One day a few days later, Fan Shishu's brigade finally returned triumphantly.

In this duel with the Changling Kingdom, he was victorious with little resistance, which surprised him deeply.

The reason for this is that even Fan Shishu himself didn't understand why.

Perhaps, as the rumors say, the Changling Kingdom in the Central Plains is not at all braver than the nomadic Zhongshan soldiers?

As for the reason, he didn't want to delve into it, in short, this battle was won beautifully, capturing more than ten cities of all sizes, plundering hundreds of miles of land, robbing countless treasures and fertile fields, and surrendering as many as 10,000 prisoners of war to the Zhongshan Kingdom.

However, how can so many people be accommodated?

"Marshal, those troops from the Changling Kingdom want to be brought into Rongcheng?" Coming to the Rongcheng Gate, the little general Shangguan Qianyi rode his horse and asked Fan Shishu for instructions.

"Dashuai, so many troops are a scourge after all, so let's kill them!" Jiang Chongwu did not approve of the use of surrendered troops, not to mention that there were so many of them, he was afraid that it would be difficult to control.

"Marshal, killing and surrendering troops will leave a reputation of tyranny and murder through the ages, and damage the reputation of the marshal's pro-soldiers and love for the people, please think twice."

Shangguan Qianyi glanced at Jiang Chongwu with resentment, the infamy of tyranny and murder was directed at him.

"Marshal, the surrender of troops still cannot be appointed, please order the commander to kill the surrendered troops......"

Before Jiang Chongwu could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a general beside him, this person was none other than Yun Moxuan, who had returned to Zhongshan Country with the Xiaoyun Camp not long ago.

"General Chongwu's words sound like something else! Surrender troops cannot be appointed, who is General Chongwu referring to? ”

Yun Moxuan led the 50,000 horses of the Xiaoyun Battalion to play a decisive role in this battle, and as a result, he won the war.

What are more than 10,000 people in Changling Kingdom? What about the 50,000 horses in his cloud camp? Are they all killed?

How unreasonable!

Yun Moxuan was so angry that he stared at a pair of peach blossom eyes, and he had to find Jiang Chongwu to have a good theory.

Jiang Chongwu originally had no intention of alluding to the Xiaoyun Battalion, but he felt that it was too easy to win this war, and he was afraid that the army of Changling Kingdom would surrender by fraud, so he was not worried about killing the surrendered troops.

As a result, one didn't pay attention and offended Yun Moxuan.

Although Jiang Chongwu didn't look down on Yun Moxuan in his heart, he felt that he was just a gentleman who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it.

However, the 50,000 elite soldiers under his command are really too strong.

originally had the mighty and sturdy physique of the descendants of the Northern Wei Dynasty, coupled with Yun Ranyang's many years of training, and had fought dozens of battles with him, all of them experienced in a hundred battles, and they were proficient in the art of war.

Now that he has surrendered to Zhongshan Kingdom, it is really like a tiger with wings.

Hearing that Yun Moxuan was unhappy, Jiang Chongwu immediately smiled slightly and hugged his fist towards Yun Moxuan.

"General Yun misunderstood, Jiang had no such intention."

Yun Moxuan pursed his lips, smiled coldly, and said to Fan Shishu: "Marshal, the last general thinks that the junior general Shangguan is reasonable, and the reputation of the commander affects the morale of the army and shakes the morale of the army, but it is a taboo for soldiers. Since the Yun family army can be entrusted with important tasks by the marshal, then the surrender of this Changling State can also be appointed. ”

Although Yun Moxuan didn't read much about the art of war, he had been in the army for many years, and he knew a little about it.

Now, this Jiang Chongwu has violated him, how can he sit still and wait to die?

If Fan Shishu had the idea that he could not be appointed, what future would he have in Zhongshan Kingdom?

Before entering the city, the people around him were arguing, and Fan Shishu frowned impatiently.

"What happened to the surrenders? Good birds choose trees to rest, and some people are willing to vote under my Fan Shishu, which shows that my Zhongshan country is a paradise for heroes and heroes from all walks of life. In that case, before it's too late for me to welcome it, how can I kill those who defect to me? ”

"If there are any men and horses who have come to surrender, give me my order to open the gates of the city and welcome them. Chongwu, disperse the surrendered troops of the Changling State to the battalions, and treat them no different from the soldiers of the Zhongshan Kingdom. ”

Hearing that the marshal gave such an order, Jiang Chongwu was really angry.

Open the gates to welcome the surrenders? Shuai, do you know what you're talking about?

The two countries are at war, and the Changling country is rich and prosperous, and it is not that the people are not living well, and they have to go to you to have a way to live.

Moreover, although he is waging war under the pretext of humiliating his relatives, he still invades other people's territories.

Then it's strange that the soldiers of Changling Kingdom don't hate you, and they still come to you?

A fledgling kid, who knows how old you are?

But these words, Jiang Chongwu could only put them in his heart, one hundred and twenty sons and brothers who looked down on this fine-skinned and tender flesh, but they didn't dare to disobey his orders.

"The last will obey."

After receiving the order, Jiang Chongwu glared at Shangguan Qianyi fiercely, and rode a horse to arrange the surrender of troops.

Glancing at Jiang Chongwu's departing back, Shangguan Qianyi was weak and panting, and secretly gritted his teeth.

Jiang Chongwu, one day you will be repaid with blood!

Looking up at the three people behind him, it was the Liu couple who had raised him, and a beautiful woman, two years older than him.

For some reason, there seemed to be some kind of magic in this woman, which always inadvertently attracted his attention.

And she is also protecting his safety at all times, and on the battlefield, she is also like a goddess of war, overcoming obstacles for him.

Her name is Yue Wuhua.

If it is said that the moon is not gorgeous, then, who dares to say that they are gorgeous?

Shangguan Qianyi smiled faintly at the pretty face that was half-covered by the military hat.

Although, I couldn't see her beautiful eyes, but I saw her lips hooked slightly, and just a smile made the whole world quiet.

He knew he couldn't help himself.

The city wall of Rongcheng is several zhang high, and it is full of soldiers, one by one holding the flag and swaying continuously, facing the west wind, the flag is swinging, and the cry is like thunder.

With three cannon salutes, the gates of the city were opened, and the people of the whole city came out to greet them!

The corners of the painting are loud, the war drums are ringing in unison, the music is shaking the sky, and the voices are boiling.

Tens of thousands of people flocked to their hero's return.

Shangguan Qianyi rode a high-headed horse, with a silver helmet and bright armor, full of heroic spirit, enjoying the honor of the stars holding the moon at this moment, and couldn't help but turn his head sideways and look at Yue Wuhua beside him.

I saw that she was cautiously watching the crowd around her, for fear that something strange in the crowd would hurt him.

"Mean, look, who's that?" Suddenly, Yue Wuhua called his name.

Following her gaze, I saw a crowd of people, a royal blue figure, one hand covering his lower abdomen, and the other hand holding a pergola, looking at him.

"Sister, it's sister!" Shangguan Qianyi shouted excitedly.

Sure enough, it was her! Although he turned into a man, Yue Wuhua still recognized Shangguan Weiyang at a glance.

Didn't she follow Ran Yang back to Luochuan City? How could it be in Rongcheng?

With Shangguan Qianyi rushing to the battlefield this month, Yue Wuhua has not been in contact with Yun Ranyang for many days.

Is he coming too?

Thinking of this, Yue Wuhua realized that if Yun Ranyang was with Shangguan Weiyang at this time, that humble cry might reveal Yun Ranyang's identity, so he said to Qianyi.

"Wrong, it's a man."

Humbly turned his head suspiciously, leaned his neck to look at the blue figure that was gradually moving away, and gradually disappeared into the crowd.

"I thought my sister came to see me!" Humbly and wilted, he lowered his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

When he returned victorious, he very much hoped that his sister could see his victorious demeanor, but neither sister appeared.

Seeing that his younger brother was safe and sound, and seeing Liu Dahu and Hua Nong by his side, Yue Wuhua was also protecting Qianyi's safety at all times, and the anxiety in Weiyang's heart dissipated a little.

With Yue Wuhua by his side, Weiyang is more relieved.

Because, that is the protection from Yun Ranyang.

She knew that with him, humility would be fine.

Until this time, deep in Weiyang's heart, he still trusted him.

Thinking of Yun Ranyang, Weiyang's heart suddenly hurt, but his attitude towards the child really broke Weiyang's heart.

These days, she didn't dare to think about how she survived, and the despair of being in the desert made her have to resent Yun Ranyang.

She didn't believe he wanted his life. Although the horses and bags were all prepared by Yun Bai, he was the closest attendant to Yun Ranyang, and all his actions could almost represent Yun Ranyang's instructions.

It's just that she still doesn't believe it, maybe she doesn't want to believe it, maybe she doesn't want to face it, in short, she would rather think that the person who wants her life should be his woman Qiushang.

Now, she is still alive, alive, and there will always be a day to meet!

There are so many people on the street, standing shoulder to shoulder, it's easy to squeeze your own children.

Now that I have seen my brother, there is nothing to stay, and there will be trouble if others find out.

Weiyang worked hard to squeeze out the crowd and walked towards the mansion of Fu Yuanzheng, in order to avoid people's eyes, Weiyang pulled the hood on his head and lowered his head into the alley.

Away from the crowd, her long-suppressed heart was released.

It's resentment, it's grievance, or it's loneliness like never before.

The inexplicable mess finally made her unable to pretend that nothing happened, and she chose to stay away from him, but could she really forget him?

How can it be?

Weiyang slowly leaned against the wall, curled up, and sobbed quietly.

Let the tears flow clean!

Depression will only hurt more!

finally saw her figure in the crowd, which made Qin Ziyu, who was watching the handsome triumph in the elegant room of the Xiabi Pavilion, extremely excited.

Immediately sent someone to follow her, and then, looking for the mark left by the secret guard, he also rushed over.

Seeing her crying in the corner with her shoulders on her shoulders, he waved his hand at his subordinates.

The more sad a beauty is, the more she needs to be accompanied.

Although Qin Ziyu thinks that she is not as beautiful as herself, it doesn't matter.

Importantly, he was curious and convincing about the woman.

The ointment of that day was obviously different from the one made by Xianyun, and it was more like the one he used for the first time.

She made it, he thought.

Sure enough, under his merciless questioning, the two girls finally admitted that she had been here and made ointment for him.

She actually came back and made an ointment for him?

The meaning of this is self-evident!

Qin Ziyu's heart couldn't help but rise with a burst of warmth, and there was a trace of sweetness.

However, she made the ointment and left again.

Avoided it, and teased him several times, what does this mean?