He Lianying seemed to be on the bar with Ning Shu. Except for snow and rain, he would always come to attack the city. He was just as punctual as he did the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics, but it was bloody.
Ning Shu wanted to swear, standing on the wall, looking at the bastard Helianying below. This battle was all money and food. Just a day's rations were terrifying figures.
I don’t know how long it can last, and Ning Shu looks at General Marshal Shen Feng’s attitude, and seems to not want to persevere, but if he doesn’t persevere, so many lives have been filled in before, so much investment was wasted. write.
Ning Shu received another letter from Li Wen, which was a separate letter to her. In the letter, Li Wen's meaning was very obvious. Although he hoped that Ning Shu could win the war, he hoped that Ning Shu would persist and be tough.
At the end, there are some caring words that look like some older brothers. As for how much this sincerity is, Ning Shu doesn't want to go into details. As an emperor, every move and every word is meaningful.
The sky was very good on this day. After a day of wind and snow, the ground was covered with thick snow. Ning Shu originally thought that walking was a bit difficult in such a bad weather today, and He Lianying would not come to attack the city.
Unexpectedly, he came to attack the city, and Danzi's face was full of anxiety and despair.
It is deep winter, but this year there is nothing to gain. Even the calm He Lianying frowned and looked very cold. He raised his head and squinted at Ning Shu who was standing next to the flag.
The bright sunshine shone on her body, and the armor emitted a cold light, so that the eyes were so dazzling that you could not even see Princess Jiahui's face.
Duan Xinghui stood beside Ning Shu. Seeing He Lianying's eyes always looking at Princess Jiahui, he felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but said to Ning Shu who was beside him: "Princess, Beimo Tartar Wolf's ambition, princess must not compromise. ."
Ning Shu couldn't help but want to take out earwax. She heard these words almost every day. It seemed that Duan Xinghui was a taciturn person, always looking like a cool guy in front of the original owner Princess Jiahui. Now he is nagging. It's really annoying personally.
He Lianying pursed her lips and looked at the pair of Bi people on the city wall, and couldn't help but shoot at Duan Xing Hui with a bow and arrow.
I don't know if the wind is a bit strong today, but the arrow that was clearly flying towards Duan Xinghui actually shot towards Ning Shu.
Ning Shu: ￥%@#*
Sure enough, staying with Mr. Nan Zhu will always be cannon fodder.
Ning Shugang wanted to escape, but her body was suddenly out of control, and her soul seemed to be ejected from her body.
Ning Shu was shocked, what's going on? Why is the body suddenly out of control.
Duan Xinghui saw Arrow rushing towards Princess Jiahui, and Princess Jiahui was still in a daze, so he didn't know how to dodge.
A huge panic surged in his heart, Duan Xinghui quickly took the knife and split the arrow, but the arrow still shot towards Ning Shu, the arrow that lost the aim, stuck on Ning Shu's shoulder.
Ning Shu snorted, and the sound of arrows piercing the flesh sounded in his ears, and then, an overwhelming pain swept through the entire brain.
It hurts me to rub.
"Ding, the counterattack mission is completed, do you leave the world?" A mechanically indifferent voice sounded in Ning Shu's consciousness.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Ning Shu just wanted to leave quickly. It hurts so much. Even if she wants to leave the world, she doesn't have to let her take an arrow.
The system pits me!
In an instant, Ning Shu's soul left Princess Jiahui's body.
Things happened so quickly, and when everyone reflected, they realized that the generals of the Dayong Dynasty had been shot.
Bei Mo Tazi all thumped their chests and cheered, their morale soared, and looked at their second prince He Lianying with admiration eyes.
And He Lianying, who was watched as a hero, held her bow and arrow tightly, trembling slightly, her face was a little pale, and her pupils were trembling. She was obviously able to avoid it, and her strength would not even be able to dodge this arrow.
And the person he wanted to shoot was not her.
He Lianying raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Mingjin retires."
This…
Now it's obviously the best time to siege the city, how can we retreat
"Second prince, right now is the time when Da Yong's morale is declining, and now the siege is much more effective, why should we retreat?" a Tarzi general asked He Lianying.
'Snapped'
He Lianying slapped the general's face with a bit of gritted teeth and said: "This prince retreats if he says to retreat."
He Lianying turned the horse's head and glanced back at the position of Princess Jiahui. There was no one now. I saw a pair of cold eyes again in a daze, high above them with contempt and cunning.
She shouldn't die so easily.
Duan Xinghui hugged Princess Jiahui to the military doctor's tent and shouted: "Help her, help her..."
Duan Xinghui waited outside the tent, wandering around anxiously. Duan Xinghui's current mood was anxious, scared and fearful, as well as a strong feeling that he didn't want her to die. He just thought that this woman who looked down on her would die. Duan Xinghui's heart followed. The pot is just so painful.
When pulling out the arrow, Princess Jiahui snorted, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at the simple tent, how could she still be alive.
She was still in the tent of Beimo Taranzi.
The pain struck, and Princess Jiahui fainted.
Princess Jiahui was okay, and everyone in the barracks was relieved, especially Shen Feng. Although there were no eyes on the battlefield, the princess of a country died, or the princess of the emperor and a mother died. The emperor won't care about much credit.
Princess Jiahui felt like a dream. She didn't know if she saw her in her previous life before she was killed by the arrow or because the current situation was a dream.
Seeing these women kneeling in front of them, their faces were solemn, and their eyes were red and bloody when they saw her.
Touching the whip in her eyes, Princess Jiahui laughed. In any case, she no longer had the tragedy in her dream, was not insulted, and did not have the pain of living in Abi hell.
She did not disappoint the emperor, she was the most noble princess of the Dayong Dynasty.
When she saw Duan Xinghui, Princess Jiahui smiled. The man she loved so much in her dream was looking at her with a worried look at this moment.
What about women, women may not be inferior to men. She is willing to fight for the emperor's brother for a lifetime without marrying. No matter how painful she is, she can be compared to being shared by many men in suffering. What she eats is pig food, and living people are not like people. Ghosts are not like ghosts, have no dignity, and live without knowing why.
Even if it looks like a dream, this dream is so real.
"Princess, are you okay?" Duan Xinghui finally stepped forward and asked, holding the princess meaningfully, and with a weird look, asking Princess Jiahui.
Princess Jiahui was stunned for a while, it seemed that Duan Xinghui's voice had not been heard for a long time.
(End of this chapter)