"What does Your Highness think of me like this?"

Shi Yong raised his eyebrows, looked at Lai Sang puzzled, and stabbed the most fatal knife slowly.

"Could it be that His Highness tied me up and imprisoned me here just to violate me?"

With that, she lowered her eyes.

"If Your Second Highness really has such thoughts, I can't resist it. Then you can do whatever you want, after all, whether I hate you or hate you, no one can control it. ”

A faint moonlight shines through the window.

Outside, there is a silhouette standing against a tent.

Laisang's face cooled inch by inch, like being split and splashed with cold water on his face in winter, inexplicably suffocated, manic, and didn't know what to do.

The calf finally clenched his fists.

"Toast and don't eat and drink, don't blame this king for being ruthless."

Shi Yong was silent and glanced at him lightly.

Laisan stood up and looked at her condescendingly.

"Do nothing."

The curtain swayed, and Wuwei came in quietly.

"The subordinates are here."

Lai Sang snorted coldly, turned his head, and didn't look at Shi Yong.

"Put this ignorant thing down, put it in a prison tent, and be sober."

Wuwei didn't raise his head, "Yes." ”

Shi Yong didn't speak, let Wuwei lift her up from the ground, glanced at Laisang, didn't know what to say for a while, just shut up and turned around.

"Wait!"

Laisang's gaze swept over her and fell on Wuwei.

"Prison watch. No one is allowed to approach her without the king's command. ”

Wuwei hugged his fists and said yes.

Shi Yong smiled, "Your Highness Second Xie." ”

"Get out!" Laisang glared at her viciously.

Shi Yong left, and peace returned to the tent.

Laisang stood there alone, and it felt ridiculous to think about it.

Thinking that he has been a prince for seventeen years, he wants the wind to be windy, and he wants to be rainy, even Wurisu is not as noble as him, what has he done now? For her to go to the Father Khan's tent to ask for someone, and for her to fight with Wadu......

It's ridiculous.

Why is she good, Laisang can't tell, but he thinks that the way she looks at him is different from anyone else. She dresses his wounds, and she is gentler than anyone else. Her hands were soft and warm, and the thought of the feeling of her brushing his skin as she rubbed the medicine for him made her body tremble......

He remembered.

According to Dayan's rules, this woman has seen all his body, if she doesn't marry him, who can she marry?

He thought again, no, she and Zhao Yin may have slept together, aren't they closer than him?

The more Lai Sang thought about it, the more irritated he became, and finally smashed the wine jar, his eyes were red, and his face was hideous.

"I don't know what to do."

Someday, let her regret it and make her willing to bow down. Laisang didn't believe that he didn't have this ability, and after a short period of entanglement, he regained his self-confidence, and imagined that tomorrow when Yonglai begged him to raise his noble hand, he felt better.

Unexpectedly, when I got the news again, it was Meng He who reported it.

"Second Highness, it's not good. Zhao Yin led the troops to attack, and it was less than ten miles away from my camp......"

Laisang looked up sharply, and most of the wine was sober.

Zhao Yin should not be in Lu Longsai at this moment?

"Good time!" Lai Sang was furious, and slapped the table when he heard the words, "Take this king's battle armor!" ”

Meng Yiyi was stunned: "Second Highness, your injury ......"

"It's okay." When Lai Sang thought of the injuries on his body, he thought of Ah Shi, and when he thought of Ah Shi, he hated Zhao Yin to the core. Last time, for the sake of the overall situation, he was put on a position by Zhao Yin, lost the camp, and was punished by his father Khan.

This time, he will definitely give Zhao Yin a little color to see.

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Zhao Yin raised troops to attack, came to Sang to blow the horn, ordered troops to meet the enemy, the entire Wuliang Khan camp was like a pot of boiling water, the torches illuminated the sky and the earth through the sky, and the school soldiers ran from the various camp tents to the school field, lined up and mounted their horses, the atmosphere was tense and noisy.

At this moment, the tent was surprisingly quiet.

Xie Fang carefully untied the rope on Shi Yong's wrist.

"The Governor sent me to fetch you. As soon as the trumpet sounded, we burned our tents and went out of the camp. ”

Zhao Yin is here?

Shi Yong quickly took his hands out of the rope.

"How did you get in?"

Xie lowered his eyes, "Yesterday, Wuliang Khan had a batch of supplies transported from Kuancheng to the camp, and I robbed and killed one person halfway and mixed it in. ”

Shi Yong said: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

These words were very bland, but Xie Fang heard a trace of subtle emotion, and looked at her with a slight frown.

"These days, Lord has been looking for you."

Shi Yong was slightly stunned, "He didn't know that I was captured?" ”

Xie Fang: "There is no news here, we really can't find anyone, so we decided to enter the camp to look for ......"

So, Xie Fang actually sneaked in to make sure she wasn't in the camp?

Shi Yong was a little surprised, looked at Xie Fang for a moment, did not see any traces of lying in his eyes, was silent, and said: "That Mr. Wuwei is the man you saw before wearing a half-iron mask, he, not your person?" ”

Xie Fang clasped the waist knife, his palm tightened, and his face froze, "No." ”

Seeing that his face was so ugly, Shi Yong nodded strangely, but the doubts in his heart were even greater.

Since Wuwei is not Zhao Yin's person, why do you want to help her again and again?

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

The long, muffled sound of the horn suddenly came from outside the tent.

Shi Yong took a deep breath, and his breath froze.

Xie Fang whispered: "Go." ”

The guards in the tent had just been put down by Xie Fang, and the two of them took advantage of the dim light to get out of the tent, and Xie put it on the felt tent and poured tung oil, and lit the fire, and was about to light the fire, when a sudden wind came from behind.

Not good!

As soon as his body turned, his waist knife was immediately struck.

Zheng! The steel knives collided, creating a dazzling fire. Xie Fang's knife was pressing, the person who came flashed left and right, a black cloak swayed in the night wind, like a black crane Lingyun, extremely vigorous, the iron mask was even more treacherous in the dark light, Xie Fang stared at his eyes, and with a slight slowdown, the other party's blade came straight to the point.

Xie was shocked, and just wanted to avoid it, but unexpectedly, the man cut the knife again, cut off one of the corners of his robe, and retreated.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Xie Fang hugged his fists, "Accept." ”

Wuwei's robe flew up, "Follow me." ”

Xie Fang pursed his lips and was silent, Shi Yong glanced at him and found that there was something wrong with his expression.

Why do the people who just said they weren't so trusting?

She didn't ask much and followed them away.

When I walked far, I saw Wu Wei pick up a torch on the ground, light it, and suddenly throw it out.

The torches swept through the strong wind, and the more they burned, they fell on the tent with a thud and burned.

The three of them were silent all the way, bypassing a few sentry posts, Wuwei suddenly stopped, took out a waist card from his arms, and handed it to Xie Fang.

"Take her away."

It was the waist card of the second prince to Sang.

Xie Fang was slightly stunned, "What about you?" ”

Wuwei glanced at him, turned away, and didn't look back.

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In the firelight, the camp of Uliang Khan, built on the mountain, was as bright as day.

The sound of trumpets and the thunder of war drums make the flag hunt in the wind.

There is one more level, and you can get out of the camp.

When you go out, you can see Zhao Yin. The days in the enemy camp were like three autumns, and in just a few days, it seemed that half a century had passed. At this moment, Shi Yong's heart was beating chaotically, and he was suddenly a little excited.

However, this last level is the most difficult to break through.

The high wooden barricade divides the camp into two worlds, on the stone platform of the camp gate, a majestic beacon fire is lit, and the fire on the firewood pile is very high, burning very strongly, and it can be clearly distinguished from afar.

A group of people walked over with torches.

"What people!"

Shi Yongping breathed tightly, his heart beat fast,

She didn't understand the Uliang Khan's words, and she didn't know how to respond.

Xie Fang was very calm, walked out, and replied in the words of Wuliang Khan, "The second highness is the former captain of the tent, and he is ordered to patrol the camp." ”

Shi Yong didn't expect Xie Fang to have this ability, and after glancing at him, he felt a little more awe of these guards under Zhao Yin's hands.

The person who came did not suspect it, and saluted: "Yan Jun is coming, don't be careless." ”

Xie Fang lowered his head, "Yes." ”

When passing by, Shi Yong only felt that the blood in his body was coagulated.

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The trumpets are like a spell.

When the prison tent was on fire, Lai Sang was on the platform of the general in the school field, and was about to lead the troops out of the camp, taking a look at the direction of the fire, he frantically called people to put out the fire, but he could not leave the soldiers who were ready to go, so he had to secretly suppress the fishy breath in his throat.

"The warriors of Wuliang Khan, if Zhao Yin's old thief deceives me like this, he has repeatedly offended, and I will teach him to come and go back tonight!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A low horn resounded through the sky.

The drums of war were beating, and columns of soldiers and horses marched bravely to the beat of drums.

The dust raised under the horses filled the camp at night, and the shouts of killing shook the heavens and the earth.

The heavy wooden fence of the camp gate was opened.

The soldiers of Uliang Khan poured out like a tide,

Xie Fang took Shi Yong to mix in the crowd and took advantage of the chaos to leave the camp.

A cold wind blows in your face.

Shi Yong saw the handsome flag of Yan Jun on the opposite side at a glance, and the familiar figure also broke into his eyes coldly.

On the black horse, Zhao Yin pressed the reins with his hand, black helmet and iron armor, and a thick ink-like coat flew and rolled in the night wind, surrounded by tens of thousands of troops behind him, in the deafening high-pitched roar, he quietly looked down at the battlefield, his eyes met Laisang who broke out of the camp, and his face was expressionless.

The army of Uliang Khan rushed out of the wide open fence, and at the front were the charging heavy horses, waving flags and drums, looking brave and fast.

Laisang took the lead and rushed to the front.

"Zhao Yin's old thief—"

As soon as he shouted half a sentence, Laisang suddenly closed his mouth and his eyes stinged.

Zhao Yin is not old.

Not only is he not old, but he is also handsome, more handsome than any man Lai Sang has ever seen on the grassland, but it is not the thin and weak beauty of his eldest brother Wu Risu, but the masculinity of the big husband, the handsomeness of the big husband, the immovable and domineering standing in front of the five armies, the visible face at a glance and the unshakable arrogance of tens of millions of people.

He is like a nighthawk on the steppe, proud of the heavens and the earth.

Laisan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

It's like a child wielding a knife and a gun in front of an adult, and suddenly someone tears off that fig leaf.

He wants to defeat Zhao Yin.

Laisang gritted his teeth and raised his saber.

"Warriors of Uliang Khan, kill with me!"