The next morning, the morning mist was swaying, and the mountains in front of Loushan Pass were shrouded in fog. It seemed that in a fairyland, Ye Xiaotian's soldiers suddenly discovered that there was another young master with charming eyebrows and red lips and white teeth beside Lord Tusi. Therefore, Lord Tusi's "good reputation" of being both beautiful and childish is spread even more.

Zhan Ning'er is a woman. Although she has a tomboy personality, women are women after all. Women's intuition is accurate and terrifying. She can easily tell from Ye Xiaotian's anxious look last night, and the look he looked at Tian Xifeng, that there seemed to be something ambiguous between the two. In addition, for self-protection, Tian Xifeng once said that he might have Ye Xiaotian's flesh and blood.

So, Liu Dadao, a mountain, a ridge, and a ditch in front, and a palace fighting drama was staged in General Ye's tent behind.

Zhan Fei said in a sour tone: "You have been outside for so long, and you have such a charming woman standing beside you, nothing happened naturally...ah?"

"Of course not!" In order to show his innocence, Ye Xiaotian frowned slightly and glared at her unhappy. Unfortunately, Concubine Zhan was not afraid at all.

"Is that so? I also think, how could Brother Xiaotian like that kind of old woman?" Concubine Zhan curled her lips, looking disgusted. She really couldn't tell that the woman she was talking about at this moment and the beautiful and charming vixen she was talking about just now were the same person.

"Since that's the case, why not send her back to Woniuling to take care of her. I don't think she will play any role in the army."

“Um…”

"Um?"

"Well! Actually, she is still a little useful."

"oh?"

"What are your eyes? I said she is useful, is it..."

Ye Xiaotian lay down Zhan Ning'er's ears and whispered softly. Zhan Ning'er looked half-believing and half-doubted: "Seriously? Are you not scaring me?"

"How could I scare you?"

"That's weird! You've been fooling me since you met me!"

"Not after getting married?"

"No? You said, Sister Miaowen married first, there is no way, she will be the wife of Zhangyin; Yingying will make a marriage with you first, and she will have to come for this first imperial decree. What should I do?"

"What should I do?" Ye Xiaotian rolled his eyes and really couldn't remember it. Sometimes the promises made by men were easily forgotten even if they were very serious at the time.

"You said you would let my husband be a son! You said you would leave my eldest son and daughter to me!" Zhan Ning'er said, pinching Ye Xiaotian's tender flesh under his ribs, gritting his teeth, and was extremely angry: "But now Yingying and Sister Miaowen have both, but I don't have it!"

"I'm also blamed me? I'm not right to blame me for being guilty! Who told me that I was not good at your stomach! Oh, stop pinching, you'd better kick it..."

The couple were having a fight, and "Xiao promise" made things difficult for Zhan Ning'er.

Mrs. Tian Xifeng Tian San was like an angry little wife, holding a bowl of fragrant soup, and walked in obediently, with a delicate voice, as sweet as if soaked in a honey jar: "Sir~~~"

Three days after the lingering sound was lingering: "This is the freshly stewed pheasant and mushroom soup. You can try it and replenish your body."

"Replenish your body? Why do you need to replenish your body?" Concubine Zhan glared fiercely, "Little promise" had a mysterious sweet smile on her face, shyly saying nothing, but it seemed that she had said everything she should have said.

Ye Xiaotian put on a tent in his hand and looked up the mountain with a solemn expression: "Have you attacked the sixth village? The bone of Loushanguan is really hard to crack! I'll go and ask the general for military information!"

Ye Xiaotian walked like a rabbit chased by a dog. If he really wanted to fight, Zhan Ning'er would definitely abuse Tian Xifeng. However, this girl was so sarcastic and slandered. Ye Xiaotian didn't believe that she would attack Tian Xifeng, so he shook her sleeves and did not take away any worries.

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Under Liu Dadao's personal supervision of the battle, although the Ming army paid a heavy price, they were moving forward step by step, and they were moving forward steadily.

The Bozhou Army knew that these twelve passes could not stop the Ming army, but in order to sham their spirits, they still resisted tenaciously. They caught the strong men nearby and arrested the men from nearby villages, including the twelve or twelve-year-old children, forcing them to be cannon fodder. The elite main force was naturally concentrated in Loushan Pass to wait for the decisive battle.

The sixth level, the seventh level, the eighth level...

Liu Dadao slowly advanced at the speed of pulling one level a day, while in Loushan Pass, facing the approaching Ming army, the Bozhou army still maintained an extremely optimistic attitude:

"The imperial court's troops can capture no matter where they can, they can't capture Loushan Pass!"

"As long as Loushan Pass is not broken, our Bozhou will still be as stable as Mount Tai!"

"The imperial court's hard work in the expedition will definitely not last long. As long as we guard Loushan Pass, our Bozhou will be the ultimate winner!"

Those who say this include local officials and soldiers in Bozhou, as well as nearby mountain people who have given themselves courage or expressed their loyalty to local officials.

There are also many strong men in Loushan Guanzhong, but these strong men are not responsible for fighting as cannon fodder. Of course, if the war is really tight, they will inevitably embark on this path. But at least now, they are mainly responsible for cooking, casting, and strengthening city defense.

These strong men were all mountain people arrested from nearby, including merchants trapped in the pass due to the tight war. There were many Ye Xiaotian's people among them, with more than 200 people.

When Ye Xiaotian was on the way to Chongqing Prefecture, he heard Tian Xifeng's conceit of Loushanguan, and he had already thought about it and sent people in advance. At that time, Liu Dadao had not yet taken charge and Li Hualong had not yet sent troops. How could he have thought that from then on, they had been buried among them.

Those who have been arrested are always complaining; merchants who are trapped in the pass and cannot leave are naturally listless. Among these people, if a few of them are more positive and obedient, they will naturally be appreciated and favored by the defenders and entrust them with relatively relaxed and important positions, such as foreman and chef...

And such people, without exception, are Ye Xiaotian's people. Of course, there are also ordinary mountain villagers or merchants. Seeing that they cannot get rid of it, they intend to welcome and please them in exchange for a better situation. However, they are either trapped by these "conscious" spies, or they are much less than their prestige, so how can they compete for employment?

"I just watched Qiao Li watch the meal, and it happened to him that the imperial army had attacked the tenth pass." The chef's head, Dao Scar Xiang, was wearing apron with oily mohua at all, and held a rice spoon in his hand to strengthen his tone.

Foreman Duan Pinfan sat on a big rock, bulging his muscles, making him look like a mountain of meat: "Well! If this happens, we should take action."

Ma Yong, who was originally a hunter, glanced at him and said, "It has been more than half a month. I have been worried that there will be a problem with the bamboo tube handed over to me by Elder Dai. At present, it seems that I can catch up!"

Judging from his words, Ma Yong was the one who was so handsome that he quietly left the seclusion that day, pretending to be hunting, but in fact he rushed to Dai Yunxi, who was not hiding in the deep mountains.

The old man wearing a long robe and tucked around his waist, he was a businessman who was openly aware of his identity. He was staying at Loushanguan and became a laborer carrying bags and building walls. Among the people who seemed to be gathering together to ease his troubles, he was the real manager.

The old man sprayed the stone and knocked on the soles of his shoes, and the sand was on the back. He glanced vigilantly and gave a deep order: "Everyone moves, and the army will act immediately that night when it arrives under the gate!"

"Swear to die for the Lord!" Everyone sat or stood, behaving in various ways, without making any eye-catching tribute, but their tone and eyes were full of inexplicable fanaticism.

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