"Where are the Longwu Army?" Ling Xiyue asked again.
He Fei replied, "The Qingcheng Pass Longwu Army has 11,000 generals." After a slight pause, "More than 3,000 people have fallen ill, and now we have less than 8,000 troops left. In order to stabilize the situation in Qingcheng Pass,
, have all settled in the city."
In addition to doctors and medical workers, soldiers are doing everything else these days.
Putting aside the risk of contracting the disease, after working day and night these days, if a battle really starts, they may not be able to match Xiling Mo Qian's elite division, not to mention that they only have less than 8,000 troops left.
Once a war starts, there is no chance of winning!
However, Xiling Mo Qian has a good reputation. He will not easily risk the disapproval of the world and attack the Tianlin garrison without any reason. It is unreasonable.
After He Fei carefully examined it, he guessed, "Is it a feint, deliberately staged to attract our attention, but is it actually plotting something else?"
After all, it was he himself who lost Huzhou to the Empress, and now that the Empress is trying her best to save the people and control the spread of the plague, is he not afraid that if he takes action rashly, he will lose his credibility and be cast aside by the world?
If a war breaks out, the plague will spread unchecked across the world, and a war will directly break out between Tianlin and Longxiang Dynasty!
Ling Xiyue's voice was deep, "Where is Tianlin's nearest garrison and how many troops are there?"
He Fei immediately replied, "The nearest garrison to Qingcheng Pass is Shenyu Army, General Wei Qi's Shenjian Battalion and light cavalry. They are stationed at the border between Huzhou and Yuezhou. It will take at least seven days to temporarily mobilize troops.
Seven nights."
Ling Xiyue pursed her lips tightly.
If Mo Qian of Xiling is determined and really attacks Qingcheng Pass, temporary troop reinforcements will not be enough.
"No matter what Xiling Mo Qian wants to do, I will keep an eye on it." Ling Xiyue's eyes flashed coldly, "If there is any trouble, report it immediately!"
At this critical moment, Xiling Mo Qian probably wasn't just trying to cause trouble...
"I obey my orders!"
He Fei cupped his fists and shouted.
He stepped forward quickly, and when he was about to retreat, he was stopped by Ling Xiyue, "Wait a minute."
He Fei stopped and said, "What else do you want me to do?"
The tips of Lingxi Yue's brows were stained with frost. She thought about it for a moment, then swept her sleeves and walked out quickly.
She wanted to see what kind of tricks Xiling Mo Qian wanted to play!
He Fei was startled and quickly followed.
Night falls quietly.
A large group of people came out of the governor's house. The sound of iron hooves fell on the bluestone of the city's main road, making a thunderous sound like war drums. The night in Qingcheng, which had just become quieter and more peaceful, was probably going to change again.
The escort stopped at the gate tower, Ling Xiyue reined in her horse and turned over.
"Greetings to the Queen." The soldiers on both sides knelt on the ground.
Ling Xiyue climbed all the way up the tower.
The lights were brightly lit, and blazing torches gathered together, filling the tower like a long dragon, making the surroundings look like daylight.
"Is there any change in the formation of Jin Ming's army?" He Fei quickly asked if there had been any changes during his absence.
Seeing Ling Xiyue's lieutenant Fan Qi again, his face was filled with excitement. Looking at her cold and beautiful face, even his heart started to beat.
But he quickly restrained himself and said, "Report to the Queen and General, there are 3,000 people in Mo Qian's forward camp in Xiling, and they have advanced to two miles away, and the number is still increasing."
He Fei frowned, "Is this guy serious?"
Could this be a bluff!
Ling Xiyue raised her eyes and looked into the distance.
In the dark night, visible to the naked eye, the army was dotted all over the place, and the dense firelight filled the valley ahead. It was bright and bright, cutting off the entire path, in the shape of an arrow, heading straight towards Qingcheng Pass, advancing little by little.
"Prepare arrows, roll oil on them, roll rocks and prepare..."
He Fei quickly gave orders and started preparations for war.
As soon as the order was passed on, the soldiers immediately started to move, with the sound of soldiers' armor clashing and their feet running in order... The tower suddenly became noisy. No matter what the opponent's plan was, they had to be ready for war.
"Has the news spread?" Ling Xiyue looked at Ying Yi who returned to her side.
Ying Yi raised his eyebrows coldly and nodded a little.
It has just been spread... xdw8
Tianxia Pavilion's information network is even faster than that of Tianlin's army. It is prepared with both hands and is well prepared.
Naturally, He Fei didn't know who Ying Yi, who had been following Ling Xiyue, was. He thought he was just an ordinary secret guard. After hearing this, he also reported back, "Don't worry, Madam, my subordinates have sent messengers. Eight
Baili hastened to go and ask General Wei Qi for support!"
"Okay." Ling Xiyue responded to him.
If Xiling Mo Qian really attacks, they can only defend Qingcheng Pass and wait for support.
The night is getting darker, and dark clouds are gathering here from all directions. The covered stars and moonlight are thickly pressing on the Qingcheng Pass. Xiling Mo Qian's army, with dense firelight, is also constantly rolling towards this pass.
Until you can see the leader.
The fire lit up the sky, and in front of the swarming army, a white horse led the way!
On the back of the beautiful white horse, the man wearing silver armor had a warm smile, elegant and quiet. In the midst of thousands of troops, he still looked like a scholar in white, unaffected by the flames of war around him.
Xiling Mo Qian!
He actually went into battle himself...
That gesture didn't look like he was here to fight, but more like he was here to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
Ling Xiyue lowered her eyes and looked down. Xiling Mo Qian also happened to look up and their eyes met.
"Ling Xiyue, we meet again." Xiling Mo Qian's handsome face suddenly smiled, full of moonlight, and his voice was so gentle that it could pass through the heavy armor and fall clearly into Ling Xiyue's ears.