"Bang."

A hard object fell on Lin Muyu's face. He grabbed it with one hand very quickly. It was a piece of dry hard bread. When he looked up, he saw that the person who threw the bread was a child about 10 years old. His face was full of tenderness. The grandfather beside him looked ashen and hurriedly said, "Sir... the child is ignorant, don't blame him..."

Lin Muyu looked at him indifferently, then his eyes fell on the child and asked, "Why did you throw me with bread?"

The child's eyes were filled with hatred that was inconsistent with his age, and he said, "Why don't you empire hawks, let the army of Yiheguo enter Lanyan City? As long as they come in, grandpa will get the fields and allow our family to eat soft bread every day."

Lin Muyu smiled, rode his horse to him, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "You are sure that the people of Heguo will give you bread after entering Lanyan City, rather than taking away what you still have."

The child shook his head: "No, the army of Yihe Kingdom is all good people."

On the side, Wei Qiu came slowly with his sword blade and said lightly: "Control, as long as you give me an order, my subordinates will kill this ignorant little beast with the guilt of attacking the Imperial Army."

The child's grandfather immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Sir, don't, he is still young and ignorant, please don't kill him."

Lin Muyu shook her head and said, "Forget it, let's go and let everyone rest early."

"Yes." Wei Qiu nodded.

But at this moment, with a "whisper", a cold brick hit Xiahou Sang's face, and his nose was bleeding. Xiahou Sang was already injured and dying, looking up at the person who smashed him. He was a young man in his twenties. He immediately drew out his sword in anger and shouted loudly: "Bastard, you don't want to live anymore."

The young man turned around quickly and sank into the alley.

Xiahou Sang was about to chase after him, and Lin Muyu hurriedly said, "Xiahou is back, don't chase after him, don't make trouble."

Xiahou Sang looked aggrieved, his eyes were red, and his hands holding the sword were trembling slightly: "Sir, I, Xiahou Sang, have been loyal to the empire all my life. Isn't we fighting for the empire protecting these untouchables? Why do they treat us like this? I, Xiahou, have never suffered such grievances in my life..."

Lin Muyu said lightly: "You and I are both imperial soldiers, this is something we must bear. Stop talking, go back to the camp."

"yes."

...

Just as Lin Muyu and others were about to enter the camp of the Eagle Nest Camp, a commander from the Flying Cavalry Camp suddenly rushed over and said happily: "Lin's rule, it's successful, it's successful."

"What succeeded."

"Our plan has been successful, and a fire has begun in Dongfang Qiufeng Town."

"oh."

Lin Muyu hurriedly rushed to the north city wall. The moment he climbed onto the city wall, he saw the light of fire from the east soaring into the sky. Sure enough, it was Qiufeng Town where volunteers hoarded food and grass. It seemed that the people from the Longtan Camp had succeeded.

The sound of letters flapping birds flapping their wings in the air. A bird slowly fell down. Lin Muyu took the message tube and saw that it was Luo Yu's handwritten letter: "Sir, the mission has been completed. Qiufeng Town's food and grass camp has become ashes. They sent 40,000 troops to defend. The Longtian Camp lost 5,000 people, and many were injured. Please punish him."

Lin Muyu felt both distressed and happy, and replied: "Well done, continue to guard Longyan Mountain and wait for my order."

At this time, when he turned around, a group of people from the city came over. It was Feng Jixing, Zhang Wei, Luo Lie and other people from the imperial guards. Feng Jixing looked up and saw Lin Muyu on the city and said loudly: "A Yu, how are you doing? I heard you are injured."

"It doesn't matter if you have a minor injury. Brother Feng, how is the situation of the imperial guard?"

"Three thousand people were lost, and their main force was not at the East Gate."

"Oh, that's fine."

Feng Jixing looked at the white fish in Dongfang and said, "Since the volunteers' food and grass camp has been burned, it will definitely not last long before they will retreat. It's almost dawn. Let's go, Your Highness Yin is still waiting for our echo in Zetian Palace."

"Yeah, OK."

Before they could reorganize their clothes, Lin Muyu took Wei Qiu and Xiahou Sang to Zetian Palace together. Feng Jixing was almost like Lin Muyu. Everyone's battle robes were blood-red, and even the dark blue imperial uniforms in the armor were dyed dark red, which confirmed the word "bloody".

...

In Zetian Palace, the maids blew out the crane lamps one after another, and the ministers were still waiting anxiously in the hall. At this time, Feng Jixing, Lin Muyu, Chu Huaiyan and other generals entered the hall.

A servant immediately shouted excitedly: "Commander Feng Jixing, Commander Chu Huaijian, and Lord Lin Muyu meet him."

Qin Yin was sleeping lightly with her pink hands holding her cheeks. After hearing this sound, she immediately opened her eyes and rushed towards the king's stairs in three or two steps. She looked at Lin Muyu in surprise: "Brother Ayu, it's successful."

"Um."

Lin Muyu nodded: "I have received the feather letter from the Longtan Camp, and the volunteers' food and grass camp has been burned."

"Very good."

Qin Yin was very happy, but when his eyes touched Lin Muyu, he felt as if he was hurt: "You...you are injured."

"It's okay, a small injury, everyone is injured."

Lin Muyu smiled. Qin Yin was the master of Lanyan City at this time, and the nobleman in everyone's mind. Qin Yin belongs to everyone, and Lin Muyu is not alone. Although he knows that Qin Yin loves him deeply, he cannot be without a sense of responsibility at this time, otherwise it will be cold.

Qin Yin seemed to have noticed Lin Muyu's meaning, and a shy smile flashed across her beautiful face and said, "Well, I know."

As he said that, Qin Yin turned around and walked up to the throne, sat down gently on the throne, and said, "Thank you all for your hard work. This time, he launched a fire to burn Qin Yi's food and grass. Commander Feng Jixing is the first contribution. Commander Chu Huaiyan, Brother Ayu, secondly, after the war is over, there will be a heavy reward. By the way, is there any news about Qihai City and Muyu City?"

Du Hai gritted his teeth and said, "There is news in Muyu City. Yun Gong replied and told us that there was another heavy snow after the spring of Yunzhong Province. And for five days, the heavy snow had blocked the ancient road of Yunzhong. Although Yun Gong had gathered 200,000 troops, he could not come. So please support him. After the army of Muyu City eliminated the snow, it will naturally reinforce it."

"Can the five-day heavy snow delay the itinerary of the 200,000 army?"

Feng Jixing's handsome face revealed his blue veins and said, "Excus is simply an excuse. Su Muyun clearly made an excuse on purpose, hoping to wait until the day when our Lanyan City breaks down, the heavy snow melts."

"Master Feng, please pay attention to your words." Shangshu Ling Luo Xing sneered: "Mr. Yun is His Highness's grandfather. He can't sit and watch Lanyan City break through. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Feng Jixing laughed: "I only know how to use military forces, but I don't know these human relationships and worldly ways. I would like to ask Lord Luo Xing for advice."

Luo Xing snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

Qin Yin continued to ask: "Is there any news in Qihai City? It's been so many days. Xiao Yin should have arrived in Qihai City long ago. Why... there is no news at all."

Du Hai clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, Qihai City has lost 60,000 troops in the Demon-Shenzhen Pass because of Yuwen Xie's underestimation of the enemy. His vitality is severely damaged. Perhaps Duke Lan is angry, so he is unwilling to send troops. The last general thinks that Your Highness should write another letter, saying that Lan Yancheng is now in danger, and I believe Duke Lan will definitely send troops."

Qin Yin nodded: "Well, okay, I understand."

At this moment, a middle-aged general suddenly hurried into the hall. It was the order to patrol the city. He clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, something is wrong. A big hole has been damaged in the East City Wall. The army of Yihe Kingdom attacked and killed in."

"What,."

Qin Yin suddenly stood up and said, "How many people have come in?"

"About two thousand people are still increasing, but the people of the imperial guards have already gone to block the attack."

"knew."

Qin Yin waved his hand and said, "Send more troops to reinforce, be sure to drive all the volunteers out of Lanyan City. In addition, repair the city wall immediately. It must be repaired within one day, otherwise don't come to see me."

"Yes, Your Highness." The patrol order came out of the hall with a pale face.

Chu Huaiyan clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, let's lead the Flying Cavalry Camp to intercept these volunteer soldiers who entered the city."

"Thank you for your hard work, go."

"yes."

Feng Jixing watched Chu Huaiyan's back as he walked away, looked up at Qin Yin, and said, "Your Highness, the catapult car in Yiheguo is very powerful. The walls on all sides of Lanyan City have been severely damaged, so I'm afraid it won't last long."

"I know...I know..."

Qin Yin looked into the distance with a daze and murmured: "There is no news of sending troops in Qihai City and Muyu City. We can only do our best to do our best and leave our will. Lanyan City can hold on for a moment more."

"Yes, Your Highness."

At this moment, a general suddenly covered in blood and was in a mess. He rolled and crawled into the hall, with tears in his eyes, and tears flowed down, melting with the blood on his face.

"Who?" Feng Jixing shouted: "So rude."

The general wiped the tears in his eyes and said, "The last general is Zhang Chong, the commander of the Iron Foot Battalion of the Iron Foot Battalion. Commander, you don't know me anymore."

"General Zhang Chong."

Feng Jixing couldn't help but smile: "How did you get this look? The warriors of my imperial guards are all warriors of the Qin family, but they are calm. You are not as calm as a bear."

Zhang Chong cried loudly, took out a blood-stained letter paper from his arms, and said, "I will die and snatch an imperial bird from the chaos and get a letter from His Majesty. Commander, Your Highness, Your Majesty is not dead yet..."

"What, my father is not dead."

Qin Yin hurriedly stood up, took down the steps, snatched the letter from Zhang Chong's hand, but saw a line of words clearly written on it, which was Qin Jin's handwriting.

I and Tianchong's army broke through the siege and were surrounded by Tianchong Mountain on the way back to the imperial capital. I hope to rescue them quickly.

...

Qin Yin's palm holding the letter was trembling slightly, and tears burst out from her eyes: "Father is not dead, but father is still alive, oh..."

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