"Who?" The leader who was walking in front suddenly stopped, looked back, and saw that there were already five or six people lying in a pool of blood, and the people who came moved quickly and ruthlessly, and simply cut the throats of the soldiers, and slowly fell from the air in the eyes of everyone.

"Song Yunzheng!"

When the leader saw Song Beige, his eyes immediately widened, "You really aren't dead yet!" ”

"You're not dead, how could I go first!" Song Yunzheng's hoarse voice was as if it had been blown by wind and snow, but it was harsh but had a chilling cold.

"Daughter, step back a bit."

Song Beige obediently climbed behind him from the stretcher, and Qin Junshen, who was freed over there, also rubbed his fingers, murderous.

"You ......" Before the leader's words were finished, his throat was cut by a sharp knife, and before he finished speaking, he could only make a "ho-ho-ho" sound.

When the other soldiers saw this, they all scattered in the form of birds and beasts, leaving only the three of them and the corpses in a mess.

Song Beige calmly retracted her gaze, raised her eyes to the thoughtful Song Yunzheng, she untied the corners of her mouth and pulled out a bright smile.

Song Yunzheng was stunned for a moment, "You are not in the capital, why did you come here?" ”

"I don't worry about my father." Song Beige saw that he was dressed in bear skin, his face was black, his facial features were covered by his beard, and even his voice was full of different vicissitudes, and his heart felt as if he had been hit by something.

The doubts in Song Yunzheng's eyes became tender because of her words, and he sighed helplessly, "Why are you disobedient!" ”

After he finished speaking, he approached Qin Junshen, who was standing next to him, and hurriedly wanted to kneel, but was stopped, "The general works hard, and red tape is avoided." ”

Song Yunzheng raised his head, looked at Song Beige, and then looked back at Qin Junshen.

Just now he hid in the grass and watched for a while, and when he saw that Qin Junshen really laid down his weapons for Song Beige, he understood that the relationship between them might not be as simple as he imagined.

After the three of them exchanged simple greetings, Qin Junshen told Song Yunzheng about the situation under the mountain at this time.

When it came to fighting, Song Yunzheng immediately became serious, "Since there is only this team of people on this mountain, it will be much easier for us to go down the mountain, and after more than an hour of harassment, the Hu people will definitely notice the problem, and then trouble the Nine Emperor Princes to preside over the overall situation and take care of the little girl." ”

"What about you?" When Song Beige heard him say this, he couldn't help but ask.

After speaking, I felt that I didn't understand humility, but the words had already been asked, and it was too late to take it back.

Song Yunzheng frowned again, "I'm going to take a look at the Hu people's grain and grassland, and it is impossible for a bunch of men and horses to stop their 70,000 army." ”

Song Beige nodded thoughtfully, "It's also a burden for me to follow my father, and I'm waiting for you to return triumphantly in the General's Mansion." ”

After saying this, she finally saw relief on Song Yunzheng's face, "Don't worry, Ge'er, my father will definitely come back." ”

Song Beige didn't speak, but he began to have a plan in his heart.

The three of them went down the mountain together, and sure enough, they didn't encounter obstacles, during which Song Beige asked Song Yunzheng about the grain and grass base of the Hu people, and drew a desert land in his mind.

"How is Father going to do it?" Song Beige lay on Song Yunzheng's shoulder and opened his mouth faintly.

Song Yunzheng couldn't see Song Beige's expression, thinking that he was worried about himself, so he opened his mouth and said his plan, "We can hide in the sand and attack it with fire." ”

"Fire?" Song Beige raised her eyebrows, and when she heard this word, she couldn't help frowning.

Although it is a good way to burn grain and grass, this is a desert, the weather is dry, and if you are not careful, you will set yourself on fire, which is obviously not the best strategy.

Back at the General's Mansion, Song Beige immediately asked people to take out the map of the border and began to study the terrain above.

This place is dry in summer, there is occasional rain, as long as it rains, it must be pouring rain, the Hu people obviously don't take the rain seriously, all the grain and grass are placed on the edge of the small lake, that is the only source of water for their lives, every day is heavily guarded, it is not easy to set fire.

But in this arid desert, what can they use without fire, they don't send many people, and it is completely impossible to get hurt......

Song Beige propped her head, thought about it for a long time, and didn't come up with a way, her door was suddenly blown by the wind, and a deafening sound pulled her back from her thoughts.

She opened the window, and a cool breeze blew in her face, and she suddenly cleared her head, looking at the tree opposite, and a flash of inspiration flashed.

Usually at this point in time, most of the north wind blows, but at this moment it is a southeast wind, and the sudden change in wind direction must have its reasons, and Song Beige's perennial experience in performing tasks should indicate that there will be a heavy rain.

The word rain flashed through her mind, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Song Beige immediately turned around, picked up a pen and wrote down his suggestions, and saw Black Eagle passing by in front of the window, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to take care of him, "Black Eagle, you can help me send a bag to the general." ”

Black Eagle stopped, took Song Beige's bag through a window, didn't ask anything, and strode away.

Song Beige sat on the chair and couldn't help sighing, hoping that he hadn't made a wrong prediction!

In the evening, Song Beige hadn't seen Song Yunzheng's shadow yet, and for a while, he was a little panicked.

I don't know what happened on the battlefield, whether Song Yunzheng has his own way!

"Boom—"

The thunder suddenly sounded, and lightning fell from the sky on the opposite side, cutting a gap in the night, and Song Beige's heart skipped a beat.

Here it comes!

Turning, the rain poured down, and the courtyard where she was frighteningly silent, the rain hit the windowsill, drenching her face, and the moist air rushed into her throat, and the fire in her heart gradually drained.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and there was a posture that wanted to submerge the entire courtyard, but Song Beige didn't move his feet, staring intently at the outside of the windowsill.

There was a layer of mist in front of her eyes, and as time went by, her heart beat faster and faster, if they still insisted on using fire, then this rain would undoubtedly be a disaster for them, and what awaited them would only be failure!

"Boom—"

Thunder sounded again, and the lightning fell on the tree, stirring up a bunch of fire tree silver flowers, making Song Beige, who was in the darkness in the depths, couldn't help but tremble.

I don't know how long it took, she was like a stone, stiff in front of the bed, her body had already been wet by the rain, and the door behind her was suddenly pushed open.

Song Beige hurriedly turned around, and in the night, Qin Jun was dressed in armor, staring at her intently, breathing heavily.

Song Bei's singer moved her fingers and wanted to get up, but her legs completely lost her intuition, she coughed, and asked tremblingly, "Did you win?" ”

Qin Junshen didn't answer him, but walked in step by step, the rain on his armor fell to the ground, with a cold cold air on his body, every step was firm and powerful, until he stopped in front of her, his cold expression still didn't move.