634. Chapter 634 Battle on the battlefield: a showdown [14]
The night is cold, and it's nice to be acquainted and quiet.
After the war, the people of Hanyang Pass, who were still frightened, finally couldn't resist the sleepiness in the middle of the night and finally fell asleep. Just after every household in Hanyang Pass turned off the lights, a loud thundering sound woke everyone up. After learning that Xiqi
When a hundred thousand troops attacked the city, all the people were in panic. They packed up their most important belongings and prepared to flee with their families.
"What happened?" Mu Jieyu was also awakened from his sleep. He sat up suddenly and asked in a deep voice when he saw Bai Wei rushing in.
"Miss, Bai Su is back." Bai Wei replied immediately.
"Let her in." Mu Jieyu immediately lifted the quilt and stood up.
Bai Wei stepped back and Bai Jian stepped forward to help Mu Jieyu get dressed. After Mu Jieyu simply put on his clothes, Bai Su walked in dressed in a dusty look, knelt in front of Mu Jieyu and lowered his head and said, "Miss,
The slave lost his hand."
Mu Jieyu leaned over and personally helped Bai Su up. Seeing the dark blue under Bai Su's eyes, he felt a pang of pity in his heart, so he said softly: "It's okay, you can go down and have a good rest."
Bai Su did not retreat, but continued: "Miss, the little king of Xiqi was kidnapped by others, and I chased him all the way back, and finally chased him to Hanjiang City. I stayed all night and didn't find any chance to make a move, so I
I rushed back. When the slaves lurked into the city, the Xiqi army had already attacked the city."
Hearing this, Mu Jieyu suddenly opened his drooped eyes, walked slowly to the small window, gently opened the window, and looked from the attic. He saw torches swaying in the distance to form an entrenched fire dragon.
Holding the window lattice, he muttered in a daze: "He finally took action."
Bai Wei and the other three had no interface, and the room suddenly became quiet, and the distant sounds of war became clearer.
Urgent footsteps suddenly sounded, followed by a slightly anxious male voice: "Princess, my master wants you to quickly pack your clothes and leave the city by water with your humble duty."
Mu Jieyu recognized Zhengdong's voice and nodded to Bai Wei. Soon Bai Wei ushered Zhengdong in.
"Go back and tell Sixth Brother that I will not leave." Mu Jieyu's voice was as soft as ever, but it was not difficult to hear the unbreakable certainty in her tough tone.
"Princess Princess..."
"No more persuasion is needed." Mu Jieyu shook his head gently, "I won't leave."
Zhengdong was so shocked that he forgot the rules and suddenly raised his head to look at Mu Jieyu. He had never thought that a woman could have such determination, courage and courage at such a critical moment of life and death.
"Go and report to your master." Mu Jieyu turned around and said.
Zhengdong was shocked to realize his offense, so he quickly lowered his head, responded and left.
"Miss, maybe if we leave first, we can still find a way to rescue Hanyang Pass." After Zhengdong left, Bai Wei thought for a moment and said to Mu Jie.
Mu Jieyu turned to look at Bai Wei: "I know what you mean, but I can't leave. If I leave, Hanyang Pass will inevitably fall into internal and external troubles." After saying that, he glanced around and saw that the three of them were a little confused.
, so he explained, "There was an army of the Western Qi in front and an army of Southern Fujian in the back. The only way to survive was to sail around Hanjiang City. But have you ever thought about how many ships there are in Hanyang Pass and how many people can be allowed to escape? As a county commander, I
Lord, if we fail to share the suffering with the people during the great calamity, we will completely anger the people who were already heartbroken not long ago."
[Yesterday, a sister had a miscarriage and her family was not around. We went to the hospital to stay with her for a day and a night. Suddenly I felt that I am not suitable to be an author. There are always trivial things, big and small. After writing this article, I have to reflect on whether I still need to
I continued to write, and every time I stopped updating, I felt so guilty that I didn’t even dare to read the comments, for fear of being scolded. Although I knew that such cases were rare and that I are the most tolerant people, I was still worried and scared, ╮(
╯▽╰)╭, maybe I’m really not suitable to be an author.】