Mo Shang is young

77. Raid

On the first day of February, the sky was cold and the ground was freezing, with goose feathers and heavy snow falling all day and night, everything was silent between the sky and the earth, and the birds and beasts disappeared for a while.

"Report to Commander! There is a man outside the camp who claims to be escorting Mo Ziqian to see him."

Han Zixing's hand holding the pen stopped, and suddenly felt a strong anxiety in his heart. She ordered Mo Ziqian to be escorted back to Luoyi. Even if everything goes well at this moment, he will only go to Pingzhou territory. That can only be...

"Let him in."

"Report to Commander-in-Chief, Mo Ziqian has been robbed! This subordinate is to be punished." The man who came was busy, his armor was covered with someone's blood, Han Zixing squinted at his hesitating expression Eye.

"You all go out."

The two soldiers in the tent took orders to retreat.

"Now you can speak."

"Yes! I was ordered by the Commander-in-Chief to escort Mo Ziqian back to Luoyi. I didn't dare to relax at all along the way, but I was attacked as soon as I entered the territory of Pingzhou. The people here are well-trained and there are enough people like me Ten times as many, and we did not snatch Mo Ziqian even though we fought desperately. The rest of the brothers died on the spot, only the subordinate was killed. He woke up from a coma for two days and rushed back to deliver the letter."

Han Zixing didn't speak after listening, just stared coldly at the kneeling person in front of him, that person was not as flustered as he imagined, but very calm.

"You should have something else to tell me!"

"Yes!"

"Say."

"My subordinates didn't know that you had come to the front line until they arrived in Moyang City, so they rushed here overnight. In order to hurry, they took a shortcut among the mountains. It was on this road that my subordinates discovered Wan Yong's troops transporting food and grass."

As soon as these words came out, Han Zixing was suddenly enlightened. A few days ago, he got a report that Wanyong's food and grass troops had lost contact with the frontline troops because they didn't know that the two frontline cities had been quickly recovered by Mu Yue, so they hid in the mountains.

"It's not your fault, go down and rest."

"Thank you, Marshal!" Apparently he didn't expect Han Zixing to let him go like this, and the man staggered down.

"Come out, Zeyi."

Lu Zeyi came out from behind the screen, and she didn't want to hear about these troublesome things. She was the only woman in the barracks who disguised herself as a man. She wasn't in charge of Han Zixing's daily cleaning, who would!

Called her out but didn't talk to her, Han Zixing just sketched on the map by himself.Lu Zeyi leaned over to take a look and was surprised:

"Marshal, you shouldn't be taking risks!"

The red circles marked on the map are clearly the hidden villas of Wan Dongyang that Han Zixing had mentioned before—many villas.One of the princess' hobbies is to build other gardens in various strange places to accommodate her huge harem, and of course, it is also a cover for her brother to secretly cultivate power.

"It's not an adventure." The light tone almost made people think that this matter was as simple as hooking fingers to Han Zixing.

"But……"

"But how does the commander-in-chief know that the grain and grass are here? You don't know Wan Dongyang. If it is true that you ran into the grain and grass troops in the deep mountains, then the grain and grass can only be scattered in Wan Dongyang's other garden. She Too confident, but I don’t know that the commander-in-chief has already started to investigate her other gardens a few years ago.” Han Zixing paused, and continued to write quickly, as if aware of Lu Zeyi’s question, he opened his mouth again:

"The commander-in-chief also knows in his heart that this person who came to report the letter has half-truths and half-truths. However, the commander-in-chief doesn't care whether it is true or not. What the commander-in-chief wants is a legitimate reason."

Han Zixing put down his pen slowly, raised his head, his star pupils were full of firmness without any hesitation.Yes, she is going, even if there is no news of food, she is still going to Wanyong.

Ever since Luo Yingying was taken away by Wan Dongyang, she was afraid to fall asleep but longed to sleep.Because in the dream, Luo Yingying, who was full of longing for her back then, would be waiting for her in the study, in the bedroom, or in the front hall.When you see her, you will talk to her gently, ask her if she is hot or cold, and ask her if she is hungry or full.In the dream, I felt as if I could touch the person in front of me with my hand, feel the warmth of her body, and soothe the pain I missed day and night.But every time she stretched out her hand, everything in front of her was like a shattered environment. There was no other garden, no study, no blue sky, no white clouds, and even no Luo Yingying.

She misses Luo Yingying, yes, she is not humane on the surface, but even if it is a stone, it has already been warmed by Luo Yingying!She has done bad things to Luo Yingying time and time again, causing her to throw herself into the lake, ruining her reputation as a lady, and even viciously trying to kill her to relieve the pain of the two of them.Until he self-righteously gave her a divorce letter and pushed her into Wan Dongyang's clutches.She was sad, she wanted to protect Luo Yingying, no one would have thought that this weak but stubborn girl would stumble and shatter her long-standing defenses, like a glimmer of light in the perennially dark valley, Although faint, it is exceptionally bright.

Han Zixing had had enough of these days of torture.She wished she could immediately take Luo Yingying back to her side to protect her, even if Luo Yingying hated her so much that she gritted her teeth, she would admit it.

Thinking of this, Han Zixing actually smiled, and there was a little indulgence and indulgence in that smile, which made Lu Zeyi feel a chill.

"Zeyi, go and give this letter to Bingze, pass it on to Lin Feng, and find a way to give it to my grandfather."

Lu Zeyi was going to pick up the letter, feeling so bitter in his heart, Lin Feng was easy to find, it was in the barracks, where did the grandfather who just showed up and went off to nowhere tell her to look for it!She doesn't know martial arts, she doesn't run fast, and she doesn't know the place well!But she will never let go of this opportunity to mock Han Zixing:

"Are you finally determined to save the little princess?"

Han Zixing glanced at her, and suddenly said seriously:

"I never let go of saving her, so how can I finally make up my mind? Don't rush to deliver the letter, is it to defy the military order?"

The intentionally serious tone at the back made Lu Zeyi want to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he obediently accepted the order to deliver the letter. Isn't she just Zhong Ruoying, she won't let Lin Feng think of a way?

It was night, Han Zixing selected a hundred cavalrymen and marched towards the destination.

In the cold night in the mountains, the wind that blows on the face is like a blade. People who have been riding for a long time have their hands frozen and gradually lose consciousness.But Han Zixing was warm from heart to body, if all went well, maybe Luo Yingying could be rescued.

The galloping horse startled the nocturnal birds and beasts deep in the mountains, but the man on the horse didn't care at all.They were getting closer and closer to their destination, and the lights could be seen from a distance. Han Zixing ordered everyone to get off their horses and stand by on the spot, and quickly approached the first assault Bieyuan with his light skills like an arrow from a string.

In less than a stick of incense, Han Zixing had already returned to the team, his eyes slightly depressed.

Overnight, Han Zixing and his team burned down six Wan Dongyang's other gardens, seeing that Wan Yong's food and grass had been almost consumed, but Han Zixing's face did not look relaxed at all, his thin lips were tightly pursed, still, no.

Then, only this last place is left, I hope, she is here.