A personal guard took it and turned around and handed it to Feng San.

Feng San looked again, and the officers below began to ask the commander

"The Emperor's Stomp?"

"Front battlefield?"

"What did the military newspaper say? Who sent the news back?"

"Who else is with our team?"

The noise in the camp sounded again.

This made Feng San on the main seat frown slightly.

Then, I didn't know what I thought of, and soon stretched out again.

"Come here, take this brother who was summoning me down, and ran so far, and greet me with good wine and meat!"

A rough voice came from Feng San's mouth.

My personal guards went up to help.

However, the action of pulling down the messenger shocked everyone present!

Rejecting the support of the personal soldiers on both sides, the messenger from Xiangyang suddenly shouted at Feng San:

"Feng Sima, you will be exempted from eating and drinking. Please put military affairs first!"

"Feng knows! Naturally, military affairs are the priority!"

"I'd like to ask Feng Sima Rong to dare. General Yue's military order made it clear and asked Feng Sima's team to immediately set off the camp and move closer to the Xiangyang City!

If not, military law will serve you!"

Even though he was kneeling on the ground, the messenger still raised his head!

After repeating Yue Yun’s request in a certain way, he changed it.

What is this person?

Was it sent by Yue Yun to supervise him?

Such an idea flashed through his mind, and Feng Sansang's expression remained unchanged.

Just said loudly indifferently:

"Since that's the case...Grand Sun!"

"I'm here!"

“Send the order!

The entire army set off the camp!!!”

"Here!"

"Here!"

"Here!!!"

The officers who heard the military order went down one by one to prepare.

After getting the messenger who wanted the result, he was also led out of the tent by his personal guards.

In the big tent, only Feng San and four of his personal soldiers who had dismantled the tent were left.

All four personal guards had a life-long friendship with Feng San.

Without outsiders, Feng San's brows frowned again.

"Mobilize all the surrounding defensive troops, county and county guards, and nearby militia... What is Yue Yun trying to do?

At the city of Xiangyang, have a field battle with the Mongols?

It's just a mess!!!"

Feng San slandered Shangguan behind his back.

The guards beside him just thought they didn't hear it.

Still doing my own way to clean up the trivial items in the tent.

But at this moment!

An illusory shadow suddenly came in from outside the tent!

"who!"

“Bold!”

“There are thorns…”

As soon as several personal guards pulled out the saber from their waists, they swallowed the word "guest" in their throats.

I saw it in the tent.

The shadow shows off his body, but it is a red phantom.

This is not the point.

The point is that when the other party showed his body, Feng San stopped their movements first.

Feng San recognizes the Fire Ghost King!

I know this is the "shadow" of my own young master!

really.

Seeing that the few people in the tent did not move, the Shadow Guard just had his head tilted.

Then, he reached into his chest, took out a letter and placed it in front of Feng San, and uttered two words without any fluctuation.

"your."

mine?

Feng San was stunned when he heard this, then picked up the letter paper in front of him and opened it to watch.

Inside the envelope is the handwriting of Lanli.

And Renli's request...

Seeing the order on it, Feng Sansang's expression changed slightly.

Then, he seemed to have let go of something and sighed.

After doing this action, Feng San suddenly turned to look at the captain of the guard beside him and said:

"Brother Jin, we have been in love for nearly ten years, right?"

"The general said nothing, as long as I didn't let Lao Jin vote for the barbarian, then Lao Jin would be in accordance with the general."

The captain of the guard looked straight into Feng San's eyes and replied firmly.

Seeing this, Feng San nodded.

Then.

I just felt my hands itchy.

Want to catch something.

It seems like I want to pick up the knife and cut something.

After searching for a while, his eyes were red with anxiety.

"Where is the knife? Where is my big knife?"

"General!"

"General, what's wrong with you?"

"Knife! Knife! Give me the knife! Yeah, you are going to chop those turtle sons!!!"

......

......

The letter from Lan Li to Feng San is very simple.

It mainly tells three things.

First, Zhao Yi is dead.

Second, he was asked to avoid head-on battles with the Mongols, try to hide behind and gather the defeated scattered generals.

Third, the Lan family's fleet is stationed at Pingyang Ferry.

The above three things contain a truth.

Lan Li didn't say it clearly.

But Feng San figured it out after thinking a little.
To be continued...