Xia Shiyu kept his mouth and hands, crackling sounds started and fell. Lan Xishu's shoulders and back were chaotic, and the bloodstains overlapped forks and crosses. What's more, Xia Shiyu's words were like lightning to whip Lan Xishu's proud heart. He could withstand misinterpretations and even slander from others. However, he could not accept Xia Shiyu's words. If Sun Buer died tragically because of his mistake, no matter how big or severely punished Lan Xishu, he would bear it without complaint. However, if Xia Shiyu believed that he was just a scum who had no big picture and could only fight in the same way as vernacular Chinese, Lan Xishu would never accept it. This is a matter of principle.

"I'm not!" Lan Xishu's red neck was lying across his red neck, biting his back teeth and saying a muffled sentence. He couldn't say the second sentence anymore. Lan Xishu's throat was blocked, and he was so aggrieved that he held back the tears that were rolling in his eyes.

Xia Shiyu's whip raised high stopped in the air, panting slightly.

"You are not. Look at what you do, look at what you have brought your brothers to? If a real man dies, he will die on the battlefield, not at his own hands." Xia Shiyu sat on the edge of the kang, and his whip hanged down.

Wang Baicao and Zhenjie, who were approaching the window in the yard, breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao An chewed his fist and cried, but she held back and didn't cry.

"If adults think that Lan Xishu is similar to vernacular Chinese, and Lan Xishu's heart is like a knife, you might as well kill Lan Xishu." Lan Xishu finally forced her tears back, her arms tensed straight, and the joints clenched with fists made a crack: "I just don't want to be plotted against, and it's not my first move. You know, vernacular Chinese is targeting us everywhere. If we do nothing, we will die in vain and cannot save our lives. So what else can we talk about?"

Lan Xishu was not excited at all when he said this.

"It's not us, it's me! Baihuawen is targeting me. He can't catch any handle on me. He can't do anything to me. But you, at the same time, angered Baihuawen and the Dongchang, causing endless troubles behind me. I was a small Jinyiwei Qianhu, alas!" Xia Shiyu sighed, and his expression suddenly became listless.

Lan Xishu suddenly turned around: "Sir! One person does things and one person does it. Lan Xishu only wants to protect him and cannot tolerate the vernacular and other people harming him!"

"Bastard!" Xia Shiyu changed color suddenly and swept Lan Xishu's left cheek with a whip. Lan Xishu's mouth twitched and he lowered his head stubbornly.

"One person does things and one person does it! Do you think you are in the world! You hate your banditry aura the most, there is a Jinyiwei general there." Xia Shiyu pointed at Lan Xishu with a whip and couldn't help but shout: "Your group of brothers have been taken away by you, but they all stammered with me, sloppy and looked back and saw that I dealt with you one by one."

What about brothers? When Lan Xishu came, she was beaten by Xia Shiyu. She thought that Xia Shiyu had heard from her report that she had cut corners and avoided the main point of being less important. She was in the background of her relationship with Xia Shiyu. Her brothers and sisters were prone to making excuses and angered Xia Shiyu. Lan Xishu was glad that he had lost his mind just now and told him all his actions at Huyakou. Lan Xishu deliberately concealed the matter between Ge Tinggang and Qian Daqian. Lan Xishu thought a lot about it. Xia Shiyu was a person who was stubborn and perfunctory. Telling him these things would be detrimental to the future.

"Don't blame them, they don't know the inside story!" Lan Xishu's heart was hot. The brothers' maintenance made him stronger in his thinking. Xia Shiyu's general policy must be followed, but Lan Xishu knew how many flexible it was to use it.

Xia Shiyu knew that beating Lan Xishu to death would not change this kid's idea of ​​dealing with people, so Xia Shiyu was really reluctant to beat him to death.

Silence, Lan Xishu was no longer wronged, Xia Shiyu's anger also disappeared, but Xia Shiyu didn't say that Lan Xishu would stand up, and Lan Xishu didn't dare to stand up. Lan Xishu grinned and moved his knees, and the back was burning but painful, and his knees hurt.

"Hahaling was attacked by a small group of Tartar bandits, and both sides were killed and injured." Xia Shiyu was used to talking about border guards with Lan Xishu. His sadness and sadness were heard by Lan Xishu's tone. Lan Xishu did not turn around or take revenge.

Xia Shiyu sighed: "There are frequent small-scale wars on the Datong line. The well transported water reports. The enemy's situation is unpredictable, as if it was intentional. Small-scale intrusion is just a test. The recent recruitment and deployment of Tatar Arutai is very strange, which is really unpredictable."

"Does yours think Alutai is testing the weak links of my Daming border defense?" Lan Xishu suddenly stood up and suddenly realized that he was abrupt. He pressed his right knee and wanted to kneel down again. He looked at Xia Shiyu and waited for him to speak.

Xia Shiyu didn't know his little thoughts, so he waved his hand impatiently and threw the horse whip aside. Lan Xishu endured the pain and grinned his teeth, and stood next to Xia Shiyu: "Sir, I think that the deployment of troops in the Longmen is a weak link. I am afraid that the real intention of the Tartar bandits is to open a gap here?"

Compared with the military rush of heavy troops, Longmen is indeed weaker, and is far away from important garrisons like Datong Xuanfu. Once the Tatar bandits attack with heavy troops, even if the surrounding areas are full of support, the situation is not optimistic.

Don’t think that the small Shahekou annihilate hundreds of enemies and think that the Tatar bandits are just like this. They are never tired of cheating. It is hard to say that Alutai will not tear the defense lines of Hahaling and Longmen Station again. By then, it will not be a child with hundreds of people. As long as the Tatar bandits have more than 5,000 troops, it will be difficult to guarantee the defense lines of Hahaling and Longmen Station for a day. It is not sensational to be swept and razed to the ground in an instant.

Lan Xishu looked at Xia Shiyu and frowned, stared at the corner of the table, his face was covered with sorrow, but his eyes were as resolute as steel and solid iron.

Lan Xishu picked up the whip and did not hand it over to Xia Shiyu's hand. She gently placed it on the table. Xia Shiyu was touched by Lan Xishu's movements, her eyes twitched, and she returned to her calm normal state.

"Sir! But I'm worried that the Tartars will start with the Hahaling Longmen." Lan Xishu was young and energetic after all, and had never experienced large-scale wars. After the battle of Yanchipo, Lan Xishu felt like a slight attempt and did not take the Tartars seriously at all.

"It's very likely." Xia Shiyu's mentality of underestimating the enemy was seen, and he stared at Lan Xishu fiercely in a blink of an eye: "Undering the enemy will make you miscalculate the situation. A taboo of military strategists. A few hundred people tore through the Hahaling defense line, causing the people to fall over. People say that the victory in Shahekou is a great victory. How can ordinary people understand the truth of the war? Even the court newspaper delivered to him never mentions the 200 soldiers lost by Miyun defenders. It's fine if outsiders don't know it. We have experienced the situation of the battle personally, and we should be prepared for danger in times of peace and should not be crazy about underestimating the enemy."

After Xia Shiyu said that, his eyes were on Lan Xishu's face for a long time. Lan Xishu's forehead was sweating, and he was extremely ashamed, and his head lowered: "Lan Xishu remembers the teachings of his lord! We are currently."

Lan Xishu didn't dare to give any more comments, so he raised his eyes quickly and then lowered.

"I will not intervene in Huya's place except to inquire about the enemy situation of the Tartar bandits. I have arranged it. If you disobey my plan again, let me see how I deal with you!" Xia Shiyu's voice was very low, but he said with gritted teeth. Lan Xishu dared not to meet Xia Shiyu's eyes that cut everything, and his head pressed lower: "Lan Xishu obeys the order!"

Sister Zhen whispered at the door: "The mouse is here!"
Chapter completed!