"My lord—"

Li Yun looked in the direction where the voice came from in surprise, and saw Jiang Pengji wearing a plain white bedrobe with a wide plain dress draped over her shoulders. The eyebrows and eyes are much softer than the daylight, the black hair is shawl, and the bed clothes are stained with viscous red blood, and there is a faint smell of glamorous rakshasas.

In his left hand, he held a jet-black scabbard, and in his right hand, he held a long, narrow, snow-white knife with a narrow blade, and the blade was still dripping with blood.

The faint cloud pattern of the blade flowed with a little blood, making people breathe tight for no reason.

As soon as Li Yun shouted Jiang Pengji's identity, he immediately scolded him badly.

Sure enough—

Xie Ze ignored the injuries on his body, and reacted quickly to stab Jiang Pengji with a gun.

The silver-white spear body streaked a dazzling light in the air.

Xie Ze's spearmanship was outstanding, and he used his skill to bounce away several soldiers who were blocking Jiang Pengji's body, and the head of the gun hit her eyebrows. Li Yun followed closely, but Xie was so explosive that he completely sacrificed his life, even if he was stabbed, he couldn't make him pause.

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

Jiang Pengji was not in a hurry, and her calm eyes could not stir up a trace of waves.

She flipped the long knife over, and with the scabbard received Xie Ze's blow with all her might, turned and volleyed into the air, and stepped on the head of the spear with her long legs.

With the force under his feet, Xie Ze only felt an unshakable force slam on the body of the gun, forcing him to plant forward fiercely.

"Hanmei, what are you doing in a panic?"

Jiang Pengji snorted lightly, but there was no relaxation under her feet.

Xie Ze was pressed under the gun because of the posture of holding the gun and falling to the ground, and Jiang Pengji stepped on the body of the gun again, and 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 brushed his neck—

Li Yun was so frightened by the battle just now that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly put away his gun and pleaded guilty.

"I don't blame you—get up! Instead of pleading here, it's better to kill a few more enemies and get the credit off. ”

Jiang Pengji lowered her head and glanced at Xie Ze, who looked like a bloody person, and there seemed to be a faint flash of blood in her eyes.

But her expression was so calm that others couldn't read her thoughts.

Ordinary people can't read it, but Wei Ci can.

He rushed over panting, and by the time he arrived, the soldiers had already tied Xie Ze's hands behind his back, tied them up, and grabbed them.

"My lord—"

Not only did he run too fast, but Wei Ci's cheeks were very red and red, and his two ears were even more bloodshot and red.

"There is such a panic outside, what are you doing when you don't wait to run out of the tent?"

Jiang Pengji brushed the slashing knife back into its scabbard, and looked at Wei Ci with disapproval.

The enemy attacked the camp, the situation was chaotic, and even she could not guarantee Wei Ci's safety 100%.

Wei Ci said, "The lord is in danger, how can Ci shrink?"

"Turtle shrinkage?" Jiang Pengji didn't know what to think of, and snorted lightly, "It's quite righteous and awe-inspiring at this time." ”

Wei Ci showed a look of shame without competitiveness.

Without waiting for others to react, Jiang Pengji said to the soldier, "Take care of this person, don't let him die." ”

Li Yun said, "Huh!"

The person who left, Li Yun suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the clothes of his lord and Wei Ci.

What's that—

Why is the clothes on the shoulders of the lord so worthy of the clothes on Zixiao's body?

A set?

This thought flashed away, and the surrounding war drew his attention back, and Li Yun didn't continue to dwell on it.

The night attack was huge, and it did bring a lot of losses to Jiang Pengji, but it didn't hurt his muscles and bones.

More than an hour passed, the enemy soldiers were killed, wounded, and captured, Jiang Pengji sat in the temporary main tent to listen to the report after the battle. She had already changed out of the blood-stained clothes, everyone present was a human spirit, if she was wearing the clothes just now, everyone would know that their family master shamelessly attacked Wei Ci in the middle of the night and failed, it would be a shame. As the lord, she can't wear her bedclothes to meet people.

To tell the truth, if it weren't for Han Yu's night attack, maybe Wei Ci would have been handled by her at this time.

Jiang Pengji's mood was always in a state of gloomy, and the atmosphere in the tent was depressed and heavy.

"Where did these sneak attackers come from?"

Jiang Rongqin didn't have a night patrol mission today, so she rested early.

The enemy suddenly attacked at night, and she grabbed her weapon to kill the enemy before she had time to put on her armor, and her eyes were red in the melee.

"This is the bureau that Han Yu prepared early in the morning, I'm afraid that he started planning as soon as he entered the mountain urn city. Yang Si said, "Si sent people to torture the captives, and the conclusions they came to also confirmed this speculation. Han Yu ordered the elite to pretend to be deserters, so as to avoid the eyes and ears of the scouts and lower the vigilance of our army. ”

With the stalemate between the two armies, the number of deserters gradually increased from the original kittens, not too small but not too much, all within the budget of Yang Si and others. Because of this, everyone did not immediately turn their suspicious eyes on the deserter -

"Sneak attack on the camp of the Chinese army - the plan is quite beautiful!" If it weren't for the fact that the lord was not in the camp, and at the same time he had super martial arts, Han Yu's play might have succeeded, Jiang Rongqin snorted coldly, and said gloomily, "If the lord has three long and two short, he will definitely kill the Han thief with his own hands!"

Yang Si shuddered coldly when he heard her voice with ice slag.

He didn't dare to doubt the authenticity of Jiang Rongqin's words.

Jiang Pengji sat on the top and said, "It's also a good thing that Han Yubing is in danger, because he has already shown his last bargaining chips. ”

There were tens of thousands of ambush soldiers attacking the camp tonight, and the elite were exhausted, which meant that the guards inside the mountain urn city were very empty.

"The congregation will rest for a while. Jiang Pengji sneered, "When the light breaks, break the city!"

Everyone said, "Wow!"

There was still more than an hour before dawn, and Jiang Pengji asked them to go back to sleep and recuperate to fight in the mountain urn city.

But these people have just experienced a scuffle, one by one as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, where can they still sleep?

In the night attack, the newcomer Bai Ning showed the demeanor of a veteran, if he hadn't reacted in time and organized a defensive counterattack, our army's casualties would have been greater. This makes others more sure of Wei Ci's shovel - if it is really a shovel, all those who dig up are talents.

"Just - the lord is wearing your clothes?"

Bai Ning leaned over to Wei Ci and asked in a low voice.

Wei Ci stumbled under his feet and almost fell on the ground.

He decisively denied it, "It's dark, you're wrong." ”

Bai Ning pursed his lips and snorted in disgust.

He is not the only clear-eyed person, and no one else raised objections, so it can be seen that the person next to him really has a leg with his own father-in-law.

Bai Ning said meaningfully, "You have to work hard—"

Although he is a newcomer, the age of the lord is similar to that of his daughter, and Bai Ning can't help but take on the role of the old father, secretly worrying about the next generation of the lord. Among the princes of the world, which of them is still desolate at this age? Without a young master, they are not at ease in their hearts.

Wei Ci: "......"

The army was ready to go, waiting for the first rays of dawn to come.

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

Standing at the head of the wall, he saw the fire in the enemy camp from afar, and his heart rose to his throat.

It worked?

Or did it fail?

Han Yu's heart was tormented and tumbling, like a piece of fresh meat churning in a frying pan.

Until dawn, the enemy army lined up neatly around the mountain urn city, and he knew that the general situation was gone!