Di Daughter: The Favoured Medical Princess

On the head of the willow on the moon, the 10,000 Nanliang army came along the official road to a few miles away from Yongjia City.

The cavalry galloping all day and night was already exhausted, and each soldier was now under heavy shadows.

In this regard, of course Ikaruo knows well, hesitating whether to let the army take a break before proceeding. Even if the current state of the army is rushed to Yongjia City, it is probably very bad for them.

At this moment, a steed came galloping towards this side, and the scouts in front of the road hurried back, dismounting and holding a fist to report: "General, three miles ahead, you can dimly hear the sound of the siege of the southern army ... Sound, the Southern Army seems to be hitting the city gate with the siege hammer! "The scout swallowed his throat and looked dignified.

With regard to Yongjia City, Ikaruo couldn't be more clear. If Yongjia City had not taken the initiative to open the gates and surrender, I am afraid it would not have been so easy to win.

Therefore, he was convinced that even if the army is not enough today, Yongjia City can stay at least three or five days.

He wasn't worried that Yongjia City would be attacked so quickly, but while the Southern Xinjiang Army was siege the city, it was a good opportunity to go for a sneak attack.

At that time, there will be no doubt that the southern Xinjiang army will be defeated on both sides!

Icarus ordered the scout to say, "A few of you, continue on your way!"

"Yes, sir!" The scouts took their fists to lead their lives, turned over again, and raced away.

Ikaro's eyebrows were tightly locked, and the original fatigue was swept away. He ordered: "Generals, quickly follow the coach to support Yongjia City!"

It is necessary to kill the Southern Army by surprise!

"Yes, commander!" Ten thousand cavalry responded in unison, cheering up.

Ikaruo raised his whip and yanked it towards his dark horse. The black horse hissed in pain and let go of its four feet to accelerate.

The 10,000 cavalry behind him was also fast. "Treading ..." The sound of the hoof became louder, like a thunderous thunder that continued to ring ...

After walking about three miles forward, I really heard the shouts, the transfer of weapons from the direction of Yongjia City, and the loud sound of siege hammers hitting the gates ...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It seems that the scouts are not bad, and the Southern Army is indeed siege!

Ikaruo's smile was filled with satisfaction, and the horsewhip was about to be pulled off again, and something suddenly flashed in my mind. It seemed that something was not right ...

correct! The scouts who went to explore the road never returned!

Ikaruo's heart was cold, and he had an unknown hunch. Could it be a trap! ?

The ten thousand cavalrymen I brought with me during this trip were the elite of the Nanliang Army. There must be no mistakes ...

Ikaruo raised his hand to signal the army to slow down, and then commanded: "Send some scouts to investigate ..."

"Yes, handsome."

A dozen scouts went to Yongjia City, while the army stayed in place to rest ...

At this moment, time was passing very slowly. It was only a joss stick, but it seemed like an hour had passed. Seeing scouting for a long time, Icarus's ominous premonition was stronger.

Suddenly, the soldier next to him shouted at the front: "Master, it's scout! The scout is back!"

Ikaruo's eyes brightened, and he looked gauntly in the direction of the horse, and saw that the scout scrambled on the brown horse, shaking, as if it were about to fall at any time.

"Master! Commander ..." the scout screamed exhaustedly, "It's a trap! Commander, the scout in front was in an ambush, all destroyed, only the villain escaped by chance!" The scout scrambled off the horse, sweating heavily. Martyred, "Yongjia City has been captured by the Southern Army!"

how is this possible? !! Ikaruo's pupils shrank, and Yongjia City was easy to defend and difficult to attack. How could it be captured all day and night. What did Bamintu do? !!

When the city of Yongjia was lost, the great situation that they took every effort to form in southern Xinjiang was tantamount to being destroyed.

Ikaruo's chest was violently undulating for a while. If Ba Mintu was in front of him at this moment, he would have slashed the opponent!

Ikaruo shook his fist and calmed down quickly.

To this day, it will not help to worry about the fall of Yongjia City!

At this moment, our soldiers are tired and tired, and it is really inappropriate to confront the Southern Army.

Only retreat? !!

Ikaruo was not reconciled. He clenched his teeth tightly, and finally squeezed out the two words from the teeth: "Withdraw!"

With an order from Ikaruo, the Nanliang army reversed its direction and galloped away.

Tens of thousands of iron hoofs hit the ground at once, the horses were getting faster and faster, the hoofs were deafening, and the dust was flying ...

On both sides of the official road were two dark woods. The lush leaves blocked the moonlight. The dark one in the woods didn't reach five fingers. No one noticed the pair of bright eyes hidden in the woods.

Suddenly, a whistle sounded, tearing the night sky.

The stray horses that were originally buried under the dust were suddenly tightened by the people hiding in the woods, and the stony horses went up, just tripping the horse's hoof.

Nearly a thousand war horses in front wailed, soared into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. They even flung out the cavalry on the horse like sandbags, and they fell horizontally, and some were even war horses. Pressed under him, listening only to the hissing of the horse, the screams of people, the crisp sound of broken bones, and the sound of bumps.

What is more terrible is the following chain reaction. Thousands of war horses in the rear are too late to escape, and they are too late to stop. They are tripped by the horses that have fallen to the ground in front of them. The waves generally fall down ...

People shouted, horses hissed, mixed up, and turned into a pot of porridge. The scene was very powerful and shocking.

Ikaruo in the forefront was also thrown away by the impulse of the horses, but compared to most soldiers in the rear, his luck was good. After rolling a few laps on the official road, he eased off. Momentum. Although there was a lot of mud on his robe, and a few minor abrasions on his face, his body was safe.

When he got up and looked backwards, his heart was cold. Thousands of horses and cavalry were knocked to the ground. Their armor was dyed bright red with blood, and the wounded horse screamed sternly on the ground. Endless ...

There are so many tripping horses buried here, obviously a long-established trap!

How could this be? !!

Scouts ... On the way to Yongjia City, scouts went ahead of the army, but now, because this road has just passed, and has withdrawn quickly, there is no further scout exploration, so the king of Zhennan will choose Is it a sneak attack?

Does it start from Yanding City's call for help, step by step, one game at a time ... all of these are conspiracy of Zhennan Wang Shizi, but he was stupid enough to do it? !!

As if answering a question in Ikaruo's mind, a mess of footsteps, mixed with shouting and killing, came from the woods not far behind.

"Rush!"

"kill!"

Countless armored soldiers wielding long swords poured forth from the forest like a deep abyss, with momentum like a rainbow. The shouting and killing sound was like a roaring beast roaring, ringing through the earth, and the monstrous murderous force came overwhelmingly ...

The two armies fought wildly, the shields collided, and the long swords staggered. This official way became a battlefield between the two armies. The hissing man shouted, the sound of the killing was endless, and the hot blood splashed the soldiers' faces. .

The blood was flowing across the ground with death and injury.

Without a moment, wherever his eyes were, blood flowed into the river.

As the head coach, Ikaruo was naturally unscathed by the guards of a number of relatives.

He clearly understood that the war situation was not good for his side. Just now, two or three thousand troops were damaged because of a horse crash. The remaining seven thousand troops were nearly 10,000 troops to the Upper Southern Army. It was not easy for the opponent to win them.

The problem is--

The South Xinjiang Army is full of spirits and has been rested for a long time. However, its own side experienced a day and a night of marching. The people are exhausted and almost at the end of the crossbow. Once the battle continues for a long time, it will only expose the fatigue of their Nanliang Army.

But now the road is blocked, and the rear is Yongjia City occupied by the Southern Army. Of course, you can't throw yourself into the net. There are wolves in front and tigers in the back ...

No, I still have a way to live!

The map of the southern Xinjiang flashed across Ikaruo's mind, his spirits refreshed, and he commanded a soldier next to him.

The soldier immediately waved the banner vigorously and issued a slogan to the generals.

The Nanliang army quickly moved. No matter horses or horses, they poured into the wood on the right side of the official road like a tide. Although the wood was not good for marching, it was a natural barrier and it was not good for the enemy's pursuit. .

But the woods are not the ultimate goal of Ikaro.

According to Ikaruo's memory, there is a large hill in the southwest of Yongjia City, densely wooded and undulating. Once they occupy that hill as a commanding point, they can stand high, observe the enemy's situation and suppress the enemy, and control the initiative on the battlefield. They can also find breathing space and rest for the army ...

That hill is their vitality!

"Drive!" Ikaro, who was riding on the horse, took the lead, followed by the Nanliang Army.

Soon, the green hills appeared in front, and the moonlight softly illuminated the road ...

Ikaruo had a happy moment in her heart, but then she took hold of the horse tightly and stared up at the hill in disbelief.

I saw dozens of feet away, a large squad of black Xinjiang Army stood in front of them, and black flags embroidered with silver characters fluttered in the night wind, spreading wantonly!

A black crossbow aimed at the Nanliang army below like a dense bee colony.

"No surrender, kill without amnesty!"

The soldiers of the Southern Army shook their flags and shouted, and that shout rushed into the sky, echoing in the sky, condensing ...

...

...

"Fluttering ..."

The bird flapping its wings made the boy in Tsing Yi lying on the eaves suddenly open his eyes. A gray feather fluttered and fell, and happened to fall on the tip of Xiaosi's nose, which almost made him sneeze. .

He lifted the gray feather and sat up, squinting at the corner of his eyes.

Again that arrogant gray eagle!

Eagle fights, it knows how he dare not treat it? !!

Little Four's lips were pursed into a straight line, and one day he planned to avoid the son and teach him the eagle.

"Fluttering ..."

There was another sound of birds flapping their wings, accompanied by a bright eagle crying, and Little Four narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it in a sound.

Directly above the bamboo forest, a gray eagle hovered in the blue sky, but Xiao Si's gaze fell on a white pigeon in front of it. The poor white dove fluttered its wings and tried to escape, while the grey eagle seemed to amuse it, and once approached and gently pecked the white dove's wings, and then deliberately fell behind a bit, watching the white dove fleeing in front ...

That gray eagle is of course Xiao Yiyang's little gray!

Xiaosi's entire face was dark.

The pigeons raised by the son are all marked. When the little four glanced, they knew that they were his own pigeons.

If there is a master, there must be a hawk. This stupid hawk has bullied his carrier pigeon!

Xiaosi walked quickly on the tiles, and then flew down without hesitation toward the bamboo forest, like Dapeng spreading his wings.

His light toe is a little on a thick bamboo pole, and the bamboo pole bends a beautiful arc in the other direction, and then rebounds back. Xiaosi used his strength to fly towards the white pigeon, grabbed it with his right hand, followed With his left hand, he hugged another bamboo pole next to him. The bamboo pole trembled in the air, shaking a large bamboo leaf, forming a green leaf rain ...

"Hmm ..."

The sound of bamboo leaves swaying with Xiaohui's unwilling eagle crying, Xiaohui turned a half circle above Xiaosi, as if complaining about why Xiaosi wanted to grab its toy.

Xiaosi glanced at him angrily and didn't bother to care about it. He grabbed the white pigeon in his right hand, slid down the bamboo pole, and landed lightly on the ground.

On weekdays, he took off the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg, and he would let go of the pigeon, but at this moment Xiao Hui was still staring at him from a short distance, and Xiaosi simply entered the house with the white pigeon.

In the study, Guan Yubai sat casually on a rosewood chair by the window. He wore a simple lake-colored straight hair, and his black hair was randomly **** with a ribbon of the same color. The scissors are slowly trimming a pot of green evergreens.

Breeze, blowing in through the window, blowing a strand of black hair on his cheek, the tail of his hair brushing on the light smile at the corner of his mouth, quiet and beautiful.

"Kacha Kacha ..."

In the room, only the scissors made a squeak sound from time to time, and it was so dull that it was monotonous, but did not know why it exudes a sense of tranquility and quietness.

In fact, the fourth grader didn't know what the son was repairing. In his opinion, these bonsais look good even if they are not pruned, but the son said that the flowers and trees are divided into seven branches and three cuts. Only with mixed branches and dead leaves can the pruned plant grow better ...

Obviously the son was talking about pruning potted plants, but he didn't know why Xiaosi thought the son meant something.

"Cuckoo ..."

The carrier pigeon cooed restlessly in his hand, and Xiaosi took the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg, and then said, "My son, Xiao Shizi's carrier pigeon has arrived."

Guan Yubai responded, "clicked", and trimmed a branch.

He looked around, the smile in the corner of the mouth deepened, and then put the scissors in his hand next to the bonsai. He picked up the white towel and wiped his hands. Then he took the small bamboo tube and opened the sealing wax. Then, the tissue paper folded into a strip was taken out.

The official language was long and white, and the fingers were spread out unhurriedly.

This plan started with the discovery of the Nanliang people in Maofeng Town. The nine kings were released and the **** arm camp was set up in Linghua Gorge. Name mixed into Yongjia City.

The nine kings transferred the Nanliang coach and the army, and the inside and the outside were at peace. First, they won Yongjia City, and then ambushed the Nanliang coach for assistance. Finally, they attacked with Huiling City on both sides and laid Yanding City ...

The plan returns to the plan. It can progress so smoothly, relying on Ai's brave and good war! Otherwise, it's just a matter of talking on paper.

You do n’t need to ask the fourth child, look at the smiling eyes of the boy, and you know that this must be good news—it seems to be a victory!

Guan Yubai folded the silk paper back and gave it to Primary Four: "Send it to Bixiao Hall."

Xiaosi answered, and was about to turn away, but heard a familiar eagle cry from the window.

The pace under his feet paused, and he looked out the window. Sure enough, the stupid eagle stopped on the branch outside the window, and the cold and sharp eagle eyes stared at it frantically. No, it should be said to be his hand. Carrier pigeon.

One person and one eagle glared at each other for a while, and finally the little four moved first, and put the pigeon into the cage of the study, and then left without expression.

Guan Yubai shook his head in amusement, picked up the scissors aside, and cut them slowly knife by knife.

Knife after knife, so cautious, as if he was not facing a small pot of evergreens, but a priceless treasure ...

Not long after, the secret letter sent by Xiaosi was quickly delivered to Bixiaotang through Baihui's hand.

Nangong Kun opened the thin tissue paper with a tremor, his mouth unconsciously tilted.

Ai Yi is in front of him, and has also regained Yongjia City and Yanding City one after another!

Nangong Yan stared at the few words on the silk paper, smiling with crooked eyes like a crescent moon, and the dark pupils were full of light.

Nangong Yun couldn't help but look at the letter again and it seemed that a sweet breeze was passing through his heart, and his eyes were bright.

"Hundred Hui ..." Nangong Xiong put away the silk paper and laughed with joy. "The great victory of the son of the son is a happy event. Go to the accountant and say that there is a silver **** in the whole house!"

A few big aunts on the side looked at each other, and they all couldn't help it. Shi Zifei, this is broken.

Bai Hui blessed her body and said with a smile: "The slave-in-law thanked the concubine for the upper and lower princes." After a pause, she said with amusement, "But the slave-in-law thinks this matter will be a few more days until the news comes. talk later."

Nangong froze, a faint smile on her face, cleared her throat and said, "Let's talk in a few days." She was so excited that she forgot that the official news had not yet arrived. Also, it is not appropriate to be too public now.

"Yes, concubine." The three aunts answered in unison, staring at each other with a smile.

Shi Zifei has always been calm and calm, and probably only when it comes to Shi Ziye, will she see that Shi Zifei is different from usual. In fact, this is also good ... after all, Shi Zifei is only 15 years old.

Nangong Yan's emotions were still a little excited, she didn't know what to do. She carefully folded the silk paper and put it in a small box of rosewood. Suddenly she had an idea in her heart and said excitedly: "Bai Hui Tomorrow, I will call the people in the cloth shop. I want to pick some materials for Shizi to make some clothes, and then make two pairs of shoes ... "

The weather in southern Xinjiang was really sultry. She had forgotten that it was mid-September, and it was going to be autumn. So she had to make some new clothes for Ai!

Bai Hui responded with a smile, and the thrush grinned and said, "Sir concubine, slaves will accept the soles of your shoes. Although slaves are clumsy and not good at embroidery, the soles of the soles are still good. Sister Bai Hui and sister-in-law are praises Slave. "

Tong Er teased aside: "It's not that you accept well, it's because you have enough energy." It is laborious to accept the soles of shoes. When I was a child, I was used to doing farm work at home, and my energy was more than ordinary girls.

Nangong Yu and Bai Hui were both laughed at, and the laughter filled the room with a brisk atmosphere.

What did Nangong Yan think of, and said, "Yanger, go and listen to Yuge to see if the guests are still there?" Nangong Yan planned to quietly tell the old lady Fang the good news ahead of the news. Presumably his elders would be glad to know that Ai had won the battle.

It is a bit unfortunate today that Mrs. Fang happened to have a visitor—for the birthday of the King of the South, the fourth house of Fang's family just arrived in Luoyue City yesterday. So today, Mrs. Fang, the patriarch of Fang's family, came to Bixiaotang to visit Mrs.

"Yes, concubine." Chen Er was ordered to listen to Yuge.

As soon as she arrived at the courtyard, a little girl greeted her immediately and called out affectionately, "Sister-in-law."

Laoer smiled and greeted Xiaoya, and then asked, "Are the guests still there?"

The little girl looked back subconsciously and said, "It's still inside."

Tonger frowned slightly. As far as she knew, Fang's four-family party had been here for more than an hour, and they had been chatting for so long, shouldn't they? It wasn't that she wanted to go off, just that the physical condition of the old lady was really not tiring.

Xuaner glanced into the room distantly along the line of sight of the little girl. In addition to Fang, the old man, there was an old man, a middle-aged person, and a seven or eight-year-old boy in the hall.

The old man was over sixty years old and had gray hair. He was very kind-hearted, and at this age, he must have been Fangsi.

From Er'er's distance, it was impossible to hear what the people in the room were saying, but it was obviously not a good thing to see the false smile on their faces.

I'm staring at them for a while, I can't wait to whisper.

"Brother," Fang Si's old man shaved his beard, thinking that his elder brother was vague about his succession. Fang Si's old lady was actually a little unhappy, but thinking about succession can't be done in a day or two. The next thing is The key to his trip today.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Fang intentionally paused for a while, and then hesitated to say, "I have one more thing to discuss with my brother ... it is related to our family."

Mrs. Fang said politely, "The fourth brother has something to say."

Fang Si's old man rationalized his thoughts and lowered his voice: "Brother, Wang Fu and our Fang family have gone further and further in the past year, and niece is no longer beloved by Wang, and the younger brother thinks we should find a way to enhance the affection between the two governments That's ... "He said that his niece was referring to Xiao Fang.

The old Fangs four always wanted to be face-to-face, and the words were subtle, but the meaning was obvious.

Mrs. Fang wasn't a fool, and immediately realized that she didn't feel a stretch on her face. Wangfu and Fangfu go further and further? !! Ridiculous, ridiculous! Aren't Xiao Yi, Xiao Luan, and Xiao Yan the best flesh-and-blood connection between Wangfu and Fangfu?

There was an ironic light flashing in the eyes of Mrs. Fang. On that day, there were such ugly incidents in Sanfang. He sent someone to invite the four younger brothers to come back to the family, but he didn't see anyone. Now he is not invited!

He has been paralyzed on the couch for so many years. It has long been a matter of right and wrong, and his brothers have not been the people of that year ... one by one has become profitable!

Seeing that Fang Fang didn't talk, Fang Fang's face froze for a moment, and he said, "His words have been so white. Could he have been lying for so many years and become stupid?"

The grandfather Fang Si took up the tea cup and took a sip, and finally managed to endure the embarrassment and said, "Brother, you are the father-in-law of Aye and the grandfather of Ai, you can speak in front of him ... "After a pause, he gasped," For the future of our Fang family, it would be better to marry another Fang family girl into the palace and make a concubine for Wang Ye or Ai ... Of course, it is better to Ai. "

Mrs. Fang didn't speak, and her heart sank to the bottom. With such shamelessness, his four younger brothers are also embarrassed to export.

Mrs. Fang did not notice the unpleasantness on his face, and she continued in good faith: "Big brother, Ai has been in Wangdu all these years, and he has been completely alienated from Fang's family. Ayi's son-in-law came from Wangdu Naturally, it is towards her mother's family. The grandchildren born in the future, whether in blood or affection, will only get farther and farther from Fang's family. Only our Fang's girl and Fang's family are in the same heart. Get close for generations ... "

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang College, please do not reprint!