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Chapter 148 is lime, not wet
"It's ruined, it's all ruined."

She sighed leisurely, but Deyang didn't understand what it meant, and just kept crying.

After a while, a guard ran in: "Princess, General Bai led the troops out of the city to meet the enemy."

Deyang immediately stopped crying and turned into joy: "Huh? There is hope, there is hope. As long as I guard Anzhou City, I can control the power step by step like Han Luan did."

Anbi hesitated to speak several times, shook her head and sighed and went out to tell the maid: "It's useless to keep this child, go prepare the medicine."

She made arrangements here calmly, but outside the city, there was already a fight. The two armies fought at dawn, fighting with the snow.

Jing Yu found a high ground and stared nervously at the chaotic battlefield. Ming Huai had already fought Bai Zhuang. The two were evenly matched, but both were angry, and their moves had a strong killing intent.

Growing up in Anzhou, Yu Jingyu is no stranger to the battlefield, but Han Runwen taught her many things, but he did not let her learn martial arts and military skills, but wanted to cultivate her into a dignified appearance that a princess should have In the end, Jingyu was surrounded by experts, but she herself was a complete scumbag in martial arts. Now that she could see Minghuai, she didn't have the courage and ability to rush down and drag him down.

Just as he was fascinated by the sight, there was another rush of hoofbeats behind him, which shocked other soldiers to turn their heads.

The black army came, and Mingyu took the lead. He was dressed in armor, and he looked very vigorous.

He stood on a high slope in the distance and looked at the chaotic battlefield, his eyes swept over every place, and when he found Minghuai, he suddenly smiled, and with a slight movement of his fingers, several people around him rushed out and drove towards Minghuai. .

Jing Yu had a bad feeling, so she pushed away the soldiers who blocked him and ran down. The soldiers who didn't care about fighting plunged into the crowd, and the two ordinary soldiers beside her immediately followed, but they raised their knives and fell. She was protected all the way safe and sound.

Her red dress was very conspicuous, and Rong Zhan and the others who were also mixed in with the ordinary soldiers also saw her, and hurriedly gathered around her,
It's just that at this moment, Jing Yu couldn't care less about other things, running all the way, she kept staring at Ming Huai, following the people who were heading towards him out of the corner of her eye.

It was close, almost close enough, she suddenly picked up a blood-stained halberd, stabbed heavily into the horse's hind legs, the horse suffered from pain, pouted its hooves and neighed, and rushed towards Minghuai. Jing Yu held the long halberd The halberd paused, staring at the mad horse, not daring to be distracted.

Behind her, a Dongchuan soldier swung a knife and slashed at her, but she had no time to take care of it.

The moment before the big knife slashed at her, Rong Zhan shook off the long sword in his hand and pinned the man to the ground, before he could relax, he squeezed over immediately.

"Son."

They came towards Jingyu, but Jingyu continued to run towards Minghuai.

The frenzied horse slowed down the people who were heading towards Minghuai, enough for Jing Yu to run over.

Over there, Ming Huai stabbed Bai Zhuang thoroughly, Bai Zhuang pinched his arm, blood flowed from his mouth, his eyes were unwilling, but when he died, his face was relieved.

He almost fell to the ground, and Ming Huai didn't have time to slow down, and saw someone running towards him on a horse. He was also tired, and was stunned for a moment. The man took out two bags of things and threw them at him. There was a vast expanse of white dust, his eyes were fascinated, and he subconsciously covered up halfway, but he was hit hard by someone and fell to the ground. The small arms hugged the head, and almost at the same time, the icy cold water splashed down.

She shuddered, panting out a few words: "Don't move, it's lime, not wet."

(End of this chapter)