Chapter 267: War

"What about you? What would you do?" Gu Qinghong asked. Xiao Fengqing stopped in front of him and looked at them both coldly. The soldiers on the side lifted the curtains of the main account for him, and he flashed in.
Nie Wu took a step forward in both directions, and Gu Qinghong's voice came after him: "What if you are?"
Under the veil, Nie Wushuang's red lips slightly hooked: "Gu Xiang will not want to know. Goodbye."
She said, walked towards the main account, as soon as the slim figure disappeared, she was not in the main account. Gu Qinghong's eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and he could only follow afterwards.
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The two secretly discussed until the evening, and Gu Qinghong returned to the Qi Army camp. Xiao Fengqing frowned at the military figure in the account. Turning his head, in the curtain of the inner tent, the delicate back of Yingyingyu is still there.
He had a close talk with Gu Qinghong, and she heard everything. But the two need not hide her.
His eyes flashed slightly, and he stepped into the inner tent. Nie Wushuang was lowering his head to smooth the folds on a jacket, and his expression was haggard. Xiao Fengqing looked at the jacket, and his heart was choked.
"Who is this?" He asked.
Nie Wushuang looked up, facing his gloomy gaze, and said lightly, "Made for the eldest brother."
"In your heart, is there no other man like your elder brother so important?" Xiao Fengqing asked.
Nie Wushuang folded his shirt, but just kept silent.
"You say!" He was suddenly angry, and in the afternoon with the horse whip, she was so clear and innocent that she said ‘Wushuang and Wang Ye are just an alliance under the benefit ...’
Why can she say such words coldly? The look in his eyes was erratic, painful, hopeful, depressed ... even regretful ...
He was shocked. When did he regret it, regret letting her go, regret sending her to the harem ...
Do not! Do not! He must not regret it! He must not regret it!
"What does His Highness want?" Nie Wushuang finally broke the silence and raised his head. The black and white beautiful eyes were calm and deep: "Is it Jiangshan or a beauty?"
She smiled faintly and asked herself: "His Highness is so clever that you can't have both fish and bear's paw. Your wish, Wushuang can help, but for others, Wushuang is really powerless."
She broke her wrist from his iron wrist and sighed: "What's more, that love, Wushuang has never been, and I don't want to ask for it again. Why should your highness find trouble?"
As soon as her words fell, Xiao Fengqing sneered suddenly, hugged her slim waist, and under the yellow tent lamp, his face was white and his features were deep and sharp.
He clamped her jaw and sneered, "Nie Wushuang, don't fool the king. What worry about your elder brother, what kind of heart is ashamed, and what interests are aligned ... You clearly don't want to follow the king! How can your King be assured that you should go back? "
Nie Wushuang looked at his angry handsome face, a sudden burst of heart, refuted in a cold voice: "How does His Highness want to have Wushuang do it again? Do you want to be entangled with your little daughter? Don't say that Your Highness disdains, even Wushuang can't . One Gu Qinghong is enough. Does His Highness want to force Wushuang to hate you someday in the future? "
Xiao Fengqing laughed suddenly and cheerfully: "Finally forcing your true words. Are you afraid that the king will become the second Gu Qinghong? Is this what you have been afraid of?"
Nie Wushuang lowered his eyes, and a sudden burst of anger in his heart drained completely.
Yes, she was afraid. The gentle and unintentional Xiao Fengxi, and the overbearing but fierce Xiao Fengqing, were not like her beloved. However, one by one, they all made an affectionate look. She didn't believe it, she couldn't believe it. can……
"You are not allowed to miss him!" Xiao Fengqing suddenly saw her eyes flutter, and suddenly angered.
Nie Wushuang turned to God, and his eyes were full of anger: "My king put you into the palace, do you think that it gave you freedom? Nie Wushuang, from the moment you cast your way to find Wang, you should Understand that you are born to be the King, and death is the ghost of the King! Even your heart can only think of the King! "
After he had spoken, he kissed her red lips fiercely, weighing as much as Tarzan, and she was out of breath. Opening his eyes was his face that was slightly stunned by anger, and Nie Wushuang closed his eyes suddenly. He had pried open her red lips and arrogantly plundered her breath.
She closed her eyes suddenly and held him backhand. The lights in the account flickered a few times, but she finally died out ...
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In the middle of the night, the candlelight re-ignited in the tent. Nie Wushuang looked at the jumping flames, listening to the voice of the army outside the tent secretly, and no one could sleep tonight. The secret mountain road has been explored. Xiao Fengqing secretly dispatched 5,000 soldiers and horses tonight. The human population held wooden sticks, and the horseshoes were covered with cloth. They quietly left the camp.
Yang Zhi bowed his head and walked in, and saw Nie Wushuang sitting on his knees and combing his long hair.
"Nangniang rest for a while." Yang Zhi advised.
Nie Wushuang looked up and smiled quietly: "Can't sleep, will Yang Gong play chess?"
"If you return to Niangniang, the slaves will be a little bit, but not fine." Yang Zhi answered.
"It's okay, I can't sleep from side to side, Yang Gong will accompany this palace for the next few rounds." Nie Wushuang twisted his hair staggered and said quietly.
Yang Zhi couldn't bear to take her interest. He brought chessboard pieces and placed them in the tent. Nie Wushuang held up the white words, and his long sleeves slid down. His arms, thin and thin like willow branches, were full of bruises .
Yang Zhi couldn't help but eclipse: "Mother ... is this?"
If Nie Wushuang pulled up his sleeves casually, he smiled calmly: "It's okay, just a few days." How clever Yang Zhi was, he wanted to understand as soon as he thought about it. Even if he is taciturn, it does not mean that he does not understand the secrets.
He looked at the chessboard on the chessboard and sighed: "Actually, the maiden does not need to anger His Highness Rui. If he likes the maiden, he will love his life. Follow him, he can give the maiden better."
Nie Wushuang's sunspots fell, and his face was already light and light, "This principle is understood by this palace."
"But Niangniang is unwilling to do it. Why is this?" The sunspots in Yang Zhi's hands dropped and looked up and asked.
Nie Wushuang is not angry with him. Since she entered the palace, Yang Zhi has always mentioned something. If he is only because of Xiao Fengqing, Yang Zhi's actions are already her mentors and friends.
"Because the palace and His Royal Highness do not have a future." Nie Wushuang sighed and fell down: "Life is like a chess game. It has been wrong every step, every step is wrong, but this palace is not willing to be so wrong."
She raised her eyes lightly: "You don't need to tell His Royal Highness these words. Now, he can't listen to the half-way counsel in this palace."
She stroked the bruise on her arm, which was the pain he gave her, the punishment she gave ... but she knew that his heart hurt more than her.
Outside the account, the sound of the soldiers and horses shaking shook the ground slightly, and a big war was coming.
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The next day, Xiao Fengqing took off with 15,000 men and horses toward Qixia Pass, while Gu Qinghong attacked with more than 10,000 troops. The armies of the three kingdoms immediately met before Qixia Pass. The sound of shouting was so loud that the Qixia Pass seemed to be shaking.
Nie Mingzhang waited for nearly twenty days, and when the grain was almost exhausted, he finally waited for the reinforcements, and the spirit of five thousand soldiers joined the melee. The Qixia Pass is narrow and long. Nearly tens of thousands of soldiers and horses are crowded in it, and it is even more crowded. Everyone can't step back. Once you step back, it's a mess. You can take photos with the enemy as soon as you turn around.
In order to distinguish each other in the melee, Qi Jun and Ying Jun tied blue ribbons on their heads. The enemy and I were clearly separated in the melee, and the killing became more and more sharp. In the chaotic army, Xiao Fengqing took the lead, and his green sword was unstoppable in the battle. His face was handsome, his sword fell from his hands, and his sharp eyebrows were stained with the blood of the Qin Army.
The coach took the lead, and the morale of the army was boosted, and the enemy was bravely killed. After Gu Qinghong stood in the line, he shook his head with a light and frowning brow: "It's just a prank! How can you, as a coach of the Three Armies, play so lightly?"
Seeing Xiao Fengqing attracted a large number of Qin Jun, Gu Qinghong frowned: "Bring armor!"
Zhu Ying was shocked: "Master Xiangguo, no!"
Gu Qinghong pulled out a water-like sword on his waist, his face remained unchanged: "Get it!"
"Master Xiangguo, you still have ... sick!" Zhu Ying quickly stunned.
"No problem." Gu Qinghong looked at Xiao Fengqing, who was red-eyed in the battle, and said, "King Rui penetrates the enemy line, and if no one rescues properly, he will definitely be injured. And he is the focus of Qin Junsheng's capture!"
Bamboo Shadow was helpless and could order someone to bring armor. The silver glittering armor was put on, and Gu Qinghong suddenly said, "Go and get the Yingying Bow."
Bamboo Shadow did not dare to neglect, and quickly took out the "Yingri Bow", with a long bow in his hand, and his elegant face under the armor was stained with a bit of dust on the battlefield.
He plucked the bowstring and laughed suddenly: "Today, this bow will be able to drink the blood of the enemy!"
After all, he sprinted and joined the war group. Upon seeing Zhu Ying, he quickly gestured, so that the soldier Gu Guhong was guarded by him.
In the battlefield, Gu Qinghong's white horse was like a in heaven, kicking off the blocking Qin Jun, a soft sword in his hand like Changhong drinking water, wherever he went, the red light rose and the stroke was fatal. Everyone said that Gu Qinghong was brilliant and brilliant, the first of the three kingdoms, but he did not know that his martial arts were so strong.