The torches that burned all night went out one after another, and the Dingbei army camp was filled with gray smoke. Inside the tent, Huo Zhao opened his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

He took a nap for half an hour and woke up unconsciously at dawn. The trumpets were being blown outside, first rustling, and then a vigorous movement. The whole army was in a state of preparation, and the morale was very high.

After a while, Huo Jinghai came in, wrapped in golden armor, with a blue scarf wrapped around his arms, as if he was ready for everything. He reported: "Father, the city is ready, and troops will be launched immediately today."

Huo Zhao said "um": "All the scouts came out and lurked towards the Turkic camp."

Huo Jinghai hesitated a little. If he said that, the enemy must have noticed it, but then he understood: "It was intentional for the barbarians to find out, thinking that our army was in a hurry and was not prepared enough, so they relaxed their vigilance."

Huo Zhao said, "Let's make arrangements."

After waiting for the others to leave, Huo Zhao sat alone for a long time, leaned over and glanced outside the tent, and saw that the sky was overcast, it was not a good day. He smiled to himself, fighting fiercely and dying of blood, of course, it was not a good day.

I don't know what happened to the man...

In the Pride Garden, there were fallen leaves floating on the bricks and stones, and no one was cleaning them.

He spoke against the door: "The housekeeper told me to stay in their own rooms today."

There was the sound of water in the room, Rong Luoyun came out of the bath and changed his clothes, and said, "The madam's main garden must be served as usual."

Du Zheng said, "That's natural, but there are only two or three people left." He was timid, shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Second Palace Master, the war has never affected the mansion before, this time is really scary."

Crunch, Rong Luoyun opened the door and showed his face, his hair was wet, and he had just put on his middle clothes. Some words were inconvenient to say, so he could only digress: "What about food?"

Du Zheng picked up the food box beside him, entered the room, and saw Huo Linfeng lying on the bed peacefully. "It's rare, the young master is still sleeping late at this time." With a grunt, he brought out the simmered soup, "Second Palace Lord, you should eat it first."

Rong Luoyun put on two layers of outer robes and tied his waist tightly. The waist seemed to be reduced a little, and then tied a high ponytail, the whole person was energetic and neat. Du Zheng looked at it and said, "It's still so pleasing to the eye, wearing a bunt uniform is like a different person."

"Oh?" Rong Luoyun asked, "Don't you look good in those?"

Du Zheng replied: "No, it's just not like Jianghu people, it's not as happy and unrestrained as this."

Rong Luoyun walked to the table with his broad sleeves dangling. Jianghu people, how many Jianghu people are chivalrous and righteous, but now there are Jianghu people who help Zhou and abuse him. He picked up a bowl of beef soup, blew it, and said, "I am a Jianghu person, and today I have to correct the atmosphere of Jianghu."

After blowing it a little cooler, Rong Luoyun walked back to the bed and fed Huo Linfeng spoonfuls by spoonfuls. There will be a war at sunset. The helplessness and grief should be thrown away from last night. When the war ignites, there will only be a burning ambition.

After feeding the bowl, two figures in the corridor passed by, and when they looked up, they saw the housekeeper 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 went out of 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 knowing Huo Zhao's arrangements in advance.

Rong Luoyun asked, "How is your injury? When did you come back? Did you encounter trouble along the way?"

It was like a cannonball, but he kept his tone soft when he asked. He couldn't help recalling that Huo Zhao knew that he was cooperating with the third prince, and that Chen Ruoyin had sent people to Xiganling in advance. All these must have been brought back by Zhang Weiren. information.

Then... Rong Luoyun asked: "You are also responsible for the affairs in the city?"

Zhang Weiren said: "I led people to investigate, but now I'm in control of the overall situation and dispatching troops to capture it has to wait for the little Marquis to call the shots." He took out an item from his arms and presented it, a map on silk, "Jianghu people disguised Hidden, Zhu Biao is definitely a place to hide, and there are many others that can only be forced to show up after the war."

This huge city has almost three times the population and land of Xiganling. At this moment, it is estimated that it is impossible to hide it. Rong Luoyun pondered: "The family soldiers have been dispatched. If anyone sees the clue, will they contact the barbarian?"

Zhang Weiren said: "The city gates and various checkpoints have been blocked, and there is no entry or exit. Even if someone flies out like a bird and starts at dusk, the barbarians know that they have no time to prepare."

Rong Luoyun nodded reassuringly, his eyes swept over Huo Linfeng, and he stayed on his body and was reluctant to leave. He probed into the quilt, gently held Huo Linfeng's slightly curled palm, and said, "Do you have something to explain to me this time?"

Huo Linfeng's subordinates were either preparing for the battle in the military camp or on duty in the city. In front of him, only Rong Luoyun was close. Zhang Weiren replied: "Palace Master, at the moment of You Shi, Chengnan was the first to send troops, followed by the market where Xiaochuntai is located."

The distance between these two places is very far away, and it is only by surprise that the other party can be caught off guard. Rong Luoyun wrote them down one by one and said, "When the general wakes up, I will tell you immediately.

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 and closed his eyes, thinking about the blue lake and the desert, and secretly thinking about the formation that Huo Linfeng entrusted to him.

At this time in Saibei City, every household closed their doors, shops closed early, and there were no vendors selling in the streets. This desolate and chilling scene, against the gray sky, can't help but feel heavy.

The hours passed little by little, noon and noon, and 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, and Rong Luoyun instructed: "Prepare a horse for the general, and ask your wife to come over by the way." As soon as he finished speaking, someone called outside, and it was actually the Bai Shi who had already arrived.

The husband and the eldest son rushed to the battlefield, and the second son was about to send troops. Bai Shi should be the one who was most worried. Rong Luoyun stood up to greet him and comforted him: "Madam, Linfeng will definitely win the battle, don't worry too much."

Bai Shi smiled lovingly: "I've seen such scenes a lot, I'm not afraid."

Rong Luoyun was surprised, as expected of a general's daughter-in-law, he underestimated the other party. Armor, cassia sword, everything is ready, in this scene, he accompanied Bai to wait in front of the bed.

In the time of words, the guards came to report, and Chengnan officially dispatched troops.

The outside will soon be chaotic, like a spark on the original, as soon as it is lit, it will form 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 handkerchief to clean Huo Linfeng's face, and as soon as he touched the skin and flesh, Huo Linfeng was stimulated to open his eyes. "Linfeng?" Rong Luoyun called again, "What do you think?"

Huo Linfeng was a little broken, sat up and saw Bai Shi's concerned expression. "Mother, Xiaorong..." I suddenly remembered something, "Where is my father?!"

Rong Luoyun said, "The Marquis of Dingbei took command instead of you, and went to the military camp last night." He pressed Huo Linfeng's shoulder, as if comforting and coaxing, "The south of the city sent troops to kill the thieves, waiting for you to pass by. Listen to your father's arrangement."

Huo Linfeng was stunned for a moment, even though there were thousands of regrets and unwillingness in his chest, he could only resolutely obey. He got up and got out of bed, wearing armor and a Cascade sword, then stood still and looked at Rong Luoyun and Bai Shi.

Bai Shi understood that the more relatives said, the more they would be remembered. She instructed succinctly: "Go, be careful."

Rong Luoyun's thin lips moved slightly, and he had experienced a lot of fighting, but he had never seen such a fierce battle. Words stuck in his throat, unable to pick which one to say first, he just stared at each other silently.

Huo Linfeng called him: "I'm leaving?"

Rong Luoyun was suddenly flustered and took steps to follow: "I'll accompany you, go!"

Huo Linfeng seemed to agree, turned around and walked out, grabbing Rong Luoyun's wrist as soon as he went out. They were very close, the corners of the robes caressed the armor, and the tip of the ponytail swayed and entangled. After leaving the Jiao Garden, the butler and a team of guards waited outside.

Huo Linfeng ordered: "Go through the south gate. After that, all the gates in the house are locked, and no one is allowed to go out."

After looking around, he asked again, "How many soldiers are left in the mansion?"

The housekeeper replied: "Master, it's less than half of the usual."

The casualties were serious before, and the troops were already very tight. However, in order to disturb Huo Linfeng, the enemy will definitely take the opportunity to come to the house to do evil.

Suddenly, his palm was empty, and Huo Linfeng's wrist was taken away.

He turned his face to look, Rong Luoyun said sternly: "I won't accompany you anymore, I'll stay." He stepped forward and suppressed the warmth they knew each other in a low voice, "Leave it to me in the house, you can rest assured."

Huo Linfeng stared at Rong Luoyun with deep eyes.

After a moment, he turned and walked out, striding away.

The gates of the Dingbeihou Mansion were closed, and the courtyard and pavilion fell into silence. The women were all hiding in the remote courtyards, and the family guards, guards, and servants were patrolling the house.

In the north house of the main garden, the aroma of snow needle tea wafted out, and Bai Shi whispered through the curtain: "Child, come in and sit down."

Rong Luoyun heard the sound and entered the room, looked around, and saw that the table was boiling water and making tea, and Mrs. Bai was sitting beside the embroidery frame with a gentle and calm smile on his face. He asked, "Madam, are you not afraid at all?"

Bai Shi's grate sent a thread of silk: "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid." He took off the ring and jade bracelet, and threaded a needle with both hands, "I'm afraid you have any mistakes, how can I explain to Hou Ye and Linfeng?"

Rong Luoyun laughed: "Madam is too worried." He approached and stood beside the embroidery frame to concentrate, "...My mother is very good at embroidering. The clothes of the young are all embroidered by her own hands."

Bai Shi took a stitch: "Our Huo family owes you." She raised her face and asked, "Sai Bei Tian Han, if you don't dislike it, how about I embroider a cotton bag for you to warm your hands?"

The younger generation looked down at the elders, which was not in line with the rules. Rong Luoyun squatted down and grabbed the embroidery frame, eagerly wanting it, but was embarrassed to agree. Bai's family was clear, and simply took a step forward: "What kind of tricks do you like?"

Rong Luoyun blurted out: "Ginkgo tree."

Bai Shi's expression moved slightly: "I wear a veil every day in the wind, and I also embroider a ginkgo tree."

Rong Luoyun hesitantly said: "Ginkgo tree... it's beautiful." He felt guilty, reaching out to touch the silver needle in the box, "There are so many kinds, so embroidery is so troublesome."

As he was speaking, his auricle moved slightly, and Rong Luoyun stood up suddenly. He has always been resolute, he took a silver needle and pinned it to his waist, and said, "Madam, you embroider slowly, don't pay attention to the outside."

Bai Shi knew something and nodded.

Rong Luoyun took his sword and walked to the door, paused, "Madam, embroider the big tiger for me." He lifted the curtain and was about to come out, "The Huo clan's tiger and wolf soldier, I also want a tiger, which is a good match."

Crossing the threshold, the two carved door panels closed tightly behind him, Rong Luoyun stood under the eaves with his sword in his arms, with a calm expression as if waiting for the wind to come.

The city has become like a whirlpool, the sound of fighting can be heard all over the streets and alleys, and more and more bandits appear to fight for their lives.

The door on the west side was the first to be knocked open. Gradually, a figure fell from the eaves of the roof, and people rushed to this courtyard like a tide. With a swipe, Rong Luoyun drew his sword out of the sheath, stepped on the column, and cut off the first person who came to Ben.

Seeing that he was the only one, banging, dozens of thieves rushed to the courtyard from the four directions, each with different weapons, all of them were all bandits. Rong Luoyun walked over the wall and flew over the eaves, hovering in it as lightly as a flying fox, unable to grasp or touch it, just like a wandering wandering in the mortal world.

I don't know who made a scream first, one after another, one after another.

Rong Luoyun spun and fell to the ground, holding a silver needle between his fingers, a shaky drop of blood hanging 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 crowd." Rong Luoyun said, "Since they come from the rivers and lakes, are there any masters who can make a move?"

A whole bunch of people were furious, and the injured, the new ones, suddenly rushed into their heads. Rong Luoyun pursed his thin lips tightly, raised his sword to kill, the beheaded corpse fell to his feet.

As soon as the cloud-splitting stunt came out, the silver light cut off the red blood, and there were no other survivors in the courtyard.

Rong Luoyun raised his eyes slightly, looked straight at the square eaves, and said, "You guys come down, or do I go up?"

Where is he discussing, he jumped up before he finished speaking, and flew to the crowd in the blink of an eye. The long sword swayed halfway, and the murderous intention was fierce, and the backhand hit the palm of the sky and cover the earth.

The moves were violent like thunder, smashed through five or six hearts and livers, smashed seven or eight heads, the blood of the **** flowed along the red tiles, and the corpses rolled down from the eaves.

No one dared to approach again, and they fled in panic, leaving only the lingering thick blood.

Rong Luoyun swept back under the eaves and put his sword into the sheath.

In the room, Bai Shi asked in a trembling voice, "Child, are you injured?"

Rong Luoyun looked at the setting sun and said, "Don't worry, Madam, everything is fine."