Bad wolves are not easy to mess with

, then greeted Tian Mingyang with a slightly deep smile: "The hall came all the way, and saw soldiers flocking to the Wengcheng, and the craftsmen started digging holes and lighting fires to blow smoke, but what happened?"

What a humble look not to be ashamed to ask!But Lingyuan knew in her heart that this shrewd Highness was just pretending to be stupid to herself, and he naturally understood what was going to happen tonight, otherwise he wouldn't have come here wearing a battle robe.

Although this person's consistent pretending to be confused is really irritating, but the role of the scene must still be sufficient.With a deep voice, Lingyuan said slowly: "If there are no accidents, Chu Chi will definitely come to attack the city tonight!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Chief of Guards found a spy over there.Lingyuan was about to wave his hand and order to kill, Tian Mingyang suddenly grabbed his cuff and said in a low voice: "Don't kill, this spy is of great use!"

As he said that, he got closer again, put on a dazed look, and deliberately raised his voice: "Well...so that's the case...Mr. Bai is really a good planner!" Raising his chin, Tian Mingyang was very unhappy, and his arms With a wave, he shouted: "The spies caught tonight are not allowed to be killed! All of them were tied up in the main hall and hung on the tower of the Wengcheng City. The sound of the battle drum was an order, and Ling Chi—"

"Let the three armies of Chuchi watch helplessly as their clansmen are hung on the tower and tortured to death...Mr. Bai has done a great trick to weaken the morale!" There was a crisp clap of applause, and it was the third Prince Munan who came belatedly. The raised eyebrows seemed to be teasing: "I thought that Mr. Bai had always practiced benevolence, but at this time, he really has to be ruthless!"

Lingyuan's eyes sank slightly, and she clenched her hands in her sleeves slightly, trying her best to suppress the resentment in her heart, it was revealed in her eyes, but she still fainted with a faint coldness.

Facing a person who killed him once with tricks, no matter how hidden he is, he can't calm down easily!

Lingyuan took a step back slightly, and saluted Prince Munan, the moment her head lowered, her face was stiff and ferocious.If this person took a step closer, he might really lose control of his hand, and would kill this enemy on the spot!

"Oh... so it's His Highness the Third Prince!" The figure in front of him flickered, but Tian Mingyang stepped in front and greeted the third prince: "Mr. Bai is fraternal and cares about the overall situation. In exchange for peace, there is nothing wrong with using vicious methods! Bai Sir, I put all my energy into protecting Mu Nan, I said, what is the reason for the sour tone of His Highness the Third Highness?"

"Your Highness the Seventh Highness misunderstood. This Highness is only slightly moved, and has no intention of offending Mr.." With a smile, the third prince smoothed things over for himself: "If His Highness Seventh can't stand ridicule like this, then this Highness is wrong. That's it!"

The two of them were chatting endlessly in front of each other, when Lingyuan interrupted coldly: "On the battlefield, there is no room for the kindness of women. The Third Highness is indeed wrong, but the mistake is that he underestimated his determination! Slightly raising her voice, Lingyuan ordered loudly: "Call all the luthiers and musicians in the city, gather in the urn city, and immediately play Chuchi's hometown song! I want the most desolate instrument, and the most melancholy music must be played!" "

After finishing speaking, Lingyuan turned sideways and slightly nodded towards the two princes from different countries: "Bai Yu is confident that Chu Chi will come to attack the city tonight, and your Highnesses will follow you up and down the tower!"

As soon as the words fell, spies from the assault battalion came to report.

"Report—Mr.! On the east side of the well in Wengcheng, soldiers from Chuchi were found digging a hole. The hole has been blocked, and all the digging craftsmen have been captured!"

"Report—Mr.! The urn city and the city gates have been strictly deployed. The cavalry battalion, sharpshooters, assault battalion, and city defense battalion are all in place, and we only need to issue orders from sir!"

"Report—Mr.! The watchtower sentry came to report and found a suspicious army marching towards the Wengcheng during the night!"

"Report—Chuchi siege!"

The soldiers approached the city, and the fire ignited the long night.The ignited feather arrows, like shooting stars, pierced the night sky and tore apart the peaceful and graceful night in the south.

The gates of the steel city were closed tightly, and the charging soldiers had no way out. The two armies of Chu, Chi and Nan were entangled, and the swaying banner appeared and disappeared under the flickering torches.

In this moment, the fire is still fighting, and in the next moment, in the darkness, how many lives have come to an abrupt end.The battlefield has always been such a ruthless place, and victory is the meaning of survival for these soldiers.

Scuffling, tearing, clanging of swords and swords... the roar of the soldiers reverberating on the battlefield, accompanied by the rumbling drums and the crisp sound of the flying flags, became the most heroic battle song in the night!

The smell of blood permeated, the muffled sound of the spear piercing the flesh, the screams of the wounded, all stimulated the soldiers' nerves, making the movements more agile and the strength more hateful.In the battle of life and death, if you relax for a moment, what you face is death.

Behind him is his hometown.

Although the gate of the city is locked tightly, the relatives of the family are locked inside, and the tombs of the ancestors are guarded.

People say that those who leave home for a long time will forget their hometown.Just like killing too many people, they will forget themselves—even if they shed the last drop of blood, even if they become long-buried corpses under the tower, they will swear to defend their homeland to the death!

This is the fate of a general, with eleven strokes of Chinese characters, every word is stabbed on the spine!

As the ladder climbed up the tower, soldiers from Chuchi continued to climb up. The city guards threw rolling stones, poured dung, sprinkled fuel oil, and immediately ignited... Those who climbed the tower fought with swords.

The spies hanging on the tower were dripping with blood, and Ling Chi's torture made people lose their vitality, like a piece of rag, swaying gently with the night wind, their eyes sank into a pool of stagnant water, as if they merged into the dark night sky.

Soldiers from Chuchi kept going to rescue people, but they kept dying under the poisonous arrows of the archers guarding there.But those soldiers of Chuchi are like moths rushing to the flame, going forward one after another...

The long-lasting nostalgic song and the Qiang flute from Saibei are the rhythms that Munan people are not familiar with.It is the hearts of the Chuchi soldiers who are drawn, but the souls of the Munan people are suppressed.

Tian Mingyang stood on the city tower, behind him was Qu Niao, and in front of him was the blood-filled capital. He raised his head slightly, and the wind blew slightly to relieve the discomfort caused by the blood, and a dark red sky was reflected in his eyes.

"It's going to rain today." Frowning, Tian Ming murmured, and looked sideways at Lingyuan, who was commanding Ruoding: "I have received an urgent letter from my father, and Tianze's assistants will come in ten days at the latest. If you arrive, you only need to survive ten days to save Munan. But...if you can't survive these ten days, it depends on the Lord of Heaven, whether it will be beautiful..."

"Tiangong? You mean... rain is a big taboo?" Lingyuan's face darkened when she heard this.

"Rain is a good thing. If it rains at this time, the torches will be extinguished. And there are traps everywhere in the capital, and it is night. Chu Chi will not invade easily, but will retreat." Tian Mingyang shook his head, but his face was not affected by it. Relieved by this line of speculation: "It's just... If the rain doesn't stop, Mu Nan—it's dangerous!"

61 burst

The imperial study room in the afternoon was a little gloomy, and the wooden lattice reflected on the table through a little clear light, giving off a bleak chill.

Tian Yanyao's fingertips are wrapped with a red string, and in the palm of his hand is a piece of warm white jade, with the light, it flows out a lustrous color, the most is the vividly carved cherry blossom tree, clusters are like a brocade, and the scattered petals are also beautiful. It seems to be animated by too long staring, fluttering between the fingers...

Gently rubbing the smooth and cool jade with fingertips, the sound of pattering rain outside the window, and the crystals leaking from the roof tiles, bit by bit, seemed to be sung all night.Affecting the stupid throbbing in my heart, is it... longing, or fetters...

How could he forget the moment when he ordered troops to rescue Mu Nan, the turmoil in his head, the uncontrollable trembling in his heart, never has Tian Yanyao felt like this moment, that the throne is so piercing, that the jade seal is so heavy After the great seal was stamped and the military order was taken away, his heart was taken away by that distant battlefield from then on.

He claims to be a person who never regrets, but during these days, he has been thinking all the time, if he hadn't sent that child to Munan, if he hadn't been impulsive that night...

Messy memories added more irritability, Tian Yanyao tightly grasped the jade bi, as if he wanted to rub it into the palm of his hand.

Today, it really is going to change!

"Your Majesty the Third Highness seeks to see you—" the eunuch's elongated announcement sounded, Tian Yanyao sat upright, put the jade into his bosom without a trace, and saw the third child walking steadily.

"Your servant sees the father——" After a brief salute, the voice of the third child was just like his own, without revealing mountains and rivers.

"Get up!" The emperor waved his hand, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said with all kindness: "Your Majesty, come and sit down!"

The third prince was slightly stunned, but still nodded slightly, and greeted him with warm eyes, sat beside the emperor, took the tea served by the maid, and smiled at the emperor: "Father, what's the matter today? But I have something to talk to my son. explain?"

"Heh... my son is busy with business, and I, the emperor, rarely see each other! Call the emperor today to chat, isn't it good?" The emperor smiled tenderly, and pushed a few plates of snacks over, The introduction one by one is a warm picture of a loving father and a filial son.

The father and son are very close, you come and talk to each other, and for a while the haze in the palace was rendered by the continuous drizzle, and with the laughter and laughter, it was replaced by the warmth and brightness of family affection.

For some reason, the topic mentioned the little Baylor who was just born by the third imperial concubine, and the emperor smiled very warmly on his face: "Children are all cute, and you were so cute when you were young, and I hugged each of them! Then At that time, I was thinking, you will never grow up, how wonderful it would be..."

The third prince also laughed when he heard the words: "If the father likes it, in a few days, the minister will ask Jin Ru to hug Jin'er and greet the father!"

Smiling and nodding, the emperor didn't respond to the third child's fault.