Zhou Zhiruo said angrily: "Excuses, you just want to hug me, why do you always give the same excuses."
"If you two hadn't been pressing me so hard that I couldn't breathe, I might have been able to sleep a little longer."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "Sister Zhiruo, since you know it's an excuse, why do you always blame the young master? The young master just can't live without you, so you should be content."
…
Zhang Wuji glanced at the sunlight coming in through the window and said with a smile, "Madams, it's almost time. It must be noon now. It's winter now. I'm afraid our large group will be here in two or three hours."
After Zhang Wuji said this, the playful expressions on Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Linger's faces disappeared.
Zhao Linger said: "The critical moment is coming again. No matter whether Zhao Min has taken Jinyang now, we must first destroy her lair. Only in this way can we form a two-pronged attack on her."
Then, the three of them tidied their clothes and walked out of the inn.
The three pancakes they bought casually became their lunch.
In the next hour, the three of them had almost figured out the defenses of Longcheng.
At this moment, there are only a few thousand remnants left in Longcheng.
As long as they could successfully control the city gate, these few thousand remaining soldiers would be completely wiped out by Zhang Wuji's army in less than half an hour.
…
Before she knew it, the sun was setting. Zhou Zhiruo looked at the setting sun that would soon fall.
She said to Zhang Wuji, "My dear, are the generals under your command reliable?"
"The sun is about to set. If they don't come soon, we will be in trouble."
Zhao Linger also said: "That's right. If General Wei and his men can arrive here before sunset, then we will kill the Yuan soldiers guarding the gate and prevent them from closing the city gate. But if General Wei and his men arrive after dark, we will need to open the city gate again."
Zhang Wuji sighed helplessly: "The soldiers must be on their way non-stop at this moment. Let's wait a little longer. If it really doesn't work, we can only reopen the city gate."
"If that's the case, I'll hold off those damn Yuan troops, and you two will be responsible for reopening the city gates."
Zhou Zhiruo glared at Zhang Wuji and said, "My enemy, it's just opening a door. It doesn't take two people. You and I will block those Yuan soldiers, and I will go to open the door."
Zhao Linger said: "Sister Zhiruo, forget it. You can open the city gate yourself. The young master and I will stand in front of you and make sure you are safe behind you."
"No": Zhou Zhiruo wanted to say something.
But Zhao Linger also said in a firm tone: "It's settled. Among the three of us, your cultivation is the weakest. I am worried about leaving you in a dangerous place."
Zhou Zhiruo said angrily: "Don't make fun of me all the time. I'm not as bad as you think."
At this moment, Zhang Wuji also said: "Just listen to your sister, Zhiruo. You have to work hard. If our people have not arrived here before the sun sets, you will be responsible for reopening the city gate, and my sister and I will stand behind you."
This time, Zhou Zhiruo just glared at Zhang Wuji fiercely, but in the end, she didn't say anything else.
She was not an ungrateful person. She knew that Zhao Linger and Zhang Wuji were worried about her.
…
Time flies, and the sun sets in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Zhiruo sighed and said, "It seems like it's really God's will."
"I believe our army should be arriving soon, but it's just a matter of moments."
Looking at the slowly closing city gate, Zhang Wuji also sighed. He said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Even if we each had two horses and took turns riding, we would only arrive seven or eight hours earlier. The soldiers each had one horse, and the quality was mixed. It would really be difficult for them to travel at such a high intensity."
…
After the city gates were closed, a curfew began in the city.
Zhang Wuji and the other two had to find a place to hide.
But what they didn't know was that somewhere in the dark corner, there were two pairs of eyes staring at them.
The owners of those two pairs of eyes were Wei Xiangjun and Yang Buhui.
After watching Zhang Wuji and the others disappear, Wei Xiangjun asked Yang Buhui beside her: "Sister Yang, Zhang Wuji and the others have already hidden. Shouldn't we go after them?"
Yang Buhui said: "There is no need to chase them. If the two groups act separately, it will be more effective than before. Besides, with your and my skills, if we stay with Brother Wuji and the others, I'm afraid we will only be a burden to them."
"Let's take them by surprise."
Wei Xiangjun said: "That's good, only by taking the enemy by surprise can we achieve the effect of catching them off guard."
"If Zhang Wuji and the others really encounter any difficult problems, we can still help them secretly."
…
The sun had already set, and darkness seemed to have enveloped the entire Dragon City in an instant.
Zhang Wuji and the other two flew to a higher roof.
They were still looking into the distance.
Zhao Linger took a deep breath and said, "It will be tonight. Now that things have come to this, there is no need to rush, young master."
"Just wait patiently. With tens of thousands of horses galloping, you can probably hear the rumbling sound of horse hooves even from miles away."
After looking around for a few seconds, Zhou Zhiruo also sat cross-legged.
He said to Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger, "Regulate your breathing. I've been riding a horse for several days, and my body is still feeling a little numb."
Zhao Linger gave Zhou Zhiruo a blank look and said, "You little slut, don't think that everyone is like you. With the cultivation level of me and the young master, we are always in the best condition."
Zhou Zhiruo just wanted to regulate her breath, but she was angered by Zhao Linger's words.
Zhao Linger found her angry look very funny.
She said to Zhou Zhiruo, "You little slut, it's too late to sharpen your sword before the battle. Things have come to this point. You just need to stretch your muscles. With your small body, you won't hurt your waist when the fight comes."
Just when Zhou Zhiruo was about to retort, Zhang Wuji made a gesture to silence her.
"Stop it and listen."
Zhao Linger and Zhou Zhiruo quickly shut their mouths, but then Zhao Linger spoke again: "Young Master, I heard it."
Zhou Zhiruo said in confusion: "What did you hear? Why didn't I hear it?"
Zhao Linger said sarcastically: "Then you didn't hear it because your cultivation is too low."
"Our cavalry is now five miles away and will arrive here in a moment."
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