pungent peasant girl

Chapter 666 I'm All Right

"The first battalion of archers is ready."

"shoot!"

"The Queen of the Second Battalion!"

"The second battalion is out!"

"shoot!"

boom!
The archer below shot up with a rocket, and with the help of Night Breeze, the banner beside Meng Qianyan burst into flames.

She was taken aback.

By the firelight, she saw the sound of Aoga laughing.

Meng Qianyan shot two arrows straight at Aoga.

Aoga is very cunning in fighting, and the shield that has been prepared long ago protects his safety.

flutter--

With another arrow, the archer beside Aoga was shot in the throat, and the blood spattered all around.

Aoga was furious, and immediately howled and ordered the soldiers to attack the city desperately.

Around Meng Qianyan, more people began to get hurt.

Their blood splashed on Meng Qianyan's face, and the fishy smell was pungent, but she didn't feel sick at all. After so many days, she was used to these smells.

This time, Aoga fought desperately and refused to withdraw his troops all night. Until the sun was setting on the west mountain, Luo Ziyan sent people to bring oil and a cauldron from the city pool inside. After the hot oil was burned, he poured it down on the city wall.

Only then did the wave after wave of attacks frighten off.

As night fell slowly, Aoga finally retreated.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest."

Suddenly, Meng Qianyan heard Ma Lian's voice.

But Ma Lian's face was blurred, and when she tilted her body, her eyes went dark.

It seemed like she had slept for a long time, Meng Qianyan woke up in a daze, she felt that her back was sore.

"what--"

Painful groans sounded.

"Qianyan, you're awake."

It was Luo Ziyan who was calling her.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Luo Ziyan in front of her.

It seems that Ziyan has lost weight since he doesn't know when.

The two plugs were sunken, and the cheekbones stood out.

Meng Qianyan's eyes were burning hot, she held his face in her hands, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Luo Ziyan said hoarsely.

"I'm fine." Tears rolled down her face.

"Subordinates join the emperor, empress empress."

Qiying's voice rang outside.

"come in."

Qiying came in, "Ma'am, this is medicine."

"What medicine?" Meng Qianyan looked at Luo Ziyan.

Luo Ziyan said: "You are too weak and fainted, so I asked someone to boil some tonic, you get up and drink, and then eat something."

"When is it?" Meng Qianyan sat up and found that the sky was bright.

Luo Ziyan said: "It's already the second day."

"Have I been asleep for so long?" Meng Qianyan recalled that he seemed to have fallen asleep when night fell last night.

"Yes, take the medicine quickly." Luo Ziyan fed her patiently spoon by spoon. Meng Qianyan saw that Qiying was holding a book in his hand, so he took the bowl into his own hand, " Well, I'm going to take my own medicine."

Luo Ziyan understood, "Qiying, do you have anything else to do?"

"That's it." Qiying handed it over, "The statistics have been trimmed, and this is the list of casualties."

Seeing this, there was a hint of worry in Luo Ziyan's eyes.

"How is it?" Meng Qianyan asked in a low voice.

Luo Ziyan flipped through the pages, "There are only 2 horses left in our city."

"Then King Wu brought it back last time?"

"I brought back [-], and now there are [-] left, in total."

"What should we do?" Qiying said anxiously: "If this continues, Mongolia will continue to increase its troops, and we will soon be broken into the city gate."

Luo Ziyan stood up, walking step by step.

Qiying is right, it can't go on like this.

"You asked King Wu to come. We will continue to recruit troops. I decreed to go back to the capital and open up the treasury. We must recruit a large number of soldiers and build a large number of weapons."

Qiying nodded.

"Of course, leave these matters to King Wu. For you, I have other arrangements. You take off your military uniform, go back to the Yan Dynasty, and bring me a letter to the Luoshi Silk Company. The letter must be handed over to me personally. Second uncle or Ziming."

As he said that, Luo Ziyan took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to write vigorously, and then handed it to Qiying, "Qiying, you must come back safely."

"My subordinate understands."

Qiying withdrew from the big tent, and Meng Qianyan walked up to Luo Ziyan in small steps, "Ziyan, do we, do we not have enough money in the treasury?"

"It's still enough for now, but I'm not sure about it in the future. I have no other choice but to ask Ziming to help us provide it as much as possible."

Meng Qianyan murmured, "But Ziyan, I'm afraid it's not that simple to transport money from Yan Dynasty to Dahe."

"I know, so I asked Ziming to do his best."

Day by day, the military supplies in the city became more and more scarce. Aoga seemed to be crazy, and launched attacks again and again. Dahe was strictly guarded, and only guarded the city gate.

Luo Ziyan finally received the news from Sun Miaohai.

When the letter arrived, the plague was still under control, and Sun Miaohai panicked, and those imperial doctors had no way to cure the plague, so they could only control it step by step.

Now the Xiongyan people have occupied a city and are eyeing the next city.

When Luo Ziyan saw the letter, he immediately burned it.

He can't let too many people see it, they will panic too.

Even Qianyan, he was prepared to temporarily conceal it.

The epidemic cannot be cured, but it can be controlled more or less. This is good news. I only hope that Taoist Liu Yuan can rush over as soon as possible.

As he wished, several days later, Luo Ziyan finally waited for Mo Yun to come.

Mo Yun came in the dark, already exhausted, but he arrived in front of Luo Ziyan and Meng Qianyan at the first time.

"What's the matter?" Under the candlelight, Luo Ziyan asked eagerly.

While drinking water, Mo Yun said, "Daoist Liu Yuan has already gone to Sun Miaohai's place, and I sent my people to send it there personally."

"Then why did you come here?" Luo Ziyan was full of doubts.

Mo Yun sighed, "There is something not so good, I think I have to tell you."

"What's wrong?" Meng Qianyan was also anxious.

"I'm afraid the Yan Dynasty has no power to deal with Mongolia. Although the emperor wants me to never enter the capital again, brother Mo Ling won't treat me like this, so I went back. But the emperor told me that he has no other choice. He can only hold back the army in southern Mongolia temporarily."

"why?!"

"It rained a lot a while ago, do you remember? The rain in the Yan Dynasty was even more intense, and flood disasters have already occurred. The emperor is already one head and two big."

How could this be?
Meng Qianyan and Luo Ziyan looked at each other.

Their hearts are sinking.

Yan Chao can't help anymore!
After a short period of silence in the air, Luo Ziyan said: "Brother Seventeen, I really didn't expect such a thing to happen. In our current situation, we are not only facing enemies from both sides, we are even besieged from all sides. To be honest, our luck is too bad. "

"I've been thinking about it on the way here. I'm afraid the best situation right now is to eradicate those plagues. Sun Miaohai takes Tiger Mountain back and uses the intricate mountains to block the Xiongyan. We will fight against Mongolia with all our strength. In this way, there should be some chances of winning."

(End of this chapter)