Ling Su was stunned. If it were Mo Qinghan, based on her understanding of him, she could indeed analyze his strategy from it.

But can this really be accurate to every battle of eight out of ten or nine out of ten?

Ling Suzhi said strongly: "There must be something strange about this, but we still need to investigate thoroughly."

Liu Wu stared at Ling Suzhi for a long time and was so angry that he left.

...

Because he was sure that Mo Qinghan was next to King Beiqi, the commander changed his military advisor in the last battle, allowing Ling Suzhi to lie dormant.

Coincidentally, once Ling Suzhi retreated from the command, the Chu army actually won three small wins in succession.

As a result, everyone became more convinced that Mo Qinghan betrayed the State of Chu, and for a moment, he hated her to the core.

"It's indeed Mo Laozi's daughter, not a good thing."

"You can't lose this battle!"

"After finding her, just kill her!"

Ling Suzhi quietly withdrew from the tent, silently raised his eyes and looked at the crescent moon in the sky. The warmth in his heart was squeezed out by the moonlight little by little, making him tremble slightly cold.

Did she... really do this?

When the two armies confront each other, countless casualties are about to be killed or injured. If they are defeated, once the Iron Cavalry of Beiqi stepped into the territory of Chu, how many people in Chu would die innocently?

Did she really not know about these things?

Do you really... don't care?

She still hated him, because it was him who buried the seeds of hatred in her heart with his own hands, and he forced the cute and kind person into a desperate situation with his own hands.

So...she wants revenge, right?

That night, Su Zhi was silent for a long time. Three days later, he offered a brand new strategy, which was completely different from his previous treacherous and unparalleled military tactics. It was sharp, powerful, and had the potential to destroy wither and rotten.

After this, the war ushered in a turning point.

The Chu army was as powerful as a bamboo shoot and fought all the way to the place where Beiqi Palace was located.

Mo Qinghan looked at the young man on the horse's back. He was handsome and upright, like the dazzling list of gods. It was the tempering of wind and sand, blood and hatred that made him transform into something she didn't know.

Or rather, she never saw him clearly.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Let's go!" Lun Shuo picked up Mo Qinghan and wanted to evacuate from behind. Ling Suzhi decisively rushed up from the horse's back and blocked them like lightning.

Lunshuo protected Mo Qinghan with one hand and fought with Ling Suzhi with the other hand. The long sword in his hand rotated, with a long internal force and a fierce sword. It easily forced Lunshuo to retreat again and again. Finally, he slapped Lunshuo in the chest, causing him to spit out blood on the spot, and even Mo Qinghan fell heavily.

"king!"

The guard beside Lunshuo shouted, grabbed Mo Qinghan and smashed him at Ling Suzhi, and he set up Lunshuo to retreat one after another and entered the encirclement.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The Northern Qi army had a tacit understanding. Some people surrounded the Chu army from left and right, and some people kept firing arrows to pull the distance between the two armies, protecting Lunshuo step by step to withdraw from the palace.

Lunshuo's eyes were always locked in the people in Ling Suzhi's arms.

Ling Suzhi frowned and protected Mo Qinghan tighter. He waited until the killing around him stopped before looking at her.

He wanted to say don't be afraid, he would save her when he came.

It’s a pity that when the pair of her eyes were broken, thousands of words were broken, turning into a cluster of clear-edged sand and stones, bluntly cutting his breath and his forehead and throat.

Is this woman with a calm look really her?
Chapter completed!