Fan Yinqing, who worked non-stop, finally arrived at Tangzhou City.
Outside the East City Gate where Tangzhou City was being attacked by a large army, there were corpses everywhere. On the high mountain closest to the East City Gate, Fan Yinqing rode up the mountain and reached the top of the mountain. He sat on his horse and looked down at the tower in front of him.
All the soldiers who attacked the city were exhausted.
At the end of the day, they still failed to break through the impregnable tower in front.
At the end of the moon, snowflakes started to fall again in the sky, and it snowed for the second time since the beginning of winter this year.
Fan Yinqing watched for several hours at the top of the mountain. He could only vaguely see the tragic scene outside the tower, but could not see the details, let alone find the white figure in it.
And until this moment, she still couldn't even explain why she made such a decision and came alone.
But at that moment, he did just that, and now people are here.
She had been hiding that person who shouldn't have been moved, that heartbeat that shouldn't have been there, and she had completely suppressed it after Fan Cheng was set up by him. But he was obviously so smart.
A person who has strategized, mastered the overall situation, and has come step by step to the present. He should have a very clear understanding of the current situation, but now he does not care about anything for revenge, and cannot even wait.
Or in other words, for Feng Yu, he would not care about anything.
Perhaps it was his love for Feng Yu that caused the suppressed heartbeat to come up again.
Driven by this heartbeat, his figure would always appear in her mind, and she couldn't help but worry about him.
It was precisely driven by this heartbeat that she made such a decision at that time, leaving the army behind and taking the first step, and now she appears here alone.
Fan Yinqing slowly thought about the reason clearly and looked into his own heart. Then he realized that it was snowing suddenly. He raised his head and looked up. The white snow falling down was as pure as his body.
of white clothes.
Xin Moge, a man with such deep affection. When Feng Yu was around, there was always only Feng Yu beside him. Now that Feng Yu is gone, he is desperate for her. If there is a man in this world who treats her like this, if
Xin Moge did this to her... Fan Yinqing looked up and looked at it, and gradually thought this uncontrollably. But as soon as this thought came out, it quickly wrapped around Fan Yinqing's heart like a vine.
.
And I have to say that her worries were very clear at this moment, that is - she didn't want anything to happen to him.
After a long time, Fan Yinqing resolutely turned his horse around and rode down the mountain, all the way to the war-torn tower ahead.
The 30,000-strong army was divided into three groups and took turns attacking the tower, while the retreating soldiers and horses took turns resting and guarding the rear.
As soon as the sound of horse hoofbeats was heard, the soldiers and horses guarding the rear were immediately on high alert and ready to stand ready.
When Fan Yinqing reached the soldiers and horses guarding the rear, he suddenly tightened the reins in his hands, stopped, and said condescendingly: "Immediately go and report to Prince Xin that someone needs to see you."
When the soldier heard this, he did not report it immediately, but asked cautiously: "Who are you? What's important?"
"I will tell you, Prince Xin, to go and report it quickly. If there is a delay, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it." Fan Yinqing said in a deep voice, with a natural aura of majesty all over his body.
