Before he finished, a person wearing a veiled hat came in from the outside.

Shen Yi: "..."

Chen Qing Xu brushed aside her veil and asked, "Was General Shen referring to me?"

Lin Yuan Pavilion had its own wooden bird communication, Chen Qing Xu had received the news on the road and directly rushed to the garrison in the Northern Frontier.

The generals burst out laughing, He Rong Hui laughed until his face reddened. He went and put his arm around Shen Yi's shoulder, already prepared with a belly full of jokes.

At that moment, a Black Eagle suddenly fell down outside, the dust flew high and almost knocked over half of the Marshal's tent. If it wasn't for the cushion of the protective gear in the Eagle's armor, this fall would have taken someone's life.

Black Eagles were well-trained and seldom had such accidents. The generals were quiet for a moment then laughed aloud, asking which recruit of the scouting team he belonged to. This time, He Rong Hui turned from red to purple, he let Shen Yi go and was about to give a good scolding.

Before waiting for him to open his mouth, the Black Eagle who fell to the ground raised his dirty face. He Rong Hui was stunned on the spot — this was a veteran in the three scouting teams and was once registered with him.

"Marshal," the Black Eagle scout ignored the laughing and teasing of others, took out an urgent letter from his bosom, and said quickly, "An urgent document from the Grand Council!"

There were three kinds of urgent letters sent by the Grand Council to garrisons all over the country. There was a ribbon at the tail of the carrying tube — yellow for the Emperor's order, green for the copied document when something major had happened to the court, black for the military affairs, and red for the emergency military affairs. For example, when foreign enemies invaded, Gu Yun's Feng Huo Order issued to all places was marked with a red ribbon.

The Black Eagle was holding a red marked letter in his hands, making people's scalp itch. Gu Yun stood up violently and his heart suddenly emptied. It seemed that his steady heartbeat suddenly met a threshold then rose and fell randomly. His mouth dried up for no reason. He Rong Hui did not dare to delay, he quickly took over the letter tube and brought it up.

There was no telling how many words the letter had to cause Gu Yun to look at it for such a long time. Everyone had stretched their necks. For a while, even the idea of the capital being surrounded again had manifested, only then did he slowly put the letter down.

He Rong Hui was quick-tempered, he immediately asked, "Marshal, doesn't the red label mean urgency? What the hell is going on?”

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