Dandere General and his Lord

"Tianxiang," Cheng Qianye called to her, "are you really going with me?"

Yao Tianxiang turned around and smiled with a flowery face: "Of course, how can I not accompany my husband on the expedition?"

"Do you want to leave me alone and be alone with your little lover?" She came over, nodded on Cheng Qianye's forehead, and whispered in her ear, "If I'm not here, if something happens to you again , there is no one to cover, how inconvenient?"

"This battle is very dangerous, and I don't have full confidence. I really don't want you to accompany me in danger."

"Qianyu. As you said, we are friends." Yao Tianxiang put her chin on Cheng Qianye's shoulder, "Not only do you regard me as a friend, but I also regard you as my best sister."

If it wasn't for seeing Sima Tu's sour mood, Cheng Qianye would have reached out and hugged Yao Tianxiang's shoulder.

Sometimes she shows kindness to others out of a natural love for beautiful colors without thinking about what to expect in return.

But often these people with pure minds and distinct personalities will inadvertently give her a greater warmth and surprise.

...

The battle flag shrouded the sky and the sun, and the army set off.

Mo Qiaosheng followed Helanzhen on a horse.

"Xiao Mo, you are good," He Lanzhen said, "This new deal is your chance. You will definitely be able to emerge and soar to the sky. I am very optimistic about you."

Mo Qiaosheng: "Thank you General for your love."

"It's not just me, the lord also has high expectations for you." He Lanzhen looked at Mo Qiaosheng and smiled, "The lord is really insightful and talented. How could you have discovered your rough jade at a glance."

Mo Qiaosheng lowered his head.

"I know there's a lot of gossip. It's said that the lord favors you." He Lanzhen started chatting, lowering Ma Su and walking side by side with Mo Qiaosheng, "But I know that's not the case, the lord is interested in your talent. It's your combat ability, this time you will definitely shut up those gossiping people. Give the lord a fight."

Mo Qiaosheng's face turned slightly red.

"Haha, those people are all idiots. You see you go to the school grounds every day before dawn, and then go back after tossing three poles on the moon. No one can compare to you. It's obviously impossible to serve the lord at night."

A man in the army, rough and arrogant, when chatting, three sentences are inseparable from huáng jokes. Helanzhen realized that she was running and the joke was too much, so she hurried back to make up for it.

"Xiao Mo, do you like women?"

Mo Qiaosheng's face turned even redder.

"Could it be... you're still a young child?" Helanzhen laughed and punched him on the shoulder, "It's okay, after the fight, I'll take you to open a meat spree, the women in our Tianxiang Pavilion in Bianzhou are all beautiful. very."

"Women..." Mo Qiaosheng was silent.

He has always liked women, and he had vaguely expected to have a woman of his own. He likes the softness and tenderness of women, and fantasizes about the soft and beautiful body of women that is completely different from that of men.

Mo Qiaosheng remembered that kiss.

At that moment, he forgot everything, whether it was gender, identity, status... All concerns were vanished in an instant.

That extreme feeling turned his entire world upside down.

He pursed his lips lightly, I would give everything to get this.

but if……

He curled his fingers.

Outside Bianzhou City.

General Yu Dunsu, who was defending the city, was seriously injured and was carried off the city wall in a coma.

Ah Feng stood on the city wall, holding his bow, looking at the dark enemy camp in the distance.

The enemy army that has just retreated is likely to organize a new charge immediately.

"Feng, Feng."

There was a crisp voice calling him.

Ah Feng turned her face and saw Xiao Qiu's usually white and tender face, smoked like a cat.

Her little hand tried her best to hold a basket of food, took one out of it and held it in front of her, "Quick, eat something."

"Why are you here?" A Feng frowned, "It's very dangerous here, where's your sister?"

"Sister is also busy, everyone is here to help." Xiaoqiu stuffed the food in his hand into his arms, stuffing one and adding another, "Sister said that the lord is a good lord, Bianzhou is a good place, Bianzhou You can't lose it, if you lose everyone's fields, it will be gone."

Ah Feng stared at the city wall, the city wall was missing a foot, and countless civilians who came to help spontaneously were rushing to repair it.

In the distance, the enemy general, Wei Mingshan, who had seriously injured General Yu, organized a team of cavalry and was galloping towards the city gate aggressively.

"Yes, Bianzhou can't be lost."

Ah Feng took a bite of the food in her hand, picked up her spear, and walked down the city.

Chapter 46

Ah Feng walked down the city wall, biting the steamed buns in her hands as she walked, with white-faced skin and meat fillings in the middle. Although it was cold, it was still delicious.

This may be the last thing I eat.

Ah Feng said to himself.

He had seen Wei Mingshan's skill, it was so big and fierce that even General Yu almost died in his hands. Ah Feng is very clear that the current one is not his opponent.

He used to live very miserably, but he was still very reluctant to take this life. In order to survive, no matter what kind of humiliation he could endure.

Now, everything seems to have changed, he eats well, dresses warmly, and lives a little more humanly, but he decides to face death.

why is that?

Ah Feng couldn't understand it himself.

He walked towards the city gate without stopping.

Inside the city walls, countless ordinary civilians, with wooden boards on their heads to prevent them from being caught by the arrows flying into the city at any time, are busy helping to transport supplies and treat the wounded.

Among them, most of them are elderly, women and even children.

The corner of the urn collapsed, and the men crowded there, rushing to repair it, trying to plug the gap before the second wave of the enemy attacked.

What are they all for? Just for that little field? That new deal?

Still for that person.

For the little dawn brought by that person, for the little expectation that he brought.

Ah Feng closed his eyes, a figure appeared in his mind, and he clenched the gun in his hand.

"phoenix."

Someone is calling him.

Ah Feng turned her head, Xiao Qiu was lying on the wall, trying her best to show her dark face.

"You... come back well."

A Feng glanced at her and turned back.

Xiao Jin was organizing a death squad in Inner Weng City, when he saw him come down, he held his shoulders, "Feng, come back alive."

"phoenix."

"It's Feng."

"There is A Feng."

"I will be able to drive the dog away!"

"Drive away the Rong dog!"

When the members of the death squad saw Ah Feng get on his horse, their morale soared.

Fighting side by side these days, Ah Feng's force value is obvious to all, and has become second only to Yu Dunsu in their minds.

At this moment, Yu Dunsu was seriously injured and people were panicking. Feng, who took the initiative to attack, gave them confidence and strength.

Afengti got on the horse and led the army out of the city gate.

In the distance, smoke was billowing, and a group of dogs and soldiers lightly rode towards them in the shape of a triangular cone. The leader was dark-skinned and like an iron tower.

Ah Feng rode his horse forward, without fear, and met head-on.

The famous mountain envoy, a jujube Yang lance, with a sharp, pointed blade and a sharp edge flashing a little cold light, relied on the momentum of the steed cavalry, and attacked Ah Feng head-on.

Ah Feng knew that this manpower was inexhaustible, so he picked the tip of the spear, opened the iron lance, and avoided its edge. The two passed by by mistake, Ah Feng only felt her arms go numb and the gun body trembled slightly, knowing that she was far from his opponent in terms of arm strength.

The two turned the horse's head, and they exchanged three or four moves between the electric light and flint. Ah Feng faltered with a shot, returned to the horse and ran towards the city wall.

Ah Feng twisted his waist and turned around, wielding a bow and arrows, only to hear the sound of the beading arrows, seven sharp arrows rushed towards the vital points around Weiming Mountain one after another.

Ah Feng's arrow skills are excellent. After fighting for many days, Wei Mingshan has long been prepared. For a while, it was impossible to guard against it, and he danced the Zaoyang lance to block five arrows in a row, but he still hit an arrow in each of his arms and thighs.

Wei Mingshan, this person is fierce and unusual, with two arrows in his body, not only is he not timid, but instead stimulates his blood. He only heard a loud roar, breaking the shaft of the arrow, and the iron lance roared and slashed towards Ah Feng's head.

Ah Feng raised the spear to catch the lance, the jaws of both hands were in severe pain, and they burst open together.

He gritted his teeth and held it tight, the iron lance pressed lower and lower, stabbing straight into his left shoulder.

He gave a bào drink and dàng opened the iron lance. The inverted blade of the lance head hooked a large piece of flesh and blood on his shoulder, and the flesh and blood were blurred for a while.

I saw this red-robed and silver-armored body, hit the wrong side of the horse, spear in the right hand, left hand hanging by the side, trembling slightly. Drops of blood, rolling dust.