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

The mouth of the dry gorge is covered with snow. Hundreds of riders were galloping in the night. The leader was wearing a black cloak, covering his body with a pair of dazzling bright armor. Li Xiujing reined up his horse and looked around, chose a place that could be sheltered from the wind and snow, and ordered to set up camp on the spot. The armor had long been covered with frost under the biting wind and snow, and the exposed beard and hair of some soldiers were frozen together.

Along the way, we encountered several snowstorms, as well as wild beasts entrenched in the forest, taking the opportunity to sneak attack. Mo Dao and Armor had already tasted their fill of blood. His feet had developed a lot of blood blisters after running around for days, but the anxiety in his heart did not calm down due to the cold.

He and Pei Jiaoran agreed that he would pretend to be ill in the city. In the name of recovering from illness, he actually led eight hundred fine cavalry out of the city at night. Take the Changle road, cross the Qilian Mountains from Changle, enter Angzang Valley, and then enter the Hanxiakou. Ambush at Dachaidan to intercept and kill the Tubo transport team.

After the long-distance attack, both men and horses were exhausted, so they ordered the sergeants to rest and take inventory of supplies. Li Xiujing sighed and sat down against the dead tree behind him. At this time, the Tibetans were probably unable to restrain themselves and began to attack the city. The soldiers in the city would also be dissatisfied because they had been sick for many days.

He seemed to have left a difficult problem for Pei Jiaoran. Although he knew that Pei Jiaoran was good at planning, he could not help but worry. Looking up to the twilight sky, he suddenly regretted leaving. If Pei Jiaoran cannot suppress Mo Lijun in Guazhou, what should she do?

But fortunately, she has the fake festival and the governor's golden seal in her hands, so she should be able to hold on until she comes back. And with Pei Jiaoran's intelligence, he could explain to everyone after controlling the situation. He rushed here to relieve the siege of Guazhou as soon as possible.

The twilight is gone, and it's getting colder in the mountains. Li Xiujing took out the cold pancakes from her bag and ate them with snow water. Looking at the fire that had just been lit by the sergeant, a trace of tenderness appeared in his deep eyes.

"I don't know how she is doing."

After nightfall, Guazhou experienced another fierce battle. Tubo temporarily retreated three miles, and Guazhou was also devastated. Both sides suffered varying degrees of injuries. The faces of the Guazhou sergeants who fought fiercely all night showed no trace of fatigue or even other emotions. They showed more indifference and numbness towards life. Holding the Mo Dao and resting on the spot, he took out the dirty dry food from his arms and started to eat it.

Pei Jiaoran, still wearing armor, walked through the crowd with an indifferent expression. Listening to the wails coming from the camp, his peach blossom eyes blinked lightly and finally closed. Suddenly she heard a scream, and she quickly ran over to take a look. She saw a sergeant who was in short supply of anesthesia powder, and with the help of his colleagues, he forcibly cut out the burnt flesh on his body. Blood gushed out from his mouth, and his colleagues hurriedly pulled the cotton cloth to help him hold the wound. The rest of the people in the camp looked sideways and couldn't bear to look directly at him.

A lucky victory is not worthy of cheering. The supplies in the city are dwindling day by day, making Pei Jiaoran feel that every step is extremely difficult.

"This won't stop the bleeding." Pei Jiaoran took a deep breath and got into the tent. Her face was covered with traces of blood and mud. In the fierce battle with Tubo at the top of the city, even though she was good at martial arts, she couldn't beat four hands with just one fist. When Tubo almost captured the west of the city, she killed hundreds of Tubo soldiers alone and finally recaptured the west of the city, but she was also wounded.

Pei Jiaoran couldn't help but look askance at Tubo Prime Minister Shang Qinling's sophistication. The soldiers were ordered to pound the earth into the wall and pour it into Guazhou City. Wave after wave of attacks were launched regardless of cost and sparing no effort. While she lamented the ferocity of Tibet, she also became more and more certain that the Tibetan army did not have much food reserves. They urgently needed to capture Guazhou City. But she didn't dare to leave the city rashly, because she knew that even though the situation of the two armies might be similar now, after many considerations, she couldn't leave the city to pursue the opponent, and she couldn't afford to lose.

The Moli Army was one of the nine armies under the control of the Hexi Jiedu Envoy, and was also the source of Guazhou's sergeants. Although Li Xiujing has been in charge of these years, most of them are Dugu Chen's old subordinates. Without guaranteeing whether they have other thoughts, the ingredients are somewhat different.

And she tried to seize the power of the general and reduce the number of troops, and she had unknowingly made enemies with many people. That's why she asked Li Xiujing for a holiday, just to prevent someone in the army from getting into trouble. But now, as long as he has a problem defending the city, the people below may become restless. Therefore, she would rather go into battle to kill the enemy in person to ensure the cohesion of the army, control the movements of all parties, and buy time for Li Xiujing to ambush Tubo.

"Mingfu, let the medical officer take a look at your injuries." The sergeant next to him looked at him with worry.

Taking the cotton cloth from him, Pei Jiaoran shook his head. One hand was pressed on the wound of the sergeant who had cut out the flesh, and the other hand was pulling the cotton cloth tightly and wrapping it tightly in circles.

"Don't touch the water these days, and rest assured to recover from your injuries." Pei Jiaoran wiped his hands casually on the cloth and looked around, "You have worked hard these days. I would like to thank you all on behalf of the people of Jinchang."

After saying that, Pei Jiaoran bowed to everyone in the camp. Without their bloody battles, she alone would not be able to defend Guazhou.

"Mingfu, please don't do this. Guarding the territory is also our responsibility." Everyone said in unison.

Looking at everyone, Pei Jiaoran frowned and said thank you.

As soon as he stepped out of the camp, he bumped into Feng Yuanxian. The other party also looked disgraced, with blood and mud all over his body. The wound on his hand was still bleeding.

"Ming Mansion..." Feng Yuanxian hesitated to speak.

"Let's talk somewhere else." Pei Jiaoran glanced at him, turned around and walked up the tower.

The fire on the tower has been extinguished, but you can still smell the smell of charcoal mixed with the smell of blood, which is very uncomfortable.

Holding on to the city bricks, Pei Jiaoran stared seriously, "What do you want to say?"

"The supplies in the city can last for five days at most. Many soldiers have not eaten today." Feng Yuanxian lifted his clothes and knelt down. "The general will kindly ask the Ming government to suspend relief for the people."

Pei Jiaoran said nothing for a long time. He raised his head and looked at the dancing sparks in the distance.

She knew that Tubo was still waiting for an opportunity in the distance, trying to engulf Guazhou City.

"it is good."

After a long silence, Pei Jiaoran finally said a good word.

Hearing her voice, Feng Yuanxian touched his head to the ground, "General, I will take the place of the sergeant of Moli Army and thank the Ming Mansion and the people of Jinchang."

When the footsteps gradually faded away, Pei Jiaoran slowly sat down against the city wall, closing his eyes and darkening his eyelashes.

She didn't know what kind of disturbance her decision would cause in the city, but she knew that with Tubo's character, they would not be able to attack here for a long time, and they would definitely massacre Guazhou after the city was broken. Even if there are survivors, they will be robbed as slaves and treated as livestock. From then on, the wealth of Guazhou disappeared.

No one in the city could bear the consequences of Guazhou being massacred.

After thinking again and again, the only option now is to temporarily suffer the hardships of the people and close the charity warehouse to reduce the food supply and distribute it to the sergeants. This is the only way.

Pei Jiaoran stretched out his hand to caress the wound on his shoulder and sighed.

“Some things are ultimately difficult to do both.”

In a trance, she seemed to see someone standing in the void, shaking his head gently towards her. That man had very similar eyes to hers, but he was a little calmer than hers.

"Good child, go on boldly. No one will blame you." Someone whispered in her ear.