There are still three quarters left in ionic time.

Stratus clouds obscure the moon.

The Pingnan army surrounded the Luohe, and under the faint moonlight, I saw that there was a sequence array, and it was black and pressing.

The lessons they learned from last night were adapted to the night in advance, and the speed of the march was not fast, but there was the momentum of a large army pressing the formation, and it was full of murderous atmosphere.

The news of the Luohe Army's sneak attack on the Red Ghost Camp has spread throughout the army. Everyone is silently waiting to avenge the blood hatred of their dead brother.

When the ion time is still two seconds away.

The beacon smoke of the Luohe beacon tower showing the epidemic was extinguished.

There was some commotion throughout the Pingnan Army.

Has the epidemic been cured?

How can you still slaughter the city?

How do you count the feud of brothers?

Some people say that the witch is cunning, and she must be a deceit.

Some people say that even if you don't slaughter the city, you must clear the king's side.

Anyway, I can't let her survive tonight.

Luohe City Tower, except for the dock under the north gate, there is still an unfinished fire, and there are no oil lamps at all, no torches, and no lighting.

In the moonlight, I could barely see a figure running upstairs.

I'm still a moment away.

The Pingnan army is in formation.

The sound of the Massacre Order always surrounds the Luo River and runs through the night.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for time to pass, for the trumpet to stop, for the imminent touch.

Seeing that the quarter hour was approaching, the trumpeters prepared to retreat behind the formation.

But I heard a loud, clear, and calm female voice cleaving from the trumpet.

"The plague of the Luohe River has been resolved."

The sound of the trumpet was interrupted.

The clouds of the moon fade away.

As soon as the clouds dispersed, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, as if a special trip was made to give her a goddess-like opening.

The crowd looked towards the source.

On the upper floor of the southern city, before the crescent moon, a person dressed in a galaxy stood in front of a wooden cone.

Jiang Linglong was dressed in a streamer suit, with a snow-white fox fur scarf around her neck, and her hair was combed in a high bun. The earrings are a pair of white jade delicate lions, strung with glass tassels, shining under the ears and neck, sparkling, cold and cold.

The Red Oni Battalion has seen the power of loudspeakers. But others don't.

There are also people who mistakenly think that although the lord of Shaohua is a slender woman, he has deep internal strength.

Up and down the city, there was silence for a while.

"Wait and retreat." Jiang Linglong lowered her eyes and looked at the military horses under the city, "The antidote has been released." The Luo River is unharmed. Gu Han will also be fine. ”

The voice was far away, with a cold, almost arrogant majesty.

And the Pingnan army did not move.

"How?" A hint of sarcasm escaped from her mouth, "In order to kill me, would you rather let 340,000 people in Luohe be buried together?" ”

Some of the soldiers in the city were stunned. Others hesitated.

Now that the plague has passed, it must be inappropriate to slaughter the city.

They knew in their hearts that this battle was to slaughter the Qingjun side of the city, and the Luohe army slaughtered more than 30,000 people led by their Red Ghost Battalion in one night, and they were determined to seek justice for their dead brothers.

But even so, the relatives and families of those Luohe soldiers in the city, those old people and children who are powerless, what is wrong?

They are Pingnan's soldiers, and their military orders are like mountains, but they are also other people's sons, husbands, brothers, and fathers.

Between hesitations, there was another sneer from the castle tower.

"Don't listen to that witch's quibbles!"

The leader of the army was a little flustered by her laughter, and turned his horse and yelled at the generals behind him.

"She lied that she had an antidote, but it was just to cancel the slaughter order! In the land of Luohe military aircraft, no one knows that all the people in the city are soldiers! The bones of our dead comrades are not cold, and no one in Luohe City is innocent! ”

"Zhao Chong," the voice from the upper floor of the city invaded from behind the leader, indifferent, melodious, and full of disdain. She didn't know who the names of the soldiers in front of her were, but she knew very well who was behind her back like watching a play, waiting leisurely for his chess pieces to present the results of the battle with both hands.

"You're so generous."

If there is a slaughter order, a large amount of gunpowder can be approved to siege the city. The gunpowder has arrived, and it is impossible for Zhao Chong to still be in Jinsui.

She knew that this cruel careerist was hiding in some dark place at the moment, waiting for fruitful results.

But she didn't care.

"Today's words, these times, are because there are still some loyal and righteous people in your 300,000 army in Pingnan, and there are people with a clear conscience." She spoke flatly, "Bengong is tired of explaining again and again. Just one question, among you, have any of you drunk the ginger soup in the Red Ghost Camp? ”

As soon as this question came out, there was a commotion in a corner of the Pingnan Army.

They didn't drink it.

Why?

Because they were ordered not to touch the ginger soup, and watched as the archers of the Golden Ghost Battalion poured the soup bucket by bucket.

Why do archers do these menial jobs?

Sorting out military affairs and dumping food scraps has always been the work of the scattered battalions. No matter how bad it is, it won't be their turn to be in the green camp.

What does that mean by the enchantress?

"Don't listen to her gossip to confuse the public!" The leader was in a hurry, "The time has come!" ”

"That's fine." Jiang Linglong said coldly, her arrogant face was full of unpredictable disappointment, "This palace has also given you a chance." ”

After that, she left the horn, and actually went up to a high platform in the center of the city tower, and sat down, and the crescent moon behind her became the background, like her palace wall.

At hand is a tea table, a tea cup, and a warm copper stove.

She lifted the copper stove on her lap with one hand and rubbed it with one hand to keep it warm. With the other hand, he lifted the lid of the teacup, lifted it, lowered his head, and took a sip of tea.

The hot air of the tea cup rose out of the white mist in front of her eyes, she put the tea case back, changed the posture of leaning slightly, bent the armrest with one elbow, buckled the palm inward, and gently supported the cheek with the back of the hand without exerting force, and even didn't bother to raise her eyelids to look at the Pingnan Army below, so that she could take a good time.

It's like King's Landing.

It's like the master who watches the play upstairs in the theater garden.

And they are the actors who hang their voices and do kung fu.

What arrogance!

"Kill!!" The leader swung his sword, furious.

The east and west gates will be baptized with gunpowder, and when the gunpowder is released, they will enter the city, and they will come to the south gate to meet them, and open the city gate from the inside.

Their purpose here is to kill the county lord of Shaohua.

In order to lure her out, they didn't even use gunpowder.

There is a shortage of manpower in the city, and the city lord must personally stabilize the morale of the army.

But after all, the war was chaotic and the city gates were wide open, so it was difficult to prevent her from being escorted away in disguise.

It is much safer to let her die on the castle tower, under her nose, than to throw gunpowder into the city.

Unexpectedly, she appeared, but she was arrogant and arrogant.

Never mind.

No one can escape the arrows of the Golden Ghost Archers alone.

The corner of the leader's mouth showed a triumphant evil smile, clamped the belly of the horse, and raised the knife forward—a golden ghost soldier on horseback rushed to the left, holding a long knife in his hand, and his eyes were fierce, and he was slashing at him—

The head falls to the ground.

There was a dull sound of heavy objects falling on the snow.

The sentence he wanted to ask before he died, who are you, didn't even have time to pronounce a syllable.

The archer, who was about to draw his bow, froze and looked at the comer.

The man was wearing the uniform of the Golden Ghost Battalion, with a golden turban tied around his waist, and his eyes were clear, calm, and confident. He is not hostile, but his murderous spirit is obvious, as if he is a king and a defeated man tonight, only in his thoughts.

What's the situation?!

Who gave him the Pingnan Army in disguise?!

When did you get in?!

Only two horses away, Pingnanjun was horrified and scolded his mother, and the murderous strange soldier in front of him had already rushed towards them with a grin-