After tossing all night, although Ling Luo knew the exact location of the grain and grass, she had already fallen ill before she could tell her subordinates.

After staying in Xiao Ziyu's bathtub for so long, and then dragging his undried body to blow the cold wind outside for so long, it is also difficult to avoid typhoid fever.

The most important thing for the commander of the army is that he is in good health, which will inevitably affect the morale of the army, so even if he is dizzy and feverish, Ling Luo did not mention it to outsiders, just drank some hot water as if nothing had happened.

Ling Luo hesitated for a long time in his heart, whether to tell his subordinates the location of the grain and grass, the balance in his heart shook very seriously, but he was finally given the upper hand by reason.

Even if Xiao Ziyu has saved her life several times, it is still inevitable that he is the young master of the Jinyu, the hostile relationship between the Jinyu and Syracuse cannot be written off by his favor alone, no matter what, Ling Luo must lead the troops to repel the enemy army in the Jinyu, which is her duty and task as the queen of Syracuse.

"Tell the spies to go and burn the firewood house of the Jinyu military camp tonight."

……

The wind is cold at night, and the moonlight is cool.

The wind brought a trace of unusual warmth, and the smell of burning grass and trees permeated every corner of the Jinyu military camp, making people wake up from a deep sleep.

Suddenly, there were bursts of shouts in the Jinyu military camp, the sound of firefighting was endless, and the noisy jiashi was more than on the battlefield, especially after finding that the grain and grass were stored in the firewood house, it became even more nervous and anxious, the grain and grass of the entire army were in this firewood house, if the grain and grass were burned, it was no different from automatically declaring defeat.

Xiao Ziyu in the camp only turned over slightly, sleeping in a sweet and deep appearance, but as long as he paid a little attention, he would see that his eyes were not closed at all, but quietly stared at the fire in the distance in the dark.

The red light jumping in the dark and deep night is like a brilliant firework, such a magnificent and moving color is silently devouring the victory that should belong to Jinyu, but Xiao Ziyu has no pity and sigh in his heart.

The attack on Snow City was just a mission sent to him by Xiao Batian, and in Xiao Ziyu's heart, he didn't have any intention of encroaching on Snow City at all, and it wasn't just because Ling Luo was here, a large part of the reason was also the various things he had experienced during the time he was pretending to be Gu Xi.

Although Xiao Ziyu is dressed in the coat of "Gu Xi", many times he is not pretending, but showing his sincerity that he has never seen in front of everyone, and he also knows for the first time that smile and anger can be so pure and natural, which makes Xiao Ziyu feel relieved and relieved that he has never been.

Here, he doesn't need to disguise himself as strong, he can be presumptuous and cheerful, he can talk to people sincerely, and when he trains with the soldiers of Syracuse, he even eats and lives together, and even drinks a bowl of wine together.

This kind of touching made Xiao Ziyu unforgettable for a long time, so even if he had been in Syracuse for less than a year, he had already regarded it as his home, rather than the cold, ruthless, mercenary Jinyu.