Soon Rong Xia came in with a bowl, and after drinking the ginseng soup brought by Rong Xia, Ning Xiyue still didn't want to rest, Jinxiu and Rong Xia took turns guarding outside, she blew out the candle, moved a stool and sat in front of the window, looking up at the bright moon hanging high, I don't know if he was thinking about her thousands of miles away.

The other side.

The military flag waved in the evening breeze, and from time to time a team of eight or nine people patrolled outside the tent.

A man in black expertly evaded the guards and ran into a tent.

"You're back, how's it going? Did the rebels agree? General Deng hurriedly got up when he saw the man in black coming back, but he still didn't forget to pour a cup of tea for the man in black.

The man in black took off his night clothes and said with a smile, "It's done, we just need to tell them the battle plan, and they agree to play this play with us." ”

He took the tea from General Deng's hand and drank it in one gulp, returned the cup to General Deng, and took it off the shelf to put on his armor, with a smile in his eyebrows.

General Deng took the empty cup, a smile on the corner of his mouth, the eighth prince is waiting to be drowned by the spitting stars!

In another place, Feng Huayin was outside the tent, his brows were deeply locked, and he looked up slightly at Mingyue who was hanging high, Yue'er should have slept at this time!

Yue'er, Yue'er, do you know how much this king misses you, how much he wants to rush to your side, see if you have lost weight, and if anyone bullies you.

Zhang Wei, who was not far away, arched Feng Ming's arm with his elbow and pointed to Feng Huayin, who was looking up at the moon.

Feng Ming glanced at Zhang Wei in puzzlement, followed the direction he was pointing, put his hands around his chest, shook his head and sighed, "Alas! Obviously, the newlywed Yan'er was sent by the emperor to fight, and our prince is really bitter. ”

Zhang Wei raised his eyebrows, "Who said it wasn't!" Lord Wang, he must be thinking about the princess. ”

After speaking, he noticed that there was a cold air behind him, and glanced at Feng Ming for some reason, and then at Feng Huayin, who was looking at the moon and thinking about people, and saw that Feng Huayin in front of him had disappeared, swallowed his saliva and slowly turned back.

Feng Huayin was looking at the two with a dark face, but he didn't say anything, just glared at the two of them, and entered the tent silently.

Soon three days passed, and during these three days, although the enemy did not attack again, they continued to make small movements, but they all ran away after a few small disturbances, as if they were provoking.

There is a lot of resentment in the army, and they are also angry at the despicable methods of those chaotic troops.

"Lord Wang, it's been a few days, are we going to drag it out? The rebels continue to provoke our army, and our soldiers have long been unbearable, as long as the prince gives an order, our army can kill him without leaving a piece of armor, in order to avenge the harassment in the past few days. General Deng looked at Feng Huayin angrily.

"Yes, yes, Eighth Prince, we have also been recuperating for several days, and the soldiers have been suffocated in the past few days, and the soldiers who were injured a few days ago have also muttered about revenge."

Feng Huayin supported the table with both hands, his face was dark, and his eyes looked at the sand table in front of him deeply.

Why didn't he want to settle the war sooner! Yue'er is still waiting for him to triumph safely in the mansion, but the war is not a child's affection, and impulsiveness will only bring disaster.

"Eighth Prince, the last general thinks it's time to fight." Zhang Tan touched the slightly gray beard on his chin and said, turned his head and looked at the few people who instigated the war, his face was slightly solemn.

"Let's fight! Eighth Prince, we've had enough. ”

"Lord Wang, the brothers are eager to be ashamed, and the last general Deng Ming will ask for battle."

Deng Ming is the previous General Deng.

Feng Huayin glanced at the saber hanging on the screen not far away, walked over quickly and took the sword down, pulled out the sword for five points, looked at the polished reflective sword, and quickly closed it with force.

He walked quickly in front of everyone again, raised his sword high, and his eyes were like torches, "The general's request for war has been agreed by this king, after so many days, we really need a victory to boost morale." ”

He threw the sword to Zhang Wei next to him, and stretched out his palm to the general standing below, "Generals, please sit down, and then we will discuss the battle plan." ”

Deng Ming and several of his companions glanced at each other with a little meaning, raised the corners of their lips and smiled, and sat down in their respective seats.

Feng Huayin held a slender wooden stick and pointed to two places on a map hanging on the screen, and his cold eyes scanned the generals sitting below, "This is the garrison of our army, the spies have come to report, and the enemy army is stationed five hundred miles away from our army, where the terrain is open, we can use a sneak attack at night to outflank and flank ......"

After heated discussions, everyone finally unanimously decided that a part of the soldiers would stay behind at night, and Zhang Tan would lead the two generals to attack the enemy from the front, Feng Huayin and several other generals would attack from the flank, and a team of men and horses should be left to cover the retreat.

"The eighth prince is like a god with soldiers, and the last general admires it, and he will definitely be able to catch those people off guard tonight." Deng Ming smiled flatteringly on the side.

The corners of Feng Huayin's mouth twitched slightly, and said lightly, "General Deng's words are too early, whether the use of troops is like a god can only be seen in a battle at night, General Deng should go back and rest early!" It was a tough night battle. ”

Deng Ming was deflated, smiled awkwardly, arched his hand and withdrew from the military tent, and did not forget to glance at the back when he left, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

The generals also left one after another, and for a while the military tent was quiet.

Zhang Wei brought some food over and put it on the table, "Lord Wang, you can eat something first and have a good rest!" ”

Feng Huayin hummed lightly, put away the map on the table, and began to enjoy his food.

After Deng Ming and the others returned, some people left the barracks and went to the rebels' camp on the pretext of going out to find out the news.

The man was taken by the rebels to the main tent, where he talked for a long time, and when he came out, both of them had smiles on their faces, and the rebel leader personally sent him out of the station.

"Jiang Ping is back? How's it going, what do the rebels say? When Deng Ming saw Jiang Ping coming back, he hurriedly got up, and his brows, which were originally slightly frowned, also stretched a lot.

Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, grinned lightly and arched his hand, "General Deng, everything is going very well, everything is ready, only Dongfeng is owed." ”

"Hahaha, the task given by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is finally going to be successful, let people prepare a few side dishes, let's celebrate in advance." Deng Ming laughed.

At dusk, the sunset lingers over the western mountains, rendering the sky orange.

With the help of those generals, Feng Huayin quickly assembled the army.

Behind him were many generals, all with swords on their waists, even Feng Huayin himself was no exception.

They got on a platform specially built for the parade.