The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

"That's about it. You can give the order now and have people rush to work according to the drawings and samples. In groups of three, based on the number of people in the transport camp, one hundred vehicles can be made in two days, which is enough."

Jiang Yunluo's body was getting cold, and she could hardly hold on any longer.

Ling Fengshuo happened to be here on his own, so she could finish talking quickly and go back to rest.

Unexpectedly-

"The size of this flying wing is wrong. It cannot fly to the city."

Ling Fengshuo suddenly spoke.

The sample Jiang Yunluo made was different from what he expected.

With this size, he could calculate the farthest distance it could fly with a little thought.

I'm afraid I'll hit the mountains and trees before I even fly!

Unless...it happens to be windy...

"What if it's windy?"

Jiang Yunluo directly said what he was thinking!

Ling Fengshuo's expression was stern, and a strange emotion rose in his heart.

How could she coincide with his thoughts?

Although it is true that we can use the power of the wind, when the wind will blow and how strong the wind will be, we need to calculate it from Si Tiantai...

If he can afford to wait, how long will the people of the city have to wait?

Jiang Yunluo just said that she would make a hundred flying wings within two days.

Do you already have a decision in mind?

"What else do you have to say? You can finish it all at once. Are you procrastinating like this because you plan to save people again next year?"

Jiang Yunluo's impatient voice suddenly sounded, taking Ling Fengshuo's silence as a question.

Facing her provocative eyes, Ling Fengshuo suddenly felt angry!

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Feiyi, and suddenly asked in a deep voice to the soldiers around him who had been curious for a long time: "Who is willing to test the safety of this Feiyi?"

All the soldiers looked at me, and I looked at you. No one responded, and there was even some disgust on their faces.

They are not afraid of charging into battle, let alone death.

It's just that this flying wing is still uncertain, and it came from Jiang Yunluo's hands! Extremely unlucky!

"Your Majesty! We joined the army to go into battle and kill the enemy! Not to die on something like this!" Someone in the crowd shouted loudly without fear of death.

Jiang Yunluo was now a public enemy in the military camp. Everyone knew that Ling Fengshuo didn't take her seriously. Seeing that he didn't rebuke her, they all agreed even more unscrupulously!

"You...you..."

Yan'er didn't expect it to be like this, and immediately felt worthless for Jiang Yunluo, and could only look at Ling Fengshuo expectantly.

Ling Fengshuo curled his lips, looking like he was watching a show!

"It seems that no one dares to try Princess Yunluo's flying wings..."

He paused deliberately for a moment——

Sure enough, someone immediately answered and said: "Since the princess made it, the princess can test it herself!"

"But the princess is still injured!"

Yan'er was shocked and knelt down hastily.

"Your Majesty, the princess almost fainted last night in order to build this flying wing! She really doesn't have the strength to test it out!"

"Your Majesty! I am willing to test the flight on behalf of the princess!"

Beichen also knelt down and asked for his life voluntarily.

Ling Fengshuo never answered, looking straight at Jiang Yunluo with his dark eyes.

At this time, she didn't say anything?

The nameless fire in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and the curve of the corners of Ling Fengshuo's lips became colder and colder.

"Jiang Yunluo, do you dare?"

Jiang Yunluo sneered in her heart.

She knew that this bitch Ling Fengshuo would not miss any opportunity to torture her!

The reason why she chose to do it alone was because she was too lazy to talk nonsense with him!

Ling Fengshuo would unconditionally question everything related to her.

Instead of having time to argue with him about who drew this picture and how to use the flying wings, she should take full responsibility and personally prove how blind he is!

"Why don't you dare? Keep your dog eyes wide open!"

Jiang Yunluo raised her eyebrows, picked up the flying wings with one hand and left.

"The princess!"

Yan'er and Beichen hurriedly followed.

Ling Fengshuo's face turned pale when she scolded her, but he still followed her.

There were many hills where the army camped. Jiang Yunluo carried Fei Yi all the way out of the back door of the supply camp and climbed onto one of them.

Then he tied the flying wings to his body.

"Princess Princess, please come down."

Beichen looked at the height above the ground and felt a little uneasy.

Although this place is not extremely high, if you accidentally fall down, you will definitely break a few bones!

Especially Jiang Yunluo is still injured!

"No need."

Jiang Yunluo simply refused and glanced coldly at the people on the ground.

She knows what she makes by herself.

"The county master..."

Yan'er wanted to persuade her again.

A wisp of breeze suddenly swept by, Jiang Yunluo took two steps and jumped out!

The crowd on the ground was in commotion for a moment, and Yan'er's screams were also left behind.

Jiang Yunluo used all her strength to control the direction of the flying wings, and cold sweat fell from her forehead drop by drop.

Sure enough, it's still a bit reluctant...

those injuries...

She gritted her teeth and felt the wound on her back burst open due to the tight muscles all over her body.

The back was soaked bit by bit, blood mixed with cold sweat, and there was a dense pain like needle pricks.

But her direction never deviated even a little bit.

finally--

Feiyi landed firmly on the ground!

She landed behind everyone, turned around and took off her flying wings, not wanting anyone to notice her blood-soaked clothes.

Those who had previously questioned Fei Yi suddenly fell silent.

"Ling Fengshuo, did you see it?"

Jiang Yunluo's eyes went dark, and she almost used all her strength to speak a word.

"So what if you can fly! Your Majesty just said that you can't fly to Yicheng..." Someone in the crowd whispered.

Ling Fengshuo frowned and lowered his eyes to look at her clenched fists.

The joints are already a little white.

That's it.

There was a voice in my heart reminding me.

This flying wing can be used.

As long as the wind blows, her tactics can be used.

Ling Fengshuo's eyes flickered for a moment, and the words she ordered to help her back were on her lips, but she still asked coldly when she opened her mouth -

"Jiang Yunluo, do you know when the wind will blow?"

His eyes were scrutinizing.

"Three days later..."

Jiang Yunluo murmured in a low voice.

She thought she was answering, but she didn't know that her voice was so low that no one could hear her.

The figures in front of me kept overlapping and flickering, and my ears were also in a mess.

No...

Time to go back and rest.

Can't fall in front of Ling Fengshuo...

The last thought flashed through her mind, and Jiang Yunluo moved slowly, wanting to turn around and leave.

But I felt my body sink suddenly!

The next moment-

All senses are completely plunged into darkness.

……

late at night--

The entire military camp fell silent.

Only Jiang Yunluo's tent was brightly lit.

Yan'er knelt beside the bed and had already reapplied medicine to her wounds and fed her pills. She didn't leave even half a step all day long.

"How is the princess?"

Beichen came in carrying food that had been heated several times, and looked a little anxious.

"I still haven't woken up, and the fever hasn't dropped much..."

Yan'er sighed, still feeling frightened when he remembered the scene when he saw her fainting during the day.

"How could the prince do this to the princess!"

"That blueprint was made by the princess who worked tirelessly while she was recovering from her injuries, just to rescue the people of the city as soon as possible! Not only is the prince not considerate, but he is also so difficult..."

Before she finished complaining, Beichen suddenly glanced sharply outside the tent.

"Who!"

He drew his sword, and as soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

"My lord?"

Beichen hurriedly knelt down on one knee.

Yan'er's whole body trembled and she hurriedly knelt down, her fingertips trembling a little.

How long has the prince been standing outside?

What she just said...