Huang Yunshu remembered that Cheng Taishan was a native of Kuanzhou, and a large family was in Kuanzhou.

Wu Jin sitting in the room is also the same as Cheng Taishan.

Escaping from Jeju, it seemed that it would not work, so he found a chair and sat down, took out a handkerchief, rubbed his eyes and nose, wiped away his tears, and muttered, "Otherwise, the soldiers will be divided into two ways, and you will go to Kwanju......

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Mo Lingfeng's eyes cold, as if he had the intention of killing the deserter, and he immediately became frightened and swallowed the rest of the words back.

Under the silence, the subordinates brought hot noodle soup, and the three people who were withdrawn from the battlefield ate around the table, and a bowl of hot soup was eaten, and their expressions were relaxed.

The subordinate cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, Mo Lingfeng walked to the clean rack, took Wu Jin's handkerchief, wiped his fingers one by one, and then threw the handkerchief into the basin: "Governor Cheng, please take a trip, pass on my military order, and gather generals in the middle hall."

Cheng Taishan hurriedly got up and walked out, and his heart was unconsciously relieved - Mo Lingfeng must have a charter to be so calm.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the nomadic Qing, Xiao Dou, Chong Tao, Chang Long, and Sheng Nan in Jeju City gathered in the middle hall of the prefect's yamen to wait for military orders.

Mo Lingfeng sat on the first seat, holding half of the copper tiger talisman in his hand, and rubbing the inscription of the tiger talisman with his fingers.

She arranged the defense of the city slowly: "Sheng Nan guards the south gate, Chang Long guards the west gate, Dou Lanhua guards the north gate, each with 500 soldiers, and the rest of the soldiers and horses are dispatched by Chong Tao to guard the east gate."

The four of them got up and bowed down.

Mo Lingfeng looked at Nomad Qing, and the tiger talisman in his hand turned around: "Nomad Qing."

Nomad Qing stood up and arched his hand: "The last will be."

Mo Lingfeng's gaze gathered into two clusters of cold light: "Tang Baichuan looked back at the state and asked the Son of Heaven for soldiers and horses, between coming and going, six days as fast as possible, ten days as slow, today is the first day of the first month of March, give you four days to go back and forth, and before the fifth son of the first month of March, the soldiers and horses of Gaopingzhai are here——"

She glanced at everyone present: "Wangzhou."

Huang Yunshu, who was sitting behind Cheng Taishan, stood up "rubbing": "Crazy-"

The words stopped abruptly in Mo Lingfeng's eyes, he sat down slowly, and said in his heart: "Crazy, these remnant soldiers, plus 10,000 soldiers and horses, dare to take Wangzhou."

Wangzhou has a deep ditch and high walls, a wharf, sufficient grain and grass, and 10,000 horses, which is not enough to even besiege the city.

Qi Chang, who was sitting in the last seat, was also full of surprise, and secretly said that Mo Lingfeng was the end of the crossbow, and he planned to break the cauldron and sink the boat, but her fight was a catastrophe for them.

He turned his head to look at He Qing standing outside the door, and hesitated to speak.

He Qing didn't dare to see Mo Lingfeng, so he only stood still outside the door, listening to Mo Lingfeng's arrogant words, his death had already flashed in front of him, his legs were weak, and he didn't fall down until he held on.

Nomad Qing stepped forward in response and went to catch the tiger talisman with both hands.

Wu Jin, who was full of sickness, suddenly got up, stepped forward quickly, and intercepted the tiger talisman in his hand: "I will go with the army, and 20,000 military horses can be brought to Jeju, and the siege weapons stored in Gaopingzhai can be used."

Huang Yunshu couldn't help but scream again: "What about Kuanju, if Jin Yu enters Kuanju, won't Jeju be attacked by the enemy?"

Mo Lingfeng glanced at him: "Huang Zhizhou's cold seems to be cured, Chong Tao, take them to the East City Gate to help."

Chong Tao responded, reached out and grabbed Huang Yunshu's arm, and pinched him out, Qi Chang was very interested, and also got up to say goodbye, He Qing had already run away when Mo Lingfeng spoke.

There was a brief silence in the house, and Wu Jin said, "I'll guard Gaoping Village."

Cheng Taishan still frowned into a Sichuan character: "I'll go with you, the Cheng family's boy, you can use it, and the gunpowder can also be brought to Jeju, just say that it is the loot captured this time, learn to make a few, and use it openly in the future."

Wu Jin shook his head: "Cities without soldiers are all empty cities, there is no difference between one more and one less, the general can rest assured, the city I defend is also unbreakable."

Mo Lingfeng nodded.

She believed that he could defend Gaopingzhai alone, just as he believed that she could take Wangzhou.

Nomad Qing quickly ordered the team, brought the war horse, Wu Jin had already changed his clothes, bandaged the wound on his arm tightly, put on a clean shirt, and because of the cold and cold, he wore a crane to protect against the cold and turned over

Launched.

Mo Lingfeng stood in front of the steps of the mansion to see him off, and the two red lanterns under the porch, the afterglow shone on Wu Jin's face, arranging his facial features into knife-like lines, but his eyebrows were very gentle.

Wu Jin looked back and smiled—he saw her standing under the lamp, dressed in treasure light, majestic and noble, with shining phoenix eyes, and the golden collar around her neck full of brilliance, just like when they met for the first time.

Thirteen years later, he crossed the gap between them and walked to her side.

He solemnly said, "Goodbye."

Mo Lingfeng's fingers trembled slightly, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, and he said in a dumb voice, "Goodbye."

Again, two words, understatement, but extremely heavy.

Taking Wangzhou is nine deaths and one life, and guarding Gao Pingzhai is also more auspicious and less auspicious.

This parting, maybe we can no longer meet, we can no longer see the plum green, the flowers are thick, once you think about it, it is full of pain.

Wu Jin turned his head, whipped his horse, and galloped out.

A group of 100 people, wearing stars and moons, rushed to Kuanzhou non-stop.

On the road that Kuan and Jizhou must pass, there are five horses tied to trees, bowing their heads to graze, Shi Yuan has a horse whip inserted in his waist, his hands are open, and his two legs stand in a figure of "eight", stopping in front of Liu Boyu, and blocking Cheng Ting behind him.

Kuanju is no different from Jeju, has become an isolated island, the price of grain in the city soared yesterday, Hou Fuzhong was loyal, unable to serve the country, forced to board the thief ship, open the warehouse to release grain, and stabilize the price of grain, until today, the city is still peaceful.

No one knows the news of Jeju, and only when the victory and defeat are cleared and the dust settles can they break free from this protracted predicament and know who is the winner.

But smart people understand that no matter who wins, there will be no peace in the country, and if Kuanzhou loses the Mo army, the Jin Lu will attack the city and plunder the land, and if the country loses Jeju, the war will continue for several years.

Cheng Ting, Shi Yuan, and Liu Boyu often wait here for Jeju's movements.

Liu Boyu stretched out his hand to block Su Mingquan's sharp knife behind him: "The fluctuation of food prices is because people are panicking, and it has nothing to do with me!"

"Phew!" Cheng Ting poked his head out from behind Shi Yuan and smacked him fiercely, "Your brain is made of tofu scum mixed with fart, you don't want anything but silver, I saw your dog come out of the rice line with two eyes!"

Liu Boyu's round face, which looked very friendly, couldn't get angry anymore: "Cheng Sanye is too domineering, my Liu family is a merchant, so I can't even enter the rice shop if it's low?"

Cheng Ting immediately nodded: "Yes! You remember the words of the third master, Kuanzhou is chaotic, take your sacrificial flag first! My dad is the opposite anyway, if it is successful, I will soar, and there are people who carry me for big things, what is it to kill you, defeat - I can't defeat!"

Liu Boyu, the grass on the wall, listened to the words of "victory or defeat", and immediately turned in a circle in his mind, determined not to offend Cheng Ting at this time, and was about to laugh a few words, revealing the matter, when suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves turning over in his ears.

He looked at the official road suddenly, and two eager lights shot out of his eyes - he had a ship and a team of leaky merchants, and he knew the situation faster than others, so he could change his backer in the fastest time and stand tall.