I am the county magistrate in Daming

Fan Yuanwai is just a bait, and he also knows that he is just a "bait".

After the Beiyuan people tied up his family members, they forced him to cooperate.Fan Yuanwai had no choice but to ask for help, because the lives of his wife and children were still in the hands of Beiyuan people.

He knew that he was bound to die, but he still hoped to exchange his life for his family to live on.

The people from Beiyuan deliberately leaked their traces and asked Fan Yuan to pretend to be "guilty" in order to lure Mu Qingtian into taking the bait.

It's a pity that Fan Yuanwai didn't know until his death that the "handle" in the hands of the Beiyuan people, his family, had already been killed a few days ago.

"Send a letter to Datong quickly." Liu Guizhou said to Liu Duan calmly.

"Okay, my son will go look for carrier pigeons right away."

Cui Han hesitated, and kept grinding the stones under his feet with the soles of his shoes.

Liu Guizhou sensed his thoughts and said, "Young Master Cui, let's chase after him on horseback."

"But you can't see with your eyes, so no one is watching."

"My blindness doesn't happen every year or two, so don't worry."

Cui Han took a deep look at Liu Guizhou, sighed, and said.

"Mr. Dayi."

-

The cold wind whizzed past his ears, Mu Qingtian lowered his body, clutching the reins tightly, not daring to delay for a moment.

The fog in the early morning has not dissipated yet, and the air is filled with water vapor. It seems that it will rain soon.

Mu Qingtian walked along the road that the Beiyuan people said, and saw many soldiers on the road.

But these soldiers just glanced at him and didn't attack, as if they knew he would come.

Mu Qingtian was more relieved, covered his face with a hat, and pretended that he was Fan Yuanwai who entered the city.

The weather was getting worse and worse, and he could even faintly hear thunder coming from afar.Not long after, the sky began to rain lightly.The morning fog dissipated, the rain and fog rose again, and the surrounding scenery became more and more blurred.

and many more……

Raindrops dripped on Mu Qingtian's eyelids, and he suddenly understood something.

At the same time, Mu Qingtian suddenly pulled the rein and looked at the endless plain in front of him.

The gate of Datong is right in front of you, and even the heavy rain can't cover the majestic city.

Why didn't the Beiyuan people stop him?

If Fan Yuanwai was just a pawn to lure him into the bait, then there is absolutely no need for Fan Yuanwai to go to Datong, and the excuse of transporting medicinal materials is even more nonsense.

The raindrops hit Mu Qingtian's body and soon soaked his clothes.

Since the Beiyuan people were not waiting for Fan Yuanwai, who were they waiting for?

Mu Qingxia took a few steps back consciously, realizing that she had been tricked.

Fan Yuanwai's behavior was too obvious, he didn't expect it to be a trick, a trick.

The silent plain has become extremely dangerous. Under the cover of rain and fog, it looks like a black net, waiting for its prey.

The Beiyuan people had already grasped his movements, and the soldiers who were ambushing on the way back at this time would definitely be caught.

Stay where you are and wait, the Beiyuan people will definitely come to search if they find that he has not appeared at the gate of Datong City.

The safest place is Datong City.

Mu Qing went to the horse, took off his coat, removed a board from the saddle and split it, fixed it on the left and right sides of the horse respectively, and then hung the hat on the highest point to prop it up.

From a distance, the stripped clothes look like a person.

Mu Qingtian got on his horse again and tried to hide himself behind his clothes, hoping to fool the Beiyuan people's archers.

Meanwhile, the little prince was in the camp, waiting for news.

"Khan, Mu Qingtian is here."

The little prince smiled arrogantly and said, "Let Su Deaoga prepare."

"Be sure to be under the watchful eyes of the Han people..."

"Shoot Mu Qingtian."

-

"My lord, someone is rapidly approaching the south gate!"

The soldier quickly approached the tent, knelt down and clasped his fists.

"Who is it?"

"It's raining too much, I can't see clearly."

Zhu Jingshou was afraid that this was the little prince's trick, so he handed over the command and dispatch to Gu Fan, then put on his armor and followed the soldiers to the south gate.

After climbing up the watchtower, Zhu Jingshou took the bow and arrow from Yan Xunli, put on the arrow and aimed at the approaching black spot on the distant plain.

Seeing this, the archers defending the city also drew their bows and strings one after another, ready to fight.

The black spot is slowly approaching, I can't see the face clearly, I can only see the hem of the clothes shaking up and down with the horse in the rain...

Zhu Jingshou narrowed his eyes and recognized Mu Qingtian's clothes almost instantly.

"Qingqing?!" Zhu Jingshou said in astonishment, and then shouted: "Put down your bows! Put down!"

"Put down the bow—"

The defenders didn't know why, so they obeyed the order and loosened their bowstrings.

The Beiyuan spy who was hiding in the woods saw the defenders lift their guard, and immediately told Su Deaoga who was beside him.

Su Deaoga closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then let it out slowly.

He bent down and lifted the huge bow at his feet, and drew a feathered arrow from the arrow basket.

This bow is too strange. Not only is it ridiculously long, it is almost half the size of an ordinary person, and there are many cumbersome decorations on the bow.

The feather arrow matched with it is also specially made, the shaft of the arrow is as thick as someone's thumb, and the root of the feather is fixed with metal, which is very sharp.

Su Deaoga is the only one who can pull this bow, and he is also Beiyuan's marksman.

There was nothing he couldn't hit.

The arrow with a cold light was slowly aimed at Yuanyuan's "head" on the horse.

Su Deaojia sneered, and moved down a few minutes, bypassing the "obscure method" set up by Mu Qingtian.

He didn't let go immediately, but waited patiently.

Rain and fog obscured his vision, but it didn't have much effect.

Finally, the moment the horse jumped up, he saw the person hidden behind the clothes.With just one glance, he firmly remembered Mu Qingtian's position, and estimated that his heart was shrinking.

The dark clouds suddenly dispersed, and a beam of sunlight hit the ground.

When Su Deaoga discovered Mu Qingtian, Zhu Jingshou also discovered the reflection of the arrow in the woods.

"not good."

Zhu Jingshou immediately raised his bow, trying to block the arrows shot from the forest.

Mu Qingtian felt a pain in his chest.

He looked down at his chest in bewilderment, but there was nothing there.

Blood spilled from his mouth, and everything around him slowed down.Mu Qingtian stared blankly at the city gate in front of him spinning, getting lower and lower.

Ah, so he fell off the horse?

Zhu Jingshou's eyes were shattered, he directly put down the rope tied inside the city wall, pulled the rope desperately and jumped down, and rushed to Mu Qingtian's side.

"My lord!"

Yan Xunli's heart was almost stopped by his fright, and he quickly organized the defenders who had been in position behind the city gate to go out of the city gate to cover Zhu Jingshou.

Su De'aoga proudly raised his chin, bowed again, and prepared to shoot Zhu Jingshou.

It's a pity that the city defenders quickly took their positions and erected an impenetrable shield wall around them.

The rain made the arrow less powerful, and Sude Aoga was not sure that he would be able to shoot through the armor as usual.

After weighing again and again, he chose to retreat.

In the center of the formation, Zhu Jingshou didn't even dare to touch Mu Qingtian who was lying on the ground.

The blood on the arrow that fell on the side had been washed away by the rain, and Mu Qingtian was lying on his back with a pale face.

Raindrops kept falling on his face, forming streams of water and flowing sideways.

"My lord! The rain is getting heavier and heavier, we must retreat to the city!"

A thunderstorm in the sky woke up Zhu Jingshou.

He quickly knelt down and hugged Mu Qingtian.

So cool.

Zhu Jingshou took off his clothes, and gently wrapped Mu Qingtian around his chest, trying to warm the person in his arms with body temperature.

When Yan Xunli rushed over, he was startled by the dull Zhu Jingshou first, then he reached out his hand to check Mu Qingtian's breath, and his eyes on Zhu Jingshou became complicated.

"excuse me."

Yan Xunli wanted to slap Zhu Jingshou twice to avenge his personal revenge, but before the slap fell, Zhu Jingshou suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, looking at him coldly from the side.

"Since you're awake, why are you pretending to be infatuated?" Yan Xunli was about to die of anger.

"He's still angry, hurry up and take him back for treatment!"

Zhu Jingshou's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head blankly to look at Mu Qingtian's face.

Trembling, he went to check Mu Qingtian's breath, and felt the warm breath on his fingers.

"My dear, are you crying?" Yan Xunli asked in surprise.

"Back to the city."

Zhu Jingshou woke up, picked up Mu Qingtian and ran towards the city gate.

-

Mu Qingtian didn't expect death to come so fast and so suddenly.

He felt that he was so light that he couldn't touch anything.

"I really like Zhu Jingshou." Mu Qingtian muttered to himself.

Otherwise, why can Zhu Jingshou's voice still be heard after death?

[The system reminds you that you are not dead yet. 】

Mu Qingtian smiled.

"Stop comforting me."

He was shot by an arrow, and with ancient medical skills, his surname would not be Mu if he survived.

【Okay, Zhu Qingtian. 】

???

Mu Qingtian blurted out: "How can you read my heart?"

wrong.

Isn't he dead, how can he still think, and he hasn't even gotten rid of this cheating system? ! !

【If you don't wake up, Zhu Jingshou is going to dig up the little prince's ancestral grave. 】

"Ho!"

Mu Qingtian suddenly opened his eyes, holding his breath in his throat.

Who am I, where am I, whose grave is Zhu Jingshou going to dig? ? ?

"Your Excellency is awake!" The doctor accompanying the army noticed that Mu Qingtian had opened his eyes, and hurried over to check his condition.

Mu Qingtian has not yet realized the fact that he "resurrected from the dead", and let the doctor fiddle with it.

"Master Mu is awake?" Another familiar voice sounded outside the door.

Mu Qingtian looked at the adult who walked in in surprise, his mouth grew too big.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, don't you know me now?"

It wasn't that Mu Qingtian didn't recognize it, it was that he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Yao Qin, you..."

The military doctor who had just checked Mu Qingtian's pulse took the initiative to withdraw from his position after seeing Yao Qin, and seemed to respect Yao Qin very much.

"My lord just woke up, it's better to talk less."

"As for the future, I will tell you after His Highness King Qing returns."

Mu Qingtian finally swallowed the breath he was holding back, nodded weakly, and closed his eyes again.

Zhu Jingshou, who was fighting on the front line, heard that his daughter-in-law was awake, so he didn't fight or dig a grave, so he moved directly back to Datong City.

The little prince never expected that killing Mu Qingtian would bring him endless trouble and pain.

Zhu Jingshou led his troops to charge as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and single-handedly rushed into the enemy army, and directly chopped off Su Deaoga's head.

The army of the Northern Yuan Dynasty was frightened by the news, but the army of the Ming Dynasty fought more and more bravely, regaining several cities one after another, and drove the little prince out of Juyongguan.

In the last battle, the little prince was seriously injured and fled.The Ming army killed more than 200 enemies, captured [-] people, and captured countless good horses and weapons. It can be said to be the ultimate victory.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Yao Qin: My lord, hello, Yao Qin is fine.Yao Qin would not expect anything else.

Zhu Jingshou: ... It's been a few years since I saw you, and you still know how to make tea?