While the mirror was maneuvering between the streets and alleys with the river and Luona, on the side of the improvised battle line in the rear, Luo Yifan was looking at the four people in the middle of the front line with interest.

In front of him, there was a sand table that had just been set up, and in the sand table, the positions of all the troops on the battlefield were displayed, as well as the general battle situation.

On the left-hand side, there are still a bunch of small flags, which at a glance are the reinforcements that have not yet arrived from various families.

Suddenly, a shadow fell above his head.

At the same time, the faint melodious horn sounded again, and it was clear that the ghost clan had withdrawn its troops.

On one side of the sky, there was a faint whiteness, the morning light moved slightly, and the starlight dimmed.

It's dawn, and the ghost clan has withdrawn.

The hardest night passed.

It's getting closer to the arrival of reinforcements.

But everyone knows that the ghost clan will not return to the ghost domain so easily, and for Zhenyang, they are bound to win.

"How's it going?" Luo Yifan looked up and glanced at Shao Nian, who was breathing a little heavily, there was no surprise, he knew what Shao Nian was doing.

It's just that when he saw the mirror that Shao Nian was half-holding, he was a little surprised, but he quickly relented.

"Over there...... Disagree with the withdrawal of troops. Shao Nian's eyebrows were twisted, and his expression was a little heavy. Immediately after, he said, "How is she?"

She, naturally, is talking about mirrors.

Regarding the transaction between Shao Nian and the ghost clan, Luo Yifan guessed even if he didn't know everything, so Shao Nian didn't plan to hide it.

"It would be strange if the ghost clan agreed to withdraw the troops, who wouldn't want this piece of fat in Zhenyang, let alone you sent it to their mouths," Luo Yifan's still slightly swollen face was a matter of course, and then he turned his gaze away, looked in the mirror carefully, and frowned, "How could she be injured like this?"

At this moment, the mirror was pale, and there was still a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. Her breath was dazed, but she couldn't see any injuries, whether external or internal.

Shao Nian felt the weight that was so light that his arm barely felt it, and his heart twitched for no reason.

When he arrived at the scene, all he saw was Luo Na's fingers that had not been removed, and the mirror that was hanging in the air, obviously unconscious.

At that time, the mirror was in a very bad state, there was no blood on her body, but she was confused, which was even worse than when she was seriously injured and unconscious for the first time.

He didn't know what position the mirror had always been in his heart.

Is it a spy, or a comrade-in-arms, or a subordinate, or an ally?

He didn't know.

It stands to reason that he is a general, she is his adjutant, then, she is his subordinate.

But if she was his subordinate, how could she have deliberately infiltrated?

So what?

Friend or foe is also friend or foe, and friend and foe are difficult to distinguish.

Shao Nian felt that if everything was put aside, he and she might be friends, or more special than friends.

But identity has always been a shackle that can never be removed.

If there is no identity, then where does the encounter come from?

There are no ifs.

Shao Nian lowered his eyes slightly, and for the first time felt that he was in a thousand things in his heart, and he couldn't figure it out, and the more he reasoned, the more chaotic it became.

It's like a mess, entangled with another mess, and naturally you will only get a bigger and messier mess.

"She's met Luona. Shao Nian did not continue to talk about the military situation. He looked at the unconscious mirror, the dim light shone into his eyes, reflecting fine light and shadow, and there was a trace of extremely rare panic, "What's wrong with her?"

Shao Nian couldn't see where the mirror injury was, and this was what made him panic the most.

It was also the first time that Luo Yifan had seen Shao Nian's cold face show emotions other than ruthlessness, but he was not interested in it.

What does the big man have to do with him?

It's good to be a little person who has nothing to do with the overall situation but has a little means. As for the big man's affairs, don't ask about it, just do it, and don't care if he is right or wrong.

Luo Yifan has always been free and easy, eclectic.

However, he also wanted to become a hegemon, but his background and talent determined that he would never have that opportunity.

Since you can't do it, don't think about it.

Isn't it good to be a small wave in the torrent of the times quietly and be amazed for a moment?

Ambition is not something that everyone can control.

Loyvan knew he couldn't control his ambitions, and he had never touched anything like it. Ambition is addictive.

Luo Yi Fanzai carefully helped the mirror to explore from head to toe, and then said that he couldn't see anything, and spread his hands and said, "There are no scars on the body." ”

The implication is that it hurts her soul.

Shao Nian's heart pumped again.

If it's the body, it's okay to say, because at least you can see where the injury is.

But it's hard to say about the soul.

The soul is related to one's own ideology, and if you are seriously injured, you may never wake up.

Even if the injury is not serious, if the subjective consciousness of the person does not want to wake up, then no one can wake up.

"So you mean......." Shao Nian knew what Luo Yifan meant, but he didn't dare to think in that direction.

He seems to be ruthless and ruthless, but in fact, the most feared thing is the departure of important people.

Jing, or Luo Yi, has not known him for a long time, but they have left deep traces and memories in each other's hearts.

This is different from a passerby, she and him are like meteors cutting each other's hearts. There are not many words, but everyone knows what the other person is thinking.

"Don't look at it, it's useless to look at it," Luo Yifan patted Shao Nian's shoulder, looked at Shao Nian, and suddenly sighed, "She won't wake up." Let's go, the reinforcements are almost here, let's go and see how the battle will be fought in the next few days. ”

Shao Nian rarely didn't look at the salty pig hand on his shoulder with that seeping eyes. He just looked at the quiet face in the mirror in a daze, and was silent.

If it is said that the face of the mirror is delicate on weekdays, then the face of the mirror at this time is as fragile as a porcelain doll that will break at the touch of a button, and the face that is usually biased towards pale is not to be seen any other blood.

Luo Yifan looked at Shao Nian and left first with great interest, without disturbing the sad atmosphere.

You're not going to die, are you?

You should have come to kill me, I'm not dead, how can you die?

Shao Nian looked at the sleeping face of the person in his arms, and held it for a long time before he dropped a slightly cruel sentence: "Luo Yi, even if you die, you have to ......."

After thinking about it for a long time, Shao Nian said, "You have to die in my hands!"

However, he didn't notice that the tone of the last sentence involuntarily lightened, and between his eyebrows, in addition to cruelty, there were worries and worries.

He gently lowered the mirror and put her with the wounded, but he hesitated for a long time for fear that the floor would be too hard and the blood was too heavy, and then put her on a pile of haystacks.

This pile of hay is one of the few clean hay left.

It took him a long time to lay the mirror flat, and then he remembered to discuss the battle plan with Loifan.

When Shao Nian stepped out of the temporary defensive line, he saw at a glance the two legs rippling in the trees not far away.