Rebirth and the Pro-Queen

[Life is a dream, white clouds and white horses, kindness and resentment, true and false, but the sun and the moon are silent, and the water passes without a trace. 】

Back in the room, Ling Yuexi felt extremely heavy.

Whether what she said to Lan Qi was true or false, it was all to save Xiao Mojue.But Lan Qi seems to be bound by the relationship they grew up with, and she is willing to believe in herself and be honest with each other.

Putting palms together, Ling Yuexi silently prayed: If I really have a chance to go back to the modern world, let this miracle happen to Lan Qi!

It's just that I hope he can return to modern times as a whole, instead of being like himself, who has to shoulder a strange responsibility when he arrives in a strange world, and he can't help himself in everything.

Lan Qi went to the barracks and personally arranged the deployment to go all out to meet the army of the Celestial Dynasty.Over the years, many generals who have been promoted and selected in the army have been inserted by the "Tianshamen". They have bewitched the hearts of the army and organized a pair of "death squads". All of them are bare-chested and wearing vicious ghost masks, ready to attack at night. The Celestial Army that had just been stationed outside the city.

Sinan, Feng Zhuo and several lieutenants were discussing how to march, but they saw Lieutenant Cheng walk into the big tent with a nervous expression.

"General, the last general just intercepted a secret letter!"

Si Nan and Feng Zhuo looked at each other, Feng Zhuo walked up to Deputy General Cheng, took the silk, slowly opened it, took a look, his expression turned cold, and handed it to Si Nan again.

"There's a sneak attack tonight, immediately tell the military doctor to get the money!"

Sinan ordered immediately.

Yuan Qing and Li Nanfeng are veterans of the Chixuan Army, and they are also Xiao Mojue's left and right arms on the battlefield, one is good at planning, the other is brave and good at fighting.Both of them were taken aback for a moment, then Li Nanfeng said, "I don't know if it's believable?"

"Although it was not written by the Prince Regent himself, it has his mark."

Si Nan said and handed the secret letter to the two of them.

Sure enough, the silk was painted with a white manjusawa that only grew in the Prince Regent's Mansion.

"The borders of this flower are all outlined in red, which may mean that the prince is in deep prison!"

Li Nanfeng said solemnly.

At this moment, when the military doctor asked to see him outside the tent, Sinan coughed and ordered in a low voice: "This matter must not be publicized!"

When the military doctor got the money, Si Nan immediately wrote down a few medicinal herbs on the rice paper and handed it to the military doctor to brew in secret for every soldier to drink, and ordered Yuan Qing to take charge of the matter.

After Yuan Qing and the others got out of the tent, Li Nanfeng pointed the silk silk at the light again and examined it carefully, and murmured for a while: "A chrysanthemum was pierced with a needle in the lower right corner of the silk silk. If it wasn't for the light, it would be hard to see shape."

"chrysanthemum?"

Si Nan stroked his chin with one hand, his brows were tangled into a word 'Chuan'.

Feng Zhuo's eyes dimmed, and his voice was low, and he said slowly: "Listening to the triumphant return from the Battle of Fenggu, the whole city is greeted by chrysanthemums, and the palace is also full of autumn chrysanthemums!"

"You mean..."

Only the emperor can have such strength, and only the empress can make the emperor take such painstaking efforts!

Li Nanfeng heard the dumb words of the two, and he also expected one or two in his heart.

"Does the military division have a good strategy to make our army win the first battle?"

Si Nan's expression turned serious, and he asked in a deep voice.

A trace of anger appeared on his handsome face.

Li Nanfeng had already made up his mind, and replied: "Their sneak attack gave our army a chance instead!"

"..."

After hearing Li Nanfeng's plan, Feng Zhuo also felt that the plan was feasible, nodded in approval, and immediately took orders to go down with Li Nanfeng to deploy.

The four seasons in northern Xinjiang are distinct, and the climate is relatively dry, but it is the beginning of September, the mountains are dyed in autumn, the fallen leaves are scattered, and the eyes are silent and bleak.

Si Nan was dressed in silver armor, with delicate features and delicate features, adding to his masculine heroic appearance.

He looked at the barren distant mountains, feeling more and more melancholy.

He wanted to go to Fengqi Palace to say goodbye by himself, but Wu Qingyang stopped him outside the palace, saying that the empress was in grief because of her martyrdom in the west, and she wanted to fast for the rest of the month without seeing anyone!

At that time he believed it!

Thinking about it now, I'm afraid the empress is being held hostage by 'Ling Yueming', otherwise, it would be difficult for him to escape from the palace.

"Miss!"

Si Nan muttered to himself, the sunset was drunk red, and the crimson sunset glow was delicate and blurred, she seemed to be a queen empress in a red military uniform, with a fairy beauty, soft and heroic appearance, smiling at him.

In the third watch, it is the most sleepy.

In the distance, by the direction of the wind, reddish smoke swirled in. Soldiers on patrol yawned one after another, closing their eyes sleepily. Holding a scimitar with a cold light, he approached the camp like a ghost, spread out, and got into every military tent.

In the darkness, only the sound of Chi's sharp knife cutting their throats was heard, and they had no time to make a terrifying sound.

At the same time, Feng Zhuo and Li Nanfeng led [-] elite troops to raid the Xiyuan Army.In the night, the flames suddenly appeared, the Chixuan flag fluttered in the wind, and countless figures fell under their feet in the shadow of swords, lights and swords.

Seeing that the army's morale was slackened, Lan Qi led his men to retreat immediately.

"General, the Chixuan Army has always treated the captives kindly. After all, they are the people of the Celestial Dynasty, so there is no need to kill them all!"

Facing Feng Zhuo's iron-blooded tactics, Li Nanfeng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"The military division is really loyal to the regent?"

Feng Zhuo's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, full of sarcasm?

Li Nanfeng was startled, then bowed and said: "General, what you said is wrong, now you are the deputy commander of the Chixuan army, you are all honored!"

"Hehe, so you are not stupid!"

Feng Zhuo smiled sadly, suddenly threw away the torch in his hand, and shouted: "Military commander be careful!"

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When Feng Zhuo hugged Li Nanfeng's body, a sharp arrow pierced into Li Nanfeng's chest, hitting his heart.

"Come on people!"

Feng Zhuo yelled, and exerted even more force in his hands.

"Why, why?"

Li Nanfeng never expected that Feng Zhuo would personally stab the arrow in his heart.

"The emperor's word of mouth!"

Feng Zhuo smiled slightly, and whispered in Li Nanfeng's ear.

"Military division, military division..."

Feng Zhuo hugged Li Nanfeng's body and called out in grief, sincerely.

"Great master!"

Li Nanqing's lips twitched like a sigh, his eyes were full of sadness, helplessness, and hatred.

He knew in his heart that his own death had just begun, and perhaps soon, his younger brothers Li Nanqing and Yuan Qing would also encounter the same. As the king regent's counselor, he was really smart and confused all his life!

"military adviser!"

A group of military advisers who had followed Li Nanqing all year round knelt around him, crying bitterly.

Putting down Li Nanfeng's body, Feng Zhuo stood up, staring at the Xiyuan soldiers who had been controlled by the army with fierce eyes, raised his sword vigorously, and said in a sad and angry voice:

"It doesn't matter if you shoot or kill! Take revenge for Li Nanfeng, my Celestial Army strategist!"

The grief made the soldiers of the Chixuan Army blindfolded, they turned their grief into anger, their furious hands raised their knives, and their blood flowed like rivers!In the early hours of the morning, a raging fire broke out in the Xiyuan camp, and the smell of charred corpses was everywhere for several miles.When the first ray of morning light shone on the earth, the blood-stained soldiers seemed to have just come out of a nightmare, limp on the ground with dull expressions.