Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

The wind was stronger than before.

The whistling north wind swept across the snow on the ground, wrapping countless white snow foam and hitting people's faces. For a time, the wind seemed to take shape, like a sharp and icy blade, blowing many people to shake. body shape.

However, Zhu Feng was riding on horseback, but his back was straighter than a javelin.

Over the years, he can be regarded as "pampered", but such a prosperous life has not worn his will at all, even though his temperament has become more and more peaceful in recent years, sometimes he even has the style of a benevolent king and a loving father, but once When he entered the battlefield, his peaceful eyes suddenly burst into sharp light, and his peaceful appearance on horseback was like a strong bow ready to strike.

Always waiting to shoot at the opposite enemy.

At this moment, on the distant horizon, countless black spots have appeared faintly, and the sound of the wind can clearly hear the more and more hurried horse hoofs, beating on everyone's ears like drums.

It is the cavalry of Kuo, they are charging towards them!

At this moment, Deputy General Tang Jichen had already pressed one hand on the handle of the long knife at his waist, his eyes were a little red with excitement because of the upcoming battle, he whispered: "Your Majesty—"

Zhu Feng just raised his hand slightly.

Originally, the people around were all ready to go, but seeing His Majesty the Emperor like this, everyone immediately stopped the horses that were also excited and wanted to rush out at any time.

Why don't you rush?

Everyone looked at the black spot in front of them that was getting closer and closer, and at the same time they looked at His Majesty the Emperor, who was always motionless. It is reasonable to say that he came over in person, and even regardless of Lord Yingshao's dissuasion, he would definitely fight this battle. Why not let everyone act now?

Even so, everyone did not dare to neglect.

After all, the enemy is already in front, no matter whether the emperor makes an decree or not, they can't sit still like this. On the contrary, the closer the enemy is, the more they have to be on guard.

Thinking like this in my heart, everyone gathered their strength, and everyone stared at the soldiers of the Kuo Kingdom who were getting closer and closer in front of them. A pair of hands were stretched out of blue veins because of too much tension and force, and they pressed on their respective hilts. .

Although the war is not imminent, but everyone is like a tight bowstring.

A close call.

Soon, the Kuo cavalry roared, and they were only a shot away.

Tang Jichen couldn't hold back at this time, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty!"

The distance between them is already so close, but Zhu Feng has not yet ordered a reunion. Once the Kuo cavalry begins to shoot arrows, the people here can only serve as arrow targets.

However, Zhu Feng remained silent.

The Kuo cavalry on the opposite side didn't even shoot arrows, they were still riding on their horses, rushing towards this side whistling.

They don't even have archers?

Fighting on the grasslands, although the cavalry is the main force, the existence of the archers is also very important, especially the Kuo people are proficient in cavalry and archery.

And now that the distance is getting closer, Zhu Feng can clearly see that there are about 4,000 or 5,000 people who came here this time. If it is not that the soldiers just probed wrong, they still have reservations.

However, even if there are only four or five thousand people, the cavalry rushing together is like a dark cloud.

The snowflakes provoked by the horse's hooves had already hit their faces with the wind.

Tang Jichen's eyes were red.

Just when he was almost unable to hold back, he finally heard the order of His Majesty the Emperor in front: "Kill!"

Although this sound was not loud, it was like a dull thunder on the prairie where the north wind whistled, rolling through the hearts of every soldier. Everyone only felt a numbness in the muscles and bones, and the strength of the whole body seemed to be suddenly stabbed. The needle broke out, and they immediately roared, waving the sharp sword in their hands and dashing forward!

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Looking at the rusty red color, Nan Yan's eyes slowly turned red.

"what!"

There was a hurried low voice from behind, Nan Yan turned around and saw Aunt Tongyun, she also saw the rusty red color on the ground, she was startled, and was about to raise her head to say something to Nan Yan. , but a pair of Shang Nanyan's gloomy face, she suddenly trembled.

"My lady..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Nan Yan stepped on it with his toes and crushed it twice.

The rusty red snow foam immediately disappeared without a trace.

Nan Yan turned around to look at her, and said lightly, "There are some things you shouldn't watch, let alone talk about."

Aunt Tongyun suddenly felt unable to breathe, as if an invisible hand grabbed her throat.

She has been by Nan Yan's side longer than Nan Yan's most trusted Ran Xiaoyu. Although she is a master and a servant, Nan Yan has always taken care of her relatives. For so many years, he has never seen Nan Yan use it like this. She looked at her almost with murderous eyes.

Aunt Tongyun didn't dare to let out a sigh, her throat choked for a long time, and then she said in a hoarse voice: "Slave...I understand."

Only then did Nan Yan calm down and turn around to go to the other side.

But after taking two steps, she still couldn't let go, and stopped again.

Aunt Tongyun followed behind her, not daring to breathe.

After a while, Nan Yan whispered, "Is there any way to remedy it?"

"..."

At this time, Aunt Tongyun was only afraid that if she said one more word, she would be killed, but when the imperial concubine opened her mouth, she did not dare to answer, let alone not answer. After hesitating for a long time, he said in a low voice, "If you can take a good rest—"

Before he could finish speaking, Nan Yan said, "Bengong knows."

These words were like a knife, severing the unspoken words behind her.

Aunt Tongyun dared not speak again.

Nan Yan sat back in the tent. Although there was still a roaring bonfire in front of her and hot soup from Delu, her face was pale, her eyes were cloudy, and her whole body was as cold as an ice sculpture.

After a while, Ying Shao arranged everything and went back to the tent to follow orders.

Nan Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and the bonfire was about to touch the ground. She couldn't help but raised her head and looked at the vast north, a vast snow field, naturally she couldn't see Zhu Feng. of the figure.

She said softly, "It's been a fight..."

Ying Shao thought about it for a while, and said, "Niangniang can rest assured. Although the left and right flanks have not yet been united, His Majesty the Emperor is the son of destiny. He has been in the Northern Territory all year round.

"..."

Nan Yan was silent for a while before slowly saying: "Of course Ben Gong knows that the emperor will be victorious."

"..."

"How could he allow himself to fall here?"

"..."

"This is not where he fell."