South bank of the Yellow River.

As the sun sets, piles of bonfires burning in the Jurchen barracks. The staggered tents extend into the largest tent in the center. The vigorous charcoal fires were removed. In addition to the solemn atmosphere, the tent seemed particularly cold. Wanyan Zongwang led Jiemu, Yinkeshu, Yelu Deguang and others to stand outside the tent.

There were more than twice as many patrol soldiers in teams than usual, because the Wolf King of Jurchen came tonight.

The sound of horse hooves gradually rose. From a distance, the figure of the war horse stepped on the mud and came to Wanyan Zongwang. The latter trembled his cloak and knelt on one knee, and the generals behind him knelt down together.

"Father"

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

Zong Wang raised his gaze and saw the Jin emperor over there who refused to support from others. He quickly turned off his horse and gently patted his son on the shoulder, "Come in with me, everyone else should go down and prepare."

"yes!"

After waving the generals back, Wanyan Aguda walked into the back of the long desk in the tent and sat down. After the others were gone, his face suddenly turned pale, and fine sweat flowed on his wrinkled forehead, and his chest was undulating.

Wanyan Zongwang's expression changed, he looked at the old man worriedly, and stood in front of the chief's case with his fists clenched.

"Father, your body is getting weaker and weaker. What you should rest, really should rest, otherwise it will be difficult to survive this winter."

On the other side, the old man wiped away the sweat from his head, and his tired expression changed into a solemn and majestic state. He waved his hand, looked at his son, and changed into a calm tone: "When I came here, I went to see Zhanhan. He was very bad, he was blind and burned all over. It was very serious. There was also trouble with Xiyi, he was already dead."

Looking at the turbid eyes of his father, Wanyan Zongwang frowned. He had always been incompatible with Zhan Han. Both of them were outstanding and had many supporters in the court. The emperor was old and the next throne would fall among them, forming a competitive relationship. The brotherly relationship in the past became more and more blurred.

Zong Wang had considered these things a long time ago, and probably his brother had thought about them too, otherwise he would not be much angry when he heard about this matter today.

Instead, he has a state of gratitude.

Thinking of this, Wanyan Zongwang still made some statements, "If Bianliang is broken tomorrow, my son will definitely catch that person and shave him with his own hands."

Under the orange light, the old man's back slowly hunched over, his eyes a little disappointed.

"Only the wounded wolf can understand the importance of wisdom," he said.

Then, he stood up again, swept away his previous fatigue, walked to Zong Wang, and stared at his eyes, "It will rain outside tonight, it is a good time to attack."

Outside the tent, the sound of rain started to sound.

The bonfire was extinguished. In the rainy sky, the old man walked out and drenched in the cold rain. The air was white. "I have ordered the craftsmen to make a batch of trenchers on the way here, and it will take some time to set up and adjust them, so I encircled the four doors, blocked them, and tried to attack once."

"Yes, father!"

The sound is raised and the camp is vibrated.

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Bianliang, Baifu.

The lights were brightly lit and the steps were coming and going. Dozens of servants were transporting boxes of various valuables into groups and carrying them onto the carriage. Among the busy crowd, there were voices, crying, and noisy.

In the night, the light in the lantern reflects the silhouette of a person.

"Xifu must listen to his sister. When you arrive in the south, you must listen to her. Do you know? Don't run out alone." Bai Ning gritted his teeth and whispered.

Opposite him, in front of him, the silly girl sucked her nose, her delicate body trembling faintly. She opened her mouth slightly and tried hard to speak, but she could not say a word, and tears blurred her vision.

She was crying, as helpless as if she had been abandoned.

In the blurry field of vision, Bai Ning reached out his hand, wiped away the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, pressed her head on her chest, rubbed it, and said softly: "The husband who doesn't cry didn't cry either. He doesn't want to see Xifu crying."

The silly girl nodded vigorously in his arms, shook her head again, and tears fell down. Outside the eaves, crackling raindrops fell down and fell on the ground, splashing rain flowers.

The wind ran in the rain, raised her white hair, Bai Ning pulled her cheeks, leaned down on her upper body, gently printed her mouth against Xifu's lips. The silly girl was stiff all over there, which was an indescribable feeling.

Soft, warm, sweet in the heart.

When the lips of "I, I" slowly separated, Xifu stopped crying, and looked at his husband like mist in his eyes, stuttering and wondering what he wanted to say.

In the heavy rain, the sound of departure came from the convoy. Bai Ning took her waist and walked to the front yard under the eaves of the corridor. When he arrived, he entrusted her to Bai Di.

"Sister, take good care of her."

He said, looking at the figure of the car catching up with Linglong, "Take good care of my godmother on the road."

Xiao Linglong nodded, "Don't worry, godfather, whoever dares to bully his mother, Linglong will kill him."

Afterwards, the carriage drove out of the mansion and walked in the rain. Bai Ning stood under the eaves and did not say goodbye anymore. He looked at the rain curtain and was in a daze.

During this kind of rush, he had no sleepiness. On the other side of the palace, the palace gate quietly opened, and carriages quietly drove out at the same time. Immediately after the Prime Minister's Mansion and Tong's Mansion began to go to the south gate. Such news came when Bai Ning just returned to the room.

Further away, the flags of the Jin Kingdom also reached the north gate, and then batches of troops began to scatter and quietly arrived.

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The city of Bianliang was particularly quiet on a rainy night. At this night, almost everyone in the city was sleeping. When the carriage in Bai Mansion passed through the quiet streets and alleys, Bai Di suddenly felt unstable, got out of the frame, shouted and asked the convoy to stop. She saw the sky in the southern part of the city wall.

Some are different.

A slight bright firelight was passing through the black night and rain curtains. Bai Di's body suddenly trembled, and there were more and more firelights in her vision, flying densely in the air.

Twist

It was like the sound of the wind blowing, and then, dense fires fell like raindrops and landed on the top of the city. The sound of siege and fighting suddenly rose in an instant, sweeping across the city and swept across the entire city.
Chapter completed!