment to test her knowledge, "If there’s another situation with heavy fog, how should you fight?"

Gu Jiao, "Empty City Strategy?"

Gu Changqing’s face twitched, "..."

The sand table simulation was held in a large tent, and the lots were drawn here as well.

Numbers from one to five were in pairs, with only number six being a single.

"Number six, number six, number six, number six..." A young master from the Nangong Family silently repeated number six a hundred times, drew a lot, and saw, "Number one!"

He sighed in disappointment, "Who’s the other number one?"

"Oh, it’s me." The Daoist priest said politely.