The moon hung obliquely, the horses were tired and lazy, and the wind was pouring back, mixed with the night frost.

Meng Jinghuai stood quietly outside the big tent, the armor glowing with seeping light in the moonlight, looking down, the corner of the battle robe in his armor was blown up by the cold wind of the wilderness from time to time.

Proud and silent.

Meng Jinghuai looked up at the sky:

"It's almost time."

The person beside him was wearing a cyan robe as always, and he couldn't see his expression clearly through the thin veil of the hat, it was the Xie family:

"Yes."

Meng Jinghuai looked sideways, looking at the mountains on the right, his eyes were gloomy: "After the time is over, the whole army will attack Yunxi." ”

"Xue Hewei once looked for me," Xie Wuwei stroked the fan bone in his hand and glanced at Meng Jinghuai, "I want to discuss it with you." ”

"Now that he has betrayed the enemy, what else does he want to discuss, to plot against me?"

Meng Jinghuai snorted, his voice was extremely low, and he lifted his eyes and turned to look at Xie Wuyu.

Xie Wuyu was stunned, his eyes flashed silently, and he spat out slowly: "But if you want to achieve great things, it is okay to use him as a chess." ”

"No vain," Meng Jinghuai turned around, his eyes tilted to his face behind the hat, the sleeves of his robe were raised, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, "If I do this, what is the difference between it and the one now?" ”

His voice fell loudly, and the words swept into Xie Wu's ears along the wind in the wilderness, causing him to stiffen.

Xie Wufu narrowed his eyes, held the bone fan in his left hand in front of his chest, and bowed slightly: "It's me who lost my words." ”

Meng Jinghuai watched his movements, his tone softened a little, and Meichuan also calmed down:

"No matter how absurd that person is, it can't be a reason for Xue He to dare to face the outside world and trample on me, the dynasty, the country, and the land."

The moonlight was half asleep, and he was completely welcomed into this late autumn cold wind.

Meng Jing took his hand, turned sideways, stepped on the frost and walked towards the big tent, leaving only Xie Wuyu with a straight back, he opened his mouth, and his voice was firm, :

"The reason for everything, just to ask the Heavenly Monarch to return me a 'positive' word, their thoughts are dirty, dirty and dirty, and I, the heavens, the dynasty, want to take advantage of the chaos? It's just wishful thinking. ”

The big tent had gradually been fully dressed and the soldiers got up and came out, and the soldiers turned the corner and bumped into Meng Jinghuai, and they all hurriedly bowed and saluted, and the blades in their hands emitted a cold white light.

They all respect this young general from the bottom of their hearts.

(Continued later)