How did they fight Jiang Tieyi bravely, how did the elephant herd go crazy and attack each other, how did the handsome man use that earth-shattering move, and how did Qinglan and Kuai Fang behead their twin brothers......

The details of all the stories were told over and over again, as if they had seen them with their own eyes, and even the story of how Ah Mo secretly ran out to save the baby elephant was widely praised as a typical example of bravery and kindness.

In these repeated details, it is once again proved that their second highness is wise and wise, omnipotent, indestructible, and invincible, everyone is full of confidence in the next battle, and they are eager to go to the battlefield again, this time the opportunity will be left to them, and they will cut off the heads of the Yanlong warriors and write their own legends!

But Jinghua knows that the biggest drawback of this is that it angers Jiang Chiyu. Before the battle, Jiang Chiyu had already conquered several small and small countries, he was called the "Jade Emperor", pampered, and even used breakfast luxuriously. And his five sons, except for the eldest son Jiang Jinge, the other four sons have never officially fought with him, and they are arrogant and invincible.

Old Jiang is frivolous, and Xiao Jiang is frivolous, and such an opponent is the most beneficial to him.

But the battle was not fought by him alone, and the 200,000 heavenly soldiers under his command, if they did not eliminate their fear of Yanlong, they would only make promises when they were fighting, and what was the use of relying on him to kill the opponent's main general? Therefore, he weighed left and right, and finally decided to break through it in one fell swoop, and then talk about improving morale quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly.

And the mourning soldiers must be brave, so giving Jiang Chiyu a blow to the head, and then it will definitely cause him to fight back, so that the battle situation will fall into a more difficult and severe situation, which is what he has to face at this moment.

Jinghua leaned weakly on the back of the chair, her face heavily tired. He closed his eyes, slowly opened them again, and said with a reluctant smile: "What else is the best plan? It doesn't matter if you are immature, say it, everyone...... Hehe, help think together. ”

He didn't sleep all night, and every minute of his spiritual power flowed out of his empty back. For him, a warm brazier was burned in the tent, and Qinglan was so hot that he was left with only a single coat, if it weren't for Kuai Fang's presence, he would probably be shirtless. But Jinghua's face was still a little pale, he sat there talking and laughing freely, presiding over the overall situation, but his body was already numb from the cold, he even suspected that his hands were wrapped in a layer of ice, and when he looked down, there was nothing.

But now he didn't have time to think about it, he didn't even have time to think about Ah Mo, who was still waiting for him in another tent at this time.

Jiang Chiyu's fifth son, Jiang Xiren, heard that he has a pair of magical eyes.

——A pair of eyes that can perceive people's hearts and seduce the soul.

Several people have been thinking and meditating for a night, but there is still no perfect countermeasure, Qinglan is already a little impatient: "I said Jinghua, if you can't think of it, forget it! As soon as he arrives, I will be the first to meet him! I will pick out his eyeballs when I go into battle, and even if he has great ability, it will all be wasted!"

Shi Er also agreed: "I also agree with Qinglan! Jiang Xiren is just rumored to be a god, my shadow guards have been staring at him for so long, and they have never seen anything strange about him, and he is usually extremely ordinary, and he can't tell that he is a prince in the crowd." He is so young, even if he has extraordinary abilities, how high can his cultivation be? His Highness doesn't have to think too highly of him. ”

Jinghua said slowly: "General Shi, how does your cultivation compare to Qinglan?"

Shi Er didn't know why he said this, he was stunned, and replied honestly: "The last general is ashamed, and his cultivation is naturally inferior to the deputy marshal." ”

Jinghua said: "But Qinglan is much younger than you, so it can be seen that the level of cultivation has little to do with age. ”

He glanced at everyone lightly and said, "Jiang Xiren is humble and simple, and he is not good at great success, but such a person is the most difficult to deal with." You can't have won two games, and even this 'forgetfulness' has won back from the ginger thief, right?"

Jing Hua's voice was low, but there was a hint of sternness, "We have to work hard now, and we will be able to ...... less pain when we go to the battlefield!" Every brother's life is in our hands, how can we " When he said this, he suddenly coughed a few times and said intermittently: "How can we not think of it...... Forget it?"

He covered his mouth with a handkerchief, turned sideways and bent over and coughed violently. Tian Meng hurriedly handed him the water cup, but he coughed so much that he couldn't drink it at all, so he only waved his hand weakly.

He has held on until now, and he has really reached the limit. Qi and blood rushed repeatedly, rushing to his throat again and again, and he forcibly swallowed it again and again. He suppressed and did not dare to cough, because once he coughed, it was endless. And now, although he didn't look at it, the smell of blood on the veil was only afraid that everyone could smell it.

He gasped for a moment before he slowly turned around, and quietly tugged the handkerchief into his sleeve as if nothing had happened. I don't know if it was because he said it too seriously just now, and the atmosphere in front of him seemed a little too serious, so he had to pull a smile at Tian Meng that he also felt embarrassed, as a relief, "What does General Tian have in mind?"

Tian Meng and the others were not afraid of being scolded by him.

If he has the strength to scold, they will be happy! But he, the boss, has a good temper, and he just said a few words in a few words, and he felt very embarrassed.

He advised His Highness to rest for a while and recuperate, but he had always turned a deaf ear, he knew that His Highness was worried about Jiang Xiren's eyes. In the previous two games, it was beautiful and easy to win, and the soldiers outside the door who were still sleeping did not know that the battle on the field had only been half a day's work, and His Highness had paid for this before, repeatedly deliberating and formulating strategies, when to start? Where to ambush? If the enemy army changes temporarily, how should our army deal with it? There are no less than seven or eight kinds of layouts before and after, and His Highness has drawn more than 30 pictures of the battle map alone.

There is no battle that can be like divine help.

God, who is himself, is to redouble and redouble the effort.

Tian Meng just couldn't stand it.

Jinghua can pretend to be nothing, but Tian Meng doesn't have that ability. He saw the red handkerchief that Jinghua had quickly hidden just now, and he also saw the cold sweat oozing from his forehead and his lips that had gradually turned blue. He knew that if he persuaded him to go back to rest, he would definitely be scolded, but he couldn't help but say it again:

"Hehe, I'm ashamed, I'm old, I've been sleepy all night, and I can't think of any high or low opinions. The last general begs His Highness to let the last general go back first, even if he squints for a while, he will be full of energy, and his thoughts are like springs!"

Qinglan had a very high level of understanding, and immediately yawned, and said helpfully: "Yes, I'm also good!" Jinghua, let's rest first, we should eat, we should sleep, Jiang Chiyu's army will arrive tomorrow morning at the earliest, we still have time!"

Unexpectedly, Jinghua nodded this time and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm also a little tired, you all go down, Qinglan, you stay for a while." ”

Tian Meng, Kuai Fang, and Shi Er saluted and retreated, and Qinglan saw that Jinghua was still sitting there and did not move, and said strangely: "What's the matter?

Jinghua smiled reluctantly, and was about to stand up, but suddenly fell forward.

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Qinglan hurriedly rushed up to hug him, and exclaimed, "Jinghua! Jinghua, how are you?"

Jinghua's whole body had fallen into Qinglan's arms, but he did not lose consciousness, and blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his lips, which was extremely dazzling on his pale face. He struggled to open his eyes, and even smiled weakly, but his voice was inaudible, "Trouble...... Send me back. ”

Qinglan agreed sullenly and carried him on his back. The morning sun had not yet risen, and there was not even a single figure outside the tent, except for a few soldiers who were on night patrol in the distance. The sky was the alternating color of blue and white and dark gray, and it was as clear as a lone star hanging from the last white seepage.

Qinglan walked in the open-air tent, he didn't dare to walk too fast, and listened carefully to the breathing of the man on his back. There was a faint snoring of the soldiers all around, and tomorrow they would see a great commander with a sword and a prancing horse, but they would never know that their commander did not even have the strength to walk back to the camp.

Qinglan sighed silently.

Jinghua was still awake, "What are you sighing for?"

Qinglan said in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan Jinghua, you robbed my Ah Mo, do you use this kind of body to her?"

The person behind him seemed to smile, and after a while, he said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let her down." He coughed lightly a few times, and then said, "Qinglan, you ...... You don't have experience, this kind of thing, not just by strength, but also ...... Skill. ”

Qinglan's face turned red, and he said unconvinced: "Cut, as if you have so much experience!" He suddenly thought of something, and after a pause, he couldn't even speak, and stammered: "You guys...... You won't be ......."

Jinghua smiled but said nothing.

Qinglan's handsome face first turned red, then it turned white, and then it was black, black, black, and it couldn't be blacker.

He unceremoniously threw the person who took advantage of the advantage and was still embarrassed to the ground, and a few words burst out from between his teeth, "You are so capable, what are you begging me to do?

"Hey, we haven't ...... yet"

The jealous young man had already strode away, and he didn't hear a word.

Jinghua was defenseless, fell to the ground, and smiled bitterly.

He was just joking, a little bit of men's pride and pride, but that stupid boy took it seriously. Hehe, now it's okay, do it yourself.

He looked at it, Qinglan was not too ruthless, and the place where he threw him down was only a few steps away from his own tent.

There was a bout of dizziness in front of him, making the tent seem far away from him for a while, and close for a while.

It must be warm in the tent now, and the silly girl must have made the brazier hot and cooked him a cup of fragrant tea.

What would she do? Is she already asleep? Or will she sit stupidly waiting for him?

He couldn't help but laugh, but his lungs felt like they were leaking, and every breath was as difficult as being at the bottom of an icy lake. It was only a few steps, but he couldn't even stand up.

The wind outside was not very strong, but it was very cloudy, and it was swishing into the robe, and the sky began to fall with snow, which was the first snow of the year.

He was wrapped in a big coat and shivered.