Fighting is a duel of strategies, and Jing Lin has been wondering what strategy Jing Yuzhao will use. But after pondering and pondering, I felt that there was no need for such a calculation between the two of them. The war between them is not a war with a foreign enemy, but more like a duel between the two of them.

Jing Lin couldn't guess it, and he was confused.

Outside, He Fei came to Jing Lin with a gloomy expression, Jing Lin put the long sword on the table and let He Fei in.

"What happened?" Jing Lin asked.

"General, the county lord of Anping is here with the little prince." He Fei knew a little about the matter between the county lord of Anping and Jing Lin, and Jing Lin seemed to dislike the mention of the county lord of Anping.

Jing Lin was stunned, why did they come, didn't they let them stay well. "Let them in." They have all come, and they must be seen.

A moment later, the county lord of Anping took Jing Ye into the room.

"Daddy, Ye'er misses you so much." Jing Ye rushed into Jing Lin's arms. Jing Lin was stunned for a moment, and Jing Ye opened his arms to catch Jing Ye when he arrived in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Jing Lin pressed Jing Ye in his arms and looked up and asked the county lord of Anping, who was a little dusty.

"I'm worried about you, so I'm here." The county lord of Anping looked at Jing Lin affectionately, and Jing Lin unnaturally turned his head.

"I asked people to arrange accommodation for the two of you, don't run around lately, it's not safe." Jing Lin put Jing Ye on the ground and beckoned them to stay and rest.

"I want Daddy, I want Daddy." Jing Ye held Jing Lin's hand and didn't let go. Jing Lin looked up at the county lord of Anping, and looked at the county lord of Anping unnaturally. Jing Lin knew the careful thinking of the county lord of Anping, but she was not very good at teaching children. A big boy loves to be coquettish, and he still uses these small means, which is not a good phenomenon.

The county lord of Anping pulled Jing Ye over in a sneer, "Let's retreat first, and we'll eat together at the party." ”

When the county lord of Anping left Jinglin sighed, the previous county lord of Anping was not like this, what made her become like this? Is it because of yourself? Jing Lin felt a little guilty that he didn't give them warm love. But it's not that he doesn't want to give, but he really can't give, and he doesn't want to force himself to do some false things.

Jing Yuzhao on the other side went to Taibao with his men and horses. Taibao used to be the chassis of the Jin Palace, and if there was no Jing Yuzhao to take charge, it was estimated that it would soon be captured.

Two days later, Jing Yuzhao reached the dividing line between Taibao and Ludi. Jing Yuzhao had the imperial flag erected for everyone to see His Majesty in person.

Han Yao and Zixuan followed behind Jing Yuzhao and stood outside the big tent looking at the banner waving in the wind.

"Your Majesty, with such fanfare, if you lose, it will be very shameless." Han Yao really dared to say anything.

"I'm really here this time, but I'm not a playhouse." Jing Yu Zhaolai is not an ornament. "General Han, what good plan do you have?"

"Why don't Your Majesty personally attract the attention of General Jing's army, and I will take people around to the rear for a surprise attack?" Han Yao suggested.

"Oh no, you won't come back 100 percent." Jing Yuzhao is sure and affirmed. Jing Lin is not an ordinary person, and ordinary means can't hide his eyes.

"Then what does Your Majesty have any good suggestions?" Han Yao pinned his hopes on Jing Yuzhao.

Jing Yuzhao was racking his brains to think. "How's the siege?"

"What do you mean?" Han Yao didn't understand, why did they use the method of siege instead of attacking the lonely city.

"It's Jinglin who is trapped, and it's Jinglin's rear that surrounds it." Jing Yuzhao can let Jinglin go back to Beijing, but he can't let the army go back with him.

Han Yao felt that it was feasible. "How is that going to work?"

"That's where the time and the right people come in." It's like borrowing arrows from a straw boat, the conditions have to be met, and then there will be some east wind.

Han Yao thought about it, but didn't come up with a reason. For such a complicated matter, let's leave it to Your Majesty.

Jing Lin on the other side was also thinking about how to fight this battle, and with Jing Yuzhao's habits, it would definitely be unexpected. However, these routines of war are all tricks in the art of war and then used, depending on how much the person who uses them can use them. With her own understanding of Jing Yuzhao, she will definitely face off with herself.

Jing Lin wrote and drew on the map and worked all night.

The battle has been set, and the final step is just away. Jing Yuzhao was wearing armor and riding on a horse with the sword of the Son of Heaven. "Follow me and kill a piece of armor together." Jing Yuzhao's words fell, the war drums sounded, and Jing Yuzhao rushed out with his soldiers and horses.

Jinglin quickly received the news. He didn't expect Jing Yuzhao's method to be so rude, and he directly led people to kill him. "Prepare to meet the enemy." Jing Lin took the sword and went out.

The terrain here is all plains, and there is not even some shelter, and the two armies meet and see each other clearly. Jing Yuzhao didn't speak, didn't talk to the other party, just rushed forward with Han Yao and the soldiers.

As soon as the sword of the Son of Heaven passed, two or three soldiers fell under the horse, and Jing Yuzhao was fearless and went straight forward. Jing Yuzhao used to fight against each other, he would be afraid that he would be injured, he would be afraid that he would die, and he would be afraid that his subordinates would fall. Now, Jing Yuzhao feels that he has left everything behind, fearless, and left his life and death behind.

Walking through the layers of crowds, Jing Yuzhao and Jing Lin met their eyes. Drawing out his long sword, Jing Yuzhao clamped the horse's belly and rushed towards Jing Lin......

Qiang, Jing Yuzhao's sword and Jing Lin's sword collided.

"Yuzhao, long time no see."

"yes, long time no see." Under the silver armor, Jing Yuzhao's fair face was like a shining star, illuminating Jing Lin's eyes.

"Yuzhao, where is your back hand?"

"Jinglin, do you want to use so much blood to ask for an answer for you?" Jing Yuzhao's words fell, and Jing Lin was stunned.

"Sure enough, it was Yuzhao, who broke through my heart in one fell swoop." But Jinglin had already prepared, and he had already wrapped his heart. "Yuzhao, what about you? Want blood to wash away the resentment in your heart? ”

Jing Yuzhao was stunned, it was really Jing Lin. "Jinglin, what are we for?" For the sake of supreme power, he still just wants to compete with the other party head-on with his own power and prove that he is the right one.

"Yuzhao, what is the secret you are hiding in your heart?" Jing Lin looked at Jing Yuzhao expectantly.

"Brother Lin, there are some things that should never be said, if you say them, you don't know what will happen, you don't know if your bottom line can still exist, and you don't know what you will become." It's sure that it will become what you hate.

"Yuzhao, are you trying to cut off my back road?" Jing Lin said his guess.

"Then it depends on whether you are worthy of cooperation or not." Jing Yuzhao turned sideways to Jing Lin's side, and the Son of Heaven sword slashed Jing Lin's horse away.

The horse neighed, and Jing Lin jumped up and rode onto Jing Yuzhao's horse. Jing Lin's sword was across Jing Yuzhao's neck, Jing Yuzhao turned his head down, his neck was injured, and the whole person fell down the horse.