The commander-in-chief is handsome and charming

I watched Ling Yun and the others eat.

Then he watched Ling Yun slowly stand up and stretch his body slowly.

Then he turned around and went back, and came out with a cup of tea after a while.

This time she didn't sit there.

Standing on the steps with a cup of tea, he looked at the two people fighting as if he was watching the scenery.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Commander Zhou, the fighting capacity of your Southern Qi soldiers is generally not very good."

"How many people have died on your side today?"

"Are there a hundred?"

She asked seriously, and Zhou Wu's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

His original intention was to exhaust people to death, but the result was...

Now where did this steamed bun come from?

He pondered with a gloomy face, and Ling Yu on the side said very cooperatively, "Master, if this one dies, there will be exactly one hundred people."

"Oh~" Ling Yun nodded while standing on the steps, then took a sip of the teacup.

Then he ordered those in the battle, "Make it an even number as soon as possible."

The Southern Qi soldiers in the battle were no match for the secret guards.

If the other party hadn't been hungry for a day, how could he have survived until now?

Now, he heard that nearly a hundred people on his side had died, and everything was completely lost.

The long sword passed across the neck and a head flew into the air.

The bloody scene made Ling Yun frown.

"Ling Qi, killing people is fine, but why are you so violent?"

Ling Yun gave a symbolic rebuke, and the secret guard Ling Qi bowed to her and said, "Yes, I know I was wrong."

Then he slowly took out the half-eaten bun from his arms.

He glanced at Zhou Wu and took a bite.

Then he turned back and poured himself a glass of water.

Lingyan is really something. She has already prepared the steamed buns, but can’t she add some dishes?

Choking.

Zhou Wu looked at the person being carried away and glanced around with a dark face.

"Where's Lingyan?"

After saying this, Ling Yun gently stirred the tea in his hand.

After Zhou Wu shouted this, his gaze paused on this group of people.

Lingyan, Ling?

His eyes darkened and he urged again.

Ling Yan ran back quickly, with the belt in her hand still untied.

There was still gauze wrapped around his arm, and the blood color on it could not be faked.

This made Zhou Wu difficult to judge for a moment.

He wanted to let Ling Yan go up and fight, but he was afraid that he would suffer losses and would not be able to explain to General Chang.

It's a difficult time.

The fire in the distance dimmed, and then the people from the patrol camp came.

"Commander Zhou, His Majesty told you to just take care of this place."

"The rest of the place is left to my patrol battalion."

These words made Zhou Wu feel relieved.

There are only so many soldiers under my command, if they are dispersed.

There is no way Ling Yun can be trapped.

just now……

He stared at Ling Yun and smiled softly, "The Grand Princess has good tactics."

"Zhou didn't expect that there were still people from your group outside."

Lingyun looked at him with the teacup in hand and saw him standing on the steps.

The hand was stretched out.

A secret guard hurriedly took the tea from her hand.

Ling Yun looked at Zhou Wu with a smile.

He looked at the people behind him and said, "Commander Zhou, among the thousands of people behind you... there are quite a few of my people."

"Let's just keep wasting time like this and see if you can trap me in the end."

She laughed wantonly, her eyes full of flamboyance.

Zhou Wu began to have doubts.

During the day's battle, many people died at the hands of Ling Yun and others.

There are indeed few who survived.

His gaze paused on the few people who survived.

The scrutiny in his eyes is hard to ignore.

Cui Xiang swallowed a steamed bun with difficulty and sat there leisurely drinking tea.

Seeing Zhou Wu's expression, he smiled coldly in his heart.

With this kind of brain, can he still be a commander?

Sure enough, there is a difference between a commander in chief and a commander in chief.

When Ling Yun was in Dongling, he led the Thousand Wing Guards to sweep across Kyoto.

And this...

Cui Xiang just wanted to laugh.

As a result, people from the patrol camp joined in.

But Kyoto is still not peaceful tonight.

Fireworks continued to rise from all over the place, and occasionally the flames were accompanied by cries of grief.

Even two shops under Cui Xiang’s name were burned down.

Xu Shaoxun's injuries have healed, and he is riding on horseback to rescue people everywhere.

In the end, not only government offices in various places were burned down.

Even the residences of various officials were visited.

Xu Shaoxun and his patrol battalion were overwhelmed and finally had to ask the old emperor for help.

The old emperor sat in the imperial study, looking a little older.

Hear the report from the people below.

The annoyance in his eyes flashed away.

but……

"Call Shaoze."

Xu Shaoze was waiting outside and quickly came in and bowed to the old emperor.

"Shao Ze, your father has already given you the chance to become famous in one battle."

"It depends on whether you can catch it."

The old emperor looked at his son who was standing in front of him with his head down, and gently turned the token in his hand.

"The total number of soldiers that can be mobilized from the Beijing Suburban Camp is 15,000."

"Almost all of them are within my imperial city at the moment."

"Leave 5,000 men to guard the palace, and you lead 10,000 soldiers."

"Even if I have to flatten that alley, Ling Yun will die in Nanqi..."

The old emperor's voice was filled with murderous intent.

He hated the Ling family.

The Southern Qi had not been able to advance any further on its border for many years, and had lost several cities in the last battle.

He wants to use Lingyun to commemorate everything he has lost.

"Yes." When Xu Shaoze took the military token, his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He was almost certain now.

As expected, I am my father’s favorite son.

This battle will not only keep Ling Yun in Southern Qi forever.

He can also establish his position in the court.

Finally, he was only one step away from the throne.

He left the palace with his personal guards in high spirits and quickly assembled ten thousand soldiers.

The streets of the entire Southern Qi capital were filled with the sound of horse hooves.

Ling Yu stood on the roof, listening to the noise in the distance.

He quickly came down to report to Ling Yun, "Master, a large number of troops are rushing over here."

"Hearing the noise, there must be at least 10,000 people."

No less than 10,000 people...

This number made Ling Yun's eyebrows twitch slightly.

He touched his spear.

He ate another steamed bun silently.

Of course, Zhou Wu on the opposite side also heard the noise in the distance.

It's not a good time to send anyone out to fight.

He just stared at Ling Yun and said, "Grand Princess, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are nothing to worry about."

"Oh" Ling Yun did not comment on this sentence.

He slowly finished the steamed bun in his hand and drank half a cup of tea.

The sound finally came closer and closer, and it sounded like it had reached the entrance of the alley.

"Demolish it!" Xu Shaoze gave the order, ignoring the cries of the surrounding people.

The people under his command simply razed the area to the ground.

The horse trampled on the ruins, raising a cloud of dust.

Xu Shaoze looked at Ling Yun who was sitting on the steps, with no concealment of the pride in his eyes.

"Princess Dongling, I have long heard of your great name!"

After he said this, he bowed slowly on horseback.

Ling Yun was sitting on a chair and slowly stood up.

He raised his hand, grabbed his spear, and uttered a word: "Kill!"