The cold blade stabbed, Wu Yue Aya rolled the cloak one step ahead of Chu'er, and rolled it up with the assassin's arm and short knife, unloading the force and exerting force again, directly knocking the assassin away.

The Hu man rolled in the air and fell to the ground, and the short knife in his hand did not know where it fell, wailing and clutching his shoulders on the ground.

Black-armored sergeants on the left and right rushed over and tied the assassin to his back.

"Princess! Dereliction of duty on the part of subordinates! ”

A captain of the Black Armor Army came to plead guilty, his face was a little embarrassed, and he actually assassinated the princess under their noses, insulting their identity as black armor sergeants!

"Don't do this, arrest him, interrogate him well, and see if there are any hidden people among these fallen people!" Wu Yueya said considerately, and at the same time told with a caring tone, "Be careful, don't be plotted!" Gratuitous sacrifices should be avoided as much as possible! ”

"No!" The fire captain and several sergeants stood up, thinking that the princess would salute and thank them.

Wu Yueya turned the horse's head, walked through the circle of the victims, and looked back at these people, some of them were scorched, they couldn't see any nutrition at all, they could be said to have suffered a lot, some of them were sad, they obviously lost some precious things, and some of them couldn't believe the edge of the porridge bowl, which was a trance of life and death.

Looking at them calmly, my heart became more and more determined, starting from Jingzhou, no matter where I went, the displaced people had nowhere to rely on, the prosperity was false, the war was cruel, and there was no word peace in the human world, because these two words needed to be sacrificed to create.

Wu Yueya dismounted, the cloak behind her rolled red waves in the messy wind of the wilderness, wrapping everything, the sky gradually darkened, and asked Wu Xiaoqi, the cook in charge of the army, to fry some vegetables, cook a lot of rice, and let those people have a good meal.

After giving these orders, Wu Yueya walked into the camp tent, let Chu Er hold the lantern on the side, and began to look through the barracks book, which was the list of soldiers and numbering units of the soldiers on the expedition, picked out a team of people, thought about it again and again, and decided to let the injured sergeants who could no longer fight go to Chang'an with the people.

Night soon fell, out of the tent, looked at the campfire camp, to the camp where the captives were, into the eyes of a peaceful picture, leaning on the flames, everyone snuggled up to each other and stared at the flames in a daze, and several cute children were clapping their hands and singing nursery rhymes.

Chu Er hummed softly, walked quickly to the group of children, and clapped and played with them.

Wu Yueya looked at Chu Er wearing armor but still childlike, as if there was boiling boiling water in her chest, burning tears, and soon straightened her chest again, walked to the bonfire, and the sergeants around her immediately came to salute.

The movement quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding homeless, and the commotion gradually spread, and the homeless people greeted the princess of the protector with gratitude, the commander of the Black Armor Army, their savior.

"Princess! Thank you princess for saving your life, if it weren't for the princess's order to rescue me, I'm afraid I would have died in the military formation! Thank you, princess! "An old man with a white beard knelt down with his grandson to thank him, all he could do was say thank you, he lived a lifetime, this old man was also a wise man, before the battle he saw the black armor army get out of the way, taking a huge risk to let them escape, this is already a great mercy, if they don't care about their life and death of the generals, they will only feel that they are a burden, let alone give them food to eat.

In the midst of the shouts of thanks, the little boy who was shrunk in the old man's arms stood up, took out a pinched yellow wildflower from his dirty pocket, held it in the palm of his hand preciously, and walked in front of the princess, and the bright red figure of the princess was reflected in his innocent eyes, "Give it to the princess." ”

The pure children's voice in front of her sounded, Wu Yueya was stunned, opened her mouth, as if something was blocking her throat, squatted down, caught the yellow wildflower, picked up the little boy, hugged the old man, and then helped the old man up.

Picked up the yellow wildflower, sniffed it gently, pinned the broken wildflower to the hair plate that was tied up, pinned the Yundan Han sword on his waist, looked at the people around, and said in a deep voice, "It's not me who saved you!" It is these 150,000 black-armored soldiers, and it is the thousands of people of the Tang Dynasty! If you want to thank me, don't thank me, thank these black-armored soldiers who are fighting desperately for the country, they are the shield of the country and the spear of the mountains and rivers! ”

After Wu Yueya finished speaking, the black-armored sergeants around her all raised their heads and stood up in salute, and they recognized such a selfless commander even more in their hearts, and they were not proud of their merits.

The surrounding homeless people all thanked the black-armored sergeants around them, and although this gratitude was insignificant, it came from their hearts, far better than some false pandering.

This is the matter, Wu Yueya discussed today's battle situation with many generals in the camp of the Chinese army overnight, nearly 5,000 people were killed and wounded, and the Hu people's four military formations were completely broken, and the rear camp was also scattered.

At the same time, in the chaotic Tongguan, many disabled Hu people were lying on the ground and dying, and the doctors in the Hu people's army were too busy at all.

Sitting in the mansion in Tongguan, An Qingzong drank depressedly, on the first day of the war, he directly lost 40,000 soldiers, there is nothing more depressing than this, although he has heard of that kind of thunder channeling demon, but at this moment he knows how terrifying it is, and the flames that cover it all burn the battlefield.

Under this unknown thing, fear spread in his heart, and suddenly gave birth to a feeling that Tongguan could not be guarded, and drank a few sips of milk wine to ease the inner struggle, An Qingzong decided to keep it, if Tongguan was recovered, then it would be useless for him to be a prince.

"Temple... Your Highness! Geerqi walked in slowly, bowed his head and greeted, he knew the situation of the battle, 60,000 Hu people, only 20,000 remnants were left to return one after another.

"If you have something to say, let it go!" An Qingzong shouted angrily, his eyes were red and swollen because of distress, and he lost 40,000 troops, just one day, and he was ready to try the strength of the black fake army, but he was bitten by a dog while walking a dog.

"Your Highness, the minister estimates that the Black Armor Army will attack the city tomorrow, and the city head needs to be strictly monitored, and I am afraid that they will attack tonight!" Gerqi checked the words in his head, carefully choosing his words.

"So what do you say? Could it be that their Black Armor Army has received heavenly help? Can it cause five thunderbolts? An Qingzong was depressed, and said that he had finally suppressed his younger brother, how could he encounter this kind of monster, how could the princess who protected the country bring out such a sergeant, crushed the wine bowl in his hand, the residue pierced the skin, and the blood slipped down his fingers, An Qingzong was ruthless, "Send a letter to my father, Tongguan crisis!" I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it! ”

Geerqi raised his head slightly and peeked at An Qingzong's expression, and finally agreed and began to write documents.