The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 1086 Major General Mo's Nightmare

Mo Sangqing tried his best to say a word, which made Yan Xiao regret why she asked about Canglang. She didn't expect that Mo Sangqing would still remember one of her questions at the end of the day.

"It's all up to you," Yan Xiao stroked Mo Sangqing's chest, calming down for her husband, and said, "I'm all up to you, no more, now you take a rest, I'll get you something to eat. "

Mo Sangqing clapped Yan Xiao's hand and said hello.

Yan Xiao went to the small kitchen to bring pigeon soup, and found that her husband had already fallen asleep on the recliner.Yan Xiao put down the pigeon soup and wanted to wake Mo Sangqing up, but he couldn't bear it, because Young General Mo was tired and couldn't sleep.Mo Sangqing concealed this matter very well, but he could hide it from other people, but he couldn't hide it from Yan Xiao, the person next to him.

Hua Manzi yelled outside the door, and hearing Yan Xiao's answer, Chief Hua opened the door and entered the house, walked around the mountain wind screen, and saw his son-in-law asleep, Hua Manzi hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Are you asleep? Take the soup and medicine." pass?"

Yan Xiao said, "I ate, but I didn't eat anything."

"Is it okay to sleep without eating?" Hua Manzi raised his hand to wake up his son-in-law.

"Let him sleep for a while," Yan Xiao still couldn't bear it, so he quickly pushed his father's hand.

Hua Manzi had no choice but to point to the pigeon soup on the small table, "Then you send this soup to the kitchen to simmer, it will get cold later."

Yan Xiao went out of the house again with the pigeon soup, Hua Manzi followed his daughter into the small kitchen, and whispered, "What about the Fifth Highness?"

"Let's talk about it later," Yan Xiao simmered the pigeon soup on the stove, "Father, Zhebutai is dead," Yan Xiao told her father.

"What?" Hua Manzi was startled.

"Canglang is going to compete with Agger for the throne," Yan Xiao said again.

Hua Manzi was stunned for a moment before he said, "Age is Cang Lang's opponent?"

"Father, there is going to be chaos outside the pass," Yan Xiao said in a low voice.

"Isn't it messed up already?" Hua Manzi scratched his head irritably, "How many people are going to die?"

"I don't know, but my major general can't protect so many people," Yan Xiao said while looking at his father.

Huamanzi looked at his daughter for a while, then sighed heavily, and said, "Yes, your young general, your young general died protecting most of the people in Liaodong, how could he care about the lives of people outside the pass?" ?”

Yan Xiao walked out of the small kitchen.

Hua Manzi said: "What are you doing? You don't look at the stove anymore?"

"Father," Yan Xiao said, "Don't blame him, the wolf was not created by the major general."

It wasn't Mo Sangqing who made the wolf appear, and it wasn't Mo Sangqing who sent the wolf to Zhebutai. The wolf caused blood to flow outside the pass. The Liaodong Army helped, but to be honest, the wolf is The Yi people forcibly plundered the seeds born by the women in the pass!
Hua Manzi didn't say a word, he didn't blame Mo Sangqing, but he couldn't watch the tribes outside the customs slaughtered like a mountain of bones, could he still be in a good mood?
When Yan Xiao returned to the house, she saw that Mo Sangqing was sweating on his forehead in his sleep, and he was also very restless.Yan Xiao hadn't reacted yet, when she saw her husband yelling a good fate, and then a winter end, she was startled awake from her sleep.

"What's the matter?" Yan Xiao asked General Mo, who was about to get up and fell back on the recliner.

Mo Sangqing's face was pale, feeling uncomfortable, raised his hand to touch his face, only to find that his face was covered with cold sweat.

"Having a nightmare?" Yan Xiao asked.

Mo Sangqing admitted: "Dream Dongjin has lost the battle."

"No way," Yan Xiao took a handkerchief to wipe his husband's sweat, and said anxiously, "Dreams come in the opposite direction, the end of winter, I mean the battle of resurrection must be won."

"I hope." Mo Sangqing closed his eyes, his eyes were black and blue, "I can only wait now."

"Dreams come in the opposite direction," Yan Xiao repeated her own words, as if by doing so, Mo Sangqing could be convinced of her words.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the mourning hall of His Highness the Fifth Highness." Young General Mo said with his eyes closed, "I will not be able to repay this debt in my life."

Yan Xiao opened her mouth, not knowing how to persuade her.

"That's it," said General Mo.

The night outside the window is fading, and a new day is coming, Yan Xiao sits on Mo Sangqing's shoulders, the couple are speechless for a while, Yan Xiao can't sit down, but she can stay by Mo Sangqing's side like this, she will Already contented.

Mo Sangqing looked out of the Xuan window, sitting here, he couldn't see Jiangnan, he couldn't even see the fifth prince's mourning hall, but he could only sit here, he had no strength at the moment.He didn't even have the strength to go to the mourning hall to put incense sticks on Li Yan, so how could he have the strength to go to Jiangnan?

At this time, under the city of Ningzhou in the south of the Yangtze River, Yan Dongjin looked at the city of Ningzhou in front of him, and said to Mr. Zhe: "Withdraw your troops, this city cannot be captured."

Young Master Zhe nodded, before he could speak, he heard Yan Dongjin say again: "How many lives will it take to fill the river?"

The moat in front of Ningzhou City was too wide and too deep, which prevented the Liaodong Army and the Zhejia Army from attacking the city. After attacking the city overnight, the two coalition forces failed to cross the moat of Ningzhou City.

Mr. Zhe patted the saber on his waist, and whispered: "The peach blossom flood in the south of the Yangtze River has been postponed this year, otherwise the water in the moat will be deeper and the water flow will be faster."

"Retreat," Yan Dongjin ordered, and said to Young Master Zhe, "When will the peach blossom flood come? Is there a specific date?"

Young Master Zhe said, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Yan Dongjin turned his head to look at Eldest Prince Zhe, blinked his eyes, and said, "Then can we ask someone?"

Young Master Zhe said: "If you find it, you can be sure that person will tell the truth."

"Then," Yan Dong was speechless, pinched his nose, which was a little short of breath, and said, "If you don't ask someone, you don't know, Brother Zhe, then we will just resign ourselves to fate?"

Young Master Zhe said: "I told you before that attacking war is not the best policy."

"Siege is the best strategy?" Yan Dong pouted, "How much military rations do we have for us to consume like this?"

Young Master Zhe looked up at the tower of Ningzhou City and said, "King Qin didn't come today."

"He is dying of illness, how can he come here?" Yan Dong said angrily.

"Is there any news about King Qin?" Eldest Zhe asked.

Yan Dongjin said: "No."

The eldest son Zhe sighed, turned his horse's head and walked towards the barracks.

Yan Dong flicked his whip as hard as he could, and the brown horse neighed.

"Let's go," Mr. Zhe turned his head and said, "What else are you looking at here? The casualties tonight are not too big."

Yan Dongjin rode beside Young Master Zhe and said, "Didn't you capture Ningzhou City?"

"Don't worry," the eldest son Zhe smiled at Yan Dong.

Yan Dong couldn't laugh, and said: "We have to attack the city, and if King Qin is uneasy, he will die faster. I know that he is seriously ill. At this time, we don't have any strength to force him to die. We want to beat this bastard in the future. Eggs are even harder."

(End of this chapter)