"Master—"
Li Yun looked in the direction of the voice in surprise, only to see Jiang Pengji wearing plain white pajamas, with a large plain and elegant cloak draped over his shoulders. The eyebrows and eyes are much softer than the daytime, the black hair shawls, and the bedclothes are dyed with sticky red blood, faintly smelling of a glamorous Rakshasa.
He held a black scabbard in his left hand, and in his right hand a long sword with a narrow and straight blade, shiny like white snow, and the blade was still dripping with blood.
There is a little blood flowing in the light cloud pattern on the blade, which makes people breathe unnecessarily.
Li Yun just called out Jiang Pengji's identity, and immediately cursed badly.
as predicted-
Xie Ze disregarded his injuries and swiftly stabbed Jiang Pengji with a gun.
The silver-white gun body drew a dazzling light in the air.
Xie Ze has excellent spear skills, and used his skill to bounce off several soldiers who were blocking Jiang Pengji, and the spear head hit her between the eyebrows. Li Yun followed closely, but Xie was so explosive that he completely sacrificed his life. Even if he was stabbed, he couldn't stop him.
Everything happened between lightning and flint, and it was too fast for others to react.
Jiang Pengji was not in a hurry, and her calm eyes did not stir up any waves.
She flipped the long knife over, took Xie Ze's all-out blow with the scabbard, turned around and volleyed, and stepped on the spear head with her long legs.
With force under his feet, Xie Ze only felt an unshakable force hit the gun body, forcing him to fall forward.
"Hanmei, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
Jiang Pengji snorted lightly, but there was no relaxation under her feet.
Because of the posture of holding the gun and falling to the ground, most of Xie Ze's arm was pressed under the gun, and Jiang Pengji stepped on the gun body again, and he was suppressed to the point of being unable to move. Of course, the people around him didn't give him a chance to fight back. In the blink of an eye, several long knives were placed around his neck—
Li Yun was so frightened by the battle just now that his face turned pale, and he quickly put away his gun and pleaded guilty.
"I don't blame you - get up! It's better to kill a few more enemies than to plead guilty here, and make it worth it."
Jiang Pengji lowered her head and glanced at Xie Ze who looked like a bloody man, and there seemed to be a touch of blood flashing in his eyes.
But her expression was so calm that no one could read her thoughts.
Ordinary people can't read it, but Wei Ci can.
He rushed over panting, and when he arrived, the soldiers had already tied Xie Ze's hands behind his back and grabbed him.
"Master—"
Not only was she running too fast or something, Wei Ci's cheeks were very red and red, and her ears were full of blood, so red they were clear.
"It's so chaotic outside, what are you doing when you're not in the tent and waiting to run out?"
Jiang Pengji swiped and retracted the Long Sword of God Zhanshen from its scabbard, and looked at Wei Ci disapprovingly.
The enemy attacked the camp, the situation was chaotic, and even she could not guarantee Wei Ci's safety 100%.
Wei Ci said, "The lord is in danger, how could Ci be shy?"
"Turtle?" Jiang Pengji remembered something, and chuckled lightly, "It's righteous and dignified to say it now."
Wei Ci showed a shy expression.
Before anyone else could react, Jiang Pengji said to the soldier, "Be optimistic about this man, don't let him die."
Li Yun said, "Here!"
The person who left, Li Yun suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the clothes of his lord and Wei Ci.
well-
Why does the cloak draped over the shoulders of the lord match the clothes on Zi Xiao's body
one set of
This thought disappeared in a flash, and the surrounding war drew his attention back, and Li Yun did not continue to struggle with it.
The night attack was huge, and it did bring a lot of losses to Jiang Pengji, but it was not broken.
More than an hour passed, and the enemy soldiers were dead, wounded, wounded, and captured. Jiang Pengji sat in the makeshift main tent and listened to the post-war report. She had changed the blood-stained cloak long ago, and everyone present was human. If she was wearing the cloak just now, everyone would know that their master shamelessly went to attack Wei Ci at night and failed. As the protagonist, she can't go to see people in pajamas.
To tell the truth, if it wasn't for Han Yu's night attack, maybe Wei Ci would have already been done by her by now.
Jiang Pengji's mood was always shrouded in clouds, and the atmosphere in the tent was depressing and heavy.
"Where did these sneak attack soldiers come from?"
Jiang Nongqin didn't have a night patrol today, so she took a break early.
The enemy suddenly attacked at night, and before she had time to wear the armor, she picked up a weapon to kill the enemy, and her eyes were red in the melee.
"This is a game that Han Yu prepared early in the morning. I'm afraid he started planning as soon as he entered the mountain barn city." Yang Si said, "Si sent people to torture the prisoners, and the conclusion they came to confirms this speculation. Han Yu ordered the elite to pretend to be deserters. Use this to avoid the eyes and ears of the scouts and reduce the vigilance of our army."
With the stalemate between the two armies, deserters gradually increased from the original three or two kittens, not too few but not too many, all within the budget of Yang Si and others. Because of this, everyone did not immediately turn their suspicious eyes to the deserters—
"Sneak attack on the main camp of the Chinese army - the plan is quite beautiful!" If the lord was not at the camp and possessed super-strong martial arts, Han Yu might have succeeded in this attack, Jiang Nongqin snorted coldly, and said slyly, "If the lord has Three long and two short, I must kill that Han thief with my own hands!"
Yang Si shuddered when she heard her voice with ice slag.
He didn't dare to doubt the authenticity of Jiang Nongqin's words.
Jiang Pengji sat on the head and said, "It's also a good thing that Han Yu is taking a risk, because he has already shown his last bargaining chip."
There were tens of thousands of ambushes attacking the battalion tonight, and all the elites came out, which meant that the guards inside Shan Weng City were very empty.
"The generals rest for a while." Jiang Pengji sneered, "When the light of the sky breaks, break the city!"
Everyone said, "Here!"
There was still more than an hour before dawn, and Jiang Pengji asked them to go back to sleep, so that they could raise their spirits and then fight in Shan Wengcheng.
But these people have just experienced a melee, one by one seems to have been beaten by chicken blood, how can they still sleep
During the night attack, the newcomer Bai Ning showed the demeanor of a veteran. If he hadn't reacted in time and organized a defensive counterattack, the casualties of our army would have been even greater. This made others more sure of Wei Ci's shovel - if it was really a shovel, all the talents were dug up.
"Fang Cai-Is the lord wearing your clothes?"
Bai Ning leaned over to Wei Ci and asked in a low voice.
Wei Ci stumbled under his feet and almost fell out of the ground.
He resolutely denied it, "You're blind, you're wrong."
Bai Ning pouted and clicked his tongue in disgust.
He is not the only discerning person, and no one else raised any objection. It can be seen that the person around him really has an affair with his master.
Bai Ning said meaningfully, "You have to work hard—"
Although he is a new member, the age of the protagonist is similar to that of his daughter. Park Ning can't help but take the role of the old father, secretly worrying about the next generation of the protagonist. Of the princes in the world, which one is still desolate at this age? Without the young master, they felt uneasy in their hearts.
Wei Ci: "..."
The army is ready to go, waiting for the first ray of sunshine to come.
The atmosphere in Shan Weng City was so dignified that water dripped, and Han Yu stayed up all night with his eyes open.
Standing at the top of the wall and seeing the enemy camp burning from a distance, his heart was in his throat.
Did it work
Or failed
Han Yu was suffering and tumbling in his heart, like a piece of fresh meat tumbling in a frying pan.
Until dawn broke, and the enemy troops lined up neatly around Shan Weng City, he knew that the situation was over!