Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Upon hearing this, Nan Yan hurriedly retracted the sword into the scabbard, and jumped out of the carriage with Zhu Feng.

As soon as she went, she was stunned.

Around, there was a bright light.

At this time, although it was midnight in the middle of the night, the entire North City Gate was brightly lit, like daylight.

Most of the people in Beiping City have gathered here. They are helping to reinforce the fortifications and transporting some rocks and rolling logs to the tower.

Not only some males, but even older girls and little wives, carrying hot teapots and buns in their hands, and passing them to busy people to eat.

Seeing this scene, Nan Yan was completely stunned.

She heard what Ran Xiaoyu said before, and thought that these ordinary people had escaped by themselves, but she didn't expect--

Zhu Feng glanced at her, but the expression on his face was calm.

Of course, this is not the first time he has seen this situation.

He said solemnly: "I can be stationed in Peking for more than ten years, and I can't let the country go south by one person and one horse. It's not just the army, the soldiers."

"..."

"There are people."

Nan Yan took a deep breath.

When the people saw that the emperor had also come to the north of the city, they all walked over and bowed to the ground: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live my emperor."

At this time, Xu Shifeng came over: "The emperor."

Zhu Feng glanced at him, then looked at the people, and said, "Wait until dawn, let all these people leave here and return to the city."

Xu Shifeng looked up at him: "The emperor thinks--"

"This time the 200,000 army of the country is pressing the border. It must be a quick decision. Before dawn, they will definitely launch an attack."

"..."

"Be ready at any time to let these people evacuate."

"Yes!"

After speaking, Xu Shifeng had already given the order immediately.

And Zhu Feng took them to the tower.

The wind on the tower was even more bitter. As soon as Nan Yan walked up, she was staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, Ran Xiaoyu held her behind her.

And Zhu Feng stepped forward, stretched out his hand to support the icy wall, and looked ahead.

It's still pitch black.

I can only faintly see the undulating mountains under the distant sky, like giants in the dark, waiting to stand up at any time and give them a fatal blow.

Nan Yan looked surprised and hurriedly retracted his gaze.

The countless torches on the tower lighted up the road closer in the night, and she saw that there was already thick snow on the ground under the city, especially the one near the tower.

The snow probably reached a person's knees.

Zhu Feng took a look, and then asked, "Are you all ready?"

Ye Yu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Weichen has already made them ready."

"Ok."

Zhu Feng nodded: "Let everyone be on guard."

"Yes."

"Also, let Tai Ningwei's people wear all the shoes I explained before."

"Already ordered to go down."

"Ok."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the Qiaolou on the side, Nan Yan and the others also followed.

There is also a large sand table in Qiaolou, with undulating hills above, and another row of broken walls built along the mountain; at the bottom is a high wall with a large expanse of snowy field in the middle.

At first glance, it is known that this is the terrain from the old Great Wall to Beiping City.

Nan Yan saw that Zhu Feng had dropped several red flags on the large snowfield in the center.

This represents the position of the decisive battle decided by the coach.

but--

As soon as Nan Yan saw the terrain, her brows wrinkled.