My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 47 Thaksin (Additional update)
A bloody hoarse voice was heard clearly by the common people and the people in the Sikou Mansion who were driven out.

"Taiyuan and Yunzhong were surprised to hear that...Xihe had fallen, so they...surrendered to him, and welcomed the barbarians into the customs. Yan, Yanmen...was besieged, the master of the family reconciled, and the son died."

The surroundings were in chaos, and even those from the Sikou Mansion didn't care what they were doing in Prince Huaiwu's Mansion, and hurried back to Jinque to report.

Wei Wanfeng's eyes were stained with blood, and the tail of her eyes was smoky. Her hand was wiping the blood from Han Rui's jaw, and unexpectedly another mouthful of black blood came out.

She reached out to pick it up, a tear ran across her face, and she choked up, "Han Rui."

Han Rui is her eldest brother's lieutenant. She and her eldest brother have been brothers and sisters since childhood. He can also be regarded as the brother who watched her grow up. Han Rui did not die during his lifetime.

Rong Xian stepped forward, pressed his slender and cool fingers on his pulse, pursed his thin lips, looked at Wei Wan and shook his head.

Han Rui smiled with his chapped lips, raised his clean hands, and wiped away the tears on Wei Wan's chin with the back of his hands: "Don't cry, girl. The head of the family said... A girl's tears are stars in the sky and pearls in the sea. ,"

"precious."

"He, he told you...don't cry."

Wei Wan's phoenix eyes were lightly closed, water droplets formed on his long eyelashes, and the Bodhisattva wept, showing pity for the suffering of all living beings.

Rong Xian's fox eyes were deep, his jaw was tense, he turned around and stood with a gun in his hands, blocking everyone's gaze.

Han Rui suppressed his voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "The Wei family army is 18, retreat to the southeast Yinshan Mountain, and wait for the girl."

The words fell, and there was no more sound.

After a long time, Rong Xian felt the tightening force on his wrist and tilted his head slightly.

There were no tears on Wei Wan's plain face, and when he raised his eyes, he was full of cruelty.

In the ear room, Rong Xian crossed his legs, raised his eyebrows slightly, and played with the handle of the ink jade fan with his long and thin hands: "Disappointed?"

"It's out of the question." Wei Wan used warm water to cleanse her face, and she used the precious silk to wipe her face. "It's expected, but it's unexpected."

"It seems that you and I are destined," he put the black jade fan aside, and picked up the tea bowl on the side table, "to be the bird of the same forest."

She threw the silk into the copper basin, and raised her eyelids lightly: "When the disaster is imminent, each of us will fly away."

Rong Xian frowned, smiled and skimmed off the froth on the surface of the tea, then blew on it, and took a sip, her movements were elegant and elegant, her neck was like that white marble, curling autumn moon.

Wei Wan took out the bag, pulled the hemp rope away, picked up a red animal gold nugget, and had some guesses in her heart: "This is,"

"Tiger Talisman." Rong Xian squinted his eyes and tasted it. The bitter taste turned sweet, and he put down the tea bowl, "Uncle was granted the throne, so the Tiger Talisman does not need to be handed over to Jinque, but this Tiger Talisman is half of it."

She held the golden tiger talisman, and a few traces of success appeared in her eyes. In fact, she did not receive this tiger talisman in her previous life, only the bone whistle.

The aura around Wei Wan was too peaceful. What was originally a green lake that could cause ripples when a stone fell has now become a bottomless black sea. Even under the bright sunlight, there is no trace of ripples.

People have also become unreal. They can be seen but cannot be touched.

"Wei Rang leads his army to fight against the barbarians. When the whole army is defeated, it is the best choice for the Wei army to send troops to rescue them."

Naturally, Wei Wan also knew that this was the best choice, and he could use this to appreciate King Wei's fear and panic.But Wei Rang led the army to send troops, even if he traveled day and night, he might not be able to reach the boundary of Bingzhou, which meant that there were tens of thousands of people in the eight counties of the border city north of Dingxiang...

are all to be abandoned.

The people in the homes of the eight counties in the border town worshiped not gods or earthly immortals, but her father.

Wei Wan poked her fingertips into her pocket, and then hesitated. She looked down and saw that besides a bone whistle, there was also a blood-stained Gesang flower in that pocket.

The wind and sand in the northwest is still in her ears, bringing her back to the past.

She was lying on the back of the mastiff, with her hands and feet attached to the soft belly of the mastiff. She was wearing a red coat. The mastiff was walking among the flowers, and the petals of Gesang petals were rubbing against her tender face, which made her itchy. He turned his head and buried it in the hairy neck of the mastiff.

After a while, her father held her in his arms and put a flower crown made of Gesang flowers on her head.

My father rubbed her slightly red face with his fingertips and smiled fondly: "The indomitable Gesang flower is given to the most beautiful and noble little Wang Ji who is my father."

……

Her brows were calm, but she added a bit of determination: "To the north of Yinshan Mountain are Shuofang, Wuyuan, and Shangjun. To the north is Yanmen Pass. To the west is the Great City of Dingxiang as a barrier. Behind is Juyong Pass. Wei Rang led his troops all the way north. It must be heading northwest from Dingxiang to Bingzhou. By then, we can capture Yanmen Pass in one fell swoop while the army is fighting."

"As long as Wei Rang can defend Bingzhou..."

"Do you think he can defend Bingzhou?" Rong Xian squinted his eyes and raised his lips in a smile. Then the faint smile disappeared and his eyes were slightly raised. "It would be beneficial to abandon the eight border counties."

"He Yi."

"Shining through the ages, the number one female God of War in all nations."

Wei Wan's eyes were fixed on the rising smoke, and he clenched the pocket in his palm: "Rong Xian, my revenge should not be sacrificed at the expense of the people in the border town."

"The nations need talents like you to strategize and rule the world, but there must always be someone who defends the country regardless of the cost." She raised her eyes, and met those calculating fox eyes through the rising clouds and mists. , said lightly, "I am willing to be one of them."

Rong Xian's eyes fell on the pocket in her hand, and her long eyelashes raised: "But what if he can't defend Bingzhou."

Yes, but what if he can't keep Bingzhou!
Yanmen was besieged again, and the remaining 18 Wei troops were about to become the dead souls of the barbarians.

Undoubtedly, she couldn't afford to gamble, and she didn't dare to gamble.

As long as Shen Huixian was the one who sent troops, she was willing to give everything she had to try, but it was Wei Rang who sent troops.

The fall of Bingzhou is inevitable.

A light mist flashed across her phoenix eyes, her eyelashes narrowed slightly, and her cold and serious posture was covered with a layer of danger: "Since it is inevitable, then we only need to notify Wei Rang in advance."
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Yinshan.

Groups of Wei family soldiers gathered around the fire, their armors were chopped into disrepair.

It is silence, and it is also desolation.

The surrounding trees shaded them, devoured them.

'Kang Lang' the stove fire was kicked to the ground, a man came in black armor, holding a golden helmet with phoenix wings in his arms, raised his small face, with a serious expression: "Who lit the fire!"

"Fifth Young Master," a soldier sitting by the fire stood up, clutching his wounded leg, "Brothers are also too cold..."

The visitor just glanced over sharply, and then there was no voice: "Who lit the fire."

"It's the last general," another soldier stood up, cupping his hands to apologize, but he didn't have time to speak.

The light of the knife suddenly rises, and the head falls to the ground.

The fifth young master was only twelve or thirteen years old, but he struck out swiftly and with an aura as strong as the scorching sun: "Fireworks are prohibited in the mountains and forests. Anyone who disobeys military orders shall be executed."

The fifth young master threw away the knife and turned around to explore the depths of the mountain forest.

Lieutenant General Yang Liu glanced at the silent soldiers of Yaque, pointed at them with hatred, turned around and chased after the fifth son, and followed suit, still couldn't help asking:

"Fifth son, fourth girl, will she come?"

The fifth young master paused, looked up at the sky, looked at the sky, and said firmly, "She will."

His sister whom he had never met before.

Her father and brother said that she has people in her heart.

he believe.

　Pure gold: the perfect quality of gold (unachievable in actual smelting)
　　Golden Tiger Talisman: The Golden Tiger Talisman of the Warring States Period is now in the Xi'an Museum.

　　I don't know if everyone cried or not, but the official wrote that they cried, and the tears were too low.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)