Halfway through, Yao Ling finally began: "Wait for me to return!"

Zero Dew drilled in Yao Ling's arms, nodding like pounding garlic, Yao Ling vaguely felt a trace of warmth in his heart.

Yao Ling cupped Ling Lu's cheeks with both hands, only to find that Ling Lu had already burst into tears, and tears covered her entire pretty little face.

Yao Ling was wearing armor, and her tears had already entered her heart along the gap in the armor, soaking the bedclothes at the mouth of her heart.

Stretching out his hand and gently brushing away the tears on Ling Lu's cheeks, Yao Ling took a deep breath and looked at the sky in the distance, Ling Lu saw clearly that the bedclothes Yao Ling was wearing were the red bedclothes when the two of them got married.

Ling Lu stretched out his hand, sorted out the bedding clothes around Yao Ling's neck, and said in a choked voice: "On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and there are dangers, do you know?"

Yao Ling nodded, and Ling Lu put one hand on Yao Ling's heart, feeling the red bedclothes from the wedding of the two of them, and also feeling the cold armor.

When she inadvertently saw Yao Ling wearing a red bedclothes, she knew in her heart that Yao Ling's silent expedition tonight was because Yao Ling was afraid that she would be sad and that she would be reluctant to give up...

The two looked at each other and didn't say anything, but there were a thousand words in their eyes, and the other party understood in their hearts.

Yao Ling held Zero Lu's face, and her soft lips gently imprinted Ling Lu's forehead, her nose, her face, and finally landed on her lips.

Ling Lu's eyes were closed, a tear from the corner of his eyes slid down his cheek, Yao Ling turned around and shouted, "Go to the battle!"

The horn sounded, and Yao Ling jumped on his horse without looking back...

Ling Lu looked at the majestic team, walking farther and farther, his heart seemed to be blocked by a big stone, every time the army took a step, Ling Lu felt that it was difficult to breathe, and in the end, he finally couldn't hold back, and shouted: "General!

As Yao Ling entered the city, dark clouds hissed in the sky and pierced through the thunderbolts, and the blood-red smell permeated the dead and noisy ruins.

The wails and sword shadows that had just dissipated bloomed in the wind again, and the accumulated remnants were hideous and terrifying, and the thick aura made people almost suffocate.

At this moment, half of the remaining troops on both sides have been lost, and the leaders facing each other in front of the two sides are tired and resolute, and the blood is full of tragedy and calamity.

"General!" Chu Ning arched

"How?" Yao Ling sat down in the military mansion in full clothes

"Casualties... Miserable!" Chu Ning came to report after investigating the military situation

Yao Ling didn't say a word, Chu Ning stood on the side, and no one dared to enter this military mansion, Yao Ling had doubts in his heart all night: "Dongsai sent troops, Yidongsai's strength couldn't break through Tongcheng at all, why were there so many casualties..."

Yao Ling's heart was full of questions, he didn't sleep all night, the muffled thunder in the sky had been ringing all night, and the thick ink-like clouds were pressing deeper and lower, as if he could touch the clouds as long as he stood in place and stretched out his hand and jumped lightly.

The fog had not yet dissipated, and the silent imperial capital army was dispatched. The central infantry army was 100,000, and the cavalry on both flanks was 50,000 each, for a total of 200,000.

In the clouds, lightning flashed like silver snakes, and then there was a thunderous roar like a sigh...... Above the wilderness.

Yao Ling was surrounded by the elite knights of Min Shi, galloping rapidly, there was a dirt slope about five or six meters high on the side of the road, Yao Ling suddenly whipped the war horse under the nitrile, galloped up the hill, and looked into the distance.

With a loud and urgent horn, the army of the Dongsai camp was dispatched, and it was as black as a pine forest all over the field, and the formation seemed to be roughly the same as that of the imperial capital.

These are two armies with comparable strength but very different styles: not to mention that the imperial capital army holds a broad sword, Dongsai has a crescent sword, and the cavalry on both wings is even different.

Suddenly, the drums and horns of Dongsai sounded, and the military flag hunted and waved in the wind. The cavalry on both wings of the imperial capital army took the lead, and the soldiers of the Chinese army stepped in a neat pace.

At the same time, the terrible sound of bull's horns shook the valley, the cavalry on both wings roared to meet the attack, and the heavy infantry also strode unstoppably and arrogantly, like a black tide sweeping over the flat ground.

At last the two armies collided like a sea of mountains, and if the rumbling thunder resounded through the valley, and like thousands of angry waves crashing against the mountains.

Long swords and scimitars fluttered, spears and spears whistled and flitted, dense arrows rained like locusts crossing the border, and dull shouts and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!

The loud screams and screams are touching. The terrible screams, the frenzied killings, and the blazing beacon fire made the soldiers of the two armies angry, and the war became more and more fierce.

In the end, both sides suffered heavy casualties and retreated to their barracks to recuperate...

Yao Ling stood outside the military mansion, closed his eyes lightly, thinking about everything in Tongcheng, the golden wind was cool, and suddenly scattered in the sound of horses' hooves, the sword light and sword shadow, the horn and drum contended, the blood flowed, the enemy carried the knife around the whistling, and a drop of companion's blood fell on Yao Ling's face along the blade.

"General!" Chu Ning arched his hand

Yao Ling slowly opened his eyes, and now Chu Ning was also exhausted, his eyes were bloodshot...

"But have you found it all out?" asked Yao Ling

Chu Ning nodded, and said with a serious expression: "Dongsai sent troops to help him this time, yes..."

Yao Ling frowned and said, "Shao clan!"

Chu Ning nodded, this time the two armies fought, Yao Ling had already seen the strange...

"The battle in Tongcheng is urgent, Dongsai is menacing, our army has suffered heavy casualties, I implore the emperor to send elite troops to support, Weichen to fight on the battlefield, and the emperor to take care of the dragon's body!" Yao Ling said

Eight hundred miles are urgent, and the military report is sent to the imperial capital...

After reading the military report, King Mo looked at the ministers in the court, and asked: "The battle in Tongcheng is tight, the casualties are heavy, and the general asks for the support of my elite soldiers, what is your opinion?"

A minister took a step forward and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the general is brave and good at fighting, and has won many battles, but now the army report knows that there are heavy casualties, and what he said is false!"

This flame was caused, and another minister also took a step forward and arched his hand: "The minister thinks that the emperor will hand over the power to the general, and now the general is in a high position, if he sends tens of thousands of elite soldiers to Tongcheng to support, then... There is no one to defend the imperial capital, this... This... The general has bad intentions, bad intentions, emperor!"

Seeing this, another minister also bowed his hand and said: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the general will not be like this, the general is loyal to the emperor, and the sun and the moon can be seen!"

"Aiqing, do you think I'm too worried?" asked King Mo, frowning

When the minister saw it, he arched his hand and said, "The minister doesn't dare!"

Above the court, how many ministers want to be indignant about Yaoling...

A traitorous minister looked at King Mo and said: "The emperor is angry, the current imperial capital is peaceful and prosperous, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, I am afraid of some chaotic ministers and thieves..."

The minister who defended Yao Ling arched his hand and said: "Your Majesty, the battle situation is tight, the general is loyal, and there will be no thief's heart, Your Majesty..."

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

“........”

Several ministers surrendered their hands one after another, and King Mo was furious when he saw this: "My courtiers are so desperate and shouting for a great general, do you remember who is the king of a country?"

"Your Majesty, stop your anger!"

"Your Majesty, stop your anger!"

"Your Majesty, stop your anger!"

“.........”

"Rest the anger?" the Desert King rose from the dragon chair, his hands bent behind his back, and the green tendons on his neck bulged

Looking at the ministers who knelt down to plead for Yaoling, everyone was panicked, and cold sweat rolled down their foreheads.

King Mo waved his hand, Fu Cheng took a step forward, and whispered: "Retreat!"

After the civil and military ministers retreated, Fu Cheng hurriedly handed King Mo a cup of tea and said, "Your Majesty, dissipate your anger!"

King Mo picked up the teacup, took a sip and said, "Spread my secret decree, Yao Ling... does not abide by the way of the ministers, has different ambitions, rebellious style, gathers elite soldiers and good generals, and seeks to seize the throne of the monarch!"

King Mo paused, sighed deeply, looked into the distance, his eyes revealed indifference and ruthlessness, and slowly said: "Kill!

———The neighing of horses, the shouts of soldiers, the sound of horses' hooves like thunder, and the sound of knives and swords striking resounded throughout the land.

The soldier on the left had an arrow stuck in his right arm, but he slashed it with his unskilled left hand, and his face was hideous, and the soldier on the right was red-eyed, roaring loudly, and even bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The yellow sand was all over the sky, the blood flowed like a river, the corpses of the enemy were scattered all over the battlefield, and the soldiers died on the battlefield.

Yao Ling led the soldiers to rush forward. The sound of fighting came from the autumn wind, the sunlight shone on the iron armor, and the silver-white armor of Yao Ling was even more dazzling, and the armor was splashed with the blood of the warriors.

The sun was like blood in the sky, and a few geese flew by with a mournful cry, as if they were wailing for the dead soldiers, and their eyes were red as far as they could see.

The red ones are creepy, flags, weapons are everywhere, and there are a few fireworks burning, as if to tell people about the war that has just happened.

Yao Ling dragged his tired body, kicked the corpse at his feet, looked left and right, and saw the deputy general who had died in battle: Chu Ning, lying in the pile of corpses.

There was a sound of horses' hooves, and the imperial capital army arrived in Tongcheng, Yao Ling raised his head and looked at the elite soldiers who came to support.

The leading general was a bearded general who was once a good general under General Pohang, and his name was Zen Quan

Zen Quan jumped off his horse and arched his hand: "General!"

Yao Ling's face was covered with blood stains, he looked at Zen Quan, and said half-loudly: "General Chan, it's really fast!"

"The battle in Tongcheng is tight, and the last general will not dare to slack off!" Zen Quan arched his hand

"I don't dare to slack off!" Yao Ling said sharply, from the imperial capital to Tongcheng, the slowest is only half a month, Zen Quan is good, it took a whole month to reach Tongcheng, the army is loose and free, and there are no elite generals.

The corners of Chan Quan's mouth slanted, disdainful, and said to Yao Ling: "You are a dying person, and you are still holding the general's shelf?"

As soon as Yao Ling looked up, his gaze looking into the distance was full of remembrance. There are not only tender memories, but also unspeakable pain, and even more disappointment and helplessness.

Zen Quan looked at Yao Ling and took two steps forward...