Chapter 84

Today was supposed to be their wedding day.

You Wuming grasped Sang Yuanyuan's small hand, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly change her mind and run away.

"Little Sang Guo." His gaze was slightly drifting, and his tone was slightly uncomfortable. "The environment here is not very good."

"It's fine as long as I have you." She replied in a low voice.

You Wuming looked a little dizzy.

The two looked at each other, and then hurriedly looked away.

The temperature of his palm quickly rose, as if it was going to burn into her heart.

The simple bridal chamber was quickly completed.

The White Province's defense line had already been broken through by the Nether Demons. At this time, they definitely would not be able to buy any good wedding goods.

The soldiers killed their way inland, and found a set of old wedding bedding that had not been used yet. They chopped some firewood, caught a few hundred giant frogs, and set up a bonfire wedding banquet in the open and flat area under the Great Wall.

With a cursory glance, they knew that when night fell, this flat area would definitely be filled with lively bonfires.

Everyone's face was filled with joy.

In this period of time, they had been rolling in the sea of blood every day. Their familiar comrades had died one after another, and the soldiers' hearts had long been covered with tragic blood clouds.

Today's happy event had diluted the sorrow by a lot, and everyone felt joy and joy from the bottom of their hearts.

A vague premonition filled everyone's hearts — this war was about to end.

"Why are they happier than us?" Sang Yuanyuan looked at the busy soldiers who were unconsciously humming a little tune, and was rather surprised.

You Wuming slowly bent down and whispered in her ear, "Very soon, we will be even happier."

Saying this, he did not immediately get up, but continued to use his hot breath to taint her.

His heavy breathing landed on her flower-like cheeks, instantly painting her with a bright crimson color.

The bridal chamber had been prepared.

It was originally a storage room, but after being repeatedly cleaned by the active soldiers, every corner was as clean as possible. There were two old candlesticks on the table, and the workmanship was very exquisite. With one look, one could tell that they had been found in the ruins of a wealthy family.

The wedding candles on the candlestick were a little blinding.

There was nothing wrong with the red candle on the left, but the one on the right was very strange.

Because they could not find a second red candle, the clever soldiers peeled off a layer of the red candle on the left, melted it, and pasted it on the outside of the white candle.

There were two suspicious cups beside the candlestick, and there was also a pot of wine that was obviously of poor quality.

As for the cross-cupped wine … forget it.

Looking at the bed, he saw a whole set of wedding quilts neatly spread out.

At a glance, she could tell that it was new. It was the kind of old goods that had been stored in the warehouse for a long time and could not be sold. However, the corners had changed color. Gray creases were visible. At first glance, it looked like a checkered bedsheet.

Sang Yuanyuan: "Pfft, hahaha!"

You Wuming's eyes twitched.

"Forget it, forget it. They've done their best." She looked around with a smile.

The whole house was decorated with red cloth, which made it look decent.

When her gaze fell on the straw pillow wrapped in red cloth, Sang Yuanyuan could not help but be startled.

Next to the pillow, there was a box of hibiscus cream neatly placed!

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

Her face instantly turned red. She angrily glared at You Wuming: "You told me to do this?!"

You Wuming hurriedly explained: "This is Bai Zhou. Isn't it normal to find this?

Why would I tell you to do this? "

Sang Yuanyuan was skeptical. Just as she was about to speak, the man's tall figure covered her, and the light in the house suddenly became dim.

Her heart suddenly jumped, and she suddenly felt that there was not enough air.

A large hand quietly stroked her cheek, then circled behind her head and firmly held her.

As the temperature rose, the smell of flowers in his breath became stronger. He took away her breath and neatly pressed her onto the simple wedding bed.

While he was busy taking off their clothes, she wrapped her arms around him and stared at his face in a daze. Her head was a little dizzy.

He was such a good-looking man. When she was with him, the simple and crude wedding room was not inferior to the magnificent imperial palace.

It was even hotter.

"Sang Guo." You Wuming's dark eyes seemed to glow in the dim light, "You are mine."

"En, yours."

She looked into his eyes. At this moment, she removed all her outer shell and sent her softest and most gentle gaze into his eyes.

His movements could not help but become much gentler.

Like a warm and affectionate groom.

Gently and naturally, success would follow.

"Do you like it?" His voice was low and hoarse, and he pressed down the fiercest beast in his chest.

"I like it.

I like you no matter how you are. "

The two hugged each other tightly. It was as if they were floating on the surface of a lake full of love, rising and falling with the waves.

"Sang Guo, we don't have a lot of time."

His breathing was extremely heavy, and he rushed to her ear in bursts. "As soon as the sky turns dark, we have to rush to the army and sneak into Jiangzhou from Feng Province. We have to finish the battle quickly and then rush back."

"En.

Okay. "

He paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and stared at her like a snake.

"So calm and composed. Little Sang Guo, it seems that I have indulged you too much."

Immediately, this man tore off his gentle mask and fiercely pulled her into his arms. His wildness poured out, and in an instant, she unconsciously curled up and lost control of her expression.

He covered her mouth just in time.

"Shh … … people outside will hear."

Sang Yuanyuan's cheeks were red, and the corners of her eyes were filled with fine sparkling tears.

She weakly held onto him and watched as the smile on his lips became more and more wanton.

"You Wuming … …"

"Begging for mercy is useless!"

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she felt like she had turned into a pool of soft water, as if she was about to seep into the checkered bedding with a red background and gray lines.

Suddenly, she felt like a dried fish, only knowing how to open her mouth and gasp hopelessly.

"Can't I do it?"

That hateful man laughed even more heartily. His eyebrows and eyes were full of pride, and his wings were almost sticking out.

She slowly exhaled, and her voice trembled. "The banquet, should, should start soon … …"

He raised the corner of his exquisite lips, and his smile was so evil that it made people's hearts tremble. "It's still early."

After feeling for a moment, You Wuming stretched out his long arm and took the hibiscus resin.

Sang Yuanyuan: "!!!"

"You Wuming!

I really can't do it … … "

Her lips were sealed.

He had already tested the hibiscus resin.

After a while.

"Little liar." He fiercely bit his prey. "You're clearly still okay."

… …

Sang Yuanyuan was carried to the bonfire banquet by You Wuming.

She had not been able to recover.

The soldiers from Youzhou were especially happy and kept cheering. They probably meant that if a man from Youzhou could carry his wife during the entire wedding, he would be the strongest and healthiest man.

You Wuming smiled very gently and modestly. His steps were steady, and he had the demeanor of a king.

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …" So this bastard had already planned to make her unable to walk.

At this time, the sky was already dark.

On the long wall, the battle had not stopped.

The attacks of the Nether Demons had been greatly reduced, and it was about the level of the normal 'tide'. Speaking of which, humans were creatures with endless potential. No matter how much pressure they were under, as long as they had a moment to rest, they could quickly adjust their state and deal with the difficulties in front of them.

After experiencing the Nether Demons' howls, the 'tide' that used to make people tremble seemed to have become a drizzle.

The soldiers took turns to deal with the 'tide', and the rest came to the plains to participate in the bonfire banquet.

Everyone held low quality wine in their hands and looked at the grill in front of them, drooling. In order to fight over the uncooked frogleg, there were already several fierce but harmless skirmishes.

In the dark night, piles of bonfires lit up with endless joy and hope.

You Wuming carried Sang Yuanyuan and walked leisurely between the bonfires.

She felt a little guilty. She always felt that You Wuming was emitting a strong scent from head to toe. She always thought that if anyone saw her, they would be able to see through the things that happened in the bridal room and the things that made her soft like a puddle of water.

She hid her face in his arms and clutched his clothes so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Listening to the cheers and blessings that rose and fell around him, the happiness in his heart kept bubbling up, and he couldn't stop it.

You Wuming was very calm.

People who were thick-skinned were indeed different.

He walked slowly, his heartbeat was steady, and his footsteps were not messed up.

He suddenly lowered his head and said to her in a low voice, "Sang Guo, we're here."

She poked her ostrich head out of his arms and saw Sang Chengyin standing next to a big bonfire not far away with a tense face.

You Wuming put her on the ground and supported her very considerately to prevent her legs from going weak.

"Humph!"

A heavy nasal sound made the bonfire in front of them sway. Sang Zhou's King, who looked like a black bear, said in a deep voice, "You Wuming, my precious daughter, I'll leave her to you like this!

In front of the soldiers of Sang Zhou and your soldiers of Youzhou, I want to make it clear — if you dare to do anything to her, I'll chase you to the ends of the earth and kill you! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

It was a very strange wedding speech.

What was even weirder was that the officers and soldiers of both Sangzhou Province and Youzhou Province were cheering in unison. They didn't feel that there was anything wrong with saying such 'congratulatory speeches' on the wedding day of a couple who had just gotten married.

It was simply confusing behavior.

Sang Yuanyuan felt that everyone must be thinking about the fragrant chicken in front of them that was about to be roasted and did not care about what Sang Chengyin said.

You Wuming was still smiling, and his smile could not be stopped. It spread to the tip of his eyebrows and the roots of his ears.

He nodded and said, "Thank you for your trust, father-in-law!

You Wuming, in this life, I will only marry this one wife. I will give everything I have to protect her, love her, and never let her suffer any grievances. "

Sang Chengyin was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted with incomparable decisiveness, "King of Youzhou!

In this life, you will only marry one wife. This is what you said yourself! "

"A gentleman keeps his word." You Wuming tightened his grip on Sang Yuanyuan's hand.

With his status, there was no need for him to make any heavy oath.

As the ruler of a country, what he said was the golden rule. There was no reason for him to slap his own face.

"Tsk!"

Sang Chengyin stepped over from the side of the fire and affectionately hugged You Wuming's shoulder. He said with a toothache, "What were you doing earlier!

If you had said earlier that you would only marry one wife, I would not have discussed marriage with Hanzhou. I would have married my daughter to you long ago! "

You Wuming: "… It's not too late now."

Sang Yuanyuan pursed his lips. He wanted to laugh, but his eyes could not help but sting.

She tilted her head to look at him.

Tonight, You Wuming looked extremely proper, just like what she had imagined — a modest gentleman, gentle like jade, tall and straight like a pine tree.

She could not help but tightly hold him with her soft and slender fingers.

"Come, come, come, drink!" Sang Chengyin laughed loudly and raised the large wine bowl in his hand, "Brothers!

We are a nation of brothers. Tonight, there is no distinction between Sang and Youzhou. We are all one family!

Come!

Cheers! "

"Congratulations to Sang Prefecture's King!

Congratulations to You Prefecture's King!

Congratulations to Princess Consort! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" What the hell is Princess Consort?

Cheers and the sound of bowls clinking spread throughout the joyous banquet.

Tian Ju Frogs were roasted one by one, and the atmosphere at the banquet was in full swing.

The tiredness from days of battle was swept away at this moment. All the soldiers were rocking back and forth with laughter, completely relaxed and carefree.

"It's time to go." You Wuming bent down and whispered in Sang Yuanyuan's ear.

She whispered in his ear, "I thought you were going to leave me here."

You Wuming looked up with a serious expression, "How could I bear to make you worry?"

"I'm not worried!"

She said with a smile, but her small hand was still tightly clasping his calloused hand, not letting go for a moment.

He led her back to the bridal chamber.

The two of them hurriedly changed into night clothes and left through the back window.

Five hundred beast riders were neatly stacked in the dark wilderness, quietly waiting for the arrival of the king.

"Only five hundred people?" Sang Yuanyuan asked in surprise.

"If there are more, it won't be easy to hide."

You Wuming said lazily, "Although it doesn't matter if we are exposed, it'll be better if the dogs bite each other."

Sang Yuanyuan's gaze swept over the 'Eastern Head' that the five hundred soldiers had deliberately coiled up. Her eyebrows couldn't help but fiercely twitch twice. She silently lit a candle for Huangfu Xiong in her heart.

She stole Huangfu Xiong's Profound Armor and disguised herself as one of his men to kill Jiang Shisan?

"But your sword is too recognizable …" Before Sang Yuanyuan finished speaking, she saw You Wuming naturally pull out a heavy sword with a backhand.

"Madam, do you have any other advice?" The man asked proudly and warmly.

"None."

The four hooves of the Cloud Beast were thickly wrapped with the thinnest muslin cloth, so they landed soundlessly.

A group of black riders headed northeast. In the first half of the night, they crossed the border of the Wind Prefecture and entered the border of the Jiang Prefecture. Bai and Feng Prefectures had both been broken through by the Nether Demons, and the territory was in chaos. The fortresses had long been lost, and the figures of the Nether Demons could be seen everywhere. Naturally, no one cared about the five hundred heavy riders.

Soon, they discovered Jiang Shisan's whereabouts.

Jiang Shisan led five thousand soldiers and horses to the border of the Jiang and Feng Prefectures.

At this moment, they were reclaiming a Jiang Prefecture Fortress.

Jiang Shisan sat high on the wall of the fortress with a giant bow. From time to time, he would draw the bowstring and leisurely shoot down an arrow without an arrow to kill a Nether Demon. At this level of cultivation, arrows were no longer needed to deal with Nether Demons and those with lower cultivation.

The spiritual energy vibration caused by the arrow was enough to easily take a person's head within a few hundred feet.

He leisurely drew the bowstring, and a crisp 'bang' sounded. Streaks of fire streaked across the night sky, nailing Nether Demons to the ground one after another.

You Wuming led five hundred elite black armored heavy riders and quietly hid on a mountain one mile away, like a night hunter waiting for an opportunity to move.

Sang Yuanyuan coldly looked at the battle below.

Jiang Shisan and the Tiandu army he led could not be said to be undutiful. On the contrary, they were extremely dutiful.

When the army entered the fortress, they searched as carefully as they could. After the army swept through, not a single Nether Demon was left alive, regardless of whether it was hiding in the cellar or under the bed.

The clean-up was so meticulous, so the speed was naturally very slow. Several days had passed, and even Jiang Prefecture, which had not been seriously affected by the Nether Demons, had not been dealt with.

Sang Yuanyuan could not help but be shocked. "Is she not afraid of the criticism of the world for doing this?"

A bone-chilling smile appeared on You Wuming's face. Her voice was ice-cold, and she spoke as if she was reading a history book. "The Emperor hates the Nether Demons to the core, and is full of compassion for the people who have fallen into the Nether Demons' calamity. She empathizes with them, and angrily gives the order to expel all of the Nether Demons from my Cloud Realm. She will not tolerate any of them."

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly understood. "This is the Emperor's scheming!"

Once the military order was given, and there were people who wanted to exaggerate it, it could easily make the people's blood boil, and they could only praise the Emperor.

Jiang Shisan acted according to the order. From top to bottom, no one could find any fault with it.

The actual effect was that Kang Yanji's people slowly and leisurely cleaned up their own backyard (Jiang Prefecture) to preserve their strength. The matter of fighting to the death on the frontlines was all thrown to the nearby prefectures.

In the end, she received the good reputation. She could even turn around and reprimand Sang Prefecture, You Prefecture, and the other prefectures for not doing their best to help their allies. They neglected many of the Nether Demons and harmed the people.

Sang Yuanyuan tilted her head and looked at You Wuming. "Say, does she really have the face to reprimand you and Father?"

You Wuming pursed his lips. "Of course.

That's why Father-in-law wants us to hastily hold a wedding. This way, when faced with criticism, we can use this as an excuse to gain some sympathy. "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Sure enough, they were all foxes who jumped out of a strange story.

Based on the performance of the You Yi Ceremony last time, she could imagine Sang Chengyin's fake crying face. It was supposed to be a grand marriage between the two countries, but because of the Nether Demons' calamity, they had to hastily burn a few bonfires under the Great Wall. Unexpectedly, they still wasted some time, causing the Nether Demons to miss out on some things. It was really distressing.

This way, no one could bear to reprimand them. They would only gain a lot of sympathy.

Most of the time, the will of the people was like this.

"In this way, maybe Kang Yanji won't ask for a rebuff." Sang Yuanyuan said.

"Yes."

It was really like the legendary fight between masters. Before the fight, they had already made a few moves and exchanged a few moves.

You Wuming stretched out his long finger and pointed at the fortress.

"Little Sang Guo, I will send you to the arrow tower first. When they regroup and leave the city, I will kill Jiang Shisan. Little Wu will lead the people to attack from outside the fortress. You will control the situation from a high place and try your best to treat the wounded without exposing yourself."

"Understood."

He held her and glided down from the top of the mountain.

On his wings, the dark flame disappeared. Like a bat in the night, he silently slid to the arrow tower in the southeast corner of the fortress.

You Wuming took out his heavy sword and swept it across. The five people on the arrow tower fell down while covering their throats. They didn't even have time to sound the alarm.

"Seal the stairs to prevent a sneak attack from behind."

He hugged her and kissed her forehead. "Safety first, everything else doesn't matter."

"Good!" Sang Yuanyuan solemnly replied.

You Wuming didn't delay any longer. He put the sword back into the sheath and pulled the mask to cover his Rakshasa face. Then, with one hand on the stone platform on the edge of the arrow tower, he lightly flipped over.

She watched this nimble figure quietly spread out his wings in the dark night and silently slid down.

She really loved this man.

When it was time to protect her, he could make every strand of her hair feel endlessly safe. But when it was time to let go, he wouldn't hesitate at all. He would only give her enough opportunity and space to take charge and develop her own ability.

He trusted her and entrusted her with important tasks.

As her thoughts turned, You Wuming had already quietly landed on the wall of the fortress.

The Underworld Demons on the wall had already been cleaned up. He took out his sword with a backhand. He didn't store any spiritual energy and only relied on his ghostly figure to smoothly shuttle through the Tiandu archers who were retreating. Wherever he went, blood splattered silently in the night, adding a thick ink and color to this dark night.

Previously, she was used to seeing You Wuming brandishing his blade. Sang Yuanyuan had already listed 'blade' as the most handsome weapon in her heart.

But today, seeing the way he brandished his sword, she couldn't help but waver — — the sword also looked extremely valiant!

The heavy army had already gathered on the drill ground in front of the fortress's exit.

Jiang Shisan leisurely put the giant bow in his hand back on his back and waved his hand to give the order to leave the city.

As soon as the order was given, Jiang Shisan reacted extremely quickly and swung the back of his bow. There was a clear and crisp sound of metal hitting metal. A long string of sparks appeared where the back of the bow and the blade met.

You Wuming had already killed your way behind him without anyone noticing and suddenly launched a sneak attack!

This sound of weapons hitting each other was the signal.

They saw the five hundred heavy cavalry hiding in the night at the fortress's entrance had already wrapped up their beast hooves and silently launched an unreserved charge.

At this time, the Tiandu army that was on the drill ground preparing to leave the city completely didn't know what had happened. When they heard the sound of weapons hitting each other, they were extremely astonished and looked up at the city wall in a daze.

Before they could react, they felt a huge black wave crashing down on them!

It was actually heavy cavalry!

This group of heavy cavalry seemed to have descended from the sky. By the time they were discovered, those cold heavy blades were already in front of them.

"Enemy attack — —"

Blood splashed high into the air as the iron hooves mercilessly crushed them.

In the next moment, the vanguard cavalry had already crashed into the crowd on the drill ground!

Under the circumstances of a full charge, cavalry had an overwhelming advantage over infantry.

The soldiers of Tiandu were also Black Armor soldiers, but in the face of this tsunami-like impact, they didn't have any ability to resist. They were either sent flying or crushed under the heavy hooves.

Some of their armor broke and died, while others were instantly seriously injured and vomited blood.

When the cavalry ran over the drill ground, nearly a third of the Tiandu army fell to the ground and couldn't stand up.

When they turned around and charged a second time, their speed wasn't enough.

The Tiandu army was already on guard, and the Youzhou cavalry no longer had an overwhelming advantage. When they charged into the middle of the crowd, they were completely stalled.

Under Xiaowu's lead, everyone abandoned their mounts and jumped down to engage in close combat with the Tiandu army.

Sang Yuanyuan was extremely alert.

Without batting an eyelid, she threw down Sunflower after Sunflower and planted them on the edge of the drill ground.

Slender and transparent Spirit Containment Vines quietly spread out from all directions. On one hand, they tripped the Tiandu soldiers, and on the other, they sent healing mist to their injured soldiers.

The Tiandu army very quickly discovered in despair that the sneak attack in front of them was impenetrable. Their attacks filled with Spirit Containment were often easily blocked by the green Spirit Containment on the opponent's Profound Armor.

"This is the best Essence Wood Profound Armor!

They are the personal guards of the Eastern Prefecture's King! "A Tiandu soldier discovered the mystery and shouted loudly.

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

Although the original intention was to frame the Eastern Prefecture, this Essence Wood Profound Armor was purely an accident.