Ding Wu was listening attentively to the people reciting poems and telling stories, but after such a long time, there was suddenly no movement.
He wanted to quietly move his butt back, but was afraid that another small stone would be shot out from the car.
Thinking of this, his tailbone felt numb again, as if he had really been hit by the pebble.
"Dingwu."
Just as I was daydreaming, the general's voice suddenly rang out, as if it were right next to my ear.
Ding Wu was so startled that he almost jumped up, and suddenly realized that he was in a carriage.
By the time I sat down, my back was soaked with sweat.
"I am here."
After calming himself down, Ding Wu answered in a deep voice.
"Let's find a cool place to rest and make a fire to cook. We have to travel overnight."
"It's the General."
After driving for a while, we saw a fork in the road ahead and a small forest on the side of the road.
The trees are sparse and the weeds are overgrown.
"Stop in front, make a fire and rest." Ding Wu shouted loudly, and several heralds shouted together, and the two thousand soldiers stopped steadily.
For the past half day, they were just galloping and following the carriage as if taking a walk.
After running around for several days, it was rare to have such a leisurely time. And because of the strict military discipline, no one could whisper to each other.
Sitting on the horse's back, listening to the brisk "thump, thump" sounds of horse hooves, and being exposed to the sun, I almost felt sleepy.
I don't know what the general did when he entered the carriage holding the little beauty.
I really want to take a closer look.
Some were even more blatant, taking advantage of the time when horses and vehicles passed each other to secretly wink at Ding Wu.
Ding Wu, who usually treated them as brothers, pretended to be serious at this moment. He sat upright like a pine tree, not even looking at them.
Good boy, you are so arrogant at this time.
I don't know what this kid heard. I will force him to tell me during the break.
With a lot of questions and plans in mind, everyone dismounted at the edge of the woods.
They were all well-trained and quickly started cooking.
Smoke from the cooking stove rose up, and Yan Gui came down to stretch his arms and legs. He opened the curtain and looked at Wei Yang: "Do you want to come down?"
Seeing her nod, he gestured for her to take the cloak in the corner and put it on first.
Yan Hui's cape was large and long, with a hood on it. Ding Er had brought it with him to keep warm on the road because he was afraid that his old injury would relapse.
With the cape and hood on, the whole person becomes invisible.
Wei Yang staggered out of the carriage, stood on the shaft, and allowed Yan Gui to carry her down like a child.
The soldiers were shocked, there was indeed a little girl there.
It’s too small. It just reaches the general’s chest. It’s so small. Is it an adult
When Ding Wu was peeing, he was forced into a corner of the woods by several brothers.
"Brothers... Brothers, what do you want to do?"
Ding Wu leaned against a big tree, looked at his brothers who were coming around him, and tried hard to force a smile.
"You've been driving for half a day today and must be tired. Let's help you loosen up your muscles." A tall man smiled and pressed his finger joints, making a crackling sound.
"I confessed that nothing happened. I just heard the girl recite a few poems and the general told a story? That's all..."
No one cares whether it is poetry or not, it is just something that women and pretty boys like to play with.
Everyone is more concerned about the fact that the general tells stories. The general tells stories. Can the general tell stories too
Ding Wu just felt his scalp tingling!
Will he be beaten to death if he says he didn't hear it
But he really didn't hear it.
"Stories? The general can tell stories? What stories?"
The three consecutive questions from the critical strike left Ding Wu speechless, and he dropped his feet and stamped his chest.
While eating, Ding Wucai and a group of brothers walked out from the depths of the woods, arm in arm.
In the woods, a group of men...
The look in everyone's eyes suggested that they were having an affair.