Outside Lian'an City, Chen Jiao led several generals into the City Lord's Mansion surrounded by a group of guards.

Although it was only a few hours to occupy the city, the soldiers of the vanguard still packed up the mansion and used it as a foothold for the royal driver.

Walking through the vestibule, there are still traces of fire and blood on the flower trees on both sides. The scars of war are always so cruel.

Chen Jiao walked slowly, talking with several generals about the next strategy plan.

Jiang Yue hurried forward and reported: "Your Majesty, just received the news that the people who went to chase that group of soldiers and horses of the Imperial Guards of the Northern Wei Dynasty failed to return."

Chen Jiao paused, and frowned: "Do you know who is chasing?"

Another officer hurriedly replied: "Just now I have interrogated the government office of Lian'an City. They said that it was a nobleman from Capital City, a young woman who passed by here and was blocked by our army."

The battle was in a hurry, and Deng Che and the others did not disclose Wu Jie's detailed identity to the government office.

Chen Jiao shrugged, "It's fine if you can't catch up, just withdraw your troops and come back." Those who are still in the mood to go on a boat at this time are probably some princess or imperial concubine. They still have business to do, so they don't have the mood to take care of these idlers.

"Although the nobleman from the Northern Wei Dynasty ran away, he left us two good ships, which is a good start." Jiang Yue smiled.

Several people were talking and entered the main hall.

After talking about the business, the task was arranged, and several generals resigned one after another.

Only then did Chen Jiao relax, and continued to rush to supervise the battle, and he hadn't had a good rest for several days. Walking to the window, his eyes fell on a set of tea sets.

A few pieces of green bamboo are painted on the white porcelain tea set as clear as mutton fat jade, which is elegant and elegant.

The familiar shape evoked Chen Jiao's memory. Unexpectedly, there was such a set of tea sets in the distant city of Lian'an. Presumably the previous city lord was also an elegant person.

When she was in Bixiao Palace, she used a set of teacups like this and placed them on the corridor of the apse. The two often chatted while drinking tea. don't know how she is doing these days. If the plan goes well, maybe within a few years, can go to Capital City in the Northern Wei Dynasty and meet her...

Thinking absentmindedly, Chen Jiaoxin picked up a teacup, and suddenly his eyes froze.

There was a tiny crack on that teacup, right on the top of a bamboo leaf, and it was almost impossible to detect without looking closely.

Chen Jiao's hands trembled, and he brought the teacup to his eyes, almost in disbelief.

The guards outside the hall were leisurely and bored when they suddenly heard the emperor's urgent voice from inside: "Come here, come here!"

Jiang Yue hadn't gone far yet, when he heard the news, he hurried into the main hall.

"Where did this tea set come from?" Chen Jiao almost crushed the white porcelain with the hand holding the cup.

Seeing the emperor's pale face and nervous expression, Jiang Yue was taken aback, "This set of tea sets was discovered from those two ships before."

Thinking that my master has always loved the tea ceremony, he ordered someone to bring it here. Could it be poisonous in it? But it has already been ordered to be cleaned!

Jiang Yue watched in bewilderment as His Majesty's expression changed from panic to ecstasy and then to anxiety.

Then the collar of his clothes was grabbed by the opponent.

"Where is she?"

"It's the owners of those two ships," Chen Jiao asked hurriedly, speaking so fast that Jiang Yue could barely hear.

It took a long time to realize that the emperor was asking about the nobleman who escaped on horseback.

"I have fled north..."

"Hurry up! Prepare your horse immediately, and I will go after him myself."

Before finishing this sentence, Chen Jiao had already rushed out, leaving Jiang Yue behind in a daze.

Sleeping on the bed in a daze, although Wu Jie's fever gradually receded, she woke up from time to time. There was always a layer of fear floating in her heart.

Yuan Jing was sitting by his bed holding a volume of books, seeing her woke up, he stepped forward and patted her shoulder lightly as if to comfort her, several times in a row, he could tell that Wu Jie was not in a good mood. Comforting: "Don't be afraid, I am here."

Wu Jie said sullenly: "I always feel that there will be enemy soldiers chasing me."

Wu Jie never thought that she had the power of a crow's mouth before, but now she realizes that this skill of hers is simply startling heaven and earth, ghosts and gods weeping.

It was only about a cup of tea after she finished saying this. Suddenly, there were sharp exclamations from soldiers outside the camp.

"Enemy attack!"

"The pursuers are coming!"

Chase! The two people in the tent were all startled. Yuan Jing got up immediately. Wu Jie also wanted to get out of bed, Yuan Jing reached out and picked up the cloak next to her, covering her head.

Just for a moment, the sound of horseshoes approaching rapidly, shaking the ground and trembling. Before the enemy army arrived, there was a puffing sound, hitting the side of the tent. That was the sound of a sharp arrow hitting the tent.

The tent used by Yujia is made of extremely tough cowhide, and has been tanned through dozens of processes. Not only is it waterproof and fireproof, but ordinary arrows cannot penetrate it.

The arrows stopped for a moment, replaced by fierce swordsmanship and shouts of killing.

Yuan Jing picked her up, opened the tent and rushed out, the horses had already been brought to the front of the tent by the guards, without any hesitation, he turned over and jumped on Wu Jie in his arms.

Wu Jie looked back through the gap in the cloak, and the mountain road behind was covered in darkness. At least a thousand cavalry were galloping on horseback. The smoke and dust rising up made the whole team look like a black cloud approaching fast.

Before Yuan Jing asked He Changliang and the others to go back with a team of soldiers and horses to report the letter, but at this time there were only three or four hundred guards around.

Yuan Jing exhorted in a low voice: "Hold tight."

A group of people galloped on horseback.

There is a small city ahead, as long as you can climb over this mountain...

However, hope was shattered so quickly.

He rode the horse and galloped for only a moment, but he hadn't crossed the turning road ahead. Suddenly, a group of people rushed down from the cliff ahead.

It turned out that a team of Chen Bing ventured up to the high slope ahead, and then rushed down regardless of the slope with the help of the slope. The steep slope was extremely steep, and thanks to the superb riding skills of this team of cavalry, they didn't even roll down with their horses.

Yuan Jing's heart sank.

Although there were only dozens of cavalry in this group of cavalry who ventured to detour, they stood in front of them and were stopped.

Meeting on a narrow road, Yuan Jing could only rein in the horse. And the guards around him did not hesitate, passed the emperor, and charged forward on horseback.

The sound of the exchange of swords and soldiers resounded in my ears, and Wu Jie felt chills on the back of her neck. She lifted the cloak, got out of Yuan Jing's arms, and looked at the enemy attacking from the opposite side.

The two sides fell into a bloody battle, and the pursuers were finally killed.

Yuan Jing and his party were completely surrounded.

In the bloody killings, he and Yuan Jing were surrounded in the center.

Among the cavalry rushing down from the hillside, the leader did not participate in the battle, or the people who were fighting avoided him automatically.

He rode his horse through the battle circle, surrounded by several guards, and came to Yuan Jing.

At that time, the morning sun was just rising, and the bright sunlight broke through the clouds and projected on this mountain road like a sharp sword.

Chen Jiao raised his hand and took off his helmet, revealing a radiant face.

His bright eyes were tightly locked on Yuan Jing, and the smile on his face was as bright as the winter sun, pure and beautiful, but cold and compelling.

Listening to the familiar clear tone, Wu Jie said, "What a big fat fish!"

Wu Jie couldn't help shivering. These two people unexpectedly met on such a mysterious occasion.

Chen Jiao's eyes swept across her, and then returned to Yuan Jing, staring at Yuan Jing, his eyes were full of surprises, like a leopard locking its prey, full of fortitude ready to go.

Wu Jie was startled, and suddenly realized that he didn't recognize her, by the way, her appearance has changed a lot now, and her voice has become hoarse.

Jiang Yue, beside Chen Jiao, was still panting quickly, and rushed all the way with this desperate master, and then rushed down the cliff. Even with his profound skills and superb riding skills, he still felt palpitations.

Following Yuan Jing who stared at the opposite, although he didn't know the identity of this person, Jiang Yue intuitively felt the danger.

With the enemy at hand, he drew his longbow from behind.

Before he had time to move, Chen Jiao who was beside him raised his spear and pressed the cold handle on his wrist.

"Leave this person to me, you are not worthy to fight with him."

I!

This self-proclaim made Yuan Jing tremble, staring at Chen Jiao and narrowing his eyes for an instant. Compared to Chen Jiao's familiarity with him, it was the first time for him to meet the king of South Chen head-on.

Wu Jie could feel the arms around her become stiff, and then gradually relax. But it wasn't real slack, but a kind of vigilance that even the wind stopped, his breathing rate lowered, as if he would fly out in the next moment.

Before Wu Jie had time to say anything, she felt her body lighten. It was Yuan Jing who picked her up and put her aside, "Go to the tree and wait."

Following his strength, Wu Jie staggered back two steps and arrived under a big tree.

Only then did she have the time to watch the battle situation around her, and Wu Jie's heart sank as her eyes swept across.

There were three or four times more enemy troops attacking. Although the people around Yuan Jing were all elites, they were obviously no match for South Chen's troops.

Looking at the center again, Wu Jie felt a blur in front of her eyes.

Two horses, one black and one white, were approaching quickly, and the figures of the two on the horse passed by each other.

Wu Jie's heart suddenly rose to her throat.

The speed of the fight between the two was as fast as light and shadow, and the originally silent center of the vortex instantly turned into a competition field for Shura.

"It's amazing!" A sigh sounded in my ear.

Wu Jie turned her head and saw that it was Jiang Yue and the others who had gathered here at some point, staring excitedly at the battlefield.

Sensing Wu Jie's gaze, he glanced back and said with a confident smile, "But your master is doomed. If it comes to fighting alone, no one in the camp can match him." Among the young generals of their generation, what they admired the most about the emperor was that he was a prince of gold and jade, but he was born a martial arts genius, and he was willing to work hard. Never fall behind in battle on the battlefield.

Most of the South Chen kings in the past were talented poets and poets, and few were good at martial arts. Before that, Emperor Tiankang was a rare man with both civil and military skills, a generation of British lords, but today's emperor is even better.

But who is this person who is fighting the emperor? Is he a rookie general from the Northern Wei Dynasty? So handsome.