The fat sheep are ready and the wine is ready. Even the dry firewood used for roasting sheep is ready. It is packed into several piles, and a shelf is placed on the fire. Then, the fat sheep that has been slaughtered and peeled on the fire will be set on the fire. The hot oil drips on the fire, making a whisper.

"Miss Tong, the airs are set up. Prince of the County is coming back soon?"

Zhou Tong looked at the farthest point where he could see the snow and white clouds merged into one.

"Okay, wait for him together!"

The sound of horse hooves came from far and near, and a horse galloped over and got closer. The messenger turned over and dismounted: "Miss Tong, the prince is going to chase Yang Shixun!"

"Where did he return?" Zhou Tong asked.

Just two hours ago, she had just received the news that Yang Shixun was defeated and the Prince of Yanbei won a great victory and was on the way back.

"After walking for only more than thirty miles, the prince ordered the horse to turn around and chase Yang Shixun's remaining soldiers." said the newsman.

Zhou Tong smiled. Her younger brother is always more sensible than others, and more than her.

The two had the same intentions, but she didn't expect that he would shoot the dog with a fake shot. However, now that she knew, she immediately guessed what he would do.

Outsiders don’t know that many times, Zhou Tong and Yanbei Prince like to guess each other’s ideas. This is a small game that only belongs to them, and the prize is often a candy or an apple.

At this moment, Zhou Tong shook her head. If she lost this time, let Ayu have a bowl of bar.

Although Mr. Yu is the largest bandit in Yanbei, both Li Yongji and Yun Qi have strictly controlled the Prince of Yanbei. They eat meat and drink big pieces of wine. When they are happy, they find a girl to live happily. They have never had anything to do with Prince of Yanbei. They stayed in the bandit nest for four years. On the surface, Prince of Yanbei is still the noble and reserved little prince. As for the bones, Zhou Tongsang, her younger brother is very cute.

As night fell, one or two wild beasts cried out from afar. Zhou Tong sat in front of the fire, his eyes still staring at the distance. At this time, there were no blue sky and white clouds. The place where the white clouds and white snow blended was replaced by the night. The endless snow reflected crystal light under the moonlight.

As if there was a quarrel, Zhou Tong asked, "Who is it?"

Jiang Ermei rolled her eyes: "Who else can it be? Wu Huzi must have bullied your grandson again, I'll beat him up."

Zhou Tong smiled and asked, "The Yao Niang went to the battlefield with the army. Is anyone changing the medicine for them today?"

Jiang Ermei said, "My sister-in-law changed it for them. They were honest and went to bed after changing the medicine. They probably woke up now."

Zhou Tong stood up and said, "Go and see them."

The wounded soldiers' tent was not far away. Wu Huzi was exposed to Zhou Cheng's light and followed Zhou Cheng in a small room separated. Zhou Tong lifted the curtain and saw something hidden behind Wu Huzi under the light. Zhou Cheng actually looked down and his head was facing upside down!

Yao Niang didn’t even let Zhou Cheng get out of bed!

"Zhou Cheng, what are you doing?" Zhou Tong asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Cheng suddenly heard someone calling him, and his body softened and he fell down. Zhou Tong was clear-headed and rushed over with a quick hand. He held him in a hurry.

As for Wu Huzi Wu Bisheng, what he hid behind him was actually a leather bag containing wine.

"You two are desperate. Come on, tie them to the bed!"

When Zhou Tong walked out of the wounded tent, he could still hear Zhou Cheng's howling: "Grandma, I've changed it, I've really changed it, please let me go!"

......

"Old Marquis, General, Prince Yanbei turned his head and chased Yang Shixun!"

Another pigeon flew over, bringing the latest information about the scout.

Liu Yanbo's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Old Marquis, now is a good time to send troops."

Li Yongji snorted, stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, and said, "Send a letter to Xiao Xiaoqi, I will send troops first."

......

Under the same night sky, Xiao Ren cut off a piece of cooked roe deer meat with a knife and threw it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

In the distance, Jiang Xiujie ran over and said loudly: "There is a letter to the news. The prince of Yanbei won a great victory, and Yang Shixun retreated a hundred miles!"

Xiao Ren was not as excited as Jiang Xiujie imagined. He narrowed his eyes slightly and thoughtful. After a moment, he threw the piece of roe deer meat on his hand to Jiang Xiujie and shouted loudly: "Come here, check again!

After saying that, he walked towards the big tent.

Jiang Xiujie held the piece of roe deer meat and wanted to eat it, but then he realized that Xiao Ren did not give him a knife. He had to tear off one piece and throw it into his mouth, chew it, and frowned and said, "He can even eat such a bad thing. When will this picky food problem be changed?"

Xiao Ren was picky about food. He was picky about food, whether in the Duke Dingguo Mansion or the King of Qin Mansion. This problem was not changed even after entering the military camp. He would rather be hungry than eat something he didn't like to eat.

Xiao Lizi, who had just finished feeding Zhuifeng, happened to come over, glanced at Jiang Xiujie, and said lightly: "Miss Tong is not picky, and Young Master Qi has long been no longer picky about food. It's been so many years since this happened, how did you discover it?"

Jiang Xiujie was stunned, looked at Xiaolizi who was walking away, touched his head, and nodded silently to praise: "A real man can bend and stretch, and admire him!"

In the big tent, Xiao Ren stood in front of the map, and his slender fingers with distinct bones slowly moved on the map. Suddenly, he turned around and said to Xiaolizi who had just walked in: "Let Jiang Xiujie mobilize his troops immediately, and then let Ouyang Heng and Wang Quanzhou come here."

Half an hour later, the 10,000 troops under Xiao Ren had already gathered. Jiang Xiujie asked, "Seventh Master, who else do we have to wait for?"

Xiao Ren looked into the distance and whispered: "Wait for a message."

Everything was silent, the night wind was howling, mixed with the sound of one or two war horses. Everyone stood still, staring at Xiao Ren intently.

Xiao Rengang looked further away.

Jiang Xiujie frowned. The Seventh Master tonight is looking forward to, what are he looking forward to?

Finally, a rider ran wildly, breaking the silence under the night sky.

"General, General, Prince Yanbei is chasing Yang Shixun!"

A smile appeared on Xiao Ren's lips. Sorry, Mr. Li, I originally asked you to discuss sending troops together, but now the situation has changed. I can't wait for your reply and will take the lead in sending troops. When I see you another day, I will definitely ask you to drink and apologize.

Xiao Ren pulled out his sword, and the cold light shone on his armor, illuminating his young face.

The eyes that are as bright as the morning stars on weekdays are cold and deep at this time, just like the bright moon reflected in the cold pond in the deep mountains and valleys.

"Send troops!" Xiao Ren shouted!

It is as fast as the wind, its slow as the forest, its invasion is as fire, and its motion is as motionless as a mountain.

Yanbei, quiet night, cold moon, snow, horses roar, wind, swords and figures, thousands of troops emerge from the night.

The wind and thunder lead, the wind moves, and the mountains yell at the tsunami!
Chapter completed!