When night fell, the concubines who had gone through several times of fatigue began to carnival, and they heard that the eight princes would be able to return with a large army tomorrow, and the gloom on their faces immediately receded.

When the sky was still clear, Ling Yi ordered the secret guards on weekdays to be divided into two groups and went to the front and rear gates of the palace for reinforcements. The Imperial Guards patrolled the city walls in two, and from a few steps away, they could see a Royal Forester wrapped in armor.

Lan Junyao guarded the noon gate, and Ling Yi was in charge of the noon gate, and the two stayed at the main gate and the back gate of the palace respectively, as long as they survived tonight, when the army arrived tomorrow, the three princes and their party would definitely collapse, and it would be difficult to succeed.

Many years later, the people of Gyeonggi still have a deep memory of this battle for the succession of Shuanglong, this year is destined to be a year of not peace, first the Nine Emperors intended to usurp the throne, and then Nanshuang and Xilu joined forces to attack Dongling, and then there were Shuanglong to seize the throne.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, the name of the country was set as Sui'an, which was intended to make Dongling no longer suffer from the disturbance of war, and the people of Dongling could enjoy peace in peace.

On the high wall of the noon gate, Lan Junyao sat in the same room with several generals from the Eight Emperors' Party, most of them had followed Ling Qixuan to the frontier to fight, and for a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little delicate.

"You must be thinking in your hearts, how can I, a young lady who has been raised in the boudoir all day long, let you obey orders, or maybe I have only served in front of the palace for a while, even if I am better than the average boudoir lady, I should not sit here after all. After Lan Junyao finished speaking, her eyes stared straight at the five generals sitting below, her eyes were calm, and she did not hide or dodge.

These people really thought so in their hearts, and they didn't feel embarrassed at all when they were broken by Lan Junyao, and the one sitting in the middle was a little arrogant, and replied: "Yes, Master Xiuyi understands the responsibilities of being a woman, and why he is sitting here, you must know that fighting is not a child's play." ”

"Thank you for your concern, I just want to ask you, if any of you sit in my seat, can you be sure that you can stop the Third Prince and his party until the Eighth Prince returns?" Lan Junyao's gaze swept over the unmanned face in turn, and their faces were full of hesitation.

"This ......" Now the three princes are holding the idea of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, gathering all the troops he can mobilize, preparing to storm the palace in one fell swoop tonight. In any of them, let alone being able to withstand a whole night, I am afraid that it would be good to be able to last for three hours.

"If the imperial city is broken by the three princes, I am afraid that none of you here will be able to escape. It's also death, why don't you follow me and give it a go?" Lan Junyao ordered at the right time: "And if I really have no ink on my chest, how can the eleventh prince rest assured that he will hand over the heavy responsibility of facing the enemy to me?"

The five of them looked at each other, as if what she said made some sense, no matter how it was arranged tonight, they had to fight against the water, but if they wanted to convince them, they had to show some real skills.

"Lord Xiuyi's words also make sense, after all, he is the one who serves in front of the emperor, and he will not be short-sighted when he thinks about it. If Lord Xiuyi can resist the first wave of attacks from the Three Princes, we will be convinced and let Lord Xiuyi dispatch them, I don't know what you think?"

Lan Junyao snorted coldly in her heart, she was really an old fox, but she replied: "If that's the case, then, please ask a few people to rest for a while, and when you get the first round, I will send someone to invite a few." ”

The five people glanced at each other, said "farewell" and retreated from the arrow tower. These people didn't go down to the city tower, they found an empty place to sit together, and one of them asked first: "Brother Qiang, in the first round of attacks, the three princes will definitely attack the city with all their strength to boost the morale of the army, and if there is the slightest mistake, the imperial city will not be able to be saved, why do you want her to guard this first round?" The man sitting against the city wall asked, not only him, but the other four people must not understand his intentions.

The key to this confrontation is not how to fight but how to defend it, and Lan Junyao knows how to do it. How to delay the time until the return of the army, she had a plan in her mind a few days ago.

Biyan Lake runs north and south, the source is high, and has been storing water for the winter water potential in the past few months, originally to ensure that which lady in the palace wants to swim in the lake on a whim in the winter, and the ship will not run aground.

If the lake burst, it would cause them to be in turmoil, and many people would die because of the fierce water. The autumn night is cold, and the soldiers are soaked in water, and their combat power will be greatly reduced. In this way, someone needs to be willing to go to the sluice gate and catch them off guard.

Lan Junyao stood on the wall and looked into the distance, this trip was destined to be dangerous, it was very likely that there would be no return, and the people who were guarding here were all good men, and she was reluctant to let them die.

The harem is bright, it is the ladies of the palace who gather together to hold a banquet, and there are palace guards standing on the city wall with solemn faces, and their duty is to guard the land under their feet, and they do not hesitate to do so.

If you are reluctant to sacrifice a little, the consequence may be the sacrifice of more people, Lan Junyao gritted her teeth and summoned ten people to explain her meaning to them. The timing of the release of the water must be right, it needs to be when they have just launched the first wave of offensive, and it will take time for the lake to come over, and she wants to teach these people a painful lesson.

Contrary to her expectations, these ten people agreed very simply, Lan Junyao promised that if they were unfortunate enough to sacrifice their lives for the country, she would definitely send someone to take care of their families.

Presumably, these people also understand in their hearts that if the third prince is allowed to take the lead, according to his temperament, those who participate in this matter will definitely not end well. If they don't spell the words once, even if they lose their lives, the family members behind them still have a chance to live.

Lan Junyao showed an appreciative smile on her face, and called someone to take them down to tidy up her bags, and her heart settled down a little. In this moment's effort, there are more stars in the sky, and the flickering and flickering is beautiful.

Beyond the high walls of the palace is the side of the three princes who are ready to attack, and if you look into the distance, you can only see it in pitch black. In the troubled times, she couldn't even find a place to stay? If she could keep it tonight, she would go back to the house early tomorrow morning to pack up her things and leave.

She wants to take her father's ashes to Moyun Valley to live forever, and Brother Qingyue, now he is her only relative in this world, if he is willing to leave with him, I think the master will not mind raising an extra mouth in the valley. If he didn't want to leave the land, she would leave enough power to protect him.

Outside the palace, there seemed to be a fierce beast with a large mouth and a wide mouth, and when this way was slight, it swallowed its coveted prey in one gulp. This flood alone could not defeat the three princes. Lan Junyao casually summoned two small soldiers and gave them instructions, the two trotted away, and she ordered someone to collect tung oil.

Although the army led by Ling Qixuan does not know when it will be able to return, it is feasible to borrow their momentum now, when the floodgates are opened and the water is released, the water potential is exiled like ten thousand horses galloping, and when the soldiers on the city wall shout in unison, "The Eighth Prince has rushed back", which can have some deterrent effect. After that, when they saw no sign of the army, they must have let down their vigilance, and by that time the water had already spread.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, if the imperial city is really broken by the three princes, Lan Junyao will not cheap them, and the role of tung oil is here. As long as there is a tendency for the city to be broken, the remaining defenders of the city will fall down the tung oil along the city wall, and when the night is dark and the wind is high, the entire palace will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and the three princes are afraid that they will be angry.

Thinking of this, Lan Junyao showed a smile on her face, as if she had seen him jump on the spot in anger. After staying in the palace for the past few days, the hatred in her chest was not as strong as it was at the beginning, but she and Ling Qixuan could be regarded as a real geographical break. Even if one day she can completely let go of her hatred, she will not tolerate marrying the son of the enemy.

She has seen that Concubine Jiang, she is a woman with a good temperament, if she can always be like this, she thinks she will have a place in the harem in the future. He is destined to be the lord of a country, and the life surrounded by wives and concubines is what he deserves, so it is really the best way for her to withdraw from this muddy water early.

There was a sound of rustling outside the city wall, and Lan Junyao retreated from the battlement, it must be that the three princes' side was preparing to attack the city for the first time, and she also had to order the soldiers to prepare early, so as not to be caught off guard by them.

On the city walls, the soldiers armed with javelins and shields stood as stiff as aspens, ready for the most tragic battles, and most of the garrisons throughout Gyeonggi had been on the battlefield.

Thanks to the wisdom of the Eighth Prince, he led the defenders from all over Gyeonggi to the border passes, and he believed that only a soldier who had killed the enemy on the battlefield and felt the threat of death could truly be called a qualified soldier.

The roar shook the heavens and the earth, Lan Qingyue stood on top of the arrow tower and looked down from afar, there were more than a dozen messengers with small red flags standing beside her, they were responsible for passing her orders in time, and she was here to look at the overall situation and adjust her tactics.

At the foot of the city, the first row of soldiers carried a thick wooden stake, one end sharpened, about several zhang long, protected by the soldiers behind them, approaching in the direction of the city gate.

Advancing with them were the vanguard troops such as trebuchets and ladder trucks, who wanted to fight their way for the enemy behind them, and the palace seemed to them to be a piece of fat and oily meat, and everyone wanted to take a bite.

The shouts of slaughter were everywhere, and the ears were buzzing, and the rain of arrows shot out from the city gates, and from a distance it was like locusts passing through, and the men behind stepped on the corpses of their fallen comrades, and rushed forward fearlessly.