It was night, Zhao Zimu returned to Lin Qing's house as scheduled this time, and sure enough, that person was waiting for her, but tonight this person may be in a bad mood...
It can be seen that the table in front of the bed was deliberately brought in by Lin Qing, and it was filled with exquisite delicacies. Of course, how could there be a jug of wine missing in such a scene like a trap in the play
I just don't know if there is any seasoning in the jug of wine that Lin Qing prepared for him...
The single-clothed person at the table had already set the glass and sat at the table waiting for her. This posture...
Zhao Zimu was a little scared...
"Master Chitose?" Even the title changed.
"Well, come here." Lin Qing said, and he deliberately let his loose clothes loose more skillfully. From the neck below, you could see Sai Xue's skin and a little red plum inside, and the man deliberately carried a hint of red plum. The charming eyes made the person in front of him appear more lively and fragrant.
Zhao Zimu's eyelids twitched involuntarily, and he only felt that things had become more difficult, but he couldn't help glancing at Lin Qing, and it could be seen that Lin Qing's physical condition was better than before.
This is not a random guess by Zhao Zimu, but since Zhao Zimu took Qingyu Patriarch's medicinal pill from time to time, his cold physique slowly began to improve, and his complexion became rosy. If it wasn't for his chin still smooth and clean, Zhao Zimu would have wondered if the medicine pill had even cured his eunuch's problems.
It's just that Lin Qing is so enthusiastic that Zhao Zimu can't even suspect that he has ulterior motives.
Slowly walking to the table and sitting down, Lin Qing poured her a glass of wine and placed it gently in front of her, Zhao Zimu glanced at it, and then drank it.
"These days, after thinking about it, I still feel that your idea is not right. I don't worry about you alone in the army. The sword has no eyes, it is too dangerous, and I am powerful, you don't have to do this for me, even if you don't do it. , I still have a way to settle everything in the court, so come back, don't go, isn't it good to be with me all the time?"
Lin Qingdao.
"How can Lian Lizhi not know Acacia? I understand your thoughts." But why should you escape my thoughts
"Whether it's the fire of war or the guns and arrows, you are the only one who can make me do this." Zhao Zimu put his hand into his thick clothes and stroked his smooth skin: "You should understand, even if you stop I will definitely do the same.”
"Isn't there any room for negotiation?" Lin Qing said, enduring the warmth and numbness she felt under her palm.
"What would you do if I changed you?" Zhao Zimu asked.
Lin Qing stopped talking, and Zhao Zimu laughed again in a low voice, "Did you add ingredients to the incense? And the wine."
"Why?" Zhao Zimu said, an incense burner had already been ordered in the room, but Zhao Zimu smelled something wrong as soon as he came in.
Lin Qing closed his eyes and looked at her fixedly: "I miss you."
"So you already knew that you couldn't convince me, and this medicine was added just because you thought about it." Zhao Zimu said with a smile.
For the past two months, they were either running around on the road, or Zhao Zimu joined the Northwest Army, gathering less and leaving more, so Lin Qing just rectified these things.
The curling incense in the room exudes a faint fragrance. After a sip of wine, Zhao Zimu also felt a little hot, squinted and smiled at the person in front of him, and a warm touch came to his lips.
In her ear, she heard a hoarse voice: "Be more comfortable to serve." She smiled, and slipped her hand to his sensitive area. Hearing him groan, she said, "Okay."
In the next month, the imperial court's army of 100,000 cooperated with the various guards in the northwest border town to carry out various attacks on the Huns.
But both Daliang and the Huns knew that the battle should end here, because even if Daliang could afford the Huns, they could not afford it.
Although the Daliang soldiers were generally weaker than the Huns' cavalry, they were better than the Huns because they had more people. They were not afraid of consumption. They could keep up with both personnel and food. When dealing with the Huns, it was basically a battle of ten. Although it is very rogue and the casualties are still high, the war depends on the result. What does it matter even if there are many dead people
Moreover, the Huns could not afford too many casualties. Their population was already small.
Therefore, the Huns withdrew from Shacheng a month later, and Shacheng was successfully recovered.
But even if the Huns withdraw their troops, in the battle of Shali Ercheng, Daliang soldiers lost a total of 40,000 to 50,000 soldiers, while the Huns only lost less than 2,000!
However, the news of the Northwest Army's victory was still happily passed to Nanjing, and the whole beam cheered. Zhao Zimu didn't know how Chen Jin felt, but was such a victory really heavy
Twenty thousand to fifty thousand, what is the concept? But everyone didn't seem to think that there was anything, and they were still rejoicing at this heavy loss.
Looking at the bonfire lit in front of him to celebrate the victory, the soldiers who were drinking and eating meat, listening to the nonsense of a group of rude men in front of him, and the obscenity that came from not far away, Zhao Zimu just sipped. Taking a sip of wine, he stared at the fire in front of him in a daze.
It is a well-known fact that there are military prostitutes in the military camp, but today she actually encountered it. Under the crazy venting of these soldiers, blood and loyalty have fallen together. Under the cover of night and darkness, heroes and beauties have changed their tastes together. .
This world has never been like this, glory and ugliness coexist, no one can change it!
"This little brother, why are you drinking alone? Shouldn't you be happy that my Northwest Army defeated you today?" An old and heroic voice sounded, with a smile and majesty.
Chen Jin didn't remember Zhao Zimu, but Zhao Zimu naturally wouldn't forget him, he looked up at him and smiled.
The young hero's brows were filled with a trace of unconcerned leisurely and a little bit of melancholy that could not be seen clearly. Chen Jin's laughter could not help slowing down, and he said in a majestic sang voice: "What are you dissatisfied with?"
Chen Jing's voice was full of oppression. It's no wonder that when everyone was happy and excited, she was the only one who drank sullenly with dissatisfaction. Isn't this disturbing the military's heart
After listening to Chen Jing's words, several generals around him couldn't help but glared at her, some of them even rolled up their sleeves and wanted to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, even a general dared to do so. Disrespectful!
The soldiers around the bonfire were all tense, and the sight around Zhao Zimu suddenly became cold. They were the fifty people in the forbidden army, and they had been instructed to protect her secretly, no matter what. It was that battle, and there were not a few of them following her!
They were the ones who protected Zhao Zimu, but none of them died. Not only did they not die, but everyone who had experienced the baptism on the battlefield seemed to have a bloodthirsty aura about them, like a fierce tiger leaving the gate, just waiting to choose. devoured by people.
Such a strong murderous aura, Chen Jin and others have been familiar with it for many years, and they all showed surprise. I didn't expect that she would be supported by so many people at such a young age. As long as she is trained a little, she must be a general.
Moreover, they also heard that there was a young general with high martial arts skills and valiant killings in a hundred households camp. Could it be the person in front of him, but if it was him, this person would be too ignorant.
Feeling the general's eagerness to move behind him, Chen Jin raised his hand back to signal them not to act rashly, then looked at Zhao Zimu and said, "You can say what your dissatisfaction is? I won't blame you."
Zhao Zimu shook the wine bottle in his hand, then looked up at him and said calmly: "The old general is joking, why is it unhappy that our army won the last Xiongnu general, the last general just remembered the dead soldiers. "
As soon as Chen Jin heard Zhao Zimu's words, he looked at her with deeper eyes, and said, "If you have a heart, those who can fight alongside you must be very lucky, if you have companions who care about others like you, they must be very lucky. very happy."
Chen Jin said with relief, but he stroked his beard again and said, "It's just that today is a celebration feast, you must be happy. I don't think you want to hurt your companions' self-confidence!"
Glancing at Chen Jin with a dignified smile, Zhao Zimu sighed softly and said, "General, we have lost too many people in this battle, but the Xiongnu didn't hurt anything. The price is really high. It’s too big. When there were few Xiongnu people, we couldn’t beat him and the city was occupied, but what if there were more of them?”
The young man's voice was light, but there was a hint of worry. Chen Jin's heart sank when he heard it, and his gaze became a little deeper when he looked at Zhao Zimu. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes quickly, and then disappeared again.
"Bold!"
A general shouted at Zhao Zimu, staring at Zhao Zimu with wide eyes angrily: "Do you know who the person in front of you is, how dare you be so rude to the general, why don't you kneel down and confess your guilt!"
This man has a broad skeleton, his body is strong but his face is pale, his eyes are slightly protruding, his eyebrows are deep, and he looks like a sick tiger.
"Sun Wu." Chen Jin stopped him with his hands, then turned his eyes to Zhao Zimu and said, "What's your name?"
The generals behind Chen Jin hesitated, because some of them remembered Zhao Zimu. When Lin Qing met with them, Zhao Zimu was standing behind him. Naturally, some people noticed her, but among these people, Zhao Zimu was standing behind him. Not including Chen Jin, his attention will not stop in these places.
However, although the generals behind Chen Jin had a little impression of Zhao Zimu, Zhao Zimu soon joined the army, so they never saw this person by Lin Qing's side, not to mention Zhao Zimu followed Lin Qing It has been very quiet at the time, so their impressions are also very vague, so they chose not to say it.
Zhao Zimu showed a smile and said quietly, "Zhao Zhong."