Lan Ling said: "I don't have evidence for many things, so I can't talk nonsense. When I have evidence, I will tell General Zhao."
Zhao Quan nodded: "Okay, I'm waiting for news from Miss Lan."
After distributing the gas masks to the Lan Family Army, Lan Ling met Wang Hu alone.
"I heard that Daxing sent 50,000 troops this time, and Da Yue and Da Xia each sent 50,000 troops to encircle and suppress Xuecheng. What are your plans?" Lan Ling asked Wang Hu.
"What does Miss Lan mean?" Wang Hu asked.
"Of course I hope you can all live." Lan Ling said.
"Our family members are all in the hands of King Ning, so we can't do without our lives." Wang Hu was helpless.
"Prince Ning doesn't trust us at all. I think they will still put me under house arrest. There won't be many chances to meet again. If the Lan family army is still bullied by them, or if you have any other ideas, go to Huo Jingyun Or Jiang Rui."
"Isn't Huo Jingyun the Generalissimo of Daxing?"
"Yes, he is my brother. He will help you. Moreover, he will find a way to save your family."
Wang Hu pondered.
"It's not to make you surrender to Daxing, you can also join Tsing Yi Hall."
"I understand." Wang Hu nodded.
"I'm leaving, take care." Lan Ling walked out.
In the evening, an assassin sneaked into Lanyuan again. This assassin was very familiar with the environment of Lanyuan, and even stunned Xiaoan and Xiaole in the outer room.
Lan Ling was holding the Qiushui sword in his hand, seeing the figure and skill of this person, he put down the sword.
Lan Ling watched the assassin take off his mask calmly.
"It's really you." Lan Ling said softly.
The assassin is Wen Heng.
"What are you doing here?" Lan Ling asked.
Wen Heng said softly: "I think you must have the military defense map of Xuecheng. After I left, the layout of this city should have changed a long time ago."
"How did you know I would have it?"
"Ling Chen's spies will report on your life here every day. I don't think Ling Feng is really keeping you in check. With your intelligence, you will definitely make a layout plan." Wen Heng said.
"You really understand me." Lan Ling was thinking about how to hand over the drawings to Ling Chen these days. She searched for a few days, but she couldn't find the secret guard monitoring Xuecheng.
"It's fine if I give you the map, you probably won't harm him." Lan Ling took out the map and gave it to Wen Heng.
Wen Heng looked at the map, raised his head and asked, "Don't you hate me for taking credit for your achievements?"
Lan Ling smiled, "Of course you wouldn't say that I gave you the map. I just want Ling Chen to pay the least price to win this war, other things are not important."
Wen Heng sneered and turned to leave, but he stopped and asked, "Why did you do this?"
Lan Ling smiled: "Since you came to me, you must know that I will do this, why ask, don't worry, I have no conspiracy. But people like you won't understand."
Wen Heng turned and left.
Wen Heng took Lan Ling's map to a hidden house, drew a new one based on the map, and replaced it with her handwriting.
She went to Dayue Kingdom overnight, and when she was about to reach the White Mansion, she took out a dagger and stabbed herself twice in the back and left arm, blood was dripping immediately.
At dawn, a guard found Wen Heng lying in a pool of blood at the gate not far from the White Mansion.
She was carried into the room by the guards, and the emperor and the imperial doctor arrived soon.
Wen Heng struggled to take out the blood-soaked blueprint from his arms, shivering and handed it to the emperor...
Ling Chen looked at the map in his hand with a solemn expression.
He looked at her pale face and couldn't help but hold her hand.
Wen Heng smiled like a child: "Ah Chen, this world is too cold, don't leave me behind, I just want to stay by your side..."
Ling Chen finally nodded.
So there is no absolute right or wrong in the world. Ninety moments are one thought, the difference between one thought, one thought to the left, and one thought to the right, but the ending is not the same.
Changes are always faster than planned. People's hearts are often invisible to themselves. Love and hate are different from person to person.
Therefore, there is no eternity, only peace of mind.
The tenth day of August. Everything is wrong. Going in and out of Xuanyuan, everything will be entangled, mutual life is not beautiful, mutual restraint is even more worrying, and long-distance travel is not good, all of which are unfulfilling.
This is not a good day, but this day has a special meaning to Lan Ling. On this day two years ago, she was reborn and met Ling Chen and Ling Feng at the same time.
Today, Daxing began to attack Syracuse.
Early in the morning, Lan Yuan was guarded layer by layer, and Lan Ling stood in the yard fully armed. A gust of autumn wind rolled up, bringing a big smell of blood and a strange smell of burnt corpses from a distance.
Lan Ling smelled this smell, and couldn't help gushing acid water, and she began to vomit.
Lan Ling returned to the room, closed the door, and still couldn't stop vomiting.
It is said that Ling Chen personally led an army of 150,000 to attack Xuecheng.
There used to be 70,000 troops in Xuecheng, but later Ling Feng brought in another 50,000 troops.
Syracuse is heavily defended and seems to have no flaws.
However, one morning, Syracuse became a sea of flames.
Lan Ling sat in the room with her eyes closed, and she would not open the door no matter who called her.
Fate always likes to play tricks on people. She is pregnant.
She couldn't stop throwing up just now, and she hasn't had any appetite for the past few days, and this month's monthly letter hasn't come, she thought it was because of her mood. It turned out to be pregnant.
He was delighted, uneasy, and he must never let Ling Feng know that the child would become even more a bargaining chip for him to blackmail Ling Chen.
However, he couldn't let Ling Chen know. If Ling Chen knew, he would never let him go.
What should I do to you, child? Lan Ling's hand was gently placed on his abdomen, with mixed feelings of sorrow and joy.
The rockets that flew in from outside the city were all tied with explosive bombs, and too many businesses and residential buildings were reduced to ashes in the fire.
Ling Chen seemed to want to start a killing spree, he had never done this in previous wars.
He seems to be ruthless, but he is actually sympathetic to the common people, and he is also a person in control of the overall situation. He is shrewd and will always use the lowest price to obtain the greatest benefit.
But for the battle of Syracuse, he didn't seem to have calculated the cost.
In the confusion of the people, someone set fire to the granary in Syracuse City. The granary in Syracuse City was the most secret place, but the location was found so accurately, Ling Feng couldn't help frowning.
He had to admit that in terms of fighting and strategy, he was indeed inferior to Ling Chen.
If the soldiers knew that the granary was burned, their hearts would be shaken very quickly. If there was no food, if Ling Chen besieged Xuecheng, Xuecheng would not last long.
A large number of burned houses also caused many people to be homeless. From time to time, people took advantage of the chaos to rob, and the law and order was chaotic.
Yue Guang has sent special personnel to deal with these chaos.
Syracuse, this beautiful town, has almost turned into a sea of flames. Except Snow Palace.
The war continued into the night, and the shouts and killings were loud. Ling Chen did not attack.
This ancient city has its own power.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. A large number of wounded and sick are lying on the street. At night, it rained heavily, and many corpses that were too late to be carried away were soaked in the sewage.
Xuegong also released a large number of wounded, Lan Ling held back the nausea that surged up, and started to treat them.
It was not until midnight that the wounded in the yard were dealt with.
On the gray morning of the second day, Lan Ling was awakened by the sound of a horn.
Lan Ling was taken to the hall by Ah Fu.
Ling Feng stood there in silver armor. He took a water-blue soft cloak from the handmaid next to him and put it on Lan Ling: "Ling'er, stay by my side, you may fight Ling Chen to the death today!"
Lan Ling looked at him: "Ling Feng, why are you so stubborn? I only have Ling Chen in my heart, and I will only harm you by my side!"
Ling Feng chuckled: "As long as you are by my side, Ling Chen can't win!"
He hugged her tightly and walked towards the city tower, Lan Ling saw Daxing's military flag waving in the distance, countless soldiers in black armor riding on horseback, Lan Ling looked for Ling Chen.
In the middle of the cavalry, between the two silver-robed generals, the one in black armor was Ling Chen.
The silver-robed generals beside him are Huo Jingyun and Bai Shaoting.
She also saw Tian Ming and Gu Fan, and of course, Wen Heng, who was wearing red armor.
They were far away, and she couldn't see their appearance clearly at all, but she knew his figure even in ashes.
Ling Feng adjusted Lan Ling's cloak and hat, and walked forward with her in his arms.
"Ling Feng, you should know that it's impossible for me and you, it's naive of you to do this."
Ling Feng smiled and said to her: "Do you really think it's a legend that a man becomes a beauty when he gets angry? No. Men are very possessive. Even if he doesn't love you, he won't allow you to be with me. And I , I really like to see Ling Chen angry."
He had already seen Ling Chen, even though it was a misty morning.
With a smile on his face, he looked into the distance, as if he could see the sparkle in the man's eyes, like a sharp sword being roasted in a furnace.