Tan Hongfei, who followed Gu Yun, was stunned when he heard this. He never dreamed that he would wear the mysterious armor one day. Suddenly, his heart was filled with sorrow, and he felt that after this battle, his heart was worth it.

Tan Hongfei took a step forward and said loudly: "I am willing to be the forward of the coach!"

"You are indispensable. Baihong chariot leads the way, the light cavalry and Xuanying follow me, and the heavy armor is pressing the formation," Gu Yun ordered, "Get me a wind-cutting blade, what kind of demons and monsters will know."

Chang Geng took off the longbow behind him - it was still the one who came from Gu Yun when he suppressed bandits in the southwest. It seemed that the last work of Lingshuyuan could take after Emperor Long'an began to reduce military power. Unfortunately, the fancy iron bow was really heavy. It was not a real master and could not control it at all. Therefore, there was only such a trial item in the entire army.

And it could have been improved and popularized in the military...

Chang Geng stroked the cold iron bow and asked, "Entertainment Father, can I accompany you?"

Gu Yun paused and didn't want to take him. It was not because of anything else, but after this battle, he raised more expectations for this fledgling little prince. He might be able to stick to the last step. So what about the future?

Who will clean up the ruined rivers and mountains, and who can break a way out for the people in this chaos?

Chang Geng was much more sleek and thoughtful than when he was young. Perhaps he would not have had a fight with the emperor to the point where he was now uncontrollable...

Chang Geng seemed to know what he was thinking: "There is no end to the nest when it is destroyed. Now the capital is like this. It is no different from the front line of the accompanying city. If the city is broken, isn't it the difference between dying early and dying late?"

Before Gu Yunshang could speak, Tan Hongfei laughed and said, "Your Highness is right! You are so sad, only Your Highness is a real man!"

Gu Yun had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "You have told me all the words. If you want to come, come."

Then he glared at Tan Hongfei fiercely, and looked at the unhealed wound on General Tan's face, and wanted to make the other side of his face swollen, turning the man into a symmetrical pig's head.

Outside the capital, black black irons were connected in pieces, and at a glance, it seemed like they were back to the Crescent Spring.

Since I turned around immediately, the lights of the Qiqi Tower were still not dim in the heavy rain, but it seemed to be covered with a layer of thin and soft light as tortoiseshell. It was far away from the towering imperial city. Twenty red-headed kites that only rose on New Year's Eve hang high in the sky, like a group of eyes watching.

Gu Yun made a gesture, and the Beidaying vanguard army was already moving solemnly, with no sad songs or generous words. They were walking in the rain, with no way to spy under their masks and helmets, like a group of indifferent iron golems.

The heavy rain floated the capital on the water, and the old bluestone slabs could be used to identify objects.

That night, the Western Navy went north to raid Dagu Port. The North Sea Water and Land Admiral Lian Wei led his three hundred Changjiao and thousands of short ships to defend. He first connected Changjiao with iron ropes and formed an iron bar outside the port. He guarded until three o'clock the next day, and the Changjiao was buried under the fire of Western sea monsters, and none of them were spared.

The North Sea Navy was invented in total 36,000 rockets and 100,000 Changhong iron arrows, none of which were left, all of which were blown into the raging waves and the deep sea.

Then the ammunition and food were exhausted. Admiral Lian Wei ordered all short ships to drive at full speed, use the ship as a fire, and use their body as a white rainbow to crash into the enemy formation.

The fire floats on the sea, and the loyal soul is crushed to pieces.

The North Sea Navy sank, smashed and blew up nearly 3,000 sea dragon warships like tiger sharks, and finally forced the Western Sea Monster to open the iron tentacles in the rain, release the hidden eagle armor, and went ashore from the air in a panic. Only then did they realize that there was almost no one on Dagu Port.

At the beginning of the Yin hour, the Westerners who came ashore were extremely upset and were eager to make up for the losses in this battle. Without stopping, they advanced directly into the capital and went to the Xuantie Camp on the way. On the way, they encountered the Xuantie Camp that had been formed overnight that day outside Dong'an City.

The Western Navy, which had not yet recovered from the heavy landing, was caught off guard. As soon as it was met, it was swept back by the eighty chariots that were opening the way. Then the black iron light cavalry that was crisscrossing the sand sea surrounded him. The eagle traveled nine heavens, and the sound of cries was like a sword.

The Pope's personal guard suddenly met the Wind Cutting Blade, and was almost dispersed by the light cavalry on the spot, and retreated in a hurry to the outside of Dagu Port-

Daliang hasn't had such a thrilling night for many years. The battle report and the messengers traveled to and from the palace like a market, which was even more diligent than fighting.

No one slept in the entire capital until the morning of the next day, the good news and the morning light came together.

The first good news in recent days, Li Feng heard that he could hardly stand up, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After the rain, the sea and rivers surged overnight, and an indescribable smell filled the air, mixed with smoke and blood. It had warmed up from the ground, and the dampness was still unavailable. After a night of fierce fighting, Gu Yun had no navy, and the Westerners were in a mess, so they had to retreat.

Gu Yun sat next to the muzzle that had not yet dissipated, throwing the black iron helmet aside, his hair hanging down in a mess, and took the medicine handed over by Chang Geng and drank it all.

Chang Geng said: "I didn't bring a needle, and I didn't dare to stab you if I took it."

He carried the iron bow all night, and a deep mark was struck with his hands. He didn't recover and was still shaking slightly.

Gu Yun grabbed his wrist and pulled it in front of him. Seeing that he was just losing strength and was not injured, he waved his hand with confidence: "Don't worry about me, count the casualties, Lao Tan can't count them."

After saying that, he simply leaned on the cannon and grabbed the moment he closed his eyes and rested.

A moment later, Gu Yun was awakened by the imperial city.

The old imperial guards came to pass the order. He could not see Gu Yun at his level. This time, he finally saw the living Marquis of Anding. He was so excited that he could not control himself. He came on a horse. When he jumped down, he tripped onto a big horse and fell all the way to Gu Yun's feet: "Marty!"

Gu Yun hurriedly shrank his feet: "Oh, why should you take this great gift?"

The messenger said excitedly: "Mr. Marquis, Your Majesty ordered me to reward Beidaying, I brought it... I brought it..."

OK, I forgot the words when I was excited.

No wonder he was beaten up by Beidaying. Gu Yun was helpless and had to get up and pat his head: "Don't tell me, let General Tan take care of it - go back and tell Your Majesty, don't be too happy too early. There are only two soldiers in Beidaying. I can't make a new come if I lose my battle. If reinforcements don't come at that time..."

The messenger stared at him blankly.

The military strategy says, "Anyone who fights is in harmony and wins with strange things." Many people probably only remember "wins with strange things". They always think that famous generals can be killed and live a life, and can win the sacred body with their own strength - but how is that possible?

Unless he can use mud to make a group of magical weapons that are inseparable from food or drink.

The first victory in the battle, and the ministers in the capital may be happy and cheerful, but what is the next step? Let’s not talk about the long-term things of competing for national strength, reserves, and resources. Just say that at present, he only has such a little force in his hands, but what should he do?

Gu Yun knew in his heart that no matter how powerful the beginning seemed, it could not change the fact that he was just resisting stubbornly.

He smiled like a toothache, left the emperor's envoy in place, and walked to Tan Hongfei.

Tan Hongfei was holding a wind-cutting blade that had been flattened at one end. On the charred head, the half-word "光" engraved on it can be seen.

Many soldiers will carve their names on the Wind Cutting Blade, so that even if they are used for inspection and repair, they can find their old friend who is with life and death. If the master dies on the battlefield and cannot find the body, his comrade will carry his Wind Cutting Blade back. At that time, he will sacrifice a pot of wine and his soul will be considered safe.

Tan Hongfei picked up the wind-cutting blade with both hands and handed it to Gu Yun: "Master."

Gu Yun took it, and suddenly, he felt that the Xuan Iron Camp, which had many disasters and difficulties, was always under the country, like a handful of scattered seeds, wandering around, and unknowingly, a towering tree could grow from somewhere.

Chang Geng came behind him: "Thirteen chariots were damaged last night, five hundred light cavalry were killed in battle, and nearly a thousand seriously injured. Slight injuries were not counted. There was no plan. Twelve eagle armor fell, and most of the gold boxes were exploded in the air. I'm afraid..."

Gu Yun nodded, feeling that the number of casualties was acceptable: "General Lian's credit."

Chang Geng whispered: "I'm afraid someone will start to have a peace talk at the court meeting this morning."

"I can't talk," said Gu Yun, "The foreigners had such a big eye last night and had no shame to come to talk. They would not talk to us if they didn't siege the capital to the point where they could not fly."

...and that's just a matter of time.

Chang Geng was silent for a moment: "I heard that the king of the previous dynasty who had lost his country was once secretly driven by the Northern Barbarians' soldiers to the city. If the capital could not be kept..."

"You have to guard it if you can't defend it." Gu Yun suddenly said, "Do you know Jinghua Garden in the west of Beijing?"

Chang Geng was stunned.

Gu Yun raised his index finger and stood up in front of his lips, making a "shhh" gesture, and said nothing more - Jinghuayuan in the west of Jinghuayuan was a summer palace built during the reign of Emperor Wu of Yiyuan. At that time, the former emperor of Yuanhe was not resistant to heat and would go to Jinghuayuan to escape the summer heat every summer. However, after Li Feng ascended the throne, his food and clothing were all simple, and even the money for the concubines of the queen and the concubines was half. He never did anything like hunting or traveling.

But such a frugal person who was completely different from his father kept his habit of going to the palace every summer, but he went there not for enjoyment. The government affairs in the palace were piled up. He usually got up early and rushed over on the moon and had to come back before nightfall. He walked around the capital like a dog walking - let alone avoiding heatstroke, it would be good if he didn't have heatstroke.

Li Feng was so troubled that if he wasn't sick, he could only be... there was something important in Jinghuayuan that he had to patrol frequently.

Chang Geng was so keen that an idea immediately emerged from his mind: all the guards in the four sides were involved in smuggling Zi Liujin, so what about the emperor? Time flies, and he still has no time to check the accounts of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War... But with Li Feng's temperament that he had to hold everything in his hands, it was not uncommon to build a Zi Liujin private warehouse.

Gu Yun: "No one believes your elder brother. This is what I guess. Don't tell others."

Chang Geng frowned: "I'm in trouble... Will Li Feng ask for peace at that time?"

Gu Yun laughed and shook his head: "It is possible that someone else asks him for peace, um... he shouldn't run away."

Chang Geng was behind his back with his hands, his blood was covered in blood, and the mud and water stained on his body the night before had dried up, and he looked colorful. The young Prince Yanbei took steps in the colorful greenery, as if he was walking in the imperial garden in the afternoon. After pondering for a moment, he commented indifferently: "That's right, Li Feng is not afraid of death, but something else."

Gu Yun couldn't help but look at him and found that Feng Hangong was right. Chang Geng seemed calm and composed at all times, so he suddenly asked: "When did you become a slow person?"

"I am not a slow person, I am obviously extremely impatient." Chang Geng smiled, "This is actually learned from you. I found that when my adoptive father is unhappy, he often pretends to be happy and is happy on the face, which in turn will make his heart feel much better. So every time I find that I am particularly impetuous, I will drag it a little bit by myself, and I can really calm down with you. Well, it is too strong to be healthy, and it is easy..."

"...I can't sleep well." Gu Yun heard him say more than once, and he could already answer it casually. "How much do you care about sleeping? And when did I feel unhappy and force myself to smile?"

Chang Geng raised his eyebrows and looked at him leisurely, looking at him with a look of "Whatever you say is what you say."

"The whole team withdraws." Gu Yun was angry and weak, "The injured number came first. It won't take long before the Westerners reacted, and we'll ambush."

After walking two steps, Gu Yun felt exhausted and couldn't help but think of Chang Geng's fallacies and evil sayings from some quack medicine just now. He then took off the wine pot on his waist and drank a sip of wine, carried General Lian's wind-cutting blade behind him, and whistled.

The war horse ran to him and heard the sound. Gu Yun turned the whistle in his mouth, and blew out an inexplicable self-made tune. He grabbed a yellow wild flower from the ground and turned over the horse: "Brothers of the Light Cavalry, get on the horse and follow me!"

Gu Yun was holding a wild flower in his hand, and wanted to put the flower on Chang Geng's head closest to him, but unexpectedly, he raised his hand and met Chang Geng's gaze. Chang Geng's gaze was always following him, and his expression seemed to be "You can just put a red veil on my head."

Gu Dashuai shivered and did not dare to take action. He put the flower on General Tan's helmet, which was as big as a fight, and deeply explained what it means to "a flower is inserted into that."

The veterans of Beidaying burst into laughter, and the Xuan Armored Light Cavalry rushed away with Gu Yun, following him, following the same thing, and whistles of the south and north accents came one after another. Gu Yun roared angrily in front: "Who told you to learn from me, you're almost peeing!"

Not to mention, it’s really a relief to make such a fuss.

At this time, on the Western Sea Monster—

Mr. Ya walked into the cabin door in a mess and met the Pope's personal guard leader.

"How is it?" asked Mr. Ya.

Leader: "I wake up, he is about to call you in."

In the chaotic naval battle, the Pope's place was rubbed by a rocket, and a turret was detonated. The huge impact force shocked him and the old man fainted on the spot. The subsequent Western Navy was in a very embarrassing situation when it encountered the Xuantie Camp, which had a lot to do with this.

Mr. Ya breathed a sigh of relief and walked in. The Pope applied medicine to his forehead. His head was covered with white hair, scattered on one side, revealing a few insignificant age spots in the corner of his eyes.

Mr. Ya knelt on the ground, his forehead was depressed: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry..."

The old man on the bed didn't open his eyes and murmured, "It's Gu Yun."

"Yes, it's Gu Yun. We planned to trap him here at the beginning. In fact, we were ready to face him in the Beihai. But yesterday the black crow suddenly appeared," Mr. Ya paused for a moment, looking very upset, "The Xuantie Camp was dragged to Jiayuguan by the Western Regions Alliance. I should have had this confidence, but still..."

"I didn't hold my foot firm for a while."

Mr. Ya was speechless.
To be continued...