The war horse under Yang's crotch neighed uneasyly.

In the dark night, you may not be able to see the situation in front of you, but the screams are really heard.

Yang looked at the torches shaking on the city wall, which was conveying messages to the soldiers behind her.

The darkness cannot tell the difference between enemies and friends, but if one side discusses countermeasures in advance and is prepared, the other side will only fall into a passive state.

Yang listened to the people around him, "The people in the village have no sharp weapons, and they are not riding horses, so they can easily recognize our people. The soldiers besieging us behind us have not taken action yet... they should be waiting for the opportunity."

Yang almost bit his teeth, and the soldiers and horses shouting loudly followed behind them with a fierce look. Their people had to deal with the people in front of them and worry about when those people would attack.

In this way, both the momentum and the combat power have already lost.

How did they set up a plan? She chased Lu Shenzhi and others all the way, but she didn't find any reinforcements from the court following behind.

Mr. Shen sent back news that Cui Zhen, the Marquis of Dingning, was not here, and Wei Yuanchen and Tao Duo also rushed to rescue the prince. In addition to Lu Shenzhi, this team returning to Beijing, only a few guards left by the Gu family and the Wei family are still useful, but the few guards are not their opponents after all.

But why is the situation she encountered so far different from what Mr. Shen said?

Who is helping these people? Did Wei Yuanchen notice it in advance and made proper arrangements?

The more Yang thought about it, the more confused he became.

"Break through the siege first." Yang's words just ended.

The fire on the city wall suddenly swung up and down.

The rebels heard someone shouting, "Kill!" They were about to respond, but the people who resisted them suddenly turned around and ran backwards, and soon retreated to the village fort.

Then the sound of horse hooves rang out from behind.

Cheng Yi took the lead. Before the rebels could react, he first cut off a person's head with one knife, and blood splattered on his face. Then he raised the long sword in his hand.

After killing three people in a row, the rebels began to retreat.

"I can't break through."

When Yang heard the shouts from the people around him, the people seemed to be crazy.

"Who is it?" Yang said, "Where did the reinforcements come from?" Until now she didn't even know who the other party was.

The answer to Yang was not the person around him, but a deep and firm voice not far away.

"The junior of the soldiers guarding Yulin Guards twelve years ago, the son of Zhao you kidnapped, the husband of Princess Huairou you want to capture, I, Cheng Yi."

When Yang heard this, a chilled on his back. Cheng Yi understood the meaning of this, but he did not allow her to leave here for every identity.

Yang did not understand why Princess Huairou and her husband came here? Shouldn’t they protect the princess and leave this place? The princess is much more important than the female family members of the noble family.

Yang rushed forward with the guards beside her. She had done so many things in the Great Zhou for so long that she could not lose money in front of such a small village fort.

She has many things to do later.

"Protect me and return to Zaerdusi, you will definitely have a share in the future..." Before Yang Shi could finish her sentence, the guards around her fell off their horses.

Yang saw the figure standing on the horse in the darkness.

Cheng Yi drove the horses closer step by step, with a stern expression: "They can't get your credit anymore, your head can earn military merits for the soldiers of the Great Zhou."

...

Nie Chen and others carried the wounded into the house, counted the manpower, and then rushed up the city tower to check the situation.

The rebels have been suppressed.

Nie Chen smiled, but soon he held it back and told the people around him: "You should not be careless and underestimate the enemy before all the rebels were captured."

This was what Master Zhou Qi repeatedly told them.

Nie Chen understands the principle that war changes rapidly and must not be careless.

"Yang was captured by Huairou's son-in-law."

Someone sent back the news, and then he heard Zhou Zesheng say, "Open the city gate, we will help the prince consort with his help and clean up the remaining rebels."

The city gate slowly opened and would not close in panic this time, because they were welcoming the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The inner child wiped off the blood on his cheeks and took a long breath. For the first time in twelve years, I felt so happy.

Mrs. Lin heard the news.

"Have you won?"

"Win."

Mrs. Lin smiled and looked at the injured people and guards with bright eyes. She suddenly had her eyes hot, and then she felt a burst of joy in her stomach, as if the little guy inside was dancing happily. This child might not be a peaceful person in the future.

Although it was a bit dangerous, the result was very good and more meaningful than anything. They won the battle and captured the rebels. Isn’t it more worthy of anything?

Mrs. Lin could finally realize why the master and father showed such a look on his face every time they mentioned the victory of his grandfather.

How proud it is to be able to protect the people from being hurt by the external series.

She can now understand the master better why he wanted to uncover the war horse case in this way regardless of danger.

"Madam, you can take a break, too." Yang's mother helped Mrs. Lin to the side and sat down.

Mrs. Lin turned her eyes to Zhuzhu in the corner. Baotong took Zhuzhuzhu to make medicine aside. Zhuzhu looked very similar to that.

For so long, she was only busy with the things in front of her. She didn't pay attention to Zhuzhu, and Zhuzhu didn't cause trouble for her. She kept doing things quietly.

Mother Yang followed Mrs. Lin's gaze and said, "Madam, the eldest lady's illness has really been cured."

"Shh," Mrs. Lin asked Yang's mother to silence, "Don't scare Zhuzhu, and don't pay too much attention to her." Zhuzhu gradually improved, and it also had to follow Zhuzhu's heart. Too much "help" sometimes backfired.

Mother Yang nodded.

The corners of Mrs. Lin's mouth rose slightly. Zhuzhu knew nothing about everything from the beginning, but now it has gradually improved. She could feel that the child is slowly approaching her. Although Zhuzhu is happy and unrestrained on the surface, she, a mother, can realize that Zhuzhu is actually very fragile and scared in her heart, like a helpless child. This is why she doesn't care about other things and just wants Zhuzhu to be happy.

She always felt that Zhuzhu was no longer afraid and was no longer bound by herself, so that she could completely recover from her illness.

Mrs. Lin told Mom Yang: "You go and ask someone to find more cloth strips. I'm afraid there will be many wounded soldiers behind you. Then, I'll ask the kitchen to cook some food and don't forget to make some corn porridge." Some wounded soldiers can only drink some porridge at the moment.

Mother Yang immediately went to make arrangements, and Mrs. Lin looked at the door. The princess should be able to enter the village soon.

...

Nie Chen was busy for a while, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the prince-consort Huairou bringing his troops into the village.

He should tell his junior sister the news so that he won't worry any more.

The junior sister is good at medical skills, and now she should be helping the injured soldiers with Liu Su. Thinking of this, Nie Chen took the injured soldiers from the people: "I'll go and send them away!"

These soldiers ended up fighting the rebels to death, and many were injured, and many were seriously injured.

Nie Chen sent the wounded soldiers into the house one after another. Hearing the screams, there were busy women everywhere, and Liu Su was suturing a wounded soldier.

Nie Chen was looking at the scene in front of him. He wanted to help but didn't know what to do.

"You are injured, I will deal with the wound on your arm first."

Nie Chen turned around when he heard the sound. At some point, a girl walked up to him. The girl took out a cloth towel from the medicine box and wrapped it around his arm without waiting for him to react.

Wrapped in dense circles and the blood will be stopped soon.

The girl lowered her head, her long eyelashes were like a small fan, and it seemed like a butterfly fell on it.

Nie Chen couldn't help swallowing, trying to say something but couldn't make a sound.

Gu Mingzhu tied the cloth towel: "Let Liu Su give you some medicine later." There are still many patients waiting for them to deal with it.

Gu Mingzhu ordered again: "Don't forget to check the identity of the soldiers entering the village and let the people in the market keep an eye on them, so as not to have rebel spies. After all, many of the rebels come from the self-defense center."

Nie Chen nodded, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands, stared at Gu Mingzhu in a daze. He looked for a while, then pinched his thighs.

The person in front of him did not disappear, nor did he wake up from his dream.

"Go!"

Gu Mingzhu raised her head and looked at Nie Chen. Nie Chen quickly moved her eyes away and dared not look at her, as if she suddenly turned into a demon.

"I'll go now." Nie Chen almost ran away by snatching the door.

Gu Mingzhu let out a long sigh and touched her face with her hands. She wasn't that scary, right? Before she could think about it, she turned around to help Liu Su.

While there is no one notices her now, she has to do more.

Nie Chen, who rushed into the darkness, suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Pa" gave me a mouth.

He closed his eyes and opened them again. Until now, he couldn't believe that what he had just experienced was true, and Junior Sister Jiang actually turned into Miss Gu.

Nie Chen gave himself another mouth.

Lu Guang had just bandaged his wound and came out of the room. Seeing Nie Chen like this, he couldn't help but say, "What are you doing?"

"Battle the mosquitoes." Nie Chen fled again.

...

Marquis Huaiyuan walked out of the inn.

The Yicheng's words rang in his ears like thunder.

"I heard that the convoy entering Beijing encountered rebels."
Chapter completed!