There was really no letter in it, but every food there was Zhou Muhan's favorite.

Especially this sauce-flavored beef jerky.

Zhou Muhan picked up one, thin, and slowly tasted it.

Come on, this war will end today.

Soon, he will once again take his Ah Wan into his arms.

The package was rewrapped and placed in the dark compartment under the desk.

Zhou Muhan looked at the map carefully again.

It is not necessary to march and fight a war, and every uncertain factor must be eliminated.

Even if it's a must-win battle, be careful.

This is also Zhou Muhan's style of acting.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, Fang will win all battles!

At the same time, in the main hall of the Beichen King's Palace, the king of Beichen made a decision, and there were only two opponents, the second prince and the third prince.

Therefore, the objection is invalid.

Even in the main hall, there was a faint pungent smell.

Because it was spring, and the wind was coming from the south, even the royal city, which was nearly five hundred miles away, seemed to be able to hear a deafening explosion.

And standing on the high place of the royal city, there is a winding peak, called Qinglan Mountain, where the smoke is filled, and by the spring breeze, there is a faint tendency to sweep in.

According to the battle reports from the front, the two sides have not yet had a chance to fight in close quarters.

This is also the reason why the second prince and the third prince do not give up.

However, what they didn't know was that even if they fought in close quarters, they were not the opponents of the current Zhou Dynasty.

Although the cavalry of the Zhou Dynasty was weaker than them, the weapons in their hands were amazing, and when the other party did not run to them, a firebomb was thrown over, even if it could not blow up the people and horses, but it would also block the pace of progress.

Moreover, even if it was the Zhou Dynasty a few years ago, they would not be able to defeat it, otherwise, according to their temperament, they would have invaded the Central Plains long ago.

How can a hungry wolf who is brave and fierce become an honest and well-behaved sheep.

It's just that I can't beat it.

Standing in front of the gate of the royal city, Wu Lida was unable to hide his anger and helplessness in his heart, this season, everyone chose to use concessions to keep safe.

If it was a year ago, Wu Lida was sure to drive the Zhou Dynasty people out of Qinglan Mountain.

However, now that they have new weapons, the Zhou Dynasty has been strengthened.

He was really not sure, so when his father asked him, he could only bow his head and be silent.

Turning on his horse, he galloped toward his tent.

The woman who thought that the army of the Zhou Dynasty would wave north, the woman who thought she could go home.

I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed.

Ouyang Ling'er sat on the newly laid wool felt, it was dark outside, but candles were still needed to illuminate the tent.

She glanced around, and in order to make her die, Wu Lida was full of items from the Zhou Dynasty.

In the center of the tent was a table of eight immortals, which was not very high.

On the four sides of the table of the Eight Immortals were cushioned, and on each side of the tent was a large wooden cabinet, one was a bookcase and the other was a wardrobe.

In the wardrobe there are all kinds of clothes that Ulida has prepared for her.

Compared to the place where I used to live, the furnishings here are too simple to be called gorgeous, but this tent is full of an indescribable exotic atmosphere.

On the floor is a carpet from Persia, which is delicate and precious.

On the other side of the tent, there were two Taishi chairs covered with wolf skins, and a deck chair that looked more comfortable, made of a kind of golden silk wood from the depths of the grassland.

It is covered with an upholstered sculpture with a flying eagle motif.

Her gaze fell on the large bed covered with precious furs.

Ouyang Ling'er's eyes darkened suddenly, and an indescribable sadness surged up with a hint of complexity.

That demon, the demon who snatches his body and heart.

He knew too well that her body had been awakened by him one by one, and he also took pleasure in watching her Ouyang Ling'er struggle herself.

She knew his purpose.

What he wanted was for her to bow down at his feet without any dignity at all.

He also admired her arrogance and took pleasure in depriving it of it.

Oh! This despicable man!

This demon with deep green eyes!

To him, she's just a little plaything, just a boring thing for him!

From the mouth of the maid, it was already known that in Qinglan Mountain in Beichen, the army of the Zhou Dynasty had already overwhelmed the border.

Will you hit here, will you be rescued?

Thinking of Ulida's gaze, remembering the love in the depths of his eyes, she knew that maybe even if she died, he would not let her leave.

A clattering sound came from far and near.

Even at dawn, the sound of horses' hooves was distinct.

The voice was all too familiar to her.

--He's back?

The sound of horses' hooves stopped outside the tent, and after a while he waved his tent in.

She looked up at him.

Her clothes were wet and sticking to her muscles because of sweat, and there was no violence in her eyes, but she still looked at her coldly.

Ouyang Ling'er simply closed her eyes, she refused to look at him.

I didn't want to face his stunning green eyes, nor did I want to see his face, the so-called handsome faces of the two maids.

Is he good-looking?

Under such lights, she really realized at this moment that he was really good-looking, but she didn't want to look at it anymore.

"Shall I strip you naked for the men of the prairie to admire? Or do you beat you up? Ling'er, what are you calculating in your heart? Wu Lida narrowed his eyes, his tall body stood in front of Ouyang Ling'er, and he leaned down slightly, "From noon onwards, you, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." ”

Ouyang Ling'er raised her head suddenly, and a touch of shock and a touch of understanding flashed on her beautiful face.

His words, she understood.

Beichen Kingdom, sued for peace.

"You have to remember, even if this place is occupied by the army of the Zhou Dynasty, I will take you away before that, you are my woman, even if I die, I will let you go to hell with me." Wu Lida's brows were dyed with a layer of violence, and he approached again, his burning breath brushing the top of Ouyang Ling'er's head, "No matter what the outcome is, I will never allow you to leave my side." ”

Ouyang Ling'er lowered her eyes, her face was indifferent and desperate.

She's always so cold.

Wu Lida looked at her carefully for a long time, her eyes hanging not far away, both ethereal and distant, like the ice of the crescent moon lake in the wax moon sky.

Whenever she showed this sad look, he would want to hug her tightly to prove that she was still in his arms and had not disappeared.

What should he do with her? This woman who is weak on the outside and strong on the inside? What kind of enthusiasm can get her smile in exchange?

Since the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Wu Lida has never seen her stretched smile, will she smile? She's colder than an iceman carved out of ice, will she laugh?

He really wanted to see her laugh for him. Just laugh for him!

But how long will he have to wait? Or is it a lifelong dream? (To be continued.) )