Chapter 150: No Choice

Han Zhou just left, leaving behind the Red Ghost Camp and the rest of the more than 10,000 people, what should I do?

Everyone is a little confused.

The county lord's anxious appearance just now does not seem to be fake.

But that's not right, they drank Luohe's ginger soup yesterday, will they also be tricked?

"Thank goodness that your ginger soup was boiled by the aunt in the city yesterday." Seeing Han Xuan disappear from her sight, Jiang Linglong spoke to them, "If it's ginger soup in the barracks, I'm afraid I have to invite you into the city to accompany me today." ”

After she finished getting down to business, she spoke in a casual tone, approachable and casual.

But the Red Ghost soldiers didn't have time to appreciate the ease of her fun with them.

Jiang Linglong's words were so dense and informative, and the importance of what she said was beyond their acceptance.

Mo said that it was these soldiers who were scattered in the camp, and the faces of the thousands of soldiers in the Red Ghost Battalion in front of the battle were as pale as dirt.

Whether it is the whole country that may not be immune, or take them to kill the king of Pingnan under Luohe City, it was originally planned a long time ago, asking them to sacrifice the flag in order to arouse the anger of the people.

They followed the boss - did they come to send them to death?

"The prince bears the name of filial piety, and he will never do such a disloyal and unrighteous act!"

I don't know who is shouting in the middle of the battle.

The whole army was strangely shocked.

Like a moment of hesitation after a slight commotion.

Then the echo gradually rose, and the cries rose higher and higher.

"Loyalty, bravery, filial piety, indomitable!"

Jiang Linglong lowered her eyes on the city tower.

She didn't know how many people were here, just like the northern man last night, just because they admired Zhao Chong, they left their hometowns, went south alone, and joined the army.

Their trust and loyalty to Zhao Chong are battles, and they are exchanged for life and death again and again.

For them, out of belief, they have no choice.

She couldn't blame these people for not crying when they didn't see the coffin. What's more, she didn't have any substantial evidence in her hands.

Right and wrong, black and white, if you don't get a glimpse of one or two, it is easy to be reversed.

"It's windy in the open field, so let's retreat and rest." She said one last thing to the speaker, "Take care, everybody. Then Shi Shiran went down to the city tower.

Behind his ears, he could hear the sound of the soldiers outside the city retreating to rest in the woods. In a moment, the iron hooves rolled.

In front of him, Xue An was masked, standing at the foot of the stairs and waiting for a long time.

They didn't sleep all night in the Cuiluan Palace, and when the Buddha dawned, Su Jinyu guarded, and He leisurely Orange Moon They went to sleep in the inner room and clothes. He leisurely squeezed with Nongyu, and Orange Moon slept on the chaise longue that Si Zheng had slept on when Jiang Linglong was pregnant. Si Huang still stayed in the corner of the hall, Su Jinwu moved tables and chairs for him, and since he didn't sleep, he let him write and draw on the side.

He was worried about the fact that the child had hidden a knife behind his back before, and felt that it was better to keep a distance and be cautious, so that everyone's well water would not interfere with the river water.

Jiang Linglong went out of the palace gate while the few of them were still awake.

From the palace of nothing to the castle tower, she still has to spend time going down the mountain.

Xue An followed until she ascended the stairs, when he was ordered to wait at the bottom of the stairs.

At that time, he didn't realize that the Shaohua County Lord in front of him was ready to fulfill his promise to him.

["You and your lover can start a new life in Luohe. ”】

She said so, and did it without any delay.

If this battle is controllable, the doctor named He Youran can develop a cure, and he may really be able to live another life.

"How?"

Jiang Linglong saw that he was distracted, so she asked. She hadn't slept all night, hadn't eaten, and she felt that she could describe it as hungry and cold.

"I'm starving." Seeing that people didn't move, she pulled Xue An and walked down the steps, "There is still a tough battle to be fought today." ”

"Actually, I can go now." Xue An followed behind and said for no reason, "I'm already dead." The corpses were also burned. Stay here, in case you get sick, the gain outweighs the loss. ”

"You're not leaving." Jiang Linglong didn't look back.

“…… Why. ”

Jiang Linglong looked back and smiled, "Here, you are free." ”

Xue An was stunned and didn't try again.

This woman of the same age as herself, within seven hours, has not known how many times, let herself subvert the impression about the Luohe City Lord "pampered", "willful", "wolf-like", "ruthless and stupid".

She went to inspect the city gates and confirmed that the garrison and epidemic prevention measures were properly arranged, and then returned to the palace in a hurry.

Orange Moon they have woken up. Chang Nong guarded, Su Jin closed her eyes and took a nap, and He leisurely continued to toss the package of antidote in the middle.

Jiang Linglong gave it to He Youran to see if he could find out the ingredients.

When they arrived, Orange Moon came back from the paste.

Even if it was a separate meal, all the dishes and chopsticks were boiled with boiling water, and after eating for a while, she went to clean it herself, and she had to cook it again and put it away again, which was only for the people in the Cuiluan Palace.

Kuang Yu still has a high fever and sleeps in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake.

Everyone eats noodles separately, back to back, and doesn't talk or talk.

The atmosphere in the hall was quiet and oppressive.

Once the disease occurs, he will die in three days.

Whether Kuang Yu on the couch can wait for the antidote, I don't know.

It is even more unclear whether He Youran can figure out the antidote.

Chen Ke's mansion has been fenced off, and no one is allowed to enter or leave.

But in the barracks, there are still a large number of people falling.

Zhang Qiming has always been classless, and likes to eat with his subordinates. His two lieutenants, along with two battalions of men and horses, were then implicated in the head of the gang and the captain of the gang...... It's really precarious. Now the Red Ghost Battalion is still moving, giving them a chance to isolate themselves and redeploy their troops and respite.

"I'm starving!!"

The cold wind swept and made noise, and it struck lightly and heavily on the ear drums.

"Master!!" Orange Moon was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and when she heard the movement behind her, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she ran over in small steps, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Linglong had said that everyone must keep their distance, and stepped back again, "The slave has cooked noodles!" Just below, you and Xue Gongzi's are all served there! Go eat! ”

Jiang Linglong turned over the mask rudely, revealing a mouth, picked up the chopsticks and ate two big bites, wiped his mouth with the silk handkerchief on his body, and put down the mask again.

"You eat slowly." She motioned to Xue An, and the person walked towards Kuang Yu.

Nong Yu is unable to move, and he has something to rely on shouting, and when he saw Jiang Linglong putting down the bowl, he was already moving his position.

When she arrived, he just got out of the way.

She flipped the hourglass to measure Kwong Yu's heart.

In fact, it makes no difference whether he is unpredictable or not, and what his situation is, is all on the surface.

"The master drank some porridge just now, and the recipe given by Doctor He poured some medicinal soup." Nong whispered.

Overnight, Kwong Yu had reached the point where he needed someone to administer medicine.

Jiang Linglong measured his heart rate through the handkerchief, gently stroked him through the quilt, squeezed his hand and said, "You hold on, we will have a way." ”

Kuang Yu moved her eyelashes, didn't open her eyes, and the fingertips on the other end of the quilt pinched her back very slightly.