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Zhao Zhen was startled, followed her gaze, and couldn't help but look shocked: "Yes, the last general will go here!" After he finished speaking, he rushed out of the tent like the wind, got on his horse and roared away.

Nie Wushuang sat down slowly while holding his forehead. Yang Zhi who was at the side asked: "Your Majesty, do you know about Huya Valley?"

Nie Wushuang shook his head: "What is false is real, and what is real is false. This is Yelutu's plan. He made us think that his sneak attack was just to lure His Royal Highness Prince Rui back to defense, so that he could ambush Rui in the starry night." Wang, in fact, his purpose is to set up an ambush in the valley at night, damage the morale of one or two soldiers of our army, attack our army, and delay our army's attack on Qixia Pass. This Palace of Huya Valley has heard from the prince that the situation on both sides of the mountain is steep. The prince also wanted to set up an ambush here, but he gave up because the battle line was ahead. "

She looked at the marching map with beautiful eyes: "If Yelutu is forcibly crossing the dense forest, he must know that there is this 'Huya Valley', and he must know that it is best to set up an ambush here. Otherwise, why would he go to such lengths before he can get anything? Leave in a hurry?"

After she finished speaking at length, she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing more.

Yang Zhi let out a long breath: "Fortunately, my mother is holy, otherwise the generals who pursued the Qin army might not be able to return to camp tonight."

Nie Wushuang sighed: "Yelutu was keen on fighting when he was young, he knows the thoughts of the soldiers too well, now His Royal Highness Prince Rui is coming with a strong army, the morale is high, the obstacles he encountered along the way are nothing but my ears, and the eldest brother is deeply moved. Trapped in Qixia Pass, the rest of the soldiers must want to fight to avenge their shame and meritorious service. He deliberately set up such a game to attract impatient soldiers into the trap. If he wins, he will win a big victory. If he loses, he will not lose much. Sigh...Yelutu, he is a very difficult opponent."

Yang Zhi comforted: "Your Majesty, don't worry, haven't you seen through his tricks now? You will definitely get through it safely and wait for His Highness Prince Rui to come back."

Nie Wushuang nodded: "I hope I can make it in time... Feng"

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In the middle of the night, Zhao Zhen finally lived up to his entrustment and ordered all the generals who had gone to pursue the Qin army to come back. There was a false alarm in the camp because of the surprise attack by the Qin army, and no one was lost after all. However, the Qin army, which failed in its raid, had to withdraw overnight because it went deep into the place occupied by the reinforcements of the country.

Hearing Yang Zhi's report, Nie Wushuang sat in the inner tent watching two soldiers come in and drag the corpse away, and then came in to clean up the blood, and then lay down exhausted.

At that time, it was almost dawn, and a little white morning light had already appeared on the horizon. Nie Wushuang was lying on the soft couch, extremely tired but not sleepy. She took it out, but she was slightly taken aback when she saw it. This was a sachet she had made before Xiao Fengqing went to battle, but he never thought that he would carry it close to his body, and put it under his pillow during the battle. She looked at it silently for a while, then put it away again. The mind can no longer be calm. After tossing and turning like this, he gradually fell asleep.

After sleeping until the afternoon, when she woke up, the smell of blood in the tent had dissipated a lot. Yang Zhi brought the food and said with a smile: "Madam, there was a good news from the front just now. The 5,000 troops defeated the Qin army and fled, wiped out 2,000 enemies, and captured more than 800 people. Yelutu's vanguard, General Tulu, was also beheaded by the prince's sword. This is really a big victory! "

Nie Wushuang smiled happily when he heard the words: "That's very good."

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Qi Guo and Ying Guo's reinforcements cooperated for the first time and won the first battle. Xiao Fengqing took advantage of the victory and pushed the army forward for more than a hundred miles, and he was able to stand under Yelutu's nose. The people brought by Gu Qinghong also arrived at the same time. In front of Qixia Pass, the wind and cloud were surging, a total of more than 100,000 troops from the Three Kingdoms were crowded into this narrow pass.

Nie Wushuang stood on a small hill, the wind blew through the gauze curtain of the long hood hanging over her head, looking at the undulating mountains in front of her, her eyes were quiet. Eyes full of emerald green, who would have thought that maybe swords and halberds would be used in the dense forest? Fighting everywhere?

She turned her eyes to the farther northwest, and vaguely saw a long gray and white winding city wall, as well as towering beacon towers. That is the famous Qixia Pass. Every time she watched it, she couldn't help but want to fly to Qixia Pass to see how her eldest brother was doing.

Big brother... her eyes gradually mist, big brother must be fine. Otherwise, she would really be alone in this world from now on, dreaming back at midnight, and losing another reason to live on. Xiao Fengming's imperial plan to unify the north and south, Xiao Fengqing's ambitious plan. It is exhausting for her to be caught in the middle, not to mention the battles in the harem, where conspiracy is mixed with scheming, emerging endlessly.

This road has not yet been cleared, but it is already a desperate situation.

Forget it... don't think about it. It was meaningless to think about it again, she coldly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Now she can't be weak. Once weak, it will only hurt the loved ones, and the enemies will be quick. The blood feud of the Manchus and the hatred in their hearts are the only motivation that finally keeps me going on this path,

Nie Wushuang was about to turn around and go back to the camp, when he suddenly saw a billow of smoke and dust in front of him, winding like an angry dragon.

"Ma'am, this is the prince's return to camp." Yang Zhi reminded from the side.

Nie Wushuang took a few glances and said calmly, "Go back."

Yang Zhi helped her mount the horse and walked slowly towards the camp. Ever since Xiao Fengqing led 5,000 troops to meet the enemy, he was busy cleaning up the remnants of the Qin army in the front, and discussing with Gu Qinghong how to cooperate with the Qin army to attack Qixia Pass. He and her have not seen each other for three days.

Yang Zhi led the horse and walked towards the camp. Soldiers in front of the camp had already opened the wooden gate of the camp and greeted their master and servant. None of them knew Nie Wushuang's true identity, and because of Xiao Fengqing's strict management of the army, no one dared to ask or criticize. The soldiers in the army only thought her identity was mysterious, but because she lived in seclusion, they didn't think too much about it.

No way, after all, it is normal for the Merry Prince to hide a concubine in his camp occasionally during the lonely march.

Nie Wushuang walked slowly towards the main tent on the horse, with iron hoofs behind her, Xiao Fengqing had already caught up. With a shout, he slapped his hand on the saddle, and Nie Wushuang's horse, like an arrow flying from a string, had already landed on Nie Wushuang's mount, sitting behind her.

Before Nie Wushuang could be surprised, he had already hugged her in his arms, raised his whip, lashed the horse hard and said with a smile, "Come on, this king will take you to a place!"

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Here is a correction of a mistake made by Bing, a friend - Li Xiaoyu children's shoes proposed it, thank you! Mingjin is to withdraw troops, and beating drums is to go out to battle! The first few chapters were wrongly written. Because of the fast writing and my lack of knowledge of ancient prose. Feel sorry. I wanted to talk about it for the past two days, but forgot.