The bright moon was hanging high, and the night was fascinating. After a day of rushing, the Northern Mongolian army stopped to camp. Fan Lingyue dismounted and looked at the closer and closer Daxia Imperial City, the fatigue in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

The coughing sound came one after another, and the blood stained the palm of the palm of his hand. Fan Lingyue took a look and his expression was as calm as before, without any change.

Half a year has passed since the war between the two dynasties. The situation seems to be beneficial to North and Mongolia, but in fact it is not as simple as it seems.

The biggest disadvantage of Beimeng is that there are no reinforcements, one less dead. They have fought too deeply, and it will be impossible for the reinforcements in the Beimeng Royal Court to come here for a while.

Moreover, even if the cavalry of Northern Mongolia breaks through the Daxia Imperial City, there are still many things to be solved, such as the 300,000 troops blocked by her outside Tianmen Pass, and the reinforcements that were constantly gathered in various parts of Daxia.

Unfortunately, she doesn't have that much time.

All she could do was to conquer Daxia in her lifetime. As for the road ahead, Mingyue had to walk it herself.

She believed that Mingyue could walk very well.

Mingyue was what she watched as growing up, and she stayed by his side for so long, and she would never lose to anyone.

She believed that Bei Meng would become stronger and stronger in Mingyue's hands.

Under the night, the coughing sound became more and more violent, and blood spilled out of the fingers and dripped on the ground, dyeing the land of Daxia red.

In the Barbarian Palace, under the main hall, a figure knelt on the ground, waiting for the king's order.

"Follow in the secret" the Barbarian King stood on the hall with a complicated expression.

"Yes" His Highness took the order and disappeared immediately.

In the southern border of Great Xia, a pretty woman was walking on the land of Great Xia, looking for it while walking.

He must not be dead, but where is he?

Aman looked around and didn't know where he should go.

The vast summer is so big that it is so big that Aman walks day after day, looking for the figure in his heart.

In the underworld, Ning Chen knew nothing about this, and he might occasionally think of the beautiful girl from the Man Dynasty. However, most of the time, he flashed by and was replaced by state affairs and world affairs again.

No matter what era, between men and women, a woman’s heart will always be filled with each other, and at most a man will only briefly think of that gentle smile when he is tired.

The fairness between men and women has been unrealistic from ancient times to the present. Because of the different efforts, women have paid too much, while men have gained too much.

Ning Chen likes Aman, there is no doubt about this, but whether liking is the same as love may not even know.

In the underworld, Ning Chen did not wake up until the seventh day. In the qi sea of ​​Dantian, two extremely small cyclones slowly rotated, which was still very weak compared to the scroll of the birth and the scroll of the earth, but it was also considered to be initially condensed.

On that day, when he fought with the old eunuch Pei, he shattered a cyclone in his body and temporarily gained the power that could be matched by the innate nature. Now that he wants to practice again, it is probably not easier than practicing the scroll of heaven.

He could not continue to practice the scroll of life and the scroll of earth, but only practice the martial arts of the scroll of heaven and the Changsun lineage that he had deposed.

The dark source in his body could only support him to activate about one-third of his strength of true energy. He did not need to worry before the two cyclones of the martial arts of the Tianzhijuan and Changsun lineage became stronger.

Outside the underworld, the situation in Daxia was as passive as ever. Under the urgency, the imperial guards of the imperial city dispatched two battalions again. The remaining 40,000 troops in Yueyang City, plus the two imperial guards in Xiling City, a total of 160,000 troops were divided into two teams, watching and helping each other, and be sure to stop the pace of the Northern Mongolian Iron Cavalry as soon as possible.

The troops from all sides of Daxia were also likely to be transferred to the north. Except for Zhongyong Hou, who had been fighting with Manyang Kingdom in the southeast and the Black Water Army that resisted the Eternal Night Divine Sect in the West, the rest of reinforcements from all over the country were heading north with all their might.

It takes time to mobilize troops. The key now is whether these northern troops can hold back the Northern Mongolian Iron Cavalry before reinforcements arrive.

In the Daxia Palace, the ghost sedan chair drove by, and the patrolling Dragon Guard immediately stepped forward to stop it.

"It's me!"

Ning Chen got out of the ghost sedan chair in a wheelchair, took out the Dragon Guard Talisman and reached it in front of everyone.

"Wuhou!"

All the Dragon Guards immediately knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Get up and take me to see Your Majesty." Ning Chen said calmly.

Everyone stood up and lined up on both sides. An imperial guard leader was leading the way in front, and he didn't dare to breathe.

This is the newly appointed leader of the Long Guard Army. He is well-known for the reputation of Zhiming Hou. When he meets him today, even though he is black, he still feels an indescribable pressure.

The shadow of the tree of a man, Zhiming Hou is so famous in Daxia. It can be said that the Emperor Xia is pushed up by Zhiming Hou.

In the Tianyu Hall, Xia Mingyue got off the dragon throne. Looking at the figure in front of her, a complex expression flashed through her expression.

In the Great Xia, the person in front of him is the person he wants to see the most, but he also doesn't want to see the most.

The great achievements shocked the master, not just the emperor's narrow mind. It is really because such a person is too damaging the balance of the emperor's power and skills.

However, he knew that Ning Chen was not in love with power and could sacrifice for Daxia again and again because he valued love.

Everyone in the world thinks that Zhiming Hou is a cruel and ruthless person. At first he also thought so, but later he realized how ridiculous this idea was.

Weiyang Palace is the biggest weakness in front of you, but it is also the most untouchable place.

He also has his own biological mother, but after ascending the throne, he did not dare to neglect the Weiyang Palace at all.

"Come back and help me," Xia Mingri said seriously.

Ning Chen shook his head gently and said, "I can't come out for too long. I'll leave before dawn. I'm here just to remind Your Majesty that it is almost time for the maturity of the wheat valley to mature. If you want to know the itinerary of the Northern Mongolian Army, you can start from this aspect."

Hearing this, Xia Mingri was stunned and asked, "But, according to the spies' return, the Northern Mongolian Army's food and grass are still sufficient, and there is no need to prepare for it in a short period of time."

"It depends on the ability of King Jingwu. The food and grass of Beimeng have always been heavily guarded. However, in the battle of Yueyang City, Beimeng also lost many people. In addition to the 100,000 cavalry and 10,000 heavy cavalry, there were only 80,000 troops left. The Northern Mongolian cavalry can run very quickly, a thousand miles a day, but the remaining 80,000 people cannot run so fast."

Speaking of this, Ning Chen thought about it and continued, "As for the black oil in Yueyang City, Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. You just need to let the spies stare at it. Such a surprise weapon can only be used once in the North Mongolian Army. If this thing really appears in the North Mongolian Army, you can directly send martial arts masters to infiltrate it and ignite it. This kind of thing is very flammable and will spread rapidly. At that time, the North Mongolian Army will suffer. However, the wisdom of the North Mongolian Army should not make such a mistake."

Xia Mingyue listened carefully, without missing a word. After waiting for the former to finish speaking, she asked, "Is there any way you can deal with the heavy cavalry of Beimeng?"

This is a major concern for Daxia. The two battlefields in the west and north of Daxia were all turned upside down by these heavy riders.

"Yes, but it's difficult," Ning Chen said slowly.

"What do you need?" Xia Mingri asked.

"There are 30,000 cavalry, and I can't explain the other one or two sentences clearly. I will write down the specific method in detail. However, there is another thing to note. Even if these cavalry are well trained, they need to separate the 100,000 cavalry and heavy cavalry from the Northern Mongolian. Otherwise, there will be no chance," Ning Chen replied.

Xia Mingri nodded and said, "Thank you!"

After explaining everything, Ning Chen stopped leaving any more and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to do, I will take my leave first."

After the words came, Ning Chen turned around his wheelchair and walked towards His Highness.

At the rear, Xia Mingri sighed softly, and her mood became even more complicated.

Fortunately, there is a Marquis of Knowledge in Daxia. Otherwise, who would have been able to compete with the military advisor of the Northern Mongolian Army?

The Marquis' Mansion of Zhiming, Ning Chen returned. Now the Marquis' Mansion, which has changed things, is no longer as lively as before. Although the two men in Weiyang Palace and Tianyu Palace have been trying their best to maintain the prosperity of the Marquis' Mansion, it is normal for people to leave and tea to cool down. If they lose the Marquis' Mansion, it is only a matter of time before they lose it.

Liu Ruoxi is still left in the Marquis' Mansion. This beautiful courtesan has regarded the Marquis' Mansion as his home from the bottom of his heart. No matter how the Marquis' Mansion changes, he will never leave.

Ning Chen walked into the backyard in a wheelchair. The huge backyard was empty and lifeless.

Xiao Mingyue's room was empty. The little girl who used to clamor for him to tell stories has now returned to the Northern Meng Palace to continue to be the emperor. In the past, she always felt that Xiao Mingyue was too entangled. Now, without the little girl around him, she always felt that something was missing and empty.

He taught her to be kind to politics and love the people, and also to be decisive in killing and decisive. He believed that Mingyue would become a good emperor. The era of Lingyue always had to pass. The future of Northern Mongolia and Daxia will eventually be decided by Mingyue's generation.

"Mr. Marquis, is it you?"

Just then, outside the door, a gentle voice sounded, asking with a little nervousness.

Ning Chen turned around and looked at the beautiful figure at the door. A touch of warmth flashed in his eyes and said, "It's me."

Listening to this familiar voice, Liu Ruoxi's eyes suddenly wet, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

After not seeing each other for a month, Liu Ruoxi has reduced a lot, and her beautiful face has added a bit of pathological weakness.

"Come here, push me to walk around in the yard." Ning Chen smiled softly and said.

Compared to other women he knew, Liu Ruoxi was undoubtedly the weakest one, without background, without strength, and even needed to rely on a man to survive.

In fact, most women in the world are like this, but the women he met before are too powerful, such as Qingning, Xia Miaoyu, Su Feiyan, and terrible people like Fan Lingyue who make the world afraid of.

However, after all, there is only one Fan Lingyue in the world, and most of them are still ordinary people.

He never thought of changing Liu Ruoxi. It would be great to be an ordinary person. He would live his life peacefully and not be involved in the wind and rain outside.

"Mr. Marquis, will you still leave when you come back this time?" Liu Ruoxi asked.

Ning Chen was silent, and after a moment, he whispered, "I'll come back and see you."

Liu Ruoxi understood what it meant, her expression dimmed and she stopped talking.
Chapter completed!