Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

Night attack

Ever since Song Yan had a human-shaped stove, Xu Huaiqing slept more soundly and deeply, and the movement outside would not disturb him.

But Song Yan was in trouble. He was so sensitive that he could hear even the slightest noise, not to mention the shouts of beating and killing outside.

The movement was a little far away, and the fire should not reach the imperial tent. After realizing it, Song Yan became even more irritable, and covered His Majesty's ears to get angry.

After a few breaths, Song Yan finally moved, put on her boots and clothes, took the big knife on the shelf and left the imperial tent.

The guards outside the imperial tent were still doing their duty. They didn't hear any movement in the distance. They only noticed the faint flames jumping when Song Yan came out and looked into the distance.

The guard hesitated and said, "This..."

Song Yan gestured and suppressed his unfinished words: "Stay here, don't move, protect Your Majesty, I am over there."

The guards on both sides bowed their heads, and they all clenched the weapons around their waists. The surroundings were on alert for a while, and now even a mosquito could fly in.

Song Yan held the knife and strode towards the determined direction. His back was so gentle, but the guard behind him suddenly felt murderous, and couldn't help but wake up even more.

Besides, although Song Yan looked unhappy as she walked away, she disappeared from the guard's sight two or three times, which made people awe-inspiring.

Song Yan inhaled and exhaled, and gripped the handle of the broadsword tightly.

Who can believe that he was a beauty just now, but now he came out to deal with such things?

On the other side, the logistics office guarding the granary was full of flames. It was the torches that were lit, which instantly illuminated the whole world.

"Soldiers, be careful! The Huns have sneaked in!!" Shouting, a black figure suddenly jumped out from behind, quickly wiped the neck of the man who was shouting loudly, and then fought with him.

This black figure was not weak in skill, and he did not lose the wind when he parried the two of them. His eyes changed, as if he was giving a wink to the back of the two who were fighting.

Sure enough, another man who smelled like sheep and dressed in the same clothes as Hei Ying slashed with a knife, without thinking that they were in the same group.

But before the mutton-smelling human knife landed, his head became dizzy, accompanied by a crackling sound, like a melon being slapped, he restrained his dizziness and turned his head, and finally saw a man in black clothes people.

It was Song Yan who came, and Song Yan was so slowed down by the lingering smell of mutton that she knocked him unconscious.

Based on the smell of mutton alone, he can conclude that this is the Xiongnu, and the smell is too strong.

Song Yan's face froze for a moment, and she continued to quickly face Soi Ying. Seeing that the helper had fallen, Hei Ying decided to run away.

But as soon as his heel turned his head, he was hit once, and when he touched his hand back, blood was dripping, and then his body softened and fell down.

This time Song Yan didn't hold back his strength. After all, the corpses of the soldiers in the army camp were still dying, and he felt that it would be fine even if he started killing people.

After all, mortals have long belonged to the camp, and there are good and bad.

Song Yan is unreasonable. Since he has absolute force to suppress, he will absolutely protect his weaknesses. It is a dream to kill this person and still faint alive.

A look of disgust appeared on Song Yan's face, and he ignored the remaining two soldiers and went to find where there was any sound of fighting.

Those who had blood on the Huns' swords were slapped to death directly, and those who were still fighting were slapped unconscious, and they could be taken as captives to do coolies in the future.

With Song Yan joining, the situation where our side had the upper hand because we were in the barracks is now even more one-sided. One of the tall and thin people who saw that something was wrong blew a long whistle with his eyes together and his fingers forming rings. sound.

As soon as this sound was heard, the surrounding Xiongnu stopped fighting and began to escape, and their movements were also skillful, it seems that they did this a lot.

But how could it be possible for Song Yan to let people go like this, and slapped the thin and dry man unconsciously. For a moment, the people around seemed to hear the chant of a dragon passing by.

Just for a few moments, Song Yan became leisurely, he was not affected, he took one shot accurately, and kept one for another, he came all the way, if he didn't stay to do work for the master, why would he go away in a hurry.

It seems that they don't take good care of them.

After patting the ground, the soldiers who came back to their senses swarmed up and tied up the hateful Huns one after another, and some of them kicked their feet directly under Song Yan's sight to vent their anger.

After Song Yan checked that no one had slipped through the net, he asked people to count the number of people.

He stood there like the King of Hades, obviously happy to have won, but his face was frighteningly dark. Someone recognized Song Yan from the martial arts arena yesterday afternoon, and they couldn't help but respect him.

The last little leader reported: "General, 72 of our soldiers died and nearly 200 were injured. The Huns left 110 of them, [-] of whom died, and the rest were still alive. Wat is in it too."

The Xiongnu hit by surprise, so I am afraid that not a few of their people were directly smeared on the neck, and the rest who were able to resist a resistance waited until his arrival.

Song Yan: "Who is Nagowa?"

"He is the most trusted subordinate of the second prince of the Xiongnu. The second prince of the Xiongnu is now Shanyu's younger brother. Gowa is brave and good at fighting, and he likes surprise attacks the most. Moreover, he is as slippery as a loach, and can escape every time."

Song Yan was surprised: "Have you never been caught before?"

The man was ashamed and blushed suddenly: "Yes."

He wanted to refute that Nagowa, despite being thin and tall, was as tall as a chopstick, but his strength was comparable to that of Tu Da.

But to Song Yan, he couldn't say it. In the face of absolute strength, it was more like making up for his own incompetence.

He couldn't bear it, or every son of flesh and blood couldn't bear it.

Song Yan was surprised, he didn't expect that a small Gova would make people helpless, and he didn't know what would happen to his soldiers when they met a group of people like Gowa, who would win and who would lose.

Thinking of this, Song Yan became unsure. After all, it has been said that Gova and his group have rich experience in combat. Regarding the suppression of bandits, he felt that his soldiers were more like flowers in a greenhouse, and had never seen real blood.

Song Yan thought about it, not only his soldiers had to start actual combat training, but also the soldiers in the entire barracks had to strengthen their training, so that a small surprise attack would make people fall apart.

If things go on like this, how will His Majesty sleep?

Song Yan thought, for His Majesty to sleep well, he had to stand up too.

Song Yan pointed to the thin man who was whistling just now and asked, "Is he just Gova?"

"Correct."

Song Yan took a closer look, and found that although this man was thin, his muscles and bones were not to be underestimated. Gowa's head was braided all over, and even the evil spirit between his brows was gathered together on his face.

Song Yan turned his head aside with a big knife, revealing the nose with a nose ring and the black lines on the other half of his face, which is a totem.

Song Yan frowned, tsk, it's even uglier: "Pour water on him to wake him up."

The soldiers gathered around immediately responded and went to fetch a basin full of water and splashed it on Gowa's face.

Gowa frowned, then quickly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp like a wolf's, subconsciously wanted to get up, but the knife on his neck cut him instantly, and blood seeped out.Gova stopped and found a circle of torches and men in black clothes around him.

Gova recognized that this person was a powerful person in the battle situation, but he didn't speak, just focused on himself, trying to find a way out.

He didn't believe that he would die here. He was the most skilled warrior in the grassland and the second prince's most trusted subordinate. A person like him firmly believed that he would not die in such a small raid.

"Gova, that's all." Song Yan said, even her expression didn't change.

Gowa's eyes were burning with anger, and his mouth made a sound like a tiger's howl. Did he know that the group of them would run away when they saw him?Do you know who he is?

Song Yan didn't even look at Gowa anymore, raised her eyes and ordered: "Tie him up and let the soldiers identify him, and then hand it over to His Majesty."

People around smiled, so many brothers died tonight, only now is happy.

Song Yan was the hands-off shopkeeper, and after knowing that the grain and grass had not been burned, she handed over the situation here to a high-ranking general, and then returned to the imperial account.

The guards outside the imperial tent breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Song Yan come back, seeing that he was relaxed and knew that things had been handled properly.

It's over, Song Yan just wants to sleep with His Majesty in his arms, and to take credit for it, to show off his bravery and prowess, and of course he is adulterated in it.

In a moment of desperation, Song Yan used the simplest method to stop the group of Huns. It was the chaos around that made people not notice the dragon chant.

Besides, if there is the most convenient way, why bother to take a long way, wasting his time.

After entering the tent, Song Yan took off her boots, climbed onto the bed, hugged the deep sleeping Majesty, smelled the fragrance of purple air around her, and fell asleep happily.

With His Majesty here, this is the enjoyment.

The next day, when Song Yan's bravery spread throughout the barracks, Xu Huaiqing knew what happened last night.

Xu Huaiqing was not in a hurry: "Why are you hiding it from me? It would be better if you brought more people, leaving me to sleep in the tent alone. You are not afraid of danger, but I am afraid of embarrassment!"

Song Yan held Xu Huaiqing's hand subconsciously, and said with a guilty smile, "But I also left a personal bodyguard for His Majesty."

Unexpectedly, when these words came out, Xu Huaiqing seemed to be even more angry, and his face turned cold: "Yes, leave a group of people to watch over me to sleep."

Song Yan closed her mouth, and the next moment her waist hurt, but there was a smile in her eyes. This was His Majesty Ren's attack.

Xu Huaiqing narrowed his eyes: "As a punishment for not reporting it, you must lead the troops with us to attack the Xiongnu tonight. There is no reason to only allow the Xiongnu to come, not us."

In contrast, Xu Huaiqing was even more angry that the Xiongnu entered the barracks last night as if there was nothing. This is a barracks, and it should be a place with strict discipline, but let the Huns take advantage of the loopholes, even the famous Gowa.

So, this has to be brought back.

What else can Song Yan do, she can only coax him as soon as possible: "Okay, let's go tonight, and kill them by surprise."

When Song Yan said this, Xu Huaiqing straightened his expression and helped Song Yan straighten her wrinkled clothes.

This can be regarded as abandoning the past.

After a while, the two heads got together and discussed how to catch the Huns by surprise.

The author says:

1 heart of gratitude; mines.I will continue to work hard!