Sudden rainstorms at night are annoying. Although it is violent, it cannot be as continuous as the spring rain, and it only takes a short time for the rain to collect and the wind to stop. The clouds are still cloudy, the stars and the moon are traceless, leaving a trace of coolness, accompanied by the cold light of the long sword in his hand, Ye Jin stepped on the war horse, and the golden armor was uniformed. In the cold night, I saw the mighty lights behind me, like a dragon winding in the night sky, roaring, almost wanting to fly away and tear the sky. The fire was faint, and it was extinguished, reflecting Ye Jin's unwavering face. Although Jiang Anqi had a strange plan, Qi Ning had lost the opportunity, and this time on his face, he couldn't see Fenhao's panic.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the army of 30,000 hurriedly crossed the Liaoyin City Week, which was burned by the red flames, and when it was approaching, he suddenly saw Ye Jinle Ma turn around, draw his sword and point at the sky, and the night sky was suddenly hidden in the sky, only in an instant, all the lights were extinguished. People knot grass, horsebit rings, for a time, everything is silent.

At this time, in the dead of night, the showers were at the beginning of the break, and above the city tower, the soldiers who had been busy yawning a few times, raised their eyes and looked into the distance, only to see that the night sky was as dark as ink, and they thought to themselves, so late at night, didn't the soldiers of Qiling sleep? Who will be in charge of this city at this time! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but relax a little, yawned and was about to turn around, but I saw a fire dragon soaring into the air, lighting up the sky in an instant! Surprised, he staggered, took a step back, pointed at the neatly lined up Qi Ning soldiers, even his lips trembled, looked around in horror, and shouted, "Qi Ning people! Oh my God, it's the Qi Ning army that has attacked! ”

The light of the fire lit up the night so badly that the soldier screamed in terror, ran a few steps, and raised the alarm bell. Ye Jin took the lead, stood with a sword, suddenly pointed his sword at the sky, and shouted, "Kill~". The long sound echoed in the night sky, and it inspired many soldiers in Qi Ning, and in an instant, the war horses neighed, the sound of killing was everywhere, the clouds and ladders were standing, and people were climbing the city. Talking about the guards of the Yin City Tower, he came back to his senses at this time, knowing that the war had begun, he hurriedly shouted, the sword was unsheathed, and everyone was ordered to defend the city desperately.

The curtain of the war has been opened, the night is getting deeper, at this time in Xinwu City, Jiang An, just rested, shocked to hear that someone ignored the guards next to the house to obstruct, eager to report, knowing that things are not good, as soon as he asked the reason, he was shocked, hurriedly put on his clothes, and announced that everyone was in the hall to discuss countermeasures.

After a while, Zuo Shikun, the lord of Xinwu City, and Han Yi, the deputy general, came in a hurry. Zuo Shikun lifted the curtain and showed a sad face, while Han Yi was full of energy, and after entering the door, he didn't care about saluting, and shouted, "Is the war finally going to war?" Then he stroked his palm and laughed, "It's really refreshing!" It's been quiet for a few years, but it's going to suffocate Lao Han! ”

Jiang An sat in front of the desk, raised his eyes to look at the two of them, frowned, and wondered, "Where is Mr. Qingsong?" ”

When Han Yi heard this, after looking around, Fang Jueqingsong was not there, scratched his head, and laughed, "Well, maybe I'm tired, I haven't gotten up yet!" ”

When Jiang An heard this, he frowned, but still smiled, "Mr. has never been a lateman!" Before he could finish speaking, he heard a faint voice from the door, "The prince really knows me." When everyone heard the sound, they saw Yan Qingsong's feather fan swaying gently, slowly coming, glanced at Han Yi, raised his hand and pointed lightly, shook his head and teased, "The general has said bad things about Yan this time." Fang Cai bowed to Jiang An, "The prince is well." ”

Han Yi glanced at him and said eagerly, "Mr. doesn't look at when this is, the war has started, and you still have the heart to joke?" ”

Jiang An glanced at the two of them, his eyes were solemn, he waved his hand, and he was a little eager, "Ye Jin sent troops late at night, and under the sneak attack, I don't know how long the chatter can last?" ”

Yan easily shook the feather fan lightly, and without thinking, he blurted out, "In my opinion, it won't last tomorrow at noon." Seeing Jiang An's brows furrowed, wanting to say something, Yan Qingsong smiled slightly, took the first step, and without waiting for him to ask, he gave all the answers, although his eyes were solemn, he still said lightly, "Talking about the people in Yin City, there are still 10,000." ”

Hearing this, Jiang An's brows tightened more and more, and the golden cup in his hand was also pinched tighter and tighter, a little stunned, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he saw Han Yi take the lead and said loudly, "Down the dam of the night, Hengqin bursts the water, the sky is angry, and the water is chatting about yin, what are we afraid of?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang An seemed to have been struck by lightning, his body trembled, he raised his head with blazing eyes, and said firmly, "Impossible, there are still 10,000 people in Liaoyin!" ”

After hearing this, Han Yi snorted coldly, and was about to answer something, but saw Yan Qingsong's feather fan swaying gently, "The two princes and generals, they have all thought of countermeasures, don't you ask why Ye Jin is so anxious, and sent troops late at night to capture Liaoyin?" ”

Jiang An listened, as if he remembered something, and raised his head in confusion, "What Mr. said, didn't Ye Jin guess that we want to cross the water?" ”

"Hmph," Yan Qingsong snorted coldly, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and his voice was contemptuous, "Don't overestimate Ye Jin'er's wisdom!" Then he sneered, "Don't underestimate his methods and employment!" ”

"What Mr. said...... Jiang An seemed to remember something, and hesitated, "Isn't it my Donglai ......?"

Before the words fell, he saw that Yan Qingsong's eyes gradually cooled, and he held the feather fan in his hand, pointed lightly, and sneered, "Yes." Turning around and clapping three times in the air, he saw several soldiers escorting a man in white to come, pushing him in the hall, and when he stepped closer, Jiang Anfang saw the man's appearance clearly, and for a while his chest seemed to have been punched by someone, he couldn't breathe, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he almost wanted to stand up. However, at this time, one person in the hall reacted more violently, only to see Zuo Shikun, the city lord of Xinwu, shoot the case, and be shocked, "How is it?" Suddenly, his eyes became cold, he said contemptuously, and gritted his teeth, "Mo Chuanzhu, traitor!" ”

The man in white faced him, but the cold light in his eyes was even colder than him, and he glanced at Zuo Shikun with disgust, then turned his head away, a smile of extreme contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he refused to look at the man again. There was an accident in Xinwu City, first Cui Jinniang attempted to assassinate the prince, broke Xiujie, and this time he was a deputy general who defected to the enemy, which really made him, the city lord, have a dull face, and the person in front of him looked frivolous, not ashamed at all, and it set off the anger in Zuo Shikun's heart. Unable to restrain himself, he picked up the golden cup in his hand with one hand, threw it at the traitor in front of him, and cursed, "How can such a traitor come out of my Xinwu City!" Seeing this, Mo Chuanzhu sneered at the corner of his mouth, turned his head sideways and dodged. Seeing this, the soldier on his side flew up and kicked him in the crook of the leg, forcing him to kneel on one knee. But seeing Mo Chuanzhu sneering at the corner of his mouth, his shoulders shook, and the soldier behind him staggered to the ground, and stood up with his head held high.

Seeing this, Zuo Shikun was furious, stood up suddenly, slapped his palm on the case, and shouted, "Bold traitor, you can't do it!" ”。 When the soldiers saw it, they glanced at each other, and they stepped forward to hold Mo Chuanzhu's shoulder, and kicked him in the crook of his leg several times, forcing him to kneel, but they saw that Mo Chuanzhu was still standing awe-inspiring, his eyes were contemptuous, and he was unmoved. Seeing this, Yan Qingsong's eyes lit up, and he said, "Didn't I Donglai wronged you?" Then with a movement of his fingers, the feather fan was lightly raised, and a feather arrow burst through the air, and nailed straight to the shoulder of the unyielding man, gurgling with blood, and he only frowned slightly, and did not say a word.

Jiang An just lowered his head and clenched the golden cup in his hand, and his heart swelled with sourness one after another. Finally, he raised his head, looked at the man who had been promised by him as a confidant, his eyes were sad, and he asked softly, "Adjutant General, have I wronged you in Donglai?" ”

Mo Chuanzhu heard the prince's voice, his body trembled, he suddenly pushed away the soldiers beside him, staggered back a step, and showed a few rare desolations on his face, at this time, Fang turned around, faced Jiang An, met his eyes, closed his eyes, knelt down, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I have not been wronged." ”

"Haha!" Jiang An suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, mixed with a bit of deep bitterness, after the laughter, he suddenly got up, chased in front of Mo Chuanzhu in a few steps, raised his hand suddenly, and poured all the bitter wine on Mo Chuanzhu's face. He stood in front of him, looking at him condescendingly, and his eyes burned with irrepressible anger, which burned monstrously. Suddenly, he raised a fist and hit Mo Chuanzhu's face hard, the strength was so great that he knocked him to the side, Jiang An raised his head, suddenly dropped the gold cup in his hand, gritted his teeth, and asked sharply, "Deputy General Mo, do you know that you are from Donglai?" ”

"Haha, Donglai people?" Mo Chuanzhu struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood gushing out of the corner of his mouth, and actually looked up to the sky with a long laugh, he got up, raised his hand and pointed, his eyes were full of unwilling anger, and he actually pointed at the Xinwu City Lord, his teeth were gritted and gurgling, and he didn't give in, "When Mo Chuanzhu's old father was seriously ill and dying, the little sister was forced to commit suicide, and when the old mother was captured and Qi Ning, did the Zuo City Lord ever be a Qi Ning person?" ”

Zuo Shikun heard this, his face turned pale in an instant, he originally questioned sharply, his body that stood up straight suddenly fell, and he suddenly fell into the seat, the cold sweat on his head fell drop by drop, at this time, his face was pale, and he didn't have any strength to wipe off the cold sweat, his lips were bruised in shock, he trembled, and panicked, "Are you...... Are you a moult? He was suddenly at a loss, his face was pale, and he yelled hysterically, ordering the soldiers beside him, "Hurry up...... Hugh will listen to the nonsense of this traitor! Drag him down, chop, chop! ”

When the soldier heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and after listening to the order of the city lord, he dragged Mochuan bamboo with both hands, ready to pull it out, but saw Jiang An smiling, looking at Zuo Shikun with bricks, his eyes were undoubtedly firm, his lips moved slightly, and the wind was light, but for Zuo Shikun at this time, it was like Shura asking for his life! Jiang An said, "The man is dying, his words are good, the bird is dying, and his song is also mourning, the city lord of Zuo, why don't you let him finish speaking?" Jiang An turned around, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said softly, "Isn't there another hidden secret, the city lord of Zuo's heart is empty?" ”。 Zuo Shikun came back to his senses at this time, wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead tremblingly, and laughed embarrassedly, "Where, where!" ”。 In his voice, he couldn't hide his fear.

Jiang An glanced at him, then turned around and sat in front of the desk, looked at Mo Chuanzhu coldly, re-twisted a golden cup, played with it in his hand, and said lightly, "The deputy general knows that the crime of treason really makes Jiang An despised, but if you are wronged, you can tell me and listen to it," his eyes moved slightly, and he turned several times, but he stopped at Zuo Shikun's body, sipped a little wine, and said lightly, "Don't let go of the thief." ”

When Zuo Shikun heard this, his heart was cold, and he was stunned for a moment, and with a bang, he actually dropped the gold cup in his hand to the ground.