Cheng Mu'an hesitated, he was afraid that Lian Shuang would not be able to beat Qiu Lingaro, but Lian Shuang was so resolute, Cheng Mu'an dodged and retreated to the side.

Of course, the two of them will not be able to do real work, and it is precisely because of this that Lian Shuang will be left with suspicion of collaborating with the enemy and treason in the future.

Cheng Mu'an had a hint of clarity in his heart, he heard Wen Xiaomiao inadvertently say that Lian Shuang had a very mysterious sweetheart, and even Sha Yima didn't know what Lu Dao looked like.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the Huns retreated twenty miles before the two sides stopped fighting.

Everyone returned to the city exhausted, the remnant sun was like blood, and the afterglow of the setting sun poured on the tower.

Inside and outside the city, everywhere was a mess, and the people in the city spontaneously went out of their homes to help treat the wounded, deliver food, and clean up the battlefield as much as they could.

Wen Xiaomiao nervously followed Shayima to the city gate, all the way was full of desolation, Wen Xiaomiao was afraid when she saw the gray-clothed man being carried on a stretcher, she was afraid that it was Cheng Mu'an, Shayima comforted her, if she could see it on the stretcher, it would be a good thing, if there was no place in the city, it would mean that the problem was more serious.

Wen Xiaomiao saw Cheng Mu'an covered in blood from the crowd, she was shocked, she rushed to him quickly, but she didn't dare to move when she arrived in front of her, she just held Cheng Mu'an's hand, her eyes were red, she looked Cheng Mu'an up and down, and asked, "Where is the injury?" Is it heavy or not? ”

Cheng Muan said softly: "I'm not injured, don't worry." ”

"But you're covered in blood?" Wen Xiaomiao raised her head and looked at Cheng Mu'an.

"It's someone else's, not mine." Cheng Muan explained.

Wen Xiaomiao was relieved at this time, and as soon as the spirit of the strong support was relaxed, the whole person was about to fall.

Cheng Mu'an hurriedly supported her and hurriedly asked, "Miao Miao, what's wrong?" ”

Shaima said: "When Xiao Miao was on the castle tower, he vomited so much that he even vomited out the bitter gall, hey, is there any? ”

Wen Xiaomiao almost didn't come up in one breath, her face turned red, this Shayima really dared to say anything in public.

"Impossible, Brother An and I haven't yet, not yet" Wen Xiaomiao was anxious to explain, but lowered her head and was embarrassed to say it anymore.

"There are no round houses." These words floated out of Cheng Mu'an's mouth faintly, and Wen Xiaomiao finished speaking.

Wen Xiaomiao couldn't wait to get into a hole in the ground at this time, so she could only put her face tightly in Cheng Mu'an's chest and arms, and no one looked at it.

Shanul walked up to Cheng Mu'an and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Brother, I advise you, hurry up and stay in the round house, maybe one day you will be lying on the battlefield." ”

It's really a brother and sister.

At this time, Lian Junshou came over with his subordinates in Yanei, and first thanked the big guy for the heroic killing of the enemy for the people in the city, in the end, it was his father, he glanced at Lian Shuang, and then brought General Sha and the leader of the reinforcements and other generals to the backyard of Yamen's house.

It was getting late, and the county guard arranged a more sumptuous meal, and made arrangements for everyone to have a good rest.

Today's battle, both sides are greatly injured, it is estimated that the Huns will not send troops in a short period of time, take advantage of this time to quickly rest and recuperate, even the county guard told everyone a good news, the imperial court has sent the minister of the Qin Dispatch with the new generals, the necessary materials and grain and grass to set off, about ten days later, everyone is excited when they hear it, excitedly shouting that this time we must completely beat the Huns back to their hometown, so that the border will be stable for at least twenty or thirty years.

The author has something to say: It was originally scheduled to be two more per day, but yesterday it was too busy, and the president of Xiaoyu sent a manuscript written on the weekend yesterday, and at night he accidentally fell asleep, and Xiaoyu fought for three more today.