Emotional cannon fodder, the whole family died tragically?Dream it!

"Worth, General Nan, look at it."

When Adjutant Huang heard this, his face paled instantly, "My lord, please spare me!"

Seeing that Yan Yeming was unmoved, Adjutant Huang could only turn his head to look at Nan Jianming.

"General, I beg you, for the sake of following you for many years, please forgive me."

"My lord, please forgive my father. It's all my fault. It's my lord who wanted to come to your camp on my own initiative."

After Huang Ling'er finished speaking delicately, she wanted to reach out and grab Yan Yeming's sleeve.

But before she touched the sleeve, she was stopped by a hand.

"The prince's body is also something you can touch?"

Nan Shuyu looked at Huang Ling'er coldly, her eyes full of murderous intent.

Seeing this, Huang Ling'er immediately withdrew her hand in fright, and then turned her head to look at Yan Yeming pitifully.

However, Yan Yeming's eyes fell on Nan Shuyu's body, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"King Ben is happy today, let's let you go, get out!"

Hearing this, Adjutant Huang was overjoyed, and Huang Ling'er was even more happy from ear to ear.

Because she begged for mercy, the lord spared them, and the lord always liked her.

It's just that now is not the time, she will come quietly one day.

Just as she was thinking, Huang Ling'er was pulled out of the tent by Adjutant Huang.

Nan Jianming glanced at the thin man next to him, then bowed his head and left the camp.

Looking at the direction of the camp, Nan Jianming always felt that something was weird, but after thinking about it, there was nothing strange about it.

After everyone left, Nan Shuyu looked at Yan Yeming, "The emperor's relatives are amazing, and people throw themselves into their arms wherever they go."

Her eccentric words did not make Yan Yeming angry, on the contrary, he became happier.

"If it's not good, so many people won't be eyeing the throne."

snort!
Nan Shuyu snorted coldly, did not speak, but went to the side and spread out the folded quilt and lay down on it.

Because the border is dangerous.

Yan Yeming asked her to sleep in a tent with him. Of course, during the day, she was still just his guard.

Looking at her back, Yan Yeming smiled indulgently, and was about to go to the desk to read the military book, but the sound of the horn of the enemy's invasion came from outside.

hum. . . .

The sound of the horn sounded throughout the barracks, and all the soldiers quickly rectified and stood ready for battle.

This time it was the army of the Western Jin Dynasty who attacked.

The army of the Western Jin Dynasty came fiercely, and Jihu began to attack the city without the slightest discussion.

This time it was his father and elder brother who sent troops. Nan Shuyu came to the city wall with his bow and arrows full.

Three arrows at a time, anyone who approached or was about to touch his father and elder brother died from the arrows.

"Good arrow!" Nan Jianming and Nan Yuheng turned their heads to look at the person who released the arrow on the city wall at the same time.

Both of them admired it in their eyes.

Not surprisingly, Osaki still won this battle, but after two rounds, Osaki's army also suffered heavy losses.

Numerous seriously wounded soldiers were continuously carried into emergency camps.

Bai Zimu also got busy.

The whole barracks is in a busy state.

The air smelled of blood.

At present, there are less than [-] soldiers left who have been killed or injured, and there is still a Dongfang Li stalking behind them.

In the third battle, Osaki is already in crisis, whether he can persevere is unknown.

Heavy oppression over the barracks.

Judging from the time interval between the attacks of the Western Jin Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty, at most tomorrow morning, the Dongming Kingdom would attack.

The intact soldiers have already rested collectively, getting ready for tomorrow's battle.