"Lord -"

Li Peng looked in surprise at the direction of the voice. She saw Jiang Pengji wearing a plain white bedclothes and a broad plain and elegant cloak on her shoulders. The eyebrows and eyes are much softer than the day. The black hair and shawl, and the bedclothes are stained with thick and red blood. There is a faint taste of beautiful Luocha.

The left hand holds a black scabbard, and the right hand holds a long knife with a narrow and straight blade and shiny like snow. The blade is still dripping with blood.

The light cloud pattern of the blade flows a little blood gas, which makes people breathe tight for no reason.

Li Pang just shouted to break Jiang Pengji's identity and immediately secretly scolded her for being terrible.

Sure enough——

Regardless of his injury, Xie quickly stabbed Jiang Pengji with a gun.

The silver white body of the gun cast a dazzling light in the air.

Xie Ze had excellent marksmanship. He used his skillful strength to bounce off several soldiers in front of Jiang Pengji, and the gun head hit her in the middle of her eyebrows. Li Yun followed closely, but he Xie's explosive power was amazing. He completely gave up his life. Even if he was stabbed, he couldn't stop him.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, so fast that others couldn't react.

Jiang Pengji was not in a hurry, and her calm fundus could not stir up a ripple.

She turned the long knife over and took it down with the scabbard. Xie Ze gave her best blow, turned and turned in the air, and stepped on the head of the long gun with her long legs.

Under his feet, Xie felt a huge force hard to shake hit the gun, forcing him to fall forward.

"Han Mei, what are you doing in a hurry?"

Jiang Pengji hissed softly, but her feet didn't relax.

Xie Ze's arm was pressed under the gun because of his gun and falling posture. Jiang Pengji stepped on the body of the gun again. He was suppressed so that he couldn't move. Of course, the people around him didn't give him a chance to fight back. In the blink of an eye, several long knives were brushed together and put on his neck——

Li Yun was scared pale by the battle just now and quickly accepted the gun to apologize.

"I don't blame you - get up! It's better to kill a few more enemies than to apologize here."

Jiang Pengji looked down at Xie Ze like a bloody man, and there seemed to be a light bloody flash at the bottom of her eyes.

But her expression was too calm for others to read her mind.

Ordinary people can't read it, but Weici can read it.

He came panting. By the time he arrived, the soldiers had tied Xie Ze's hands behind his back and caught him.

"Lord -"

It's not just running too fast or something. Weici's cheeks are very red, and his ears are full of blood.

"You're so flustered outside. Why don't you wait in the camp to run out?"

Jiang Pengji brushed the long sword back into its scabbard and looked at Wei CI with disapproval.

When the enemy attacked the camp, the situation was chaotic, and even she could not 100% guarantee the safety of Weici.

Wei CI said, "if the Lord is in danger, does kindness have the reason to shrink?"

"Shrink?" Jiang Pengji didn't know what she thought of. She hummed and said with a smile, "it's righteous at the moment."

Weici showed a look of shame.

Before others could react, Jiang Pengji said to the soldier, "watch this man and don't let him die."

Li Yun said, "here!"

As he left, Li Yun suddenly remembered something. He couldn't help but turn around and look at the clothes of his Lord and Wei CI.

So what——

Why is the cloak on the Lord's shoulder so like the clothes on gamete filial piety?

A set?

The idea flashed away. The war around him drew his attention back, and Li Yun didn't continue to worry about it.

The massive night attack did bring a lot of losses to Jiang Pengji, but it hasn't hurt her muscles and bones.

More than an hour later, the enemy soldiers died, injured and captured. Jiang Pengji sat in the temporary main account to listen to the post-war report. She had already changed the blood stained cloak. All the people present were human spirits. If she wore the cloak just now, everyone would know that their Lord had shamelessly attacked Wei CI in the middle of the night and failed. It would be a shame. As a lord, she can't go to see people in her bedroom clothes.

Seriously, if Han Yu hadn't attacked at night, she might have done it by now.

Jiang Pengji's mood was always shrouded in clouds, and the atmosphere in the tent was oppressive and heavy.

"Where did these sneaky soldiers come from?"

Jiang LongQin didn't have a night tour today. He stopped early.

The enemy suddenly attacked at night. Before she could wear armor, she took up her weapons to kill the enemy, and killed her red eyes in the scuffle.

"This is the Bureau prepared by Han Yu early in the morning. I'm afraid he began to plan as soon as he entered the mountain urn city." Yang Sidao said, "Si sent people to torture the prisoners, and the conclusion also confirmed this speculation. Han Yu ordered the elite to dress up as deserters, so as to avoid the eyes and ears of the scouts and reduce our army's vigilance."

With the stalemate between the two armies, the number of deserters gradually increased from three or two kittens. The number was not too small, but not too much, all within the budget of Yang Si and others. Because of this, many talents did not turn their suspicious eyes to the deserters for the first time——

"Sneak attack on the Chinese army camp - the plan is very beautiful!" If the Lord wasn't in the camp and had super martial arts, Han Yu might have succeeded. Jiang nongqin snorted coldly and said, "if the Lord has three advantages and two disadvantages, he must cut the Korean thief himself!"

Hearing her voice with ice dregs, Yang Si shivered.

He dared not doubt the truth of Jiang nongqin's words.

Jiang Pengji sat on the first road, "it's also a good thing for Han Jianbing to take risks, because he has shown his last chips."

There are tens of thousands of ambushes in the attack camp tonight, which means that the guards inside the mountain urn city are very empty.

"The generals will rest for a moment." Jiang Pengji sneered, "when dawn breaks, the city will be broken!"

Everyone said, "here!"

More than an hour before dawn, Jiang Pengji asked them to go back to sleep, raise their spirits and fight the mountain urn city again.

But these people have just experienced a scuffle. One by one, they seem to have beaten chicken blood. Where can they sleep?

During the night attack, the newcomer Bai Ning showed the style of a veteran. If he hadn't responded in time and organized defense and counterattack, the casualties of our army would be even greater. This makes others more sure of Weici's shovel - if it really goes down with a shovel, it will bring up talents.

"Just now - the Lord is wearing your clothes?"

Bai Ning came up to Weici and asked in a low voice.

Weici stumbled and nearly fell out of the ground.

He resolutely denied, "it's dark. You're wrong."

Berning curled his mouth and gave a disgusting tut.

He is not the only man with a clear eye. No one else raised an objection. It can be seen that this man around him really has an affair with his Lord.

Berning said meaningfully, "you have to work hard -"

Although he is a newcomer, but the Lord is close to his daughter's age. Bai Ning involuntarily takes the role of an old father and secretly worries about the Lord's next generation. Which of the princes in the world is desolate at this age? Without the little Lord, they were uneasy.

Wei CI: "

The army was ready to go, waiting for the first ray of sunshine at dawn.

The atmosphere in the mountain urn city was so dignified that it could drip water, and Han Yu stayed awake all night with his eyes open.

Standing at the top of the wall, he saw a fire burning in the enemy camp from a distance, and his heart went up to his throat.

succeed?

Or failed?

Han Yu was suffering and rolling in his heart, like a piece of fresh meat in an oil pan.

Until dawn, the enemy lined up neatly around the mountain urn city. He knew that the general trend was gone!