Long Ziyue raised her eyebrows, gave Qingbei a look, and the two left the camp without a trace and walked slowly towards the medical tent. Ziyan Mingchen arranged for the two to take care of General Mu Chu, so the two of them naturally got up and down in the medical tent.

Back at the medical tent, Mu Chu was still asleep, Long Ziyue stepped forward to take a look, and nodded with satisfaction, although Mu Chu's face was still a little pale, the injuries on his body had improved, and his breath was much thicker.

"It is worthy of being a cultivator, this kind of recovery speed is really enviable" Looking at Mu Chu, whose injury was significantly better than a few hours ago, Long Ziyue muttered.

"Little ...... Uh, young master, take off the black armor robe, the weight of these twenty catties can really crush people to death" Qingbei rubbed her sore shoulders and walked out of the side tent, her good-looking brows furrowed slightly.

Long Ziyue was stunned for a moment, then she remembered, couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth, and took off her battle robe. Qingbei took it and struggled to take it back to the side tent.

Moving her somewhat sore waist, Long Ziyue turned around and walked to the side tent. The footsteps were raised, and a slight noise suddenly came from outside the tent.

With a flick of his wrist, the phantom was held in his hand, and Long Ziyue's eyes swept coldly across the entrance of the medical tent, and his body moved, and the person had already stabbed out like a sharp sword.

A knife slashed open the medical tent, and Long Ziyue appeared outside the tent as fast as lightning, the dagger was on the guard's neck, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Who are you?" The undisguised murderous intent and coldness made the guards tremble fiercely.

After swallowing his saliva with difficulty, the guard raised the basket in his hand and replied quickly, "This is the dinner sent to the doctor by the last general of the Dumping King's faction."

Helian Jue? How is he?

Lowering his eyes and glancing at the trembling guard, Long Ziyue withdrew the dagger, "So thank you to the king, by the way, General Yubei was injured in the battle with the leader of the half-orc race, can the injury be serious?" ”

"Back to the doctor, it's just a skin injury, it's not serious"

"That's fine" Long Ziyue nodded, and the guards were relieved, arching their hands to Long Ziyue and leaving.

Returning to the camp tent with the food, Long Ziyue carefully checked it and slowly put it into her mouth after making sure that it was non-toxic, but her eyebrows frowned.

What does Helian Jue mean by this? What was the reason for sending someone to bring dinner to a little-known soldier?

The light flickered, and the night was boundless.

The sky was bright, Long Ziyue climbed out of bed refreshed, stretched her waist, and her eyebrows were satisfied, this kind of idle day was really good.

After a simple wash, Long Ziyue stepped out of the camp tent and was about to find Qingbei to have breakfast, when she saw Qingbei running over with a panicked face.

"Young master, it's not good, the orcs are coming again"

"Calling again?" Long Ziyue was slightly stunned, "Didn't you just attack the city yesterday and rest overnight, the half-orc clan is so strong?" ”

"Qingbei didn't know that Young Master Mingchen had already fought with the leader of the orc clan outside the city, and the black armor army had also fought with the orc army."

Her eyes sank, and Long Ziyue looked at Qingbei, "How many people are from the half-orc army?" ”

"300,000"

"Three hundred thousand?" The corners of Long Ziyue's eyes jumped, yesterday it was 330,000, today it was 300,000, and for two days, the same number of people as Yongcheng came to fight, what was the idea of Tuoba Qingye? Could it be ......

With a flash of light, Long Ziyue hurriedly ran towards the city gate, and there was a little darkness between her eyebrows. If this is what she thinks, then Yongcheng will be in trouble.

Running quickly to the city gate, Long Ziyue stood on top of the city gate, looking at the 600,000 troops fighting together, her heart sank.