The wind is more bitter than before.

The howling north wind swept through the snow on the ground, rolling countless white snow foam onto people's faces. For a moment, the wind seemed to have a shape, like a sharp and cold blade, blowing many people shaking their bodies.

However, Zhu Feng rode on the horse's back, but his waist was even straighter than a javelin.

Over the years, he can be regarded as "pampered and living a life of luxury", but such a generous life has not worn down his will at all. Even though his mind has become more and more peaceful in recent years, sometimes he even has the spirit of a benevolent king or a kind father, once he goes to the battlefield, a sharp light suddenly bursts out from his peaceful eyes, and his calm appearance is like a strong bow ready to go.

Wait for the enemy shooting at any time.

At this moment, on the distant horizon, countless black dots had appeared faintly, and the increasingly rapid sound of horse hooves could be clearly heard in the sound of the wind, beating in everyone's ears like drums.

It was the cavalry of the Neng Kingdom, who were charging towards them!

At this time, Deputy General Tang Jichen had pressed one hand on the hilt of the long knife around his waist, and his eyes were so excited that they were a little red from the upcoming battle. He whispered: "Your Majesty--"

Zhu Feng just raised his hand gently.

Originally, the people around were ready to go, but seeing His Majesty the Emperor, everyone immediately stopped the horses that were also very excited to sit down and rushed out at almost any time.

Why, yet not?

While looking at the black dots that were getting closer and closer in front of them, everyone looked at His Majesty the Emperor, who was still as motionless as a mountain. Logically speaking, he came here in person, even regardless of Lord Yingshao's dissuasion, and he must have fought this battle. Why don't everyone take action now?

Even so, no one dared to neglect.

After all, the enemy is already ahead, and no matter whether the emperor gives or not, they cannot sit still and wait for death like this. On the contrary, the closer the enemy gets, the more they need to be on guard.

Thinking of this in my heart, everyone gathered their strength, everyone stared at the soldiers of the Neng Kingdom getting closer and closer in front of them. Their hands were too nervous and forced, and they pushed their veins up, and they pressed them on their respective hilts.

Although the war was not imminent, everyone was like a tight bowstring.

A critical moment.

Soon, the cavalry of the Neng Kingdom roared and was only a shot away from them.

Tang Jichen couldn't help but whispered: "Emperor!"

The distance between them was so close, but Zhu Feng had not ordered a reunion. Once the cavalry of the Neng Kingdom began to shoot arrows, the people here could only be alive as targets.

However, Zhu Feng still said nothing.

The cavalry of the Neng Kingdom on the opposite side did not shoot arrows. They were still riding on horseback and whistling towards this side.

They didn't have archers?

Although cavalry is the main force in fighting on the grassland, the existence of archers is also very important, especially the Chinese people are proficient in riding and shooting. These two skills are complementary, but this time they did not use bows and arrows as attacks at all.

And now the distance is getting closer and closer, Zhu Feng can clearly see that there are about four or five thousand people coming this time. If it weren't for the mistakes made by the soldiers just now, they still have reservations.

But even if there are only four or five thousand men, the cavalry rushed towards each other, like a dark cloud.

The snowflakes stirred by the horse's hooves had already pounced on their faces with the wind.

Tang Jichen's eyes were red.

Just when he was almost unable to hold back, he finally heard the order of His Majesty the Emperor in front of him: "Kill!"

Although this sound was not loud, it was like a muffled thunder on the grassland where the north wind whistled. Everyone felt a numbness in their hearts. The imprisoned force seemed to suddenly slap a needle and burst out. They immediately roared, waving the sharp sword in their hands and rushed forward!

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Looking at the rusty red color, Nan Yan's eyes gradually turned red.

"ah!"

A quick low voice came from behind. Nan Yan turned around and saw Aunt Tongyun at first sight. She obviously saw the rusty red color on the ground. She was startled and was about to look up and say something to Nan Yan, but when she paired Nan Yan's gloomy face, she trembled suddenly.

"Empress..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Nan Yan step on his toes and crush it twice.

The rusty red snow foam disappeared without a trace.

Nan Yan turned around and looked at her and said lightly: "Some things should not be seen by you, let alone you say more."

Aunt Tongyun suddenly felt unable to breathe, as if an invisible hand suddenly strangled her throat.

She has been with Nanyan for longer than Nanyan's closest confidant Ran Xiaoyu. Although she is the master and servant, Nanyan has always favored her with her relatives. Over the years, he has never seen Nanyan use such a way, and he looks at her with almost murderous eyes.

Aunt Tongyun didn't dare to let out a breath. She choked for a long time before she said hoarsely: "I... understand."

Only then did Nanyan turn around and walk to the other side.

But after taking two steps, she still couldn't let go and stopped again.

Aunt Tongyun followed her, not daring to breathe.

After a while, Nan Yan whispered: "But there is still a way to remedy it?"

“…”

At this time, Aunt Tongyun was afraid that she would cause death if she said one more word, but the concubine said, but she didn't dare to answer, let alone not answer. After hesitating for a long time, she said in a low voice: "If you can rest well-"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Nan Yan say, "I understand."

This sentence was like a knife, cutting off the words she didn't say behind her.

Aunt Tongyun dared not speak anymore.

Nan Yan sat back in the tent. Although there was a burning bonfire in front of her and a hot soup delivered by Delu, she looked pale and her eyes were blank, and she was as cold as an ice sculpture.

After a while, Yingshao arranged everything and returned to the account to obey the order.

Nanyan was silent for a while, and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing, making the bonfire almost stick to the ground. She couldn't help but raise her head and look at the vast north, a vast snowfield, and naturally she couldn't see Zhu Feng's figure.

She whispered: "The fight has started..."

Yingshao thought for a while and said, "Empress can rest assured. Although the left and right wing troops have not yet been closed, His Majesty the Emperor is the son of destiny. He has been conquering the Northern Region for many years and has invincible divine power and will definitely win and triumphantly."

“…”

Nan Yan was silent for a while before slowly saying: "Of course I know that the emperor will win the victory and triumph."

“…”

"How could he allow himself to fall here?"

“…”
Chapter completed!