An eagle soared and circled in the blue sky, its dark and keen eyes reflecting everything on the earth, and in those eyes a procession of dragons winding through the rolling mountains.

The eagle circled for a moment, spotted the carriage in the middle of the procession with the red dragon flag embroidered on a black background, and then swooped down with a long roar.

Feng Zhao's ears in the car moved slightly, got up and walked out of the car door, looked up at the sky, in the dazzling sunlight, he saw the eagle swooping down, his face was rare bright.

"Young master, this is the eagle of Prince Ming. ”

Limeng in front of the car said softly.

Fengzhao nodded, this eagle was brought back by Yueming from Molong.

Loving eagles and horses, the Desert Dragons capture eaglets born on cliffs and train them to fight and deliver letters.

Eagles are trained to understand their master's gestures, and when you tie a letter to their legs and give them a gesture, they will understand the direction they are going.

And these eagles confess the Lord, and once they confess the Lord, they are very faithful and unswerving until death.

This eagle was given to him by Princess Molong after Yueming escorted Yaoling to Molong.

At the beginning, he was still a young eagle, but now he is the overlord who fights the sky and dominates the sky. The young falcon stood firmly on the railing of the carriage, his dark eyes staring silently at the wind standing in front of him. Feng Zhao walked lightly in front of it and stretched out his jade-like hand to untie the bamboo pipe on the eagle's leg.

After reading the letter, he asked Limeng, who was standing next to him, "Is there any news that the dead soldiers sent out have been sent back to the city of Zhuye?"

"Back to the young master, not yet. Limeng replied in a low voice.

"Tell Vice Admiral Hai to see me," he ordered as he reached the side of the carriage, and immediately a soldier on a maroon horse whipped his horse and galloped forward.

Not long after, a white horse came from the front, and the sea cucumber on the horse was young and handsome.

"What's the matter with the general?" he asked, standing in front of the carriage in the wind, with his hands clenched into fists.

"How's the battle going in Grant City?"

"General Yu, the vanguard sent back the news that the Ji ** team has besieged the city without leakage, and it has been dozens of days, and it is impossible to know the news in the city. ”

"After a few days of marching, you can reach the city of Grant. ”

"It's going to take five days to go back to the general. ”

Feng Zhao twisted a pair of sword eyebrows, standing at the front of the car he looked at the vast land in front of him, the city of the grant is the only way to go to Yongguan, Yongguan has been lost, once the city of the city is lost, then the dragon will be unobstructed in front of the country of thistle, then there is no favorable terrain to block the first team of thistle.

Fortunately, Yueming has successfully dragged down part of the military strength of the Ji Kingdom, so that the Ji Kingdom has to divide half of its military strength to deal with the Yanlong army.

"Pass my order, gather 10,000 archers, 8,000 armor soldiers, all of them take off their armor, and march quickly with the best war horses, and be sure to arrive at the city of Zhuye tomorrow. He also ordered all the cavalry to take off their armor and march quickly. ”

Sea cucumber's handsome face was a little surprised, he hesitated for a moment, he clenched his fists and said: "The general is so afraid that even if 18,000 soldiers arrive in the city on time, they are too tired to enter the battle. ”

"The order goes down, these soldiers only need to arrive on time, when the soldiers of the Ji Kingdom attack the city of Zhiye, they will attack immediately, when the soldiers of the Ji Kingdom do not attack the city, they do a temporary rest and wait for the arrival of the army, and do not do a frontal conflict with the soldiers of the Ji Kingdom. ”

"The End Will Understand"

"The eighteen thousand soldiers and the cavalry behind them were all led by General Zuo, who was good at using trickery and mastering the truth and the truth. ”

"Yes"

Not long after, a group of soldiers and horses rushed out of the winding and fast-running army, the horses' hooves stepped on the dust, and the soldiers on the horses were all young and tough, each of them was dressed in black cloth with a serious expression, and there was only a piece of armor with the weapons they carried with them.

In the dark night, a few stars twinkled faintly in the sky, and outside the high walls of the city, there were camps of marching soldiers.

Outside each tent was guarded by a soldier.

Every half hour, a group of soldiers with halberds patrolled by.

There is a largest camp tent in a remote place in these tents, the camp tent is brightly lit, and behind the desk in the camp stands Liu Yi, who is dressed in gray, is writing calligraphy, and next to him stands Jiang Xuerong, who is dressed in red.

"Father, we have besieged the Grant City for dozens of days, and we never thought that Qin Yuan was also an extremely powerful person, and he could guard the Grant City so tightly even though he was seriously injured. Jiang Xuerong said a little anxiously: "When is it, you still have the heart to practice calligraphy." There was some complaint in his tone: "If it drags on for a long time, it will be detrimental to our army." ”

Liu Yi still wrote calmly, as if Jiang Xuerong hadn't spoken to him.

Seeing her father's expression, she anxiously and helplessly stomped her feet and turned around and walked out of the tent.

"Come back—"

A long, slightly majestic voice sounded behind her.

Jiang Xuerong hurriedly turned around and returned.

Liu Yi still bowed his head and wrote.

"Dalong's reinforcements are coming soon. There was no emotion in his slow tone.

"How do you know?" Jiang Xuerong asked in surprise.

"If the war fails, what should you do, Rong'er?"

Putting down the pen in his hand, Liu Yi looked at his daughter in front of him, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Xuerong was stunned for a moment, "No, it's impossible, the Ji Kingdom has a father, you." ”

With a long sigh in a soft voice, Liu Yi put down the pen in his hand and said softly: "Back then, my father learned this martial art under your grandfather, and I wanted to serve the country and learn to be useful, but when I went down the mountain, I saw that your grandfather was tied up on the battlefield with white hair, just because those royal relatives and nobles in the court were unwilling to go to the battlefield, so you could only let your grandfather, an elderly old general, hang out to fight, and if the war failed, he blamed all the blame for the war on your grandfather. ”

He paused slightly, and then said in a sad tone: "Military service is the key to ensuring war, and military service in Jiguo can be replaced by money, needless to say, the rich and powerful, ordinary poor people sell all their family property and bribe local officials in order to let the old, weak, sick and disabled in the family go to replace the young and middle-aged to serve in the military, Rong'er, do you say that such a country can win the war, and how can the war be won by the strength of only one person?"

"But father, in the battle between the Ji Kingdom and the Molong, isn't my father determined by the strength of one person? And now another arrow to take the dry crossing, that is, on the day of the attack on Yongguan, it was the daughter who wanted to shoot that Qin Yuan with an arrow, but I never thought that after all, it was the lack of learning and art that made him pick up a life, if my father personally went into battle, at this moment this city of teaching industry would have already been taken. Jiang Xuerong said a little anxiously.

Liu Yi glanced at his daughter, slowly walked in front of her, raised his hand and stroked Jiang Xuerong's shoulder, "The war is over, go back to your mother, I can't be by her side in this life, so you can accompany her for me." The tone was deep and sad.