In the face of Zhang Yan's thunderous jump, Rong Yi still looked lazy, seeing that he scratched his ears that were a little itchy by Zhang Yan's roar, he said comfortingly: "Old Zhang, don't be so excited, am I like this kind of person?" ”

Rong Yi's words made Zhang Yan look at him angrily, perhaps because he was used to Rong Yi's cynical attitude, Zhang Yan didn't plan to deal with him, so he sat down in his seat again.

"Well, when their army is in the city, I'll go and find out."

Rong Yi proposed this, and several other lieutenants had also seen Rong Yi's way of leading troops, thinking that his proposal must be useful, so he didn't ask too much.

After all, this time the opponent is not an ordinary person, but Dongfang Yunlie, and it is really difficult to say whether he will win or lose.

Even—

They felt that their chances of winning were extremely small, even if the commander leading the troops was a woman, after all, the army sent by the imperial court was trained by Dongfang Yunlie.

"Stand down, all of you."

"Yes, General."

After coming out of Qiao Wei's tent, everyone looked sad, and for the first time, they felt that fighting was such a distressing thing.

Only Rong Yi, after learning that the person leading the troops was Xinsu, he always had a look of expectation on his face.

"Little lady, we're going to meet again."

He picked up his glass and put it in his mouth.

"Give the order to go down and set up camp here."

"Yes, Marshal."

Outside the city of Huling, the army sent by the imperial court has already camped on the outskirts of the city, and after tonight, tomorrow, it will be the day when the two armies will fight.

On the outskirts of the city at night, it was a little cold, and Xin Su went back to the camp early, thinking that she would fight Rong Yi tomorrow, her mood couldn't help but be suppressed.

She had always felt that she was a heartless person, and that nothing bothered her, let alone someone who had nothing to do with her.

I don't know when she started to care so much about Rong Yilai.

Lying in front of the table, looking at the candlelight in front of her, the flickering candle seemed to have a hypnotic effect, she stared at it for a while, and then fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, she suddenly furrowed her brows, and her heart beat hard.

She saw herself standing outside the study, nervous and even trembling.

In the imperial study, Qiao Wei and several of his lieutenants were brought to Dongfang Yunlie, including Rong Yi.

At this time, Rong Yi lost the cynical evil spirit of the past, and was no longer the careless laziness, but knelt in front of Dongfang Yunlie, his face was covered with blood, and his hands were tied behind his back.

Come on, drag all these people out and behead them!!

This was Dongfang Yunlie's voice, and when she heard Dongfang Yunlie give such an order, she was so frightened that her whole heart rose to her throat.

"Don't ...... Don't, Your Majesty, don't ...... Rong Yi !! ”

This exclamation completely woke her up from her sleep, and the candlelight in front of her was still faint, but before she knew it, only half of it was left.

Realizing that she was dreaming, she breathed a sigh of relief, and a little cold sweat broke out on her forehead because of fear.

Outside the tent, apart from the sound of soldiers patrolling, there was already silence except for the sound of animals crawling.

After trying to calm her frantic heartbeat, she got up and prepared to go to bed to sleep, when she had just stood up when she heard a familiar voice from the corner of the tent—

"Little lady, are you awake?"