As soon as he saw the military doctor coming out of it, Yu Feng hurriedly stepped forward, his face full of eagerness, "Husband, how is she?" ”

"The patient has lost too much blood, and he needs to take care of it in the past two days to wake up." The military doctor's face still had a solemn aura, which could be seen by the wind.

"Thank you."

He let go of his hand and let the medic leave the tent.

This is the second time she has been so badly injured since he met Yun Wu, the last time it was mental, this time it was physical.

After a long time, Luo Jingsheng came out of the tent, and when he saw Yufeng standing outside, he glanced at him and left in front of him.

"Miss's injury is all Yufeng's fault, and I ask my son to punish her." He shouted at the back of Luo Jingsheng.

Luo Jingsheng stopped, didn't turn his head, only turned his back to him, "Then I will punish you to stand here until Xiao Wu wakes up." "How many times, he can turn a blind eye to what he does for Yun Wu in private, but not this time.

"Yes."

He should have spoken down without a word of complaint.

Luo Jingsheng walked to the camp where he had called the scene, leaving him standing alone outside the camp.

"How is the Cloud Dancing Girl's injuries?"

In the camp tent, Nian Zhaojing, who was still studying tactics, raised his head and saw Luo Jingsheng walking in from outside, and hurriedly asked him.

Yun Wu is a daughter, and it is inconvenient for him to go over to see her.

"The husband said that if you take care of your body in the past two days, you will be able to wake up, and when you wake up, you will be fine." Luo Jingsheng's eyes were covered with a layer of gloom, and there was still a trace of decadence on his face.

"Today's incident, it's all to blame for Jing Sheng's improper discipline, and let the junior sister make such a thing on the battlefield, so that the general will retire from the army in a hurry."

After that, Luo Jingsheng explained.

"Childe doesn't have to take it too seriously, even if there is no Cloud Dance Girl, we will inevitably withdraw from the army in this battle, it's just the length of time." Nian Zhaojing didn't mean to blame him.

"The general intends to adjust his tactics?" Seeing the drawings in his hand, Luo Jingsheng opened his mouth to ask him, if he lost like this today, he thought that he would definitely come up with some ways to deal with it.

"What do you think of this war boy today?" Nian Zhaojing didn't answer his question, but put down the drawings in his hand and asked him.

He lowered his head slightly and said, "In today's battle, in fact, the number of casualties on the other side is not less than ours, and the losses are also very heavy. But only Bian Luo, the means are too inferior. This is the deepest impression he has of him today outside the city gates.

He had never been in contact with Bian Luo before, but he received a warning letter from him, using Song Qingge as a warning letter.

As soon as I got in touch with him today, I found out that he was indeed an inferior villain.

Nian Zhaojing smiled, "What you said is exactly what I want to say, Bian Luo is indeed an inferior villain." I also blame that I was blind at the beginning, and I didn't see his temperament, and when I saw him today, I persuaded him to surrender. ”

"So we must strengthen our precautions tonight, otherwise we will definitely give him a chance to take advantage of it in vain." Nian Zhaojing lowered his eyebrows and spoke.

Luo Jingsheng also lowered his head, but did not respond.

"Childe has a different opinion?" Seeing him so silent, not like his usual style, Nian Zhaojing asked him suspiciously.

"I thought, why don't we take this opportunity to stage an empty plan and give them a counterattack, so that the process of asking for reinforcements from Zhennan will be accelerated." Finally, he looked up.

"What does Childe mean?"

Seeing the light emanating from his eyes, Nian Zhaojing was once again impressed by him.

"We need to deliberately create a state of letting their guard down, so that they feel that they can take advantage of it and lure them into this barracks. If they do come tonight, we'll catch them all. ”

The light in the eyes of the falling mirror is not finished, and the words already reveal a few odds of winning.

"Then I'll give the order now, let them prepare for battle." Nian Zhaojing also felt that his plan was feasible, if he could turn defeat into victory this time, he would definitely be able to lose a lot of Duan Wangchen's troops, and they could also take this opportunity to adjust their state.

"General, wait a minute." Luo Jingsheng stopped Nian Zhaojing and whispered a few words in front of him. Nian Zhaojing nodded, and immediately instructed Luo Jingsheng to do what he said.

Luo Jingsheng's eyes slowly sank, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He was sure that there must be someone outside the camp who was watching their movements. They will watch their every move in the camp.

Soon after the New Year's call went out, a bonfire was lit in the camp, and a wine table was also set up next to the bonfire, two long rows, and there was a lot of joy to celebrate in the camp.

When Duan Wangchen and Bian Luo finished discussing, the little soldiers guarding outside the camp happened to come back to report the news, "Master Hou, general, Nian Zhaojing ordered someone to light a bonfire in the camp, and the wine table was also full, tonight seems to be to celebrate today's battle." ”

"Celebrating?"

Duan Wangchen and Bian Luo thought they had heard it wrong.

"Well, he also told the soldiers in the camp not only to celebrate today's battle, but also to boost morale."

It was news from the camp, and he heard it clearly.

"Yi Benhou looks at the old guy who is old, too underestimated the enemy, right?" Duan Wangchen snorted coldly, a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"So, tonight is the best time for us." A hint of cunning crossed Bian Luo's eyes, and his words were full of pride.

"Pass the order, this battle cannot be defeated, and they must be wiped out!" Duan Wangchen's heart was already satisfied, and he expected that they would win this battle.

"Yes!"

Bian Luo immediately retreated, he thought, if it goes on like this, there is no need to send troops from Jin Luan, they can also beat Nian Zhaojing to retire.

Nian Zhaojing, this old guy, is old after all.

At night, when Luo Jingsheng came out of Yun Wu's camp, Yu Feng was still standing outside, and when he saw Luo Jingsheng coming out of it, he lowered his head slightly.

"Take good care of Xiao Wu in a while." He whispered to the wind.

"Yes."

The wind should be inherited.

There was a commotion outside, and it was the soldiers in the army who were drinking wine and eating meat. There is a lot of water mixed in the wine, which is no different from drinking water. It's just that the whole barracks is still filled with the smell of alcohol.

Luo Jingsheng walked to Nian Zhaojing's side and sat down in the place next to him.

"Childe, come!" Knowing that he couldn't drink, Nian Zhaojing had ordered someone to fill his cup with water.

"General, please." He lowered his eyes, picked up the cup on the table, and drank with Nian Zhaojing. The soldiers below are already drinking, and it is really a lax scene.

When Bian Luo attacked them with an army of 50,000 troops, they were still around the campfire, and their faces were already tired.

Half an hour later, one of the small soldiers guarding the camp ran back and stood in front of Bian Luo with his head down, "General, they are all drunk at the celebration banquet. ”

He frowned, raised the long sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Kill me in, don't leave a single live mouth!" ”

Suddenly, a burst of noisy shouts came from the camp five hundred meters away, Luo Jingsheng and Nian Zhaojing immediately stood up from the table, and the soldiers who were all down also stood up, hiding into the dark as they had ordered before.

The archers and rocketeers hiding in the shadows were also ready, and everything could only be arrogant Bian Luo led his troops to rush in from the outside.

The sound of horses' hooves and shouts from outside was getting closer and closer, and Luo Jingsheng could feel that Bian Luo had brought a lot of soldiers, and this was the formation to wipe them out.

The moment the guardrail of the camp was broken by them, countless sharp arrows shot out from the shadows and hit the soldiers, and the soldiers who rushed in front immediately fell in large pieces.

Sensing that something was wrong, they were about to retreat when a rocketeer shot rockets from their side, catching them off guard.

Looking at the soldiers in front of him and on his side with fire, Bian Luo was stunned, and then he knew that they had been ambushed.

The bright light of the fire reflected in his eyes, and a trace of panic crossed his eyes, but at this moment, as a general, he must not be in a mess.

If they withdraw at this time, they will not only suffer heavy losses, but also let Luo Jingsheng and them take the lead, so it is better to fight.

"Everyone, rush me!"

He didn't hesitate any longer, and rushed into the camp with his sword swirling. What was stepped on by the iron hooves was the corpses of their own.

When the soldiers who rushed to the end heard his order, they did not dare to hesitate any longer, and rushed in with him with their swords. Luo Jingsheng and Nian Zhaojing fight in the firelight with the enemy troops who rush in.

More of the soldiers who fell on the ground were Bian Luo's soldiers.

Hearing the commotion outside, Yufeng quietly ran to the front of the tent, keeping an eye on the movement outside. Nian Zhaojing's army and Bian Luo's army were mixed together, and he saw the figure of Luo Jingsheng trapped in the enemy army.

His hand holding the sword tightened, and his footsteps moved with it, and he wanted to go out to help him, but when he turned his head and saw the faint candlelight in the tent behind him, he could only stand still.

Yun Wu's safety, he has to take care of it.

As he walked back to the tent door, he heard the sound of cloud dancing. He hurriedly lifted the curtain and ran in, she was still lying on the bed, but her mouth kept screaming, "Senior brother, senior brother..."

Xu heard the noise outside, and she had a nightmare.

Yu Feng picked up the sweat towel on the side and helped her wipe the cold sweat from the corners of her forehead, her brows furrowed, and her face was full of anxiety.

"Miss, don't be afraid, Childe, he'll be fine." He was in front of her, whispering. Although he knew that she couldn't hear, he wanted to reassure her.

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Yun Wu stopped muttering.

Yu Feng hooked the corners of his lips slightly, put the sweat towel in his hand back to its original place, and when he stood up and was about to walk out, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him back, "Senior brother, don't go." ”

She still called Luo Jingsheng's name in her mouth, and she was holding his hand hard.

He stood there, his eyes stunned, not knowing what to do.

"Don't go, Xiao Wu is very cold..."Her face was still pale, hearing her words, Yu Feng hurriedly tucked the quilt on her body, but she took advantage of it, she took his wrist, buried it in her neck, and fell asleep on the pillow.

Yu Feng only felt a hot sensation on his face, along with the roots behind his ears. However, he felt as if there was a warm current flowing through his heart.

At that moment, he didn't seem to be able to hear the hustle and bustle outside, and only Yun Wu and him were left in front of him.

This battle was fought all night, and it was not until the sky was slightly bright that Bian Luo's lieutenant general ran to his side, and his words were full of tears, "General, let's withdraw!" If we continue like this, we won't have a single soldier left. "In the attrition, they lose even more.

Bian Luo's eyes were full of scarlet, and there were still traces of blood on his face.

Staring at the soldiers who kept falling in the distance, he swallowed the dryness in his throat, and finally raised his hand, "All the soldiers listen to the order, withdraw!" ”

After shouting this sentence, they retreated to the camp of the New Year's Awakening.

As he slashed the last enemy, Luo Jingsheng plunged his sword into the dust, his face full of fatigue. It was the first time he had fought such a physically demanding battle.

Yu Feng ran to his side to hold him up, but he stopped him with one hand, he raised his head and asked him, "How is Xiao Wu?" ”

He stayed in his tent to take good care of Yun Wu.

"Miss, she had a nightmare in the middle of the night, but it's fine." Yu Feng said truthfully.

"Hmm."

Luo Jingsheng replied softly, drew his long sword and walked back to the camp. Yufeng stood behind him, watching his tired back depart little by little.

Duan Wangchen waited at the city gate all night, and it wasn't until dawn that he saw Bian Luo leading the ruined soldiers towards him.

Seeing them like this, he could already guess seven or eight points in his heart.

When Bian Luo saw him, he walked up to him with a dejected face, "Master Hou, we, we are defeated..." He lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

"How many casualties?"

Duan Wangchen endured the anger in his chest and asked him.

"There are only three thousand soldiers left..."Bian Luo was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, he had never fought such a defeat.

Duan Wangchen looked at the dejected soldiers behind him, and clenched his hands into fists. He snorted coldly and turned away, not saying a word.

Bian Luo knew that he was angry. But for now, it is to settle the remaining 3,000 soldiers first.

The original 300,000 army in his hands was only 200,000 at the moment. And there are still 70,000 or 80,000 left of the 100,000 army brought by Nian Zhaojing, and the casualties and losses can be seen at a glance.

Before Duan Wangchen returned to the palace, he met the waiter who ran out of the palace, and when the waiter saw him, he hurriedly lowered his head and said tremblingly: "Hou, Hou, something happened..."

"Say anything you want!"

Duan Wangchen was in a very bad mood, and there was nowhere to vent his anger at the moment.

"Old lady, she, she died of illness..."As soon as the servant said this, he knelt on the ground with a 'plop', Duan Wangchen looked at him in disbelief, he grabbed his clothes, and his face was gloomy and terrifying, "What you said is true?" ”

"Really... Really, it was the eldest lady and the second lady who called the servant to inform you..."The waiter closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at his face at this moment.

Duan Wangchen only felt that his heart was suffocated, he suddenly let go of his hand and rushed back to the palace. Along the way, he could barely see the road clearly.

The waiter followed him, quietly wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes as he ran.

When Duan Wangchen rushed back to the mansion, it was quiet, terrifyingly quiet, which made him panic in his heart.

Song Qingge and Jiang Wanyin, who were guarding Wang's bedside, saw him coming back from outside, but they just turned around and bowed slightly, and didn't say anything.

He walked to the bedside as if he had lost his soul, and saw Wang lying motionless on it, with a hint of anxiety on her face.

"Grandmother..."

He stood beside Wang's bed for a long time before he knelt down in front of her in a daze, and called her out in a dumb voice.

But the person lying on the bed in front of him would no longer answer him, no matter how loud he screamed.

"You guys go out first, I want to talk to my grandmother." After a few moments, he spoke, his words filled with remorse.

Song Qingge and Jiang Wanyin glanced at each other and retreated from her room.

Duan Wangchen gently picked up Wang's hand and choked up, "Grandmother, grandson knows that since you and grandson came to this town, you have been worrying about your grandson's affairs, you have been worrying about your grandson's affairs for most of your life, but I haven't been able to let you enjoy the blessings of Qingfu, if you are destined in the next life, your grandson will definitely honor you." ”

Since he came to Zhenbei, the Wang family has not slept well for his business, it is not that he did not take Wang's words to heart, but if he turns back at this moment, Emperor Xuanyuan will not only not let him go, but also the Wang family may also be affected.

She is seventy years old, and she still suffers from his flesh and skin, how can he give it up. Therefore, even if she is trapped in this palace and tired every day, it is better than letting her suffer from those flesh and skin.

Thinking about it carefully, since Duan Nancheng's death, he has often disobeyed her, not only in the matter of Song Qingge, but also in the matter of Jiang Wanyin.

Even this last time, he didn't get to see him.

Holding Wang's cold hand, Duan Wangchen buried his face in her cold palm and shed tears of remorse. Until sunset, Song Qingge walked up to him and said softly, "Cousin, it's time to bury my grandmother." "Her corpse is like this, and it's not good.

Duan Wangchen raised his face, there were still tears left on his face, he took out a brocade handkerchief, wiped the palm of Wang's hand clean, nodded, turned around and walked out, and let them put Wang's body into the wooden coffin.

"Why didn't you send someone to inform me sooner?" Duan Wangchen stood on the corridor and asked Song Qingge, who was supporting him beside him.

"When the day was light, the husband said that my grandmother was no longer good, and I sent someone to inform you at the city gate, but the person who sent it did not take long to run back, saying that you had given an order, and that no one should be disturbed by the city gate." Song Qingge lowered his head, and his words were astringent.

Then, she said: "Grandmother, she has been waiting for you for a long time, but she has not waited for your figure, until the moment she closes her eyes, her face is still anxious, worried about your safety. ”

She raised her hand and wiped away the tears that had slid down her cheeks.

After listening to her bitter words, Duan Wangchen turned around, raised his hand and slammed it the wooden stake on the side, making a muffled snort.

His fist was still pressed against it, but he didn't seem to feel the pain.

Bitterness, remorse, and pain kept rolling and intertwining in his heart, making him feel a chill on his body.

Sensing that his body was trembling slightly, Song Qingge's eyes were sick, and he didn't say anything after all.

Jiang Wanyin stood not far from the two of them, looking at Duan Wangchen's depressed and painful appearance, and Song Qingge's overwhelmed appearance, her heart was not happy at all.

Wang's funeral lasted only two days, and the coffin was put into the burial.

In the past two days, Duan Wangchen has been as depressed as he wants, and most of the funeral things are done with the help of Song Qingge and Jiang Wanyin.

That was the most harmonious time since Duan Wangchen married the two of them into the Hou Mansion.

After Wang's coffin was buried, Duan Wangchen kept himself locked in the study. Bian Luo really wanted to guard him all the time, but he still had to take care of the affairs of the army, and they had too many casualties in the battle a few days ago, so they had to adjust well.

About two days later, Song Qingge brought a bowl of clear soup to his study, she asked Furou to knock on the door, and then said, "Cousin, it's me, Ah Ge." ”

Before he died, Wang grabbed her hand and begged her to let her take good care of Duan Wuchen, saying that he was just stubborn and not bad in nature. Moreover, he only listened to her.

The old lady grabbed her hand tightly, and Song Qingge bit her lip and agreed.

After a few moments, he opened the door inside, his face still showing a slump, and the stubble on his chin grew.

"You haven't eaten in two days."

Song Qingge took the clear soup and walked inside. Duan Wangchen stepped aside and closed the door. When she served him the soup in the bowl, she turned around to find that he had closed the door and was standing behind her.

She smiled, "While this soup is still hot, you can drink it quickly." ”

Suddenly, there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and he grabbed her by the neck and asked her in a cold voice, "Why are you so kind all of a sudden?" Are you afraid that I will kill Brother Xiao who you are thinking about? ”

Song Qingge's pupils shrank, she didn't expect him to pinch herself like this, her face was flushed, "You, you think too much, I just boiled a bowl of soup and brought it to you to drink... You haven't eaten in a long time..."These words took a lot of her strength.

"If it weren't for the sake of falling into the mirror, you would do it?"

He glanced coldly at the clear soup on the table, and the cold light fell on her face again, her anxious and frightened eyes.

"You, you let me go first..."

Her face was redder than it had just been, and her eyes glistened with tears.

Duan Wangchen condensed her coldly, the force in his hand increased a little more, and he let go of his hand when he saw her slowly close her painful eyes.

Song Qingge, who only had her last breath left, was paralyzed, and she supported the edge of the table with her hand before she managed to stand firmly, she sat on the brocade stool and spoke softly, "Before my grandmother died of illness, she said, let me take good care of you, I can't bear to let her die with regrets, so I agreed." ”

Her words made Duan Wangchen slightly stunned, and a complicated look appeared on his face.

After Song Qingge finished speaking, she got up and walked out of his study after relieving her breath, the cold aura emanating from his body made it difficult for her to breathe.

After being in a coma for a few days, Yun Wu also woke up from the bed, and when she woke up, she saw Yu Feng, her eyes dimmed slightly, and she asked him a little lost, "What about Senior Brother?" ”

"Childe, he's discussing military strategy with the general, and I'll come to see you in a while." Hearing the sound of the cloud dance, Yu Feng hurriedly raised his head, and the stone that had been pressing on his heart for the past few days finally fell, and he was very happy but did not dare to show it on his face.