Flower Stealing Master

Coming to the outside of Xingqing Mansion, Song Qingshu originally thought that if the siege was too tight, he would fly over in midair, but when he took a closer look, not every inch of land was surrounded.

Think about it, after all, Xingqing Mansion is the capital of Xixia, even if compared with the entire Central Plains, it is also a big city, it is impossible to completely encircle it.

Moreover, the siege always pays attention to the three missing one, the attacker will intentionally or unintentionally leave a hole for the defender, which invisibly shakes its determination to defend the city.

Song Qingshu continued into the night, like a wisp of smoke galloping towards Xingqing Mansion. The tall city wall couldn't stop him, so he followed the wall with a point of his toe.

However, the movement here still alarmed the guards. After all, countless pairs of eyes are staring at very moments, even if he can't hide it from his effort.

Some soldiers threw arrows at him, but they were all easily touched by him. The people on the gate were shocked. When the warning was about to sound, Song Qingshu had already boarded the gate and showed the gold medal: "Take me to the palace."

The soldiers on the city gate were taken aback. This is the emperor who has the gold medal. With this gold medal, it is like the emperor's visit. A group of people did not dare to neglect, and sent him to the palace while sending a notice.

Soon a tall and slender figure wearing a golden armor came with a team of cavalry, apparently the movement here just now shocked her.

A group of people bowed to it one after another: "I have seen the princess!"

Song Qingshu was secretly shocked. The respect these soldiers showed to her could be seen by the naked eye. It was not because of her identity, but because of the friendship left by sharing the joys and sorrows with them these days and fighting together at the gate of the city.

The image on the horse is beautiful and moving. There is a three-point heroic breath between the eyebrows, three-point tiredness, but the white jade skin is now stained with a lot of dust and stains. Who is the immortal?

"Big Brother Song!" Seeing Song Qingshu, Yelu Nanxian's frowning brows instantly stretched out, and an astonishing look burst out from her beautiful eyes.

"Xian'er~" Song Qingshu was also very distressed. There was no need to ask to know how much wind and hardship she had experienced during this time.

In the presence of many soldiers, Yelu Nanxian still remembered her identity, and did not act too radically. After entering the palace, she couldn't help it anymore and threw herself directly into his arms and hugged him tightly. He said nothing.

Feeling her slightly trembling body, Song Qingshu softly soothed: "It's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine when I come back."

When they arrived at the Imperial Study Room, Mu Wanqing and Li Qinglu had already been waiting there. What was surprising was that there was still a coquettish figure in the room. Who was it if it wasn't Li Qiushui?

Seeing his puzzled expression, Li Qiushui giggled: "Xixia is my home. Something went wrong here, so how can I not come back."

Mu Wanqing said: "Fortunately there is a concubine, if she hadn't arrived in time, the previous Mongolian masters raided, I am afraid the city gate would have been broken."

Li Qinglu also replied: "Yes, if it wasn't for Toffee and Wu...Old Mr. Wuyazi brought the doorman to help, this time was really troublesome." Strictly speaking, from her perspective, Wuyazi is the Toffee. Naturally, I don’t like it much.

Song Qingshu was very fortunate. Before, he was worried that Xixia would not be able to withstand the impact of the Mongolian masters. Although the martial arts masters are not very useful on the front battlefield, they are still effective as special forces raids on the city gates at night.

With Li Qiushui and Wuyazi here, unless the great master takes the shot himself, it is not easy to beat them: "By the way, what about Senior Wuyazi?"

Li Qiushui replied: "He has spent a lot of time these days. He was injured a bit before, and now he is resting."

Song Qingshu was taken aback: "Is the injury serious? I have a lot of healing medicines here, and I can also heal my wounds with a yang finger."

Li Qiushui rolled his eyes: "On what the holy medicine for healing is comparable to Nine-turn Xiongshe Wan, don’t forget that we are also members of the Xiaoyao School. As for Yiyang Finger healing, it’s not that serious. It’s just because of his old injuries. Seriously, although I got your black jade intermittent ointment to renew my muscles and bones, and the "Shen Zhao Jing" has restored my skills, but after all, it has been delayed for decades and cannot be restored to its peak, so these days are a bit difficult. Take more rest. , Don't get in the way."

Song Qingshu was relieved: "By the way, what is the situation now?"

"The situation is not very good," Li Qinglu said, opening a roll of maps. "Some time ago the Mongolian soldiers were divided into two groups, destroying the city all the way, and the two main forces that we sent to rescue, Wei Ming Ling Gong and Asha dare not both fail miserably. Now I can only retreat in the city. Xingqing Mansion has been surrounded by groups. There are still some cities in Xixia who are holding on, but unless there is a miracle, it will be powerless to return to heaven."

Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice, "How many troops are still in the city, and how long will the material reserves be sufficient for support?"

Mu Wanqing on the side replied: "The army has more than one hundred thousand. It is already the last viable force of Xixia, and the materials can support it for about a year."

Hundreds of thousands sounds a lot, but in such a big city, it is not much distributed on every side.

Yelu Nanxian then added: "These are theoretical, but once there is no hope, the soldiers and civilians in the city may not be able to stick to it forever. Recently, I have felt that people's hearts have been moved. During the earthquake yesterday, the four villains and those guys were all together. The soldiers took the opportunity to open the city gate and let the Mongolian army enter the city. Fortunately, we found out in time. Senior Wuyazi was also injured at that time."

"Four wicked people?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, looking at Li Qiushui, "Aren't they the direct descendants of Yipintang? How come they betrayed suddenly."

"I think the Mongols should have agreed to help Duan Yanqing regain the country. The other few only saw Duan Yanqing's horse, so naturally they also reversed." After all, Li Qiushui has been in charge of Yipintang for so many years, and has guessed the general truth.

Song Qingshu didn't pay too much attention to it. These few people are just masters of the rivers and lakes, and they don't have the ability to command troops. They can't affect the overall situation: "By the way, how many reinforcements are there, where have they all gone?"

Mu Wanqing looked worried: "Jin Kingdom and Sichuan from the Southern Song Dynasty have come to support troops, but they are all patrolling a hundred miles away. They must also be afraid of Mongolia's power and do not dare to get too close."

Song Qingshu knew that these two reinforcements were probably waiting for news from him. After all, the situation is too chaotic now, and they dare not advance.

Now the situation is very similar to that of the Battle of Julu. On the one hand, the Qin army besieged the State of Zhao, and the coalition forces of other nations did not dare to advance when they arrived, but it was a pity that he was not Xiang Yu, and Temuzhen was not Wang Li.

But he has found an opportunity: "Don't worry, Temujin will leave in a split time soon."

"Really?" Mu Wanqing and the others were shocked. You must know that the pressure on the Mongolian soldiers during this period is too great.

"Because you have robbed the Xiangxiang princess dedicated to Temujin..." Song Qingshu roughly said about Mu Zhuolun's ministry, and at the same time said about the rescue of Princess Xiangxiang on the road. Angry as a beauty, although Tie Muzhen is not Wu Sangui, he is so powerful that he cannot tolerate his woman being robbed in any way. In addition, there are already enough people besieging Xingqing Mansion. The Mongolian soldiers have not been fully mobilized, so it is no surprise that he will send troops to Qingtang, on the one hand, regain Kasli, on the other hand, completely wipe out the threat from the flanks."

In history, Tiemuzhen was also besieging the Xixia capital, leaving behind a siege, and he led another army to attack Shaanxi and Qinghai. Now he has found various reasons for him, and he is waiting for him to enter.

"It's great news!" Li Qiushui looked excited, "Originally, Xixia and Xixia are enemies in the world. This time it is absolutely impossible to help us, but if this is the case, they won't want to fight Mongolia. It's possible."

"It can only be said that I am fortunate that there are ambitious people inside. Otherwise, based on his knowledge, it is absolutely impossible to offend Mongolia at this time." Song Qingshu also smiled more on his face.

The next few people discussed some details of the future plan, and then Song Qingshu wanted to bid farewell to the others.

"I'm leaving so soon?" Mu Wanqing was reluctant to give up. Although Yelu Nanxian and Li Qinglu didn't speak, the meanings in their eyes were quite close.

"I'm going to contact the people on both sides of Jin and Song, so that I can seize the fleeting opportunity at the critical moment." Song Qingshu's tone is full of apologies. Although he has many confidantes in recent years, he wanders around and accompanies each. Personal time is too little.

The women also knew that it was a matter of great importance and did not dare to delay business, but kept reminding him to be careful along the way.

After Song Qingshu left the city, he ran to talk to Yuan Ziyi and Kasili, and then rushed to the east in the direction of the Golden State reinforcements without stopping.

A hundred miles away, Jinguo Daying!

Song Qingshu didn't want to reveal his identity, lest there were Mongolian spies in it, and Temujin realized something, he used martial arts to get into the big camp quietly.

All the way to the camp where the coach was, looking at the brightly lit buildings inside, it would be troublesome for them to face the situation of Xixia.

I was worried that there were other generals in it, and he was hesitant to go in. Suddenly a cold snort came from inside: "Who!"

Song Qingshu was shocked, and because of his cultivation base, he quietly approached, and he was noticed by others?

He didn't have time to think, the warning sign came to life, and he hurriedly dodged aside. The three embroidery needles shot directly to the place where he was just now, and even blocked his possible retreat.

"This is..." Song Qingshu was surprised and delighted when he saw the familiar hidden weapon.

At this moment, a red shadow rushed out of the tent, its speed was like a ghost, and as soon as it shot, it attacked him.

Song Qingshu didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly took precautions. In a flash, the two of them made a dozen moves, so fast that everyone around them could not see the figures.

"Huh?" The red figure clearly sensed something, and couldn't help exclaiming.

Song Qingshu took the opportunity to pull the scarf and said, "Don't hit it, don't hit it, it's me~"