After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

On the second day after the meeting, news suddenly came out from the prefecture that Li Xiujing was seriously ill, suspected of dysentery. The person is very weak and cannot get out of bed. After being diagnosed and treated by the medical officer, he needed peace of mind to recuperate, so he ordered Pei Jiaoran to hold the holiday gold seal and take charge of all the affairs of Guazhou. Both the prefecture and Changle County officials must obey his orders.

In the public room, Pei Jiaoran was still wearing a green robe, frowning and leaning on the table. Holding a pen in one hand and tapping the table with the other hand, he wrote on the jade paper without pausing.

"What's going on with the governor? The Tubo people are already calling us cowards outside the city."

"That's right. I've been sick for three days, why haven't I seen the governor recover? We haven't heard a word from him."

"Can Pei Ming Mansion give us an explanation? She is the one who spread the news. Who knows whether it is true or false."

Listening to the discussion coming from the door, Pei Jiaoran put down his writing. Pick up the tea cup, hold the lid of the urn to brush away the foam on the tea, and take the next sip.

She knew that the group of people outside might really care about Li Xiujing, but unfortunately she didn't believe them, let alone tell them what the situation was. Because she couldn't guarantee whether there would be enemy spies among these people.

Once people learned that Li Xiujing was not in the city, and there was not much news about the city's defense. He also revealed this matter to Tubo, causing Tubo to attack the city.

Based on the current situation in the city, she believed that she did not have the ability to defend Guazhou City under the Tubo attack.

Glancing at the gold seal next to his hand, Pei Jiaoran coughed lightly. He stood up and opened the door, looking coldly at the sergeants making trouble at the door.

"Pei...Pei Mingfu." The three of them called at the same time.

"Why don't you continue to make trouble?" Pei Jiaoran put his hands behind his hands and raised his lips with a sarcastic smile, "You were very talkative just now. Why can't I say a word now?"

The man in the middle cupped his hands towards Pei Jiaoran and said politely: "We are not the ones who want to cause trouble in the Ming Dynasty. But we haven't seen the governor for a few days, and the enemy troops are clamoring outside the city again. You are a literati who can't bear to call us a coward, but we are warriors." I can’t bear it.”

"So?" Pei Jiaoran chuckled, "You are so restless. Do you have to rush down and fight for your life when the enemy insults you even once or twice?"

"Pei Ming Mansion! How long are we going to endure it? Every time we say we should stand still. Is there any use in standing still?" Another person retorted.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran glanced at him and said, "Your life is not a useless sacrifice. Your emotions are easily provoked by others, you go out to fight in anger, and fall into other people's traps. From now on, only your elderly mother, widowed wife and young son are left in the family. You want them How to live?" Seeing that several people looked slightly relaxed, she slowed down her tone and said, "When you get back, think carefully about whether you should go out of the city to meet the enemy. If you still insist on going out of the city to meet the enemy, go to Feng Yuanxian to register yourself."

Turn around and step into the house, closing the door forcefully.

After standing for a long time, Pei Jiaoran took a deep breath. Go to the desk and spread out the map.

According to the agreement between her and Li Xiujing. Li Xiujing led nine hundred elites out of the west of the city, taking the road Changle. Then he entered the Qilian Mountains from Changle and ambushed the Tibetan transport team at Dachaidan. This cut off the Tubo's source of food and grass and forced them to retreat.

If her calculations were correct, Li Xiujing should have crossed the Qilian Mountains by now. If you act fast enough, you can enter the Tubo realm tonight. After some rest, you can go straight to Dachaidan tomorrow.

Looking at the markings on the map, Pei Jiaoran narrowed his eyes.

No matter what, she hoped that Li Xiujing could come back alive.

"Ming Mansion, Tubo has begun to attack the city again."

The urgent voice of the guard came from outside the house.

Hearing this, Pei Jiao gathered his thoughts and strode out with his sword in hand. He jumped on his horse and ran towards the south of the city.

Just when I met Feng Yuanxian in the south of the city, the beacon tower in the west of the city was lit again. Pei Jiaoran then ordered Feng Yuanxian to lead his troops to the west of the city to help, while he went to the south of the city to fight against the Tibetans.

The Tubo soldiers under the city sent people to fill up the soil under the city, and at the same time they set up ladders to climb the stairs. The Wei army sergeants at the top of the city threw down huge rocks with bows and arrows, and then poured hot oil and gold juice on their heads.

Those who were still struggling to crawl on the slope were screamed in pain when they were hit by boulders. Before they could recover, hot oil and golden juice were poured down. His feet slipped and he rolled straight down. Lying under the city and howling.

But these did not stop the Tibetan soldiers from continuing to attack the city, but instead allowed them to attack more and more fiercely. Seeing that the available supplies around him were getting less and less, Pei Jiaoran pursed his lips and looked thoughtful.

Pei Jiaoran suddenly bent back when he felt a knife blowing down the back of his head. With his left hand he snatched the scimitar from the Tibetan soldier's hand, and with his right hand he stabbed him in the heart with the Chunjun sword.

"The Prime Minister has ordered that anyone who captures Pei Jiaoran alive will be promoted to three levels with a reward of one thousand taels." The Tibetan soldiers who climbed up the city shouted to her.

As soon as the voice fell, seven or eight Tibetan soldiers rushed towards her with knives. Upon seeing this, Pei Jiaoran smiled contemptuously, picked up the Mo Dao that fell on the ground with his toes, threw it in the air and caught it. Holding swords in both hands, he fought with the Tubo soldiers.

A Mo Dao moved smoothly in her hand, just like holding a sword, passing through the air as if it had been practiced in vain. He suddenly knocked the scimitar out of the enemy's hands, and while they were still stunned, he swung the sword to fight back.

Glancing at the Tibetan soldiers lying scattered on the ground, Pei Jiaoran turned around and raised his knife to chop at the newly climbed up wave.

Pei Jiaoran, who had slashed several waves of Tibetan soldiers, stood with a knife in his hand. His armor was covered in blood and the tip of the knife was dripping with blood. Looking at the female Rakshasa in front of them, no one from the Tibetan soldiers dared to step forward.

With such a murderous evil god standing at the top of the city, the Tibetan soldiers seemed to be frightened, and the speed of the attack on the city was also slowed down.

Sensing the strange behavior of Tubo, Pei Jiaoran ordered: "Wrap the arrows in oilcloth and shoot them down! At Kaishan Mountain, you immediately take people to pour the kerosene."

Military orders were passed on quickly. Soon the earthen walls piled up by the Tubo were ignited with raging fires, blocking the Tibetan attack on the city. Once again unable to attack for a long time, Tubo had no choice but to withdraw its troops with gold.

At the same time, the trumpet of victory also came from the west of the city where Feng Yuanxian rushed to help.

After hearing the scout's report, Pei Jiaoran breathed a sigh of relief. Dragging his tired body to the stone steps, he sat down cross-legged. The blood on the armor had dried up, and Mo Dao lay quietly next to her hand.

"Mingfu is really brave!" Feng Yuanxian walked over quickly with a smile on his face.

Pei Jiaoran nodded, "How is the situation in the west of the city?"

"More than seventy people were killed and one hundred and forty-five were wounded. Ming Mansion, who do you think the Tubo sent to attack the city in the west?" Feng Yuanxian chuckled, "The King of Tubo's younger brother Shang Kere. This guy fought a few years ago. Once he returned to Shazhou, he was shot blind in his right eye by an arrow from the Shazhou governor."

"The Prime Minister Lun Qinling was sent out together with the king's brother. Tubo is really willing to spend a lot of money." Pei Jiaoran opened his eyes and said calmly.

"Isn't that true? I don't know the governor..." Before he finished speaking, Feng Yuanxian noticed a cold and sharp light falling on his body. He realized that he had said the wrong thing and asked hurriedly: "How much supplies are there in the city?"

After hearing this, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes and said, "The rolling stones, kerosene, and oil need to be replenished. In addition, General Feng organized the soldiers to repair the city wall."

"Here. Eming Mansion, please go back and have a rest. You can't fall down now." Feng Yuanxian said with concern.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran nodded and whispered a few instructions to Feng Yuanxian. Turn around and leave.