Chapter 1152

The southern wing state conquered Xirong state. Since then, the national strength has been prosperous, leaping over BeiYao state to become the strongest state.

This is the death of Sakura night.

Late at night, the camp in the south wing.

The main account is full of lights. Several generals gather here to discuss tomorrow's matter. It is obvious that Wei Wuchen will not agree to the siege of the city in March. He will fight quickly and leave the country in the East.

If the attack is carried out forcibly, the south wing will not agree.

However, without the consent of the war field, Wei Wuchen did not dare to act rashly. After all, if the great army of Dongli country bravely attacked the city and was about to break through, the army was in chaos, and the southern wing country was in chaos, then Dongli country would fight for the white Gang.

"Everybody, as long as we don't move, Wei Wuchen doesn't dare to attack the city. The siege is determined." Zhanye slowly opened his mouth, and the low voice made all the generals feel the steady power.

"Your Royal Highness is wise!" The generals bowed their hands and then fished out of the tent.

Zhanye stands in front of the sand table. Qiyang city has been surrounded. Xirong does not produce grain. The grain stored in the capital can last for up to two months. Without two months, people in the city will be in panic and the military will be unstable.

It's terrible to wait for despair. He just needs to wait.

"Field of war."

Hearing the familiar voice, he was stunned for a while. These days, he was in a trance for a while. Did he hear it again?

Slowly raised his head, across the sand table, there was a girl in a red wedding dress smiling at him, with a playful face and a strange way of fighting: "Cherry night, why are you here?"

The girl was shocked for a moment, and then said, "zhanye, I am Beiyue."

In a trance, the image of the smiling girl faded. Instead, she was a pale, beautiful but sad woman looking at him.

Zhanye claps his forehead and says with a smile, "I'm wrong!"

Said, around the sand table, strode to Huang Beiyue, looked down at her: "how can you come?"

In the south wing Kingdom, he wanted to see him several times, but the people in the long princess's house said that she was sick and pushed away. He knew that she didn't want to see him, so he didn't continue to ask for trouble. Then he went to the barracks, even less to see her.

He really wanted to see her. Now he saw her standing in front of him. The surprise was so big that he couldn't believe it just now. He regarded her as Sakura night.

"I'm here to tell you something about Wei Wuchen." Huang Beiyue gets up her spirits, takes the corner of her mouth and smiles at him, "I...."

"you are ill." Zhanye raised his hand and probed her forehead. He found that it was so hot that he took her in and sat down. "I'll call a military doctor to show you."

"No more." Huang Beiyue grabbed his hand and said, "I'm a chemist. I don't need to trouble the doctor."

Being held by her soft little hand, zhanye was stunned suddenly. His heart beat fast three points. On his cold face, there was a look of gentle concern: "then take some medicine first."

According to Yan, Yubei Yue takes some pills from Najie and puts them into her mouth. Zhanye pours a cup of hot tea for her and she drinks it obediently.

Never seen her so deft and soft, she was a little like Sakura night. She wanted to rely on him for everything. Zhanye moved his heart and said, "take a rest."

"It's urgent, Warfield. Listen to me."