After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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Su Yangjiao stood on the third-floor outer platform of Baohua Hall.

He stared at the battle situation on the grassland with a serious expression on his plain face.

The crimson hairband sometimes flies among the enemy troops, and sometimes flies among the imperial troops, it is the most dazzling bunch of colors on the tragic battlefield.

"Your Highness." A small officer next to Qin Shao climbed up panting, his face covered with blood, "General Qin asked me to ask you, is it possible to burn mountains after dark?"

Su Yangjiao nodded, "Just follow the agreement and don't ask me again."

The most difficult thing to defend in the palace is the mountains and forests in the southwest, there is no danger to defend, and there are not enough people to fortify here.

It is the best strategy to directly set fire to the Xishan forest and build a natural wall of fire.

Of course, this is the second phase of the strategy that they have discussed a long time ago.

After this stage, we will have to wait for Su Xingyi's support.

"Let Brother Qin arrange for everyone to change their rest. This war will not end soon. There is at least one more day for Xingyi to come back, and everyone will persist for another two days."

The little officer saluted, turned around and ran down again.

Su Yangjiao clenched the railing again, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

Really worried, Su Yangjia sent Yun Le to protect Wei Nanxun.

It wasn't until it was dark that both sides lit torches that Su Yangjiao turned around and got off the high platform.

Basically all the people in the Xinggong Palace were already in the Baohua Palace, and it became very crowded for a while. Everyone's thoughts were on the battlefield outside, and no one had the leisure to complain about other things. The only people who read the most were the Fifth Prince and him. When will the Cenan army arrive.

Everyone prayed silently in their hearts, the gods and Buddhas in the sky, or the ancestors and ancestors must bless them, so that the fifth prince can come back in time.

Emperor Jiang was alone in the same bedroom with King Xun, and he was too lazy to preach to King Xun, and there was often a long silence between the two of them.

The silence was almost suffocating.

Holding his limp arms, King Xi could only hope in his heart that Wei Songren would bring Cao Yiyuan in together, rescue him from this predicament, and then kill his good father by mistake.

He knew in his heart that after that, there would be no more affection between father and son.

As the night fell, a thick scorching air suddenly poured into the Baohua Palace, which also made the vigilant Emperor Jiang break out in a cold sweat.

"Don't panic, we released the ones in the forest."

In the extremely tense Baohua Palace, a tall and straight man pushed the door and walked in.

His face was stained with traces of blood, but it still couldn't hide the beauty of that face.

Everyone looked at him with admiration, touch, and even a little fear in their eyes.

After all, not everyone has the courage to hold a sword in front of the army and take the head of the enemy commander.

Su Yangjie went up to meet him and stood in front of him, the two of them just looked at each other silently.

After a while, Su Yangjiao moved first. He reached out to help Wei Nanxun take off his blood-stained armor, and then found a clean handkerchief, and simply wiped his face clean.

He carefully checked every wound on Wei Nanxun's body, and he was relieved until he confirmed that there was nothing serious.

The Baohua Hall was lit, and the light was dim, and the shadows of the fire wall were still flashing on the windows in the southwest.

Wei Nanxun has experienced countless killings and deaths, but he has never been so restrained and cautious like this time.

He knew that what he was protecting was the lover behind him.

If life could really be chosen, he hoped that he would be born an ordinary person and just live an ordinary and ordinary life in one world.

"you saw it?"

Wei Nanxun pulled him to find a corner with few people, and looked at Su Yangjiao with his deep eyes.

"See what?"

Touched by longing, Su Yangjie couldn't help laughing, took two pieces of snacks from the servant next to him, and handed them over.

Wei Nanxun grabbed his finger and looked at him quietly, "I saw that I killed someone."

The scene of blood flowing into a river seemed to appear in front of Su Yangjiao's eyes again, and the chaotic wailing of swords clashing and fighting shouts could still be heard in his ears.

"Well, I see."

Wei Nanxun subconsciously lowered his head, put his head in the dimples of Su Yangjiao's neck and shoulders, and asked in a low voice: "Jianer, do you hate me who is stained with blood?"

The man's voice was very low, close to his ears, those emotions that were well hidden by him before, sneaked out bit by bit.

"No, never."

In the dark night before dawn, the two embraced each other tightly, hot and cold.

When Emperor Jiang hurried out of his bedroom, he saw such a scene.

In the dim light, his brows furrowed slightly.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on the intermittent battlefield outside, and no one noticed Jiang Di's face.

The battle line was getting closer and closer, so close that everyone could almost smell the blood in the air.

Wei Nanxun only rested for a short while, then put on his armor again and went to the battlefield.

In just a few days, he has become the soul of the imperial guards. As long as he sees Wei Nanxun's figure, it seems that everyone will be braver and more confident.

After cutting off the enemy's other routes, the Wuyuan Army began a frenzied frontal attack.

Wave after wave of impact, the sound of clashing knives and halberds, the shouts of soldiers, and the blunt sound of weapons piercing into the body, made the people in the hall more and more difficult to bear.

The timid have already started to huddle in the corner and sob softly.

"Who is it!" Jiang Di yelled angrily, stood up with all his strength, and walked towards the crying sound. He drew a sharp sword from the hand of the only remaining guard and pointed it at the chest of the crying person, "Why are you crying?" Crying? Such a coward, it's useless to live!"

After finishing speaking, he widened his eyes and stabbed the sharp sword into the man's chest with all his strength.

A thick smell of blood filled the nostrils, and no one dared to make another sound.

Su Yangjiao watched all this in the dark. In fact, he tried to stop the moment Jiang Di drew out his sharp sword, but the distance between them was too far, and there was a crowd of people.

He saw the man's eyes widen and he died in front of him.

My heart twitched a little uncomfortable, even being suppressed by worry and nausea was aroused by the thick bloody smell.

But he suppressed the surge with force.

The atmosphere in the hall has become tense to a certain extent.

Perhaps Emperor Jiang hadn't faced such a thrilling scene for so many years. His trembling hands betrayed his inner anxiety and fear.

"Father, you must trust General Qin and the determination of the imperial guards to guard you. They will never back down until the last moment!"

As soon as this remark came out, Emperor Jiang's heart trembled, and he recovered from his fear, pointed the sharp sword in his hand in the air, and said loudly: "My imperial guards will protect me, and I will also protect you. The prince will also come to save us! All lovers must believe it!"

In the darkness, someone came from behind Su Yangjiao. He was standing in front of the palace gate, standing upright. Suddenly he turned around and said to him: "The fourth brother is really planning a plan."

Su Yunman smiled lightly, still polite.

Su Yangjiao had lost too much strength, so he could only look up at him.

The cold air surged and pierced the heart.

However, Su Yunjie didn't stay by his side much, so he drew a long sword from his waist, walked past Su Yangjiao, bowed his head and knelt on the ground, "Father, Yunzhi is willing to protect Father Go to war!"

The sword's edge was like water, shining with silver light.

After looking at Su Yunmo for a few times, Jiang Di felt a surge of emotion in his heart, stood up and walked in front of him, held his shoulders, and said for a while, "Okay."

Su Yunman stood up slowly, holding the long sword in his hand, and pushed open the heavy palace door.

The night wind blew in, and it made people jump with fear.

"Su Yangjiao, I will beat you this time."

"Second brother, come back alive."

Su Yangjie forced himself to stand up, leaned on the pillar, and said to Su Yunmo in a deep voice when he passed by.

In the dim light, Su Yunman's shoulders trembled.

In the end, without saying anything else, he rushed into the rolling night with his sword in hand.

In front of the rebels, he was still Da Jiang's second prince, the son who was willing to charge forward to protect his father.

"Wei Nanxun, we are friends rather than enemies."

Su Yunmo came behind Wei Nanxun and shouted loudly.

Wei Nanxun turned around, looked at him, and said coldly, "Go and ask your bodyguards to protect you, I'm not free."

Mian Yi had already followed, holding his long sword to guard Su Yunman's side.

Su Yunzhi stared at Wei Nanxun stubbornly, and said slowly: "This king is here for you, Nanxun."

Wei Nanxun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and after going back and forth several times, he already knew what the second prince was up to, and he didn't bother to entangle him.

He turned around and walked to Qin Shao's side.

Su Yunman frowned heavily, taking advantage of the moment when the army was resting, he followed Wei Nanxun and walked over.

Wei Nan was very troubled.

"Since there is the second prince's help, then Wei will go back to Baohua Palace to rest for a while, and please the second prince."

Wei Nanxun threw the long sword in his hand to Su Yunzhi, and walked towards Baohua Palace without looking back.

Qin Shao was left with a bewildered expression by the fire with his mouth wide open.

Su Yunmo tugged at the hem of his clothes angrily, but couldn't say anything.

The big boss Qin Shao found out that the second prince was coming, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the battlefield is bloody, you have never been to the front line, you should go back to the hall."

While talking, he still looked at Wei Nanxun's back, his heart pounding, wishing he could go up and grab Wei Nanxun's sleeve.

Su Yunman's complexion became even worse.

In fact, he didn't really want to go to the battlefield. The reason why he came out was firstly to prove his loyalty in front of his father, and secondly, he also wanted to protect Wei Nanxun's side.

As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he doesn't want to give up.

Because he found that his little deviation at the beginning made his current situation very different.

Now that he is awake, he knows that he must do whatever it takes to keep Wei Nanxun by his side.

in case……

If he really couldn't keep it, if he really got to that point, he could only get rid of Wei Nanxun with all his heart.

Oh, by the way, and his fourth brother who is getting in the way.