"What's wrong?"

In the heavy rain, even the sound was forced into a thread before it could be heard.

"Pull the curtain a little and don't catch a cold!"

Seeing the raindrops constantly pouring into the car curtain that Feng Wuyou lifted, Helanjiu subconsciously frowned.

Feng Wuyou ignored it and just asked: "You said the rain would stop, maybe it's more specific?

When exactly?”

Helan Jiuqin, chess, calligraphy, painting, astronomy and geography are all-around. The signs of the rain stop were seen early in the morning, so they were so anxious to travel.

Helanjiu wiped the rain on her face and said, "It will stop tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he murmured again: "So now is the biggest time, and I don't know what you, a woman, want to rush your way now!"

Wouldn't it be better to wait until the rain stops tomorrow morning before rushing?

They have now guessed Xia Ao’s plan, but Xiao Jinglan and Murong Yi are not fools.

According to Feng Wuyou, the four sides of Fulong Valley have long been buried in gunpowder by the barbarians, and they must have a way to prevent the infiltration of rainwater and groundwater.

As early as in Fangzhou, the thunder and explosion beads that Feng Anran took out could explode underwater. They were not sure whether Chu Xuan taught this skill to the barbarians, but after guessing Xia Ao's plan, they were 100% sure that the barbarians must have this technology, and at least they also know some ways to avoid water by gunpowder.

The terrain of Fulong Valley must detonate the entire mountain so that the water inside may flow out.

This requires that explosives must be buried at some very critical points, and if it is just a surface explosion, it will not have any impact at all.

But this brings difficulties to the detonation of explosives.

It is impossible for Xiao Jinglan and Murong Yi to give the barbarians the opportunity to make them comfortable and buried the leads.

Therefore, the barbarians can only use another method, which is to directly throw gunpowder outside the mountain, and it is a considerable amount of gunpowder, so that the heat and energy generated by the explosion outside can further detonate the explosive buried deep inside the mountain.

Now the four sides of Fulong Valley are guarded by Xiao Jinglan and Murong Yi. The barbarians are either trapped in the high ground in the valley or kept away from home. It is impossible to get close to the valley at all. How could they prepare a large amount of gunpowder to detonate the mountain?

Therefore, although Xia Ao's plan was vicious, Helanjiu believed that they had enough time.

After hearing Helanjiu's answer, Feng Wuyou relaxed his hand and threw down the car curtains.

"This is still a shortcoming..." Helanjiu was about to praise Feng Wuyou for being obedient, but the next second, the car door opened with a rush.

Helanjiu didn't even react, and watched Feng Wuyou get into the rain with her big belly.

"Feng Wuyou!"

Helanjiu shouted angrily.

This woman is desperate! Doesn’t she know what her body is now?

At this time, you dare to get wet in the rain, which is the coldest rain in the late spring.

"What the hell are you doing? Go in!"

Helanjiu jumped in shape and jumped to Feng Wuyou on the shaft of the car.

Nie Zheng, who was driving, was also startled and jumped down quickly, and said anxiously: "Empress, what are you doing?"

Feng Wuyou didn't say a word, but a cold light flashed in his hand, and with a swish, he cut off the place where the car and the horse were connected.

This is a knife with golden crystal sand, which is extremely sharp.

"Empress!"

Nie Zheng shouted, and quickly reached out to hold the horse.

Helanjiu also quickly reached out and hugged Feng Wuyou's waist and hugged her from the downward tilted carriage.

"Feng Wuyou!"

As soon as he landed, Helanjiu screamed in anger.

This woman's movements were too fast, and he couldn't even stop him.

"No time!"

Feng Wuyou blocked Helanjiu's words directly: "The carriage is too late, and it's not far anyway. I should be able to withstand this path."

"What's too late?"

Helanjiu was so angry that her veins leapt. While wrapping Feng Wuyou's raincoat tightly, she said with a dark face: "Although this son of god has always thought that Xiao Jinglan is not very good, you are his wife at least, so you have no confidence in him?"

Although Xiao Jinglan is not very good, his ability is barely a little bit.

Feng Wuyou shook his head gently: "I naturally believe in Jinglan, but Xia Ao must not be underestimated."

"As for being so nervous?"

Helanjiu still frowned: "You have read the military newspaper, too. People have been sent to guard all over the Fulong Valley, and we quickly rushed to increase the number of people. Xia Ao even needs time to arrange whatever he wants."

Feng Wuyou frowned slightly, "Don't underestimate him.

He will definitely be fully prepared if he dares to do such a situation."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his head and smiled, "Anyway, the carriage is broken, and now he can only ride a horse, so there is no need to worry about it anymore, hurry up and leave."

Hearing this, Helanjiu was so angry that she wanted to beat the woman up.

The carriage was broken, and it was easy to say, but why didn’t you think about how the carriage broke? But as Feng Wuyou said, now, there is no other way except riding a horse.

Helanjiu looked back and shouted, "Get another raincoat over!"

Immediately someone untied a set of dry raincoat wrapped in tart cloth from the bag he was carrying immediately.

Helanjiu shook her raincoat and surrounded Feng Wuyou from the back. He helped her get on the horse and adjusted the raincoat tightly. Then he shouted in a low voice: "Follow me, don't run around, have you heard?"

Feng Wuyou spread her lips and smiled, and said obediently: "Okay."

She could see that allowing her to ride a horse has touched Helanjiu's bottom line. If she did not take care of herself seriously, she was afraid that Helanjiu would really get angry.

Helanjiu had a dark face and put on the horse. Nie Zheng had already taken off another horse in the car and turned over.

There was no need for Helanjiu to greet him. He had already called the Yunwei who was traveling with him and rode around Feng Wuyou, trying his best to block the cold wind and rain, so that Feng Wuyou could withstand less.

Feng Wuyou knew their kindness, so he naturally would not show off with them in such matters, and walked obediently in the middle of the horses.

At first, everyone was a little uncomfortable and didn't walk fast, but after a brief adaptation, everyone immediately got used to this formation and gradually accelerated.

In the heavy rainy night, a group of people were seen walking quickly towards Fulong Valley.

It rained heavily overnight, but at dawn, it was like magic, and the sky suddenly cleared.

Not only that, the sun even appeared in the sky.

The sun was so fierce that it shone on the ground, and it took almost half an hour, and the rain on the ground was empty, and even the ground began to dry out.

The atmosphere in Fulong Valley is different from the past when it is visible to the naked eye. Whether it is the coalition forces in the surrounding valleys or the barbarian army on the high ground, there is an indescribable solemn and solemn atmosphere.

In the past, there were some minor conflicts of reconnaissance or temptation between the two armies, but today, even these things have been omitted.

Flowing smoke rose in the valley, military orders were placed, and the pot was buried to make rice. Half an hour after the meal, they lined up to attack the mountain! On the high ground, Xia Ao also said: "How many things are there for me to do for this god! In the last battle today, if you don't eat enough, how can you kill the enemy!"

The aroma of food came from the slope and the valley, and it felt inexplicably peaceful.

Half an hour later, all the fireworks were extinguished, the army had been completed at the bottom of the slope, and Xia Ao's banner was also erected on the slope.

This flag has rarely been raised since Xia Ao led his army to retreat, but at this time it is placed in the most ostentatious place.

Even the barbarian army, who had been in a low morale for more than a month, seemed a little more energetic under the guidance of this banner.

Xiao Jinglan and Murong Yili finally confirmed the various arrangements before the central army.

"There are people guarding around?"

Xiao Jinglan asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I will never give the barbarians a chance to get close to Fulong Valley."

Murong Yi responded in a deep voice.

It has been nearly a year since I was forced to move south to Jiangnan to returning again.

He succeeded to the throne of Western Qin, but let the barbarians seize the capital from him. This was definitely a great shame for him. Today, he must wash away all this shame.

Xiao Jinglan nodded and said, "Attack."

A loud military horn sounded, and the valley, which was originally as still as pictures, suddenly boiled.

Many soldiers roared in unison, and under the command of the generals of each department, according to the plan formulated early in the morning, the tide rushed towards the highlands in the middle of the valley.

The barbarians on the high ground were also ready, and they all set their bows and arrows on their feet.

For a moment, the cold light flashed, and the sun was shining, and it was covered with a layer of coldness again.

At this time, somewhere several miles away from Fulong Valley, Feng Wuyou suddenly looked up from his horse.

"This sound..." The roar from the battlefield also faintly came here.

"It's already started."

Helanjiu also looked up over there.

They rushed forward, and this must have finally caught up.
To be continued...