Tang Jinyu saw that the woman in white was gradually moving away, the woman's clear body had a straight back, without the delicacy of the woman in the boudoir, and the sharpness seemed to be hidden in the thin body, which could shoot out at any time.

Tang Jinyu landed her eyes on the steamed bun at her feet, stretched out her fingers, and slowly picked it up.

In the next two days, the entire Bell camp was completely shrouded in an extremely oppressive atmosphere, the mountain rain was about to come, the wind was full of buildings, King Ling was suddenly attacked, the reinforcements have not yet arrived, and there is no news of the five thousand soldiers and horses who disappeared, and the soldiers gradually looked a little frizzy, but after all, King Ling, who had followed the killing decision, had been in good endurance for a long time, and gradually calmed down again.

That night, the sound of whistling drowned out the sound of galloping horses' hooves, the air was unpleasantly damp, and the dark clouds were overwhelming, as if a snowstorm was about to strike.

Zhen Yue put on a red cloak and habitually walked in the direction of the main tent, although Teng Jian didn't let her in for the past two days, she still had a disturbed conscience, and she went to help the military doctor boil a decoction every day, which was also considered her heart.

Suddenly, a sonorous sound of horses' hooves suddenly reached the main tent, and the soldiers on horseback looked panicked.

"Quick! Let me go in and see Counselor Teng! Big things are wrong! ”

All the soldiers gasped, and the guards outside the door hurriedly led him in.

Seeing this, Zhen Yue sighed in her heart, and just after walking a few steps, she saw Teng Jian walking out of the main tent with a purple-robed man on his shoulder, followed by the detective, the man on his back hung his head, his eyebrows were handsome, but the exposed skin was extremely pale, like a dying person. But between his eyebrows he wrinkled stubbornly.

Bei Mo Ling? Xiong Lie's firelight illuminated the camp extraordinarily, and Zhen Yue saw at a glance that the person on his back was Bei Mo Ling.

At the same time, Teng Jian also looked over, put Bei Moling into the simple carriage that was coming, and shouted at the girl not far away: "Get in the carriage!" You leave immediately with Your Highness! ”

"What's going on?" Zhen Yue's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually magnified, the leading King Ling was about to be sent away, which meant that the Bell Plains was in danger, and there was no safety at all. There was not the slightest movement in Guangling City. It is only possible that the problem of the imperial capital.

"Girl."

Xiao Li rushed over, followed by a serious Zuo Cripple, Zhen Yue saw this, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Li." Get on the carriage! ”

Xiao Li was stunned. His face turned pale. Looking at the dangerous camp, his shoulders trembled extremely much, and he stepped into the carriage with the assistance of Zuo Remnant.

"Zuo Cripple will escort you out with a group of guards. After crossing the canyon slope, he will meet General Zhao He, and leave now. Teng Jian turned over and got on his horse.

The entire camp was defended by regiments, and the atmosphere was solemn, as if facing a life-and-death battle, and all the weapons were drawn.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhen Yue was shocked.

Before Teng Jian could respond, he heard a violent sound of horses' hooves rolling in, causing the entire Bell Grassland to shake, and the snow covered the sky in the distance, and it was all snowflakes raised by the horses' hooves, as if thousands of troops were killing.

"Let's go!" Teng Jian shouted, and then rode his horse and galloped forward.

Seeing this, Zhen Yue hurriedly jumped into the carriage, Xiao Li saw such a dangerous situation for the first time, and he had already been frightened with a small face, and all the ten Beiying soldiers surrounded the carriage, and Zuo Yu jumped directly into the carriage and stood with the horseman, and the long knife in his hand roared out.

A sound of blade handover came in an instant, shaking the heavens and the earth, all the Beiying soldiers rushed out, only to see the black pressure of the army will be surrounded by water on all sides of the camp, the long knife drinks blood, the sky is full of blood, the sky goshawk screamed above the sky, the two sides of the centaur instantly a scuffle, the black armor in the thick of the night, like the gate of hell.

It's all the military uniforms of the Northern Ying Kingdom! This was a long-planned rebellion, a strangulation set for King Ling, and the Bell Grassland was instantly filled with a sea of swords and fire, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Xiao Li shrank into the carriage in fright, Zhen Yue's eyes were sharp, the carriage quickly ran towards the rear, she lowered the curtain, got into the carriage, and saw the pale man on the warm couch at a glance, this is the first time in two days to see this arrogant and cold him, the whole body is still in the air, but the weakness is especially powerful.

The facial features of the ice sculpture are slightly wrinkled, the pale face is like white paper, the forehead is full of cold sweat, the eyelashes of the wings tremble a few times and then slowly open, a pair of deep pupils are like a sharp sword, the cold stars are terrifying, although the whole body is sick, but it is as quiet as a cold pool.

"Your Highness." Xiao Li knelt on the side, his heart trembling.

"Xiaoli, it's okay." Zhen Yue stepped forward to hold Xiao Li's hand, and when she saw that she was more stable, she moved to the side of the warm couch.

The carriage was fast, and the sound of slashing and slashing was pervasive, as if in the ears, and from time to time sharp arrows flew in, inserting into the carriage and causing violent vibrations.

"Xiaoli, lie down some." Zhen Yue suddenly looked back at Xiao Li, who was huddled in a ball, this girl has been serving in the mansion, she has never seen a bloody battlefield, and she has long been scared to the side.

When Xiao Li heard this, his whole body shrank in the corner.

"What the hell is going on? Was there a rebellion in the imperial capital? Zhen Yue hurriedly asked the man on the couch.

Bei Moling's limbs were straight, and when he moved slightly, he would frown lightly, but the man's sharp eyes did not have a trace of fear, and he said in a low voice: "Are you afraid?" ”

Zhen Yue was stunned for a moment, and then she also understood that it was indeed the rebellion of the imperial capital, she raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Bei Moling, if I am killed by you, I won't let you go as a ghost, you give me the soft fragrant bone antidote, maybe I can take you to kill." ”

"The antidote is in Zixu's hands."

The man smiled, as if he had expected her to say that.

"Humph!" Zhen Yue snorted coldly, and said angrily: "When this matter subsides, I will settle accounts with you." ”

30,000 orthodox Beiying soldiers surrounded and suppressed the Lingwang cavalry of 4,000 men and horses, torches flew everywhere, all the tents were lit, the smell of smoke was choking, the smell of blood was even more breathless, the white blades were connected, there were chopped corpses everywhere, the white snow was completely dyed scarlet, and the bloody corpses were piled up on the ground.

A hundred meters away Guangling City is covered with Tudan soldiers, they open a pair of surprised eyes looking at the distant battlefield of gunpowder, civil strife is always the enemy's favorite situation, the coach Naya Khan laughed loudly, patted his knees and applauded, sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, waiting for the other party to fight exhausted, and then the whole army went out of the city when there was not much left, and a yellow finch was behind, but they didn't know at this time that there was still a good show that would sound at dawn.

30,000 orthodox Beiying soldiers quickly rushed into the camp, scattered the 4,000 men and horses, the general who led the team was forty years old, and his vicissitudes of life were full of swords and frosts, and he quickly found the Zhaoyang county lord who was imprisoned on the war horse. (To be continued......)