The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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The guard obviously did not expect the Night King to ask this question. He was confused at first, then thought hard for a while, and quickly answered: My lord, today is the twenty-sixth.

Twenty-six? Night King muttered, looking at the Cheng Wang army below that was already retreating, frowning slightly, no, it's still too slow.

Sir, we can't hold on any longer. The Night King got these monsters from somewhere, and our soldiers have no way to move forward, let alone attack the city. If this continues, I'm afraid we will all die here. A blood-covered general looked at the commander in front of him and said in a hoarse voice.

King Cheng suddenly turned around, stared at his subordinate who was thinking of retreating, and said viciously: You want to escape?

No, sir, I just wonder if we can retreat temporarily and deal with the rest later? The general looked at the commander who seemed a little crazy and said vigilantly.

King Cheng stared at him for a few seconds, as if to confirm whether he was lying or not. Finally, as if he felt that he was telling the truth, he looked away, stared at the rumbling sound not far away, and said viciously: Retreat first, and then send someone to find out what that thing is.

Yes. Upon hearing King Cheng's order, the general was overjoyed and hurried out to get the remaining soldiers back.

My lord, they have retreated. The soldier who was sent out, covered in dust, found the Night King and others who were making arrangements, and reported with a happy face.

Got it, tell the soldiers below to have a good rest and ask the logistics department to give them a good meal, because there is still a tough battle to fight next. After giving the order, the white shirt sent the soldier who came to report away, looking at the excited face of the Night King.

The Night King did not express any opinion. He looked at them and asked seriously: Do you have any questions?

No, sir. Baishan looked at the Night King, straightened his expression, nodded seriously, and said firmly: Please rest assured, sir, I will preside over the next war with Mr. Guo, sir, you just need to wait for our good news.

I'll leave it to you. I'll be back as soon as possible. The Night King looked at the two people in front of him and promised.

Mr. Guo looked at him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, sir. We have the magical weapon. Even if we can't defeat them, we can still defend this city."

Seeing this, the Night King didn't say any more nonsense. He took his small team of guards and ran quietly towards Night City in the cover of night.

After the Night King left, Mr. Guo put away the smile on his face, turned his head to look at the man in white, and said in a serious tone: Well, now that the adults are gone, it's our turn to do our work.

The man in white looked at the serious expression on Mr. Guo's face, nodded and said, "Yes."

What Xiji didn't expect was that his stomach started to move so quickly. When he thought he still had some time to go, he started to feel severe pain in the middle of the night. The pain made Xiji lose his voice instantly and he couldn't even scream.

Fortunately, the people who took care of him during this period were very careful, and the maids sleeping in the outer room did not dare to relax at all. When they heard the noise inside, they woke up immediately.

When I came in and saw Xiji's condition, I immediately knew what was going on.

Soon, everyone followed the steps that they had rehearsed countless times, asking for the midwife, boiling hot water, and preparing cloth.