Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

So the next day was spent in busy communication, determination and handling of military affairs.

Although Yu Beizhou said that he entered his army tent early in the morning and wanted to do something wrong, he was still a general of the army. It was impossible to stay in his tent and not leave.

The imperial city of Weiguo is full of institutions, so tomorrow it will be a tough battle.

Like the previous battle on the plains, Zongluo still had to sit in the rear and could not go to the front line.

But of course, now that Wei Guo is at the end of the shot, their army has completely retreated to the imperial city, like a battle between beasts, and it is absolutely impossible to fight back and forth on the plains like before. Not to mention that there will always be a day when the food and grass in the city will be exhausted. The activation of the mechanism city also requires energy. In the state of Wei, it can last for three days.

During these three days, the firepower will be the strongest.

After these three days, Wei Guo is a sheep to be slaughtered. Therefore, the task at hand is to survive these three days. Soldiers are not tired of cheating, and they plan a few more assaults. It is best to cheat the opponent's big killer, and try to minimize the casualties.

When it comes to raiding, Xuanqi is naturally a good player. Fighting guerrilla, Zongluo will definitely do his part.

It's a pity that he can't go to the front line, so among the remaining generals, the most aggressive and unexpected, and the one who is more crazy than Zongluo...then only Yu Beizhou.

Therefore, it was not a reckless act to send Yu Beizhou as the main general during the war, but this person is indeed very suitable for this kind of battle.

After some discussions, the wartime plan was also finalized.

In fact, as early as Zongluo and Yu Beizhou were on their way from Ghost Valley, these Great Yuan generals had already come up with several sets of practical plans. They just needed to wait for the prince to see them before making a decision.

To be fair, Zongluo is now the prince, and it is unbelievable that the prince is on the front line in person. No matter how much military talent there is, no one dares to call him to the end.

Just said last time, after Zong Luo evacuated to the middle camp, he went back to the right camp without saying a word, facing the thousands of troops and horses. If something were to happen to this man, then with the extreme love and attention shown by Emperor Yuan, I am afraid that the generals of the entire front line would lose their heads.

Of course, so far, no one has guessed why His Highness, who has always been stable, suddenly made such an unreasonable move, giving up the bottom line and principles that he had adhered to for many years.

But it's okay, it's okay. Even if they disappeared together with King Beining, but after all, Guigu is involved, and the identity of the two Guigu senior brothers is lingering.

The most important thing is that this person is not something they can intervene.

So the next day before dawn, the siege troops began to prepare.

It was rare that Yu Beizhou didn't get into the main tent last night. After Zong Luo was dressed neatly and walked out of the main tent this morning, he had been waiting outside for a long time.

It is still the most familiar red and white fur dress.

Yu Beizhou is always so arrogant and wanton. You know, to wear such bright clothes on the battlefield, it is really bright to write a few big words at me on the face.

However, not only did he wear it, but he also dressed as the King of Beining in the Great Yuan Dynasty. When he wore the red robe, his color changed when he saw it in the enemy country.

Yu Beizhou stood there lazily, with a languid look of indifference to everything.

After Zong Luo came out, his eyes finally lit up and he stood up straight, like a child who saw his beloved treasure.

"Your Highness."

Obviously they all saluted like everyone else, but Yu Beizhou's voice had a vague ambiguity that made people's ears tingle.

Zong Luo paused: "Now this is on the battlefield, you should call me the commander."

Yu Beizhou did so with a smile.

I don't know why, Zongluo always finds a strange indifference from this guy's words and deeds.

What are you going crazy about? !

This person has done too many things that go against yin and yin. So every time Yu Beizhou was like this, Zong Luo felt that this person must not have a good idea.

After the routine point was completed, the other generals left with their horses. Only Yu Beizhou is still standing here.

The latter was not at all interested in Pei Qianxue's eyes, but instead deliberately leaned over and said, "His Royal Highness, the sword of this minister has fallen into your tent."

There is indeed such a thing.

The night before yesterday, Yu Beizhou sneaked into his tent. After Zongluo threw the man away, he found that the man hadn't taken his Tai Ajian and left it beside his sleeping bag.

The world-famous Evil Sword just lay here quietly, announcing the master's complete relaxation.

They can't be regarded as the swordsmen of the Great Wilderness. That kind of swordsman usually regards the sword as his life, and even sleeps with it, and pursues the supreme swordsmanship.

Now that the sword was chosen as the weapon, the first lesson Guigu gave them was to keep the sword in their hands.

What's more, Yu Beizhou has now taken over the position of Guiguzi. When he thinks of how slack he has become when he takes office, Zongluo hates iron.

"Let's go." As a last resort, Zongluo could only take Yu Beizhou to the main tent to get it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the camp, a strong and hot arm stopped across his waist.

Immediately afterwards, the fiery lips and tongue took all his breath unreasonably.

Obviously, someone who has studied hard with printmaking has studied how to please his senior brother on the bed, so that the senior brother can show more beautiful, more embarrassed or absent-minded expressions.

However, this kissing technique has not improved at all, and it still has a distinct personal color. Crazy, predatory, almost melting.

"Actually, I wanted to do this as early as when I returned the elixir to Senior Brother."

After the kiss, Yu Beizhou rubbed the lips of the white-robed prince, pressing out a bit of blood out of thin air.

At that time, he had foreseen the imminent end of death. Now that you know it, it's natural to have a good time. Not even just a kiss, but a deeper total possession. Especially after seeing the closeness between senior brother and Pei Qianxue, this thought grows like wild grass, and it is difficult to stop.

Yu Beizhou didn't know why, outside the eaves of Baicheng, he was soaked in the rain for half a night, after all, he did not choose to forcefully invade and occupy this person.

The generals who are about to go out on the expedition straighten the messy clothes for the main general in the rear, and reluctantly lick the lips of the other party, as if tasting a delicious delicacy: "I'm leaving."

Yu Beizhou stepped on the black horse, put away his cynical smile, his whole body became cold and sharp, and he drew out his Tai A sword to point at the sky.

After the red and white figure gradually turned into a point in his field of vision, Zong Luo reacted.

He stood still, then turned around.

Once upon a time, they were still enemies of fate. Looking forward to the other party dying in any accident on the battlefield. However, fate is so absurd, and there is a turn that no one expected, and finally it turns into such an ending.

Just as he stood in front of the military tent and watched Yu Beizhou leave, it was incredible that such a mild thing would happen to them, and I never dared to think about it in the past.

Not to mention...fearing about the safety of another person.

Immediately afterwards, a letter from Feng Jun was submitted to the table of the main account.

It was clear that the fighting on the front was very urgent. Wei Guo's armament to the imperial city was far more serious than they had expected... This meant that the opponent would not be able to support it for a long time and wanted a quick solution, which also made Zong Luo worried.

The main tent was some distance away from the front line, and the sound of fighting over there could be heard from a distance.

Gold and iron horses, flags fluttering, war drums beating. The roar, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of heavy objects falling, the deafening sound of the mechanical city when it was activated... Enough to see the intensity of the battle.

"Report - the first batch of heavy cavalry almost all died!"

The first battle report came, not good news.

Heavy crossbows were installed on the walls of the Weiguo city.

It is estimated that these arrows have also undergone witchcraft transformation, and they can shoot through thick shields.

The first wave of temptation was regarded as a dark loss for Da Yuan.

Zong Luo pondered: "These arrows should not be too many."

Sure enough, just as he had guessed.

Yu Beizhou responded in a timely manner, withdrew the heavy cavalry and called the light cavalry to form an array.

The Tianji Army and Xuanqi have fought similar battles, and they are not afraid at all. Yu Beizhou has gone through nine years in his last life, and his experience will only get richer.

At this point, the battle is over.

The noon sun shone on the earth, illuminating the outside more and more brightly.

The battle report is more about the overall situation across the board. It's just obvious that, facing Wei Guo, who was shrunk in the city, the number of casualties in Da Yuan continued to rise, reaching the highest level in the history of this battle.

After forbearing several times, Zong Luo did not ask any specific generals about the situation. Just after hearing the scout mention that King Beining was injured, Su'er clenched his hands under the table.

Suddenly, Zong Luo suddenly remembered.

Before leaving, Yu Beizhou said "I'm leaving", but did not say "Wait for me to come back".

No one knows better than Zongluo that Yu Beizhou is no longer the son of Tianyun.

Those luck, when he was resurrected back in time, had already been given. In this life, no one will surround Yu Beizhou, and there will no longer be a life-saving talisman.

If Zongluo hadn't rescued him, Yu Beizhou, who had lost the protection of his luck, would have died under the divine crossbow.

Even if this person has experienced more, more dangerous battles than this. There has never been such a moment that Zongluo realized so clearly that Yu Beizhou was no longer the omnipotent, surrounded by everyone, the protagonist of "Can Drink a Cup of Nothing" in his memory.

He is just an ordinary person.

A stinky brother who will grow old, sick and die, happy, angry, arrogant, arrogant and perverse.

He will also die.

This cognition was like an invisible hand, closing Zong Luo's internal organs, even to the point of being extremely dazed.

Even if Yu Beizhou, who had died once, was rescued from the divine machine crossbow, it would not have been unforgettable this time.

How can the protagonist of a book die? They were born to shine.

But think about it.

Zongluo is the main general, and it is such an urgent battle right now. He had no choice but to put these aside and continue to follow up with the military reports on the front line.

Pei Qianxue opened the tent several times and came in, but he didn't catch this wrong.

A simple stretcher carried a group of wounded cavalry back. There was even a lieutenant of the Tianji Army, whose arm disappeared and was soaked with blood.

Finally, night fell.

The good news suddenly came: "The Wei Kingdom has opened the city gate—"

Everyone was stunned, followed by ecstasy.

They had already prepared for a long-term siege against the Great Patriotic War. In the end, this is only the first day, and getting such an incredible result, how can people not be happy?

"God bless me Dayuan!"

"Ambition and hegemony, unify the Central Plains!"

The cheers came one after another, forming a huge current like a small stream, which was deafening. Among them, there are also cheers from the pair of Tianji Army Xuanqi, or the generals who are in charge of this battle.

Zong Luo moved his stiff fingers, as if he had finally reacted, and walked out of the tent quickly.

In the night sky, huge stars dazzled.

However, when all the generals returned, they did not see that familiar figure.

In the midst of laughter and singing and dancing, Zongluo turned and walked to the wounded camp.

However, just a few steps out, his eyes were blindfolded from behind.

The cloak full of gunpowder smoke and blood slammed over his head and covered his face, hanging his entire weight on Zong Luo.

"I have dedicated the victory to Your Highness."

A familiar voice came to his ear, with a arrogant smile, he lowered his voice and said, "Should Your Highness also honor the reward?"