Chapter 882
Xue Wushuang stood there looking at the person who walked away in despair, and the big stone in her heart was temporarily relieved.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, turned around and went to the city.

The city gate opened, and Fusang and the others also returned to the city.

From Beiman's side, when the crowd in black walked into the city gate, it looked like a group of ecstasies. Their footsteps were fast, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With a bang, the city gate was closed, and under Dongxuan's city wall, there were only the corpses of the Beiman and Nanyi people.

Red blood stained the land red.

When everyone entered the city gate, the soldiers stepped forward and cheered to Fusang and the others, "We must win!"

Today's head-to-head battle has encouraged these people below, and the flames in many people's hearts have been aroused.

Xue Wushuang raised his hand, motioning for everyone to be quiet.

She stood among the crowd and said to them, "Although we have made the Beiman people retreat this time, we must not take it lightly. We can't gain the upper hand in terms of numbers, so we have to outsmart them."

"Yes!" As soon as Xue Wushuang's words fell, the people below responded loudly.

After that, Xue Wushuang asked them to rest for a while. If the Beiman people wanted to understand, it would probably be dark and they had just retreated, so they would not return to attack immediately.

When they were far away, Xue Wushuang called Fusang and the others together.

"Today we will succeed only by taking advantage of the Beiman's lack of reaction, and it is probably the first time that the Prince of the Beiman led troops. But if the real generals from the Beiman side stand up, it will not be so easy for us."

Xue Wushuang still remembered that when he was in Jishi Medicine Hall, there was a deep scratch on Liangfeng's palm, and the scar on his abdomen was also...

Some of those scars were left in the palace, but the main reason was when they fought against the Northern Man.

Beiman and Dongxuan have been fighting for so many years, if it was the prince of Beiman who led the army to fight, according to today's situation, they would have lost completely.

But it was Liang Feng and Xue Yuanye who had been in a stalemate against them for so many days, which shows that the opponent's general is also a veteran.

But Xue Wushuang also didn't understand, why didn't I see those old generals today, but the prince of Beiman was messing around there.

There must be something strange during this period.

After talking to Fusang about their plan for tonight, Xue Wushuang stood on the city wall and looked around.

I don't know where the cool breeze is now.

As night fell, Fusang sneaked into the Beiman barracks with his men.

On Dongxuan's side, there was also a small figure crawling in from outside the wall and directly into the room.

"Tongtian, you should lose weight, lying on my back, I'm really exhausted." Xiao Mo squatted there to rest panting.

Tong Tian who was lying on Xiao Mo's back quickly jumped down from him.

It stretched out its little paw and looked, as if it was really big.

But tell it to eat less?That is impossible.

Without the weight of the sky, Xiao Mo suddenly felt relaxed.

He was timid, and continued to look for Xue Wushuang's room.

After searching for a while, he couldn't find where Xue Wushuang was, and there was already someone blocking his way and staring at him.

Xiao Mo looked at the man in black with a dry smile. He didn't seem to have seen or recognized this face before!
(End of this chapter)

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