The torches that had been burning all night were extinguished one after another, and the Dingbei Army camp was filled with gray smoke. Inside the tent, Huo Zhao opened his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows.
He took a nap for half an hour, and woke up unconsciously at dawn. The horn was blowing outside, first it was rustling, and then there was a vigorous movement. The soldiers of the whole army were in a state of preparation for battle, and their morale was very high.
After a while, Huo Jinghai came in, wrapped in gold armor, with a blue scarf wrapped around his arms, and looked ready for everything. He reported: "Father, the city is ready, and the troops will be dispatched at the moment of You today."
Huo Zhao said "hmm": "All the spies came out of the cave and ambush towards the Turkic camp."
Huo Jinghai hesitated a little. If that was the case, the enemy army must have noticed it, but then he realized: "It was intentional for the barbarians to find out, thinking that our army was panicked and unprepared, and then relaxed their vigilance."
Huo Zhao said, "Let's make arrangements."
After the people left, Huo Zhao sat alone for a while, leaned over and looked out of the tent, and saw that the sky was cloudy and it was not a good day. He smiled to himself, fighting fiercely, bleeding to death, of course it was not a good day.
I don't know what happened to the Nizi in the mansion.
In Jiao Garden, there is a layer of fallen leaves on the bricks and stones, no one has cleaned it for a long time, and there is no servant to serve in the building, only Du Zheng is standing in the corridor on the fourth floor.
He leaned against the door and said, "The housekeeper ordered you to stay in your own room today."
There was the sound of water in the room, Rong Luoyun went out of the bath to change clothes, and said: "Madam's main garden has to serve as usual."
Du Zheng said: "Naturally, but there are only two or three people left." He was timid, shrugging his shoulders and asked, "Second Palace Mistress, the war has never affected the mansion before, this time it is so frightening."
Creaking, Rong Luoyun opened the door and showed up with wet hair, and she had just changed into a coat. Some words are inconvenient to say, so he can only divert them: "Where are you eating?"
Du Zheng picked up the food box on the side, entered the room, and saw Huo Linfeng lying on the bed safely. "It's really rare, the young master is still sleeping late at this time." He muttered and brought out the simmering soup, "Second Palace Mistress, you can eat first."
Rong Luoyun put on two layers of outer robes, sealed his waist, and his waist seemed to be thinner, and a ponytail was tied high, making him energetic and neat. Du Zheng sized it up and said, "It's still so pleasing to the eye, wearing a bunt uniform looks like a different person."
"Oh?" Rong Luoyun asked, "Doesn't it look good in those clothes?"
Du Zheng replied: "No, it's just that I'm not like the Jianghu people, so I'm not as happy and unrestrained as this."
Rong Luoyun waved his wide sleeves and walked to the table, people from the Jianghu, how many people from the Jianghu are chivalrous and righteous, but now there are people from the Jianghu who are helping the evildoers. He picked up a bowl of beef soup, blew on it, and said: "I am from Jianghu, today I want to rectify the customs of Jianghu."
It was a little cooler, Rong Luoyun walked back to the bed, and fed Huo Linfeng spoonful by spoonful. There will be war at dusk, helplessness and sorrow should be thrown away last night, and only a hot ambition will be left when the flames of war are ignited.
After feeding the bowl, two figures passed by in the corridor. When they looked up, they saw the butler appearing at the door with one person. Rong Luoyun looked up and said in surprise, "Zhang Weiren?!"
The housekeeper and Du Zheng closed the door and left the house, Zhang Weiren clasped his fists and replied, "Second Palace Master, we meet again." He glanced at Huo Linfeng on the bed, his face was calm, obviously he knew Huo Zhao's arrangement in advance.
Rong Luoyun asked: "How is your injury? When did you come back? Have you encountered any trouble along the way?"
Like a cannonball, he kept his tone light when he asked, he couldn't help thinking that Huo Zhao knew that he was cooperating with the third prince, and also knew that Chen Ruoyin sent people to Xiganling in advance, all these must have been brought back by Zhang Weiren information.
Then... Rong Luoyun asked: "Are you also responsible for the affairs in the city?"
Zhang Weiren said: "I led people to investigate, but now we have to wait for the young master to control the overall situation and send troops to arrest." He took out something from his arms and presented it with a silk map. Hiding, Zhu Biaochu is the place to hide, and there are many others who can only wait for the war to force them to show up."
The population and land of such a huge city are almost three times that of Xiganling. At this moment, it is estimated that it cannot be concealed. Rong Luoyun pondered and said: "The family soldiers are dispatched, if someone sees the clue, will they contact Manzi?"
Zhang Weiren said: "The gates of the city and all the checkpoints have been sealed off, there is no entry and no exit, even if someone flies out like a bird, they will do it at dusk, the barbarians know that there is no time to prepare."
Rong Luoyun nodded in reassurance, his gaze flicked past Huo Linfeng, and he stayed there, unwilling to let go. He reached for the quilt, gently held Huo Linfeng's slightly curled palm, and said, "Did you come here to tell me something?"
Huo Linfeng's subordinates were either preparing for battle in the barracks or on duty in the city. Right now, Rong Luoyun was the only one close by. Zhang Weiren replied: "Palace Master, at the moment of the unitary hour, the south of the city is the first to send troops, and then the market where Xiaochun Terrace is located."
The distance between these two places is very far, and only by surprise can the other party be caught off guard. Rong Luoyun took notes one by one and said: "When the general wakes up, I will tell you immediately, and you can tell the soldiers to act according to plan."
Zhang Weiren resigned and left, the door was closed, and there was only silence in the room. Rong Luoyun leaned over Huo Linfeng's chest, closed his eyes, thinking about the blue lake and the desert, and secretly thinking about the formation that Huo Linfeng had entrusted to him.
At this time in Saibei City, every household closed their doors, shops closed early, and there were no vendors in the streets and alleys. This desolate and chilling scene, against the gray sky, is unavoidably heavy.
The time slipped by little by little, noon, afternoon, my heart became tighter and tighter.
At the last moment of Shen Shi, Rong Luoyun sat up and shouted, "Du Zheng!"
Du Zheng rushed over in a hurry, Rong Luoyun ordered: "Prepare the horse for the general, and please come over by the way." As soon as he finished speaking, someone called from outside, but Mrs. Bai had already arrived.
The husband and the eldest son are going to the battlefield, and the second son is about to send troops. The Bai family should be the one who worries the most. Rong Luoyun got up to greet her, and said comfortingly: "Madam, Linfeng will surely win the battle, don't worry too much."
Bai smiled lovingly: "I've seen this kind of scene a lot, I'm not afraid."
Rong Luoyun was surprised, as expected of a general's female family member, he underestimated her. The armor, the Cassia sword, everything is ready, at this moment, he accompanied Mrs. Bai by the bed and waited.
In the time of words, the guards came to report, and the south of the city officially sent troops.
The outside will soon become chaotic, like a spark on the plain, once ignited into a line, chasing the momentum along the wind. Suddenly, Huo Linfeng frowned slightly, and flicked his index finger.
Rong Luoyun called out: "Linfeng, Linfeng?"
He twisted the wet veil to clean Huo Linfeng's face, and touched the wet and cool skin, Huo Linfeng was so stimulated that he opened his eyes. "Linfeng?" Rong Luoyun called again, "What do you think?"
Huo Linfeng was a bit out of line, sat up and saw Bai's expression of concern. "Mother, Xiao Rong..." Suddenly remembered something, "Where's my father?!"
Rong Luoyun said: "Marquis Dingbei will be in command in your place, and he went to the barracks last night." He pressed Huo Linfeng's shoulder, as if to comfort him, but also as if to coax him, "The troops sent to the south of the city to strangle the rebels are waiting for you to go over. Listen to your father's arrangement."
Huo Linfeng was stunned for a moment, even though there was a thousand remorse in his heart, and a lot of unwillingness, the matter had come to this point and he could only obey resolutely. He got up and got out of bed, put on his armor and Cassia sword, then stood still and looked at Rong Luoyun and Bai Shi.
Bai understood that the more her relatives talked, the more people would miss her, so she told her concisely: "Go, be careful."
Rong Luoyun's thin lips moved slightly. He had experienced a lot of fighting and killing, but he had never seen such a fierce battle. The words were stuck in his throat, he couldn't pick out which one to say first, he just looked at the other party silently.
Huo Linfeng called him: "I'm leaving?"
Rong Luoyun suddenly panicked, and took steps to follow: "I'll accompany you, let's go!"
Huo Linfeng seemed to agree, turned around and walked out. As soon as he went out, he grabbed Rong Luoyun's wrist. They were very close, the corners of their robes were stroking their armor, and the tips of their ponytails were tangling. After walking out of Jiao Garden, the housekeeper and a group of guards waited outside.
Huo Linfeng ordered: "Go through the south door, and then all the doors in the mansion will be locked, and no one is allowed to go out."
After looking around, he asked again: "How many soldiers are left in the mansion?"
The butler replied, "Master, it's less than half of the usual amount."
There were serious casualties before, and the military strength was already very tight. The family soldiers who guarded the house could only put the people in the city first. However, in order to disturb Huo Linfeng, the enemy would definitely take the opportunity to come to the mansion to do evil.
Suddenly, his palm was empty, and the wrist that Huo Linfeng was holding was pulled away.
He turned his face to look, and Rong Luoyun said seriously: "I won't accompany you anymore, I'll stay." He took a step forward, suppressing the warmth he knew each other in a low voice, "Leave the house to me, don't worry."
Huo Linfeng stared at Rong Luoyun with deep eyes.
After a while, he turned around and walked out, striding away.
All the gates of Dingbeihou's Mansion were closed, and the courtyards and pavilions suddenly fell into silence. The women were hiding in remote courtyards, and the soldiers, guards, and servants wandered around the mansion.
In the north room of the main garden, the aroma of snow needle tea wafted out, and Bai called softly through the curtain: "Son, come in and have a seat."
Rong Luoyun heard the sound and entered the room, looked around, and saw boiling water and tea on the table, Bai Shi sitting beside the embroidery frame, with a gentle and calm smile on his face. He asked: "Ma'am, are you not afraid at all?"
Bai Shi gritted out a strand of thread: "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid." He took off the ring and jade bracelet, and threaded the needle with both hands, "I'm afraid that you might make a mistake, how can I explain to Lord Hou and Linfeng?"
Rong Luoyun couldn't help laughing: "Ma'am, you're worrying too much." He walked closer, stood beside the embroidery frame and concentrated, "...my mother is very good at embroidering, and all the young clothes were embroidered by her own hands."
Bai's next stitch: "Our Huo family owes you." She raised her face and asked, "Saibei Tianhan, if you don't mind, how about I embroider a cotton bag to warm your hands?"
The younger generation looked down at the elders, it was against the rules, Rong Luoyun knelt down and picked up the embroidery frame, eagerly wanting it, but he was too embarrassed to agree. Bai's family is clear, so he simply took a step forward: "What trick do you like?"
Rong Luoyun blurted out: "Ginkgo tree."
Bai's expression moved slightly: "Linfeng wears a handkerchief every day, and it is also embroidered with ginkgo trees."
Rong Luoyun hesitated and said: "The ginkgo tree...it's beautiful." Feeling guilty, he reached out to touch the silver needles in the box, "There are so many kinds, so embroidery is so troublesome."
Just as she was speaking, the pinna moved slightly, and Rong Luoyun stood up abruptly. He was always decisive, so he took a silver needle and pinned it to his waist, saying: "Madam, you embroider slowly, don't worry about the outside."
Bai Shi knew it well and nodded.
Rong Luoyun raised his sword and walked to the door, paused: "Ma'am, embroider a big tiger for me." He lifted the curtain and was about to come out, "I want a tiger as well to be a good match for Huo's tiger and wolf soldiers."
After crossing the threshold, the two carved door panels were closed tightly behind him, and Rong Luoyun stood under the eaves with his sword in his arms, with a peaceful expression as if waiting for the wind to come.
The city was already like a whirlpool, the sound of fighting filled the streets and alleys, and more and more bandits showed up to fight for their lives.
The west door was knocked open first, and gradually, figures fell from the roof and eaves, and visitors flocked to this courtyard like a tide. With a sound of swipe, Rong Luoyun drew his sword out of its sheath, stepped up the pillar, and cut down the first person who came rushing.
Seeing that he was the only one, dozens of thieves rushed from the square courtyard, each armed with different weapons, all of them were gangsters. Rong Luoyun walks over the walls and flies over the eaves, hovering in it lightly like flying catkins, unable to grasp or touch, just like the mortal world's leisurely excursion.
I don't know who uttered a scream first, one after another, the voices followed each other endlessly.
Rong Luoyun turned around and landed, with a silver needle between his fingers, and a drop of blood dangled from the tip of the needle. Some had their eyes pierced, some had their eardrums pierced, and some had their necks pierced and lost their breath.
"The mob." Rong Luoyun said, "Since you come from the rivers and lakes, can there be any masters to make moves?"
A group of people were furious, those who were injured, and those who were newly arrived all rushed forward. Rong Luoyun's thin lips were tightly pressed, and he raised his sword to kill. The beheaded corpse fell to his feet, and the river of blood reflected the red clouds in the sky, as if the sky and the earth melted into one.
As soon as the cloud splitting skill came out, the silver light cut off the red blood, and there was no one left in the courtyard.
Rong Luoyun twitched his eyes slightly, looked straight at the eaves of the four sides, and said, "You guys come down, or should I go up?"
Where was he discussing, before he could finish speaking, he jumped up and flew in front of the crowd in the blink of an eye. The long sword faltered for half a move, his murderous intentions arose, and he struck out a palm that smashed the sky and the earth with his backhand.
The moves were as violent as thunder, piercing five or six hearts and crushing seven or eight heads. The wet blood flowed down the red tiles, and corpses rolled down from the eaves.
No one dared to approach them anymore, they ran away in panic, leaving only the lingering thick blood.
Rong Luoyun swept back under the eaves, put the sword back into its sheath.
In the room, Bai asked tremblingly, "Son, are you injured?"
Rong Luoyun looked at the weeping blood and the setting sun: "Don't worry, madam, everything is fine."