Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

Yongzhou City-Yanyun Eighteen Prefectures

The terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is condescending and has a clear view.

It is connected to the sea city by land in the east and the Qinling Mountains in the south with thousands of steep mountains. It is the last line of defense for the city of Kyoto.

The eighteen states of Yanyun are connected to the throat of Daxian, which is a battleground for military strategists.

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The black cloud was pressing down on the city and the city was about to be destroyed, and Jiaguang opened golden scales to the sun.

But so that the Dragon City Feijiang will be there, he will not teach Huma Du Yinshan.

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"Hands, raise them a little higher."

"You have to use strength with your wrists. Why, why not have strength when you are hungry?"

"Straighten your calves."

"..."

The soldiers passing by in the early morning looked at King Yong'an personally training the new Cui Minglang, their eyes full of sympathy.

"This child gets up at the fourth watch every day, runs around the school grounds at the fifth watch, and walks again. He also studies in the afternoon. I often see lights in the room at night."

"Yes, I started practicing with the gun in the morning. His Royal Highness King Yong'an taught me personally. I can't be strict."

"When we were caught by the boss to practice martial arts, we were not so strict. If our posture was even slightly wrong, we would be punished by standing still for an hour."

"King Yong'an doesn't know martial arts. What can he teach you with such a weak look?"

"I'm afraid I have nothing to do and I need someone to show off..."

"Teach me a trick, hahaha."

"Ouch!"

A soldier was suddenly kicked. When he looked back, it was Cui Huan.

"Lord Lieutenant!"

"Hello Captain Cui!"

"Go, go, you're too busy and you're just talking here. If you have nothing to do, go run around the school grounds a hundred and eighty times!"

"..."

The soldiers hurriedly walked away, and Cui Huan looked at Mu Qing and Cui Minglang over there.

King Yong'an, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, had a calm expression and a cold tone. He held a small stick in his hand and clicked on Cui Mingliang's mistakes.

After being called upon, Cui Minglang clenched his fists and showed no sign of dissatisfaction. Instead, he was stubborn and conscientious and followed every step he took.

Just because the soldiers couldn't understand it didn't mean that Cui Huan couldn't understand it. He observed that every time Mu Qing pointed out a problem, Cui Mingliang seemed to be more practical after doing it well.

"Are you holding the gun like this to wait for the enemy to counterattack?"

"Slant your hand, put your forearm against the barrel of the gun, and press your elbow."

The sound that came made Cui Huan couldn't help but stretch out his hand to compare postures.

It seems...really better?

……

[Outside Yongzhou City, Mongol Camp]

"General, spies have come to report that no troops have entered Yongcheng, and there is no news about the Prince of Zhenbei. He must be dead."

"Damn it! How dare you deceive me!"

Udal overturned the table in anger, and when he thought of his hasty escape that day, he became furious.

"Come on, blow the trumpet!"

……

【Yongcheng】

"Your Highness! There is something strange happening in Mengwu!"

Cui Huan walked in hurriedly.

Xu Feng, who was standing on one side, looked at Mu Qing.

The prince has not yet woken up. On that day, King Yong'an just happened to arrive and take advantage of the enemy's arrogance, so he counterattacked an army. Now Mengwu invaded again, and the reinforcements were short in five days. If Mengwu attacked the city, this city...

He quickly calculated the food and grass reserves in his mind.

If that doesn't work, he will risk his life to protect King Yong'an and retreat to the next city.

Xu Feng was thinking about it, but Mu Qing handed him a drawing in his hand.

"Order someone to make the painting."

"Ah... yes!"

Xu Feng took the drawing and went out.

Cui Huan's face was anxious.

"Your Highness!"

"Open the gate."

Mu Qing stood up and stepped out of the house, followed closely by Cui Huan.

"Your Highness, we don't have that many soldiers. We might lose in a head-on confrontation!"

Could it be that King Yong'an's head is broken?

The sword boy next to Mu Qing had a childlike voice but pouted: "Our Highness has his own plans, don't ask any more questions."

"..."

No, how dare a little sword boy yell at him?

"Your Highness, you don't know something. The army's food and grass reserves..."

"I can go out alone."

"what?"

……

When the Mongol soldiers came to the city, Udar saw the city gate wide open.

He narrowed his already small eyes and could barely see a slit.

A few days ago, I also opened the city gate, and then I was burned at the city gate, blocked in the city and beaten...

He didn't dare to step forward. Looking at the city gate that was now easily opened, he couldn't help but think of the previous scene.

"General, time waits for no one. This is a good opportunity!" the commander said from the side.

"You were the one who said you couldn't get in before, and you are the one who says you can get in now!"

You said you wouldn't get in before, but now you say you don't want to get in?

This mindless pig! !

The commander cursed secretly in his heart, but could not show it on the outside, "General, haven't we already investigated clearly before?"

Udal hesitated in his heart, but saw a man riding a white horse coming out of the city gate, it was King Yong'an!

"Why, the general has arrived at the city gate. I opened the door to greet him, but he didn't come in?"

The boy's loud voice reached his ears.

The Mongol soldiers behind him immediately started talking.

Udal looked at that figure, swallowed his saliva, and felt a hint of retreat in his heart.

The horse scratched its hooves impatiently. The scorching sun was high in the sky. Even though winter had arrived, he still felt like he was sweating from the sun.

Udal squeezed his palms and looked towards the white figure at the city gate. He was even more frightened when he didn't see the young man in green shirt who fought with him that day.

Could it be...

Another trick to invite you into the urn?

Mu Qing immediately took two steps forward and walked out of the city gate.

"We're here, but the general seems... afraid to come in?"

The loud voice came again.

"General, he is trying to trap you. If we enter the city now, we can capture Yongzhou City and King Yong'an in one fell swoop!"

"Fuck your mother, then come on!"

Udal roared at the commander on the side!

The commander's face darkened, and those around him started to boo.

"That's it, come on!"

"Why don't you go!"

What a bunch of stupid things!

The commander stepped forward on his horse and walked over slowly.

Cui Minglang, who was watching on the city wall, was breathing rapidly. The boy's eyes widened and stared at the white shadow below the city. The Mengwu Commander also slowly came into view.

"Is the distance enough?"

Cui Huan was anxious.

"There are still five feet left."

Xu Feng replied in a deep voice.

"Three feet."

"..."

"Two feet."

The Mengwu commander stopped.

Seeing Mu Qing looking at him, he suddenly had the illusion of being seen through.

"You are a good commander, how can you be a thief?"

He felt a thump in his heart, but his expression remained expressionless.

"King Yong'an wants to protect a great show that is destined to fall. Is it easier to fight against heaven than to be a thief like me?"

The air between the two seemed to solidify. After a long time, they looked at him with lips raised in admiration.

"How did you know that Daxian was in decline?"

He frowned and took two steps forward. As soon as the horse's hoof was raised, there was a sound of arrows. He quickly turned his head, and the arrows still passed by the side of his face, causing a burning pain on the side of his face.

"Sure enough, there is an ambush!" Udal was shocked, "Withdraw the troops! Withdraw the troops!"

The sound of ringing gold sounded, and the army on Mengwu's side retreated hastily.

The commander also turned around and ran towards Meng Wu, but when he grabbed the reins and turned back, he heard the quiet voice of King Yong'an.

"If there is light before your eyes, you must also yearn for it."

He paused, then rode his horse towards the Mengwu army without looking back.

Oh, light...

He had already been exhausted from body to heart.