Dandere General and his Lord

He couldn't help but stand up in a daze.

Cheng Qianye looked at the man in front of him, slowly straightened his back, sparks lit up in his eyes, and stood up.

She felt a little proud that she had successfully poured a bowl of jī soup, and couldn't help raising her glass to drink.

At this moment, the bath towel that was ignorant of current affairs was loosened, and slipped down from Mo Qiaosheng's waist.

Cheng Qianye spat out the wine in his mouth with a puff.

Although Mo Qiaosheng picked up the bath towel in a panic, his whole body was as red as a boiled prawn, and he quickly evacuated.

But Cheng Qianye still caught a glimpse of the scenery.

She rolled over on the reclining chair and touched her chest.

she asked herself,

For a moment, did my heart skip a beat?

When Cheng Qianye took Mo Qiaosheng to leave the hot spring villa, the blush on Mo Qiaosheng's face had not faded.

Xiao Xiu seemed to be very excited. When he caught Cheng Qianye's absence, he tried his best to investigate the situation with Mo Qiaosheng.

Mo Qiaosheng closed his mouth tightly and said nothing. This made Xiao Xiu very disappointed.

...

Winter is coming sooner than expected.

The temperature dropped day by day.

But for the people of Bianzhou City, this winter does not seem to be as difficult as imagined.

The continuous delivery of materials from Dajin has stabilized the hearts of the military and civilians of Bianzhou. With anticipation for the coming year, they did their best to prepare for the cold winter.

However, news of successive defeats came from the frontline Allied forces.

First, Lu Song, the Marquis of the North Palace of the Left Army, rushed forward greedily and smashed the halberd. Hua Yuzhi of the Central Route Army was subdued by Lushan Mountain and was defeated.

Originally, Li Wenguang's team on the right was steadily and steadily going down several cities. However, Yuan Yizhi, the king of Yunnan who was in charge of food and forage, was jealous of Li Wenguang's momentum, so he deliberately delayed and withheld the food and forage, so that Li Wenguang's ministry stopped in Nanyang.

At this point, the Allied forces were scattered across the board, and Li Wenguang led his troops and horses to return to Liangzhou in anger.

Recently, there have been scattered soldiers wandering outside the city of Bianzhou from time to time.

Cheng Qianye ordered them to be broken up and incorporated.

Everyone's hearts were raised, and they stepped up to consolidate the city's defenses, refurbish fortifications, and prepare for the army of Quanrong who might counterattack at any time.

On this day, sand gradually rose on the horizon in the distance, and a group of defeated troops, described as láng embarrassment, rushed straight to Bianzhou.

Under the protection of several generals, Weibei Hou Huayu rushed to the city and shouted: "I am Weibei Hou, open the city gate!"

After waiting for a long time, the figure of a young aide slowly appeared on the city wall, the man smiled and cupped his hands at Weibeihou: "Weibeihou has come from a long way, my department will take care of the wind and dust for the Houye, but it's just that. Now that the lord is not in the city at the moment, please don’t be impatient.”

Hua Yu was furious: "Who are you? The cavalry of the cavalry will arrive in no time, not just for fun. Please quickly invite the Marquis of Jinyue to come and speak."

The aide still calmly raised his sleeves and saluted: "Zhang Fu is a small aide, and he really can't do anything. I also asked Hou Ye to lead his troops to defend against the enemy army. After my lord returns from Xishan, he will prepare the army and order. Qi soldiers and horses, must go out of the city to cheer for the Hou Ye."

Hua Yu looked straight at the towering and sturdy city wall, where there were dignified and solemn soldiers, their armors were shiny, and the swords and guns were arguing.

I knew in my heart that these were all excuses for shirk. The Jin army had a favorable geographical position and refused to take the lead. It wanted to let its own troops take the lead.

Although he hated it, he couldn't do anything about it. He had to deploy the army, back against the city wall, and set up a battle formation to meet the fierce alien pursuers.

Weibeihou's troops were pursued all the way by Quan Rong. They had already lost their fighting spirit, and they only hoped to quickly enter the city to escape.

Unexpectedly, he was turned away from the city.

At this moment, there is no way to retreat, there are chasing troops in front, but the soldiers have aroused their determination to fight against the water.

Ah Feng led his team to stand at the forefront of the team, to meet the first wave of the enemy's charge.

As a force composed of slaves, it has always been placed in the most dangerous and difficult places.

At this moment, he was hit by an arrow in his body, both injured and tired.

But he can't go back,

retreat,

means death.

He roared like a wounded wild horse, swung his knife and charged towards the oncoming enemy.

His knife slashed into the enemy's body, and the enemy's knife also slashed into his body, and it was unknown whose blood was splashing in front of him.

Ah Feng felt that she no longer felt the pain.

He knew it was a bad sign.

Numbness means death is approaching.

A brother on the side of his sword stand took over the enemy's attack, but there was another sword light in front of him.

At this moment, he has no second knife to block this deadly edge.

There you go.

At that moment, Ah Feng thought so, it would be better to die on the battlefield.

Such a boring life, why am I still so reluctant to part.

A shining silver spear poked out from his side, pierced the blade of light, castrated without stopping, directly sunk into the enemy's abdomen, and picked the dog off the horse.

A young general in black robes, riding a horse and spear, crossed Ah Feng, and led a team of brightly armored and vigorous cavalry to charge towards the enemy's battle formation.

The young general took the lead and was unstoppable, tearing apart the enemy's phalanx like a sharp blade.

That familiar yet unfamiliar figure was so energetic and high-spirited.

"

Bridge students. "A Feng spit out a familiar name from his astringent throat.

With the timely support of the Jin army, the Weibei Houbu repelled the chasing troops of Quan Rong.

The surviving army camped outside the city.

At this moment, in the big tent of the Weibei Hou Zhongjun, Hua Yu was so angry that he smashed a wine glass at Zhang Fu's feet in front of him.

"The Marquis of Jinyue dared to be so rude to me. Only let the old man bring his family and relatives into the city. Did he regard Bianzhou as your Jin state's private property?"

Zhang Fu was not angry at all, and replied with a smile: "Master Hou has misunderstood. The lord has always respected Master Hou, so how dare you neglect him. This is precisely because of the hard work of Master Hou's military, so he set up a banquet in the city to wash the dust for Master Hou. If Lord Hou insisted on sharing weal and woe with the soldiers, and wanted to stay in this military camp, so the villain had no choice but to retire."

He is humble, courteous and thoughtful, making it impossible to find fault.

But there was no resignation in the words.

At this moment, Bianzhou, regardless of the military, government and people's hearts, is now firmly in the hands of the lord of Jin.

Not to mention that Wei Beihou only leads a team of defeated troops now, even if he leads tens of thousands of heroic divisions, it is impossible to get back the city of Bianzhou, which is strong and plentiful.

Beiwei Hou sighed in his heart, and the words of the mocking Jin Yue Hou were still in his ears. Thinking about it now, among the many princes, he was the only one who took advantage.

What kind of lord there is what kind of subject. Just by looking at Zhang Fu, who is indifferent to the oil and salt in front of him, it can be seen that the Marquis of Jinyue is also a cunning person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

Wei Beihou deeply regretted that he had taken a wrong look.

But he didn't want to, and couldn't make a standoff with Jin.

He could only swallow the bad breath and face Zhang Fu with a smile on his face.

...

Cheng Qianye threw a feast at the newly established City Lord's Mansion in Bianzhou, and directly washed the dust for Weibei Hou Huayu.

At the banquet, Gongchou jiāo made mistakes, hugged each other, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

Cheng Qianye was very impatient with this kind of entertainment.

But she knew that as the lord of a vassal state, especially a young lord whose footing was uncertain.

This kind of entertainment is inevitable, and it is a necessary skill for survival here.

She smiled and held up the golden cup, and raised a toast to Hua Yuzhi in the guest seat.

Hua Yuzhi raised the glass: "Thanks to my brother Xian for helping him in time, I am very grateful. I should give three glasses to my brother to express his gratitude."

Cheng Qianye has a good alcohol capacity and is not afraid at all, and will not refuse anyone who comes.

Hua Yuzhi laughed, "Speaking of which, the virtuous brother is the best at training people."

He looked at Mo Qiaosheng, who was standing behind Cheng Qianye: "This slave has not been here for a long time since he arrived at my virtuous brother's place. He has been completely reborn. Today on the battlefield, the old man hardly recognizes anyone."

Cheng Qianye glanced at the person beside him, smiled, flipped over with his hands, poured a glass of wine, and handed it over himself.

Mo Qiaosheng lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down on one knee, took the wine glass and drank it.

Chapter 15

The Jinwu is sinking, and the sky is getting late.

The school field where the soldiers were training gradually became deserted.

There is only a black figure, still moving up and down in the corner, tirelessly practicing a mixed iron point steel gun, it seems that there is no plan to rest.

Yu Dunsu and several non-commissioned officers passed by the school grounds with dinner, Yu Dunsu shouted, "Qiaosheng, are you still resting?"

Mo Qiaosheng stopped the gun, knelt down and saluted, and said, "I have seen General Yu. The villain wants to practice a little more."

Sweat dripped from his forehead like rain. But his eyes were bright, his spirits were vigorous, and he did not show any signs of fatigue.

Yu Dunsu took out two white flour steamed buns from his bowl and put them in Mo Qiaosheng's hands, "It's good to be diligent, but don't be too tired, eat something to pamper your stomach first."