Cheng Qianye looked at the general who was also born as a slave kneeling in front of him.
This man has scars all over his body and face, which looks a bit scary.
Cheng Qianye remembered his name, which was Yang Sheng.
Cheng Qianye had paid attention to him very early on.
Under the scarred and ferocious face, there is a beautiful silver glow.
He is like a magic weapon unsheathed, sharp and dazzling.
When he looked at Cheng Qianye, there was a faint golden edge around his silver body.
But when he raised his head to look at Mo Qiaosheng on the bed, the golden circle instantly became solid and eye-catching, shining brightly.
Long before Mo Qiaosheng went on the expedition, in order to avoid another tragedy like He Lanzhen, Cheng Qianye spent a lot of time carefully examining almost everyone around him.
Eliminate those with ulterior motives one by one.
At that time, she was very pleased that Mo Qiaosheng had many loyal subordinates around him.
Among these people, the most capable and loyal one is Yang Sheng.
Cheng Qianye couldn't help but said reproachfully: "General Yang, the concubine is so seriously injured. As his confidant and beloved general, why don't you know how to stop him? You should know that the city here is strong and the pond is deep, and the food and grass are there. It’s enough. What does it matter if you come later?”
Yang Sheng raised his head. The lord's reproach actually made no sense. How could he stop the chief concubine's decision.
But hearing these words made him feel particularly comfortable.
The lord and the general turned out to trust and care for each other so much.
Yang Sheng: "The last general made a mistake, the last general neglected his duty."
Cheng Qianye: "If we encounter this kind of situation again in the future, the safety of the general will be our top priority. Do you understand?"
Yang Sheng: "Yes. Please bear in mind this humble position."
***
Perhaps because he relaxed, that night, Mo Qiaosheng, who was sleeping in the lord's tent, developed a high fever.
He felt that his whole body was suddenly hot and cold, and he fell into a recurring nightmare.
When he was confused, Mo Qiaosheng found himself in the cold stream.
He was carrying his lord on his back and running forward desperately. The enemy's sharp arrows shot into his body one after another, and the entire stream turned blood red.
You must run, keep running, don't stop, take the master with you.
Suddenly, the cold river of blood disappeared, and so did the lord on his back.
Mo Qiaosheng found himself pressed against the hot gravel ground, with countless burning charcoal pots in front of him.
Someone picked up the red iron in the basin and branded him hard.
He felt a sharp pain,
Why am I a slave again
"My lord, my lord!" he shouted in panic
"Where did you come from, my lord?"
"Are you dreaming?"
"Your master is already dead."
"You're just a slave."
Countless voices sounded in the darkness. Countless huge irons came towards him.
He fell into boundless fear.
"Qiao Sheng, Qiao Sheng." A familiar voice called his name.
Mo Qiaosheng gasped and suddenly opened his eyes.
He found himself sleeping in a dark tent.
In the darkness, someone held a small candlestick and approached him. The little orange light illuminated a face, which was exactly the person he desperately called in the nightmare.
"Qiao Sheng, you have a severe fever. Do you have nightmares?"
The lord's face was covered with a layer of orange light, looking hazy and unreal.
The Lord sat beside the bed, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead gently, then twisted a hot towel to wipe the sweat from his head, face and neck.
The warm touch rubbed his forehead, cheeks, and neck little by little.
Finally, his breathing slowly calmed down.
"Look at you, you hurt yourself like this."
"Yang Sheng told me that he was hit by an arrow in the chest, and he rode on horseback as if he was crazy."
While the lord was reproving, he changed into an ice handkerchief and covered his hot forehead.
In the silent tent, Mo Qiaosheng's hoarse and low voice sounded,
"On my way here, I heard that Jiangcheng was captured, and my lord... your life or death is unknown."
"I was really going crazy at the time and couldn't think about that much."
"Fortunately, my lord, you are fine."
He closed his eyes, his eyelashes moved slightly, and two clear tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes and fell into the pillow.
"Don't cry. How can something happen to me so easily?" The lord's voice in the darkness always made him feel so at ease.
Mo Qiaosheng felt a corner of the quilt being lifted.
The lord's warm body came in and lay next to him. A soft hand reached out and held his hand.
"Don't you think I'm doing well? I'm staying with you."
The Lord's sigh sounded in the silence: "Oh, I told you to stop crying."
A moist lip kissed the corner of his eye, kissing away his tears little by little.
The last burning heat fell on his dry lips,
The slippery and warm tongue invaded his mouth and occupied all his thinking ability.
***
The war in Jiangcheng is still raging,
But because the chief concubine, Mo Qiaosheng, had led the advance troops into the city, the morale of the entire army calmed down.
To the soldiers, the great commoner Mo Qiaosheng, who captured Qixian, captured Zhengzhou, marched westward to seize the Fengdu area, and then single-handedly led the army to annihilate the entire Hanzhong, was their invincible figure. God of war.
The Lord and General Mo are both in Jiangcheng, so what else is there to worry about
But the general, who had been lying in his lord's tent for several days, was very agitated.
The war was so intense, but the lord strictly ordered him to stay in bed and even forbade him to get up and move around.
Every night, the lord sat in front of the desk, accompanying him while reviewing military newspapers, and kept burning the midnight oil to fight until late at night.
Mo Qiaosheng looked at his master's thin figure and the black circles under his eyes, and almost didn't want to lie down anymore.
At this time, he really began to regret his original impulse. If he was not injured now, the master might not have to work so hard.
As the sky brightened slightly, Cheng Qianye quietly lifted the quilt, slipped out of bed, and grabbed her clothes with a big hand.
Cheng Qianye turned his head and saw Mo Qiaosheng getting up from the bed.
"Lord, lord..."
"No. Just lie down." Cheng Qianye interrupted him directly.
Mo Qiaosheng did not let go of his hand: "Lord, I can't do anything anymore. Now our army from Hanzhong has arrived and is stationed in the south of Jiangzhou. Today's battle is of great importance, but I still haven't shown up in the army. …”
He hesitated for a moment, feeling that saying this would undermine his lord's prestige, but he decided to say it anyway.
"Since I entered Jiangcheng, I have not shown my face in the army again. I am afraid that the morale of the army will be unstable."
Cheng Qianye knew that what he said was true. The army that had just arrived from Hanzhong numbered 200,000. More than half of them were recruited by Mo Qiaosheng when he captured Fengdu, Nanzheng and other places. of troops.
Many of them have never seen the face of the lord Cheng Qianye, and it is even the first time they have stepped into the land of Jin.
Now that Mo Qiaosheng has not shown up after entering Jiangcheng, it is indeed not conducive to stabilizing the morale of the army. If it goes too long, he may be exploited by someone with ulterior motives.
Mo Qiaosheng saw that Cheng Qianye's expression was relaxed and he hurriedly kept up his efforts: "I will stand on the top of the city to supervise the war. I will never act recklessly. It will be without hindrance."
Cheng Qianye thought about it for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay. You put on your shirt, but don't wear your armor. Come outside."
Mo Qiaosheng happily put on his shirt, ate breakfast in a hurry, and was stunned as soon as he stepped out of the door.
Cheng Qianye stood there waiting for him. Behind her were two soldiers carrying a small shoulder carriage.
Mo Qiaosheng's face turned red, "I...how can I sit here?"
How could he sit on his shoulder in front of the Lord
Cheng Qianye waved his hand: "If you want to go up the city wall, sit on it. If you don't want to sit on it, go back and lie down."
So in the early morning when the morning light first appeared and the white fog dissipated.
The soldiers who were busy preparing fortifications on the top of the city were surprised to see a strange sight. Their lord walked in front, followed by the chief concubine sitting on the shoulder carriage.
The two of them walked along the horse slope on the inside of the city wall, climbed to the top of the city, and entered the most heavily defended watchtower on the city wall.
Perhaps because of the rays of the morning sun shining on his body, the entire face of the concubine, Mo Qiaosheng, seemed to be glowing red.
Zhang Fu and others are discussing today's battle affairs in the enemy tower.
Everyone was slightly surprised when they saw Mo Qiaosheng behind Cheng Qianye, but then they all greeted him cordially.
Zhang Fu also nodded and asked: "Is the eldest concubine's injury okay? Can you walk out now?"
When Mo Qiao was born in Bianjing, Zhang Fu stayed in Jiangcheng for a long time.
After Zhang Fu returned to Zhengzhou, Mo Qiaosheng went to Haojing.
Therefore, although the two of them are close to Cheng Qianye, they have not had much contact with each other.
From the very beginning, Mo Qiaosheng had been vaguely aware that Zhang Fu was slightly wary of him.
But this time, Zhang Fu seemed to have finally let go of his prejudice against him.
He even ordered Xiao Xiu to bring a chair to Mo Qiaosheng.
Mo Qiaosheng had no choice but to sit down on the chair, crossed his hands and saluted with thanks: "Thank you, Prime Minister Zhang."
Maybe being injured this time is not so bad, Mo Qiaosheng thought in his heart. He was very happy that he could be accepted by the people around his lord.
Cheng Feng came to him and gently put a hand on his shoulder.
"Is it okay?" Cheng Feng said.
Mo Qiaosheng indicated with his eyes that there was no need to worry.
Cheng Feng looked at the enemy camp in the distance and spoke: "In the past few days of contact, among the enemy forces, Gongsun Zan, who belongs to Lu Song, and Feng Su, who is under Li Wenguang, are the most troublesome. The rest are all mediocre people. "
Mo Qiaosheng: "I have fought alongside these two men outside the city of Bianchu in Shanchu, so I know them somewhat. Feng Su is a steady soldier, but Gongsun Zan is upright, brave and arrogant."
He and Cheng Feng exchanged a look.
Cheng Feng pointed his fingers like a knife and waved downwards: "Then start with him first."
When the morning sun jumps over the backbone of the mountains and the red clouds cover the desolate city walls.
The enemy's army once again marched toward the city in a dark and dense manner.
Gongsun Zan, the general of the Xiang Kingdom, leaped on his horse and raised his spear, calling for formation in front of the army.
Mo Qiaosheng summoned Yang Sheng: "Go and meet him. Remember that defeat is not allowed and victory is not allowed. Just try to provoke him and lead his troops to pursue him. General Cheng Feng will hold the battle for you."
Yang Sheng smiled widely: "General, this is a bit difficult. I have never voluntarily resigned from my humble position on the battlefield."
Mo Qiaosheng: "If you win, you get half of it."
Yang Sheng led his troops to the city.
Cheng Feng shook hands with Mo Qiaosheng, picked up his strong bow, and followed him down to the city.
The sound of drums and the sound of beacon smoke are everywhere.
Cheng Qianye stood in the enemy tower with his hands behind his back, looking at the enemy's and our own troops' formations under the city wall.
The two armies met, arrows filled the sky like rain, and the infantry raised their shields and advanced step by step.
The cavalry moved back and forth, raising up yellow sand.
Amidst the smoke and dust in the sky, Cheng Qianye watched a conspicuous bright silver heading straight towards the peacock blue in front of the enemy's formation.
The two generals' bodies were filled with soaring fighting spirit, and they collided with each other.
The two sides fought back and forth for a while, only to see the silver light turn back, followed closely by the blue light.
Cheng Feng stood guard on the way, stretched out his ape arms, opened his bow and twisted the arrows, and heard the sound of arrows.
The dazzling peacock blue light in the yellow sand flashed and disappeared.
Cheng Qianye closed his eyes.
We won the battle.
The Jin army stationed in the south of the city, which had just arrived from Hanzhong, formed a wild goose wing formation, spread their wings, and surrounded the enemy's two wings.
The enemy lost a general and was outflanked by Hanzhong reinforcements. Their momentum dropped sharply and they withdrew thirty miles away.
After being besieged by the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms for a month, the Jin soldiers, who had been depressed for a long time, finally tasted victory for the first time.
They opened the city gates proudly and welcomed the army that came from Hanzhong to support them.
Inside and outside Jiangzhou City, the gloom of the past month has been swept away, and the atmosphere is full of joy.
The excitement of the soldiers did not fade away until Jin Wuxi fell.
Xia Fei walked by and saw soldiers talking excitedly about the victory during the day.
She came to the lord's tent and was about to enter.
With her keen hearing, she heard subtle footsteps inside the tent.
The lord has not returned yet, so the only one who can be inside is General Mo Qiaosheng.
Xia Fei stopped the guard outside the door from making an announcement.
As a former secret guard, she quietly followed the shadow of the tent and sneaked into the tent.
She knew that both the lord and Master Zhang trusted this general.
But to her, the general was just a stranger she had just met.
As her lord's personal bodyguard, she felt it was necessary to get to know the general's details.
See what he will do in the lord's tent when the lord is away.
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