Chapter 67: The Tragic Sound of the Fifth Watch Drum and Horn (1)

"Forgive what's the sin?"

"Xiao Rou was too scared, and when Guard Luo left, he begged him to take me out of the city with me, leaving the rest of the princess's mansion in such a dangerous place...... Please forgive the princess. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" She kowtowed three times.

"So...... Didn't Yun Xiu let you go? After pondering for a moment, Gu Mingxuan suddenly spoke up.

Shi Rou suddenly widened a pair of eyes that were as bright as water, and choked up, "My lord doesn't believe in slaves, don't you believe in Mu'er's death?" The slave and Yun Xiu have a life-and-death enmity, so it is naturally impossible to do things for him. Ask the princess and the lord to trust the slave. ”

Believe? How to believe? There are two skins on the human mouth, and of course there is no way to care about whether it is black or white. The hatred of life and death is nothing, if there is something higher than the hatred of life and death, it is nothing to let go of hatred for the time being.

Ning Yan sighed secretly in her heart, Shi Rou ...... Absolutely not credible! But he still smiled softly at Gu Mingxuan on his face: "Look at you...... Suspicious of people for no reason. Xiaorou is a girl's family, and there are also fears, so she must have been hiding alone. As he spoke, he stepped forward and took her hand and walked out of the tent: "It's been hard to be scared these days, so come with me to rest now." ”

In early autumn, the leaves have not yet turned yellow, and the imperial capital is surrounded by mountains on both sides, and it is still verdant at this time. A Qinglan River passes through the city, and the Moon Lake in the imperial capital is formed by the tributaries of the Qinglan River. The camp of Shen Yu's army was stationed at the foot of Lancui Mountain on the west side of the imperial capital, adjacent to several villages. Because of the fighting, the people of the village had already fled eastward, and the houses were left empty.

"Rest in this tent for the time being, and tomorrow I will have someone escort you to the village behind." Stopped outside a tent.

"The slave maid is here to wait for the princess and the adult, how can she hide, but let the princess take care of the slave and maid. The slave is really ashamed to be a slave. A faint flush of shame on her face added to her delicate countenance.

Ning Yan squinted at her for a long time before she spoke, word by word, "Yun Xiu asked you to come?" ”

Shi Rou's face turned pale, and then she smiled: "Doesn't the princess still believe in the slave?" ”

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I know Luohua better. First of all, he seems to be informal, but in fact he is more defensive, how can he help an unfamiliar woman for no reason? Secondly, the journey from the princess's mansion to the outside of the imperial capital is not short, even if he has made outstanding achievements, it is always a burden to take the individual, and it is difficult not to be discovered, especially outside the princess's mansion, which has become a net of heaven and earth. Even if he had a heart, he was powerless. She raised an eyebrow and looked at her thoughtfully.

"The formation left by Ah Xuan should have been broken, are the people in the house okay?" She looked at Shi Rou and asked slowly, with a hint of imperceptible temptation in her voice.

Shi Rou shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I know that I can't hide it from the princess, yes, it was Yun Xiu who let me out." ”

Although Ning Yan had already expected this answer, her heart was still tight when she admitted it. "What does he want you to do?"

Shi Rou looked up at her, her delicate brows furrowed, and there were already a little tears in her eyes. Then he suddenly fell to his knees and made a maximum salute.

"What is this?" Ning Yan's heart sank, and she said coldly.

"The slave and maid can't say it, Her Royal Highness the princess is kind to Xiaorou and reinvented, and the slave and maid can't be said to die." She still fell to the ground and refused to get up, her voice choked up.

Ning Yan sighed and helped her up: "Yun Xiu must have talked to you about some conditions, if you don't do it, what will he do?" ”

He ...... He said that everyone in the princess's mansion would be ...... Ling Chi executed ......" seemed to recall something, and she trembled all over.

His lazy and evil voice echoed in his ears: "If she doesn't come, the poison in your body will completely attack in three days, and the seven orifices will bleed to death...... But don't worry, if I can find your body, I will help you bury it with your good sister...... Let you have a companion underground......"

She stared at him until her lip was bitten and blood gurgling. Yun Xiu frowned, casually removed her chin, and asked someone to smear the wound on her lips. "Look at you...... So careless...... A-Ning will definitely be suspicious when she sees it...... "A huge pain came from her jaw, but looking at the bright purple figure, she couldn't hold back a tear and couldn't cry, and the overwhelming hatred was about to drown her."

When she woke up, she found that she was already lying on the bank of the Qinglan River, only a few dozen miles away from Shen Yujun's camp, and her jaw had returned to normal. It's not that I didn't want to walk away and die quietly in the deep mountains and old forests that no one knows. Gradually, the corpses decomposed, flesh and skin mixed into the earth and melted into the earth.

But in the end...... It's hard to settle. The white-clothed figure in her mind couldn't be dissipated. The handkerchief he handed over, the one he patiently listened to her sorrow, the warm hand he placed on her shoulder as he comforted him...... I can't help but want to look at him again before I die, even if it's just one look, in this life...... That's enough.

She had no intention of competing with the princess for anything, and in her eyes, the princess and him were the two most suitable people. She didn't ask for too much, just humbly begged that he would always remember the name Shi Rou.

"Ah Xuan said that the imperial capital will be captured within three days." Ning Yan said softly, with an indifferent expression, "You think about it and then decide whether you want to say it or not." With that, she turned and walked away.

The plain white robe wrapped around her slender body, but every step was extremely steady, and her back was straight.

The figure gradually drifted away, Shi Rou smiled bitterly, and there was a trace of sorrow in her eyes.

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The next day, the siege officially began, which was different from the previous three wars. This time, there is quite a big opening and closing, shaking the sky and the earth. Meng Jue led 50,000 Shen Yu troops as the vanguard, and 50,000 horses led by Pei Rong, one of Shen Yu's generals, were the backing. As soon as the horn sounded, they rushed to the castle tower with the ladder in desperation, and people were constantly thrown down by stones and shot by feather arrows. But when he fell, there was still a wave and rushed up again.

Outside the Anhua Gate, countless soldiers slammed into the city gate again and again with huge tree stumps, making muffled noises one after another, and each time it seemed to hit people's hearts.

The bow and arrow used by Shen Yu's arrow rain team was specially improved by Ning Yan, and the range was twice as long as that of an ordinary bow and arrow. Each arrow had barbs on it, and it was impossible to pull it out easily after piercing the flesh. The arrow rain team began to be five paces away from each other, alternately advancing from each other, until they were under the tower.

After the arrow rain team, followed by the 50,000 horses led by Dusty Night and the 50,000 horses led by Yi Lu outflanked from both wings, followed by the 50,000 horses led by Ning Yan to meet the enemy head-on.

Across the sea of people, the flames of war were flying, and the killing shook the sky, she seemed to see the bright yellow figure on the city tower, floating like a ghost in the dark night.