Feng Hua Yin Jun looked down, and the soldiers below were already ready to go, and the weapons they held tightly in their hands couldn't wait for a big battle.

"Soldiers, three days ago, we lost the first battle with the enemy, tonight is the time when we are ashamed, if we win, this war can end as soon as possible, you can return triumphantly, and the wives and children at home are proud of you......" Feng Huayin said majestically.

"Victory, victory."

The soldier below raised his arm with full morale, drew the sword at his waist and swore an oath.

For a while, the fighting spirit of the soldiers was boosted, and a few slogans shocked the birds and beasts from miles away and flew into the orange sky.

Soon, with Feng Huayin's departure, the soldiers consciously released a way.

Feng Huayin picked someone, quickly turned on his horse, and left the camp with his team.

The rest of the generals also took their men out, but in half an hour, only a few soldiers remained in the field.

About an hour and a half later, Feng Huayin and his people appeared near the rebel camp a hundred miles away, when it was getting dark, and the moon anchored in Xishan had already set.

In order to make things easier, Feng Huayin and those soldiers lurked around, waiting for night to come.

As everyone knows, while he is fully prepared, the rebels not far away have also prepared a large number of men and horses on his side, ready to kill Feng Huayin at any cost.

At night, the moonlight shy pulls in dark clouds as a veil, and the starlight in the sky is like the eyes of a soldier, constantly looking ahead.

A slight cool breeze floated at night, and the enemy's flag swayed in the wind.

While Feng Huayin was waiting, the two spies quickly arched their hands and said, "Eighth Prince, the men and horses led by General Zhang Tan are ready to attack in half an hour. ”

Feng Huayin nodded, and the spy turned to leave, his bony hand clenched the sword at his waist, and his originally frowning brow deepened a little.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the sound of the two armies fighting was heard not far away, and the swaying light of the fire was flickering.

Feng Huayin suddenly picked up the military flag in his hand and shook it vigorously twice.

Knock, knock......

The soldiers behind him beat the war drums, they picked up the weapons in their hands, and rushed out with Feng Huayin.

Feng Huayin led the soldiers all the way into the enemy's barracks, and he himself was also a god who killed a god and a Buddha who killed a Buddha, holding the long sword in his hand and was dyed red with blood after a while.

At this time, he found that the soldiers behind him were constantly lying in pools of blood, his brows instantly frowned, and he looked back in disbelief.

"Oh no, Lord Wang, we have fallen into the trap of the enemy, the enemy army is surrounding us at the moment, and the situation of the two generals Zhang Tan and Deng Ming is unknown." Zhang Wei said with a frown wrinkling as he killed the enemy next to him.

Feng Huayin's face immediately turned cold, and his sharp gaze swept the surroundings, at this moment, the soldiers he brought had already suffered a lot of damage, there were enemy troops in front, and there were enemy troops in the back, and it was impossible to retreat at this time.

"The prince's subordinates are covering you, you get out of here quickly." Feng Ming went down with a sword and killed one of the soldiers behind Feng Huayin.

Kill......

Not far away, there was the sound of the enemy charging, Feng Huayin looked angrily at the soldiers who rushed over, densely packed, and on his own side, due to the dispersion of troops, he only had 20,000 horses in his hands, and now the sudden situation has killed and injured a lot.

Feng Huayin was a little confused, what's going on? Why did the enemy seem to know their battle plan?

Even if he was thinking about things, Feng Huayin's sword never stopped, scarlet blood splashed on his handsome face, and he didn't blink his eyes, as if it wasn't human blood, life was worthless in his hands at this time, if he didn't kill him, he would be killed.

For a while, the sword light and sword shadow, and the blood rushed to the sky under the dark night.

In the midst of the chaos, a rough man with a steel knife appeared behind Feng Huayin, who took advantage of Feng Huayin's lack of skills and slashed at Feng Huayin's body with a steel knife.

At this time, Feng Huayin had already noticed it and reacted quickly, but it was still too late, and the steel knife slashed him on the shoulder impartially.

Feng Huayin's face suddenly turned pale, and the blood kept flowing down, but he still gritted his teeth, and stabbed the sword in his hand into the person's body, and then supported his body with the sword, his face was as pale as paper.

At this time, Zhang Tan came with someone, Feng Ming and Zhang Wei hurried to Feng Huayin's side, protecting him every step of the way.

Unconsciously, both of them were injured, and as time went on, both of them were exhausted, but they still desperately persevered.

Feng Huayin watched Zhang Tan approach, the corners of his mouth, which had already been stained red with blood, slightly hooked a little arc, and the hand holding the sword loosened a little, and his eyes went black and he passed out.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang......" Zhang Wei and Feng Ming hurriedly went over and shouted.

Zhang Tan saw that Feng Huayin was unconscious and had no intention of fighting, so he took his men and horses to cover Zhang Wei and Feng Ming and retreated with Feng Huayin.

The night was like a torch, cool into the water, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and this night was destined to be sleepless.

Inside the Eight Kings' Mansion.

Ning Xiyue fell into a nightmare again, cold beads of sweat kept sliding down the pillow towel from the corners of her forehead, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Her head kept swinging, and her frown refused to untie half a minute.

"Hua Yin, Hua Yin, don't hurt him, don't hurt my Hua Yin......"

Ning Xiyue's hand tightly tugged at the thin quilt on her body, and she couldn't stop struggling, as if she wanted to tear the thin quilt.

In the dream, the sky was red, and the heavy blood made people feel very oppressive.

She saw that blood was flowing from Feng Huayin's body, and his face was pale and terrifying, which made her tremble.

"No, don't ......"

Two lines of tears flowed down uncontrollably, she reached out to grab it, wanting to protect Feng Huayin, but she couldn't catch it, just saw the scarlet blood and smelled the heavy blood.

"Hua Yin ......" Ning Xiyue sat up from the bed suddenly, her eyes wide and looked at the front in a panic, her originally fair face turned a little whiter, beads of sweat mixed with tears flowed down her smooth chin, and a circle of water was printed on the thin quilt, and the hands holding the brocade quilt were also white, and even trembled slightly.

"What's wrong, what's wrong? Miss, are you having nightmares again? Jinxiu came in and hurriedly grabbed Ning Xiyue's hand.

Rong Xia frowned tightly, and poured a cup of tea for Ning Xiyue on the table, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" If you want to enter the palace on an unknown day, ask a doctor to take a look! ”

Their own masters haven't slept well for two consecutive nights, and a few of their maids are hurting in their eyes, but they don't know what to do.