Yan Xun's complexion was a little ugly, he lowered his figure to apologize, but he got such a bland sentence from her, he felt a little embarrassed, and said angrily: "Ah Chu, did I indulge you too much before? You're not usually like this."
When Chu Qiao heard this, she just wanted to laugh, arrogant? From childhood to adulthood, from past life to present life, she never thought that she would be associated with this word, she sneered, she didn't know if she was mocking Yan Xun or herself. I'm not usually like this, have you been like this before? Who has changed
"The big battle is imminent, and it is the time when Yanbei employs people. The most important thing at this time is how to deal with Daxia's army, instead of worrying about your personal grievances. You should think about it yourself!" After finishing speaking, Yan Xun flicked his cloak He walked out of the tent. Chu Qiao stood where she was, her eyes became colder and colder, and the anger in her heart these past few days turned into a puddle of ice water.
Is it just the occasion for employing people? Then why were the old generals of the First Army replaced? Originally, the military officers trained by Mr. Wu for many years were all sent back to the mainland of Yanbei to go back to the mountains with the herdsmen to herd sheep? Why was Miss Yu voted idle? Why was Ah Jing transferred far away? And myself, facing these irrelevant military intelligence analysis all day long, I don't even know that Zhuge Yue is the chief logistics dispatcher of Da Xia
Yan Beijun finally gradually became an iron plate, but Yan Xun, why don't you even believe me anymore
Chu Qiao felt an unspeakable sadness. The sadness of being excluded made her very depressed. Sitting on the chair, her body felt cold and cold.
Did Zhuge Yue also come with the army? That's really not good news. His military quality is not inferior to that of Zhao Che, and he is a closed disciple of Mr. Wolong. He is from the same school as Mr. Wu and Miss Yu, and he is supported by the strong financial resources of the Zhuge clan. Behind him is the Zhuge clan, and even the entire clan. The Great Xia Clan's attitude towards this matter. Could his arrival be a harbinger of the clan's meddling in the war
But that's good too, at least it means that he is no longer squeezed out by the family. Even though it was in the war, the news of Zhenhuang City could reach her ears to some extent, and it was really not a secret. Zhuge Yue lost power in his family. Because of the Bian Tang incident, he was jointly suppressed by the royal family and the Presbyterian Council. He was deprived of his military rank and official position. Imprisoning him in the Zhuge Mansion, he became a joke and a topic of conversation in the upper class of Daxia for a while.
Chu Qiao had tried her best not to think about these things, and self-blame and guilt were completely useless, and she could not make any compensation or return to him. She has always been such a person, as long as she firmly chooses her own path, even if the road is full of thorns, even if the wind and rain are pouring, she will never waver. But occasionally when she dreamed back at midnight, she would see his stubborn eyes and hear that hot and hoarse voice, "Don't you feel it? I need you too."
I hope he is just doing logistics, I hope I don't meet him, I hope, I hope.
Chu Qiao was already very tired, she didn't want to read those waste paper information anymore, dragged her tired body and wanted to go back to the camp, just wanted to fall asleep. However, when he walked to the west camp, the voices of two guards suddenly floated into his ears.
"I think His Highness just wants them to die. At the beginning, Major General Liu of the First Army, but he said something extra at the meeting, and later disappeared on the battlefield for no apparent reason. His area was an internal war zone, and there were no enemies at all. After that, we guess, 80% of them were silenced."
"Isn't that right? What's more, they are making such a fuss. If it wasn't for the protection of Mr. Chu from the staff department, they would have gone to see King Hades long ago."
A veteran sighed: "His Royal Highness's temperament is different from that of the old prince. Now it seems that when Mr. Wu was in charge, life was more comfortable, even Lord Chu was more lenient."
"That's right," someone echoed, "She's pretty, she speaks well, she's fair and capable, no wonder those people support her so much."
Chu Qiao frowned, coughed lightly, and walked out slowly. Those people were night guard soldiers, and when they heard someone's voice, they were frightened out of their wits, stood up quickly, and looked at her helplessly.
"If you talk about His Highness behind your back, you should be beheaded."
"My lord, my lord, we know we are wrong, please hold your hand high and let us live."
Several people knelt on the ground with a plop, begging for mercy repeatedly.
Chu Qiao looked at them and said slowly: "There can only be one commander in the army, and there can only be one leader in Yanbei. Your Highness is the son of Lord Yan and the master of our Yanbei. You should understand your allegiance. Who is the target? This is the army, not the charity hall. If you do something wrong, you will be punished, and people will die on the battlefield. These are not surprising. If I hear you criticizing His Highness behind your back again, none of you will be able to escape the military law. Deal with it!"
Several people knelt on the ground and quickly replied: "Yes, yes, I obey."
"After tonight, remember to go to the Military Judiciary Department. Each of you will receive 30 military sticks. It will help you to remember well. Just say that I let you go."
"Yes Yes."
Chu Qiao turned around without changing her expression, but did not go back to her camp, but quickly walked towards the camp of the Southwest Township's envoy.
What happened? Why do those people say that? What mission did Cheng Yuan send them
Everything, as long as you arrive, you will know.
"My lord?" The young soldier was overjoyed when he saw Chu Qiao, and happily ran forward and said, "Why does your lord have time to come and see us?"
"Where's He Xiao? Tell him to come see me." Chu Qiao said hastily.
The man was startled and said, "Commander He led his brothers out of the camp."
"Out of camp? What did they do?"
"The scout battalion has been tight recently. We were seconded and incorporated into the scout battalion."
Chu Qiao frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Who gave the order?"
The soldier's face suddenly turned a little disdainful, and he snorted coldly: "It's not that General Cheng who is eager to make contributions."
"So where did they go tonight?"
"I heard that he went to Xiong Xipo."
really! Chu Qiao's eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword, Cheng Yuan, if you dare to act rashly, I guarantee you will not see the sun tomorrow morning.
Pulling out a horse from the barracks of the Southwest Township's envoy, Chu Qiao turned over and jumped on it, and said in a deep voice, "Take the remaining brothers and follow me."
The cold wind was blowing, like a sharp knife, and horseshoes stepped on the snow, shuttling through the night. But at this moment, Xiong Xipo, who was eighty miles away, was already in a panic.
"Hack the camp!"
The guards held their torches high, rushed between the horse formations, and shouted loudly: "Be on alert! The whole army is on alert!"
"Who? Who is this person?" He Xiao's eyes were red, and he said it was a battalion, but it was actually just a horse formation composed of a thousand people. They had just received an order to rest here. Why did the enemy find out their whereabouts so quickly
"I don't know, General." The guard yelled, "The enemy is coming from the northwest of our army. It's hard to tell who is the enemy. What should we do?"
This sentence has a lot of meaning, Northwest? Then it is impossible to tell whether the person coming from the opposite side is the army of Daxia or the local army of Yanbei. With the current embarrassing status of the Southwest town government, both are very likely, and the possibility of the latter seems to be even greater. Some, what a brilliant irony. He Xiao frowned, and said in a slow and deep voice: "The whole army is shrinking, don't fight the enemy for now, we need to see the identity of the opponent."
"My lord, Chief Gu has rushed up with the vanguard soldiers!"
He Xiao hurriedly rushed up the high slope, only to see flames soaring into the sky, shouts of killing and sirens filled the audience, the soldiers of the former army were fighting on their own, if it wasn't for the repeated twists and turns of the Southwest Township's envoys and their super fighting power, it would have been possible at this moment Has been rushed into the interior by the enemy.
There is still a chance, there is still a chance, He Xiao frowned and thought carefully, and asked, "Where are General Cheng's men?"
"Leaving an hour ago."
"Damn it!" He Xiao cursed and said angrily, "Prepare my horse, hurry up!"
However, at this moment, a sharp arrow suddenly pierced through the air, and the arrow roared towards He Xiao's face like a bloodthirsty beast with a mighty sound of wind!
There is no avoidance, no retreat, fast, it is too fast, the strong murderous aura is like a flood that spreads across the sky, rushing and raging, and the silver light flickers, all the torches in the audience seem to be dimmed in an instant. The splendor and light of the arrow remained, and the turbulent noise resounded in the dark night, like a ferocious blood feast.
He Xiao's pupils dilated, his eyes were sharp, and he felt as if the skin on his forehead had been stabbed. He himself is also a master of archery, with strong physical strength, which is rare in this world. However, facing this arrow, he felt like a seven or eight-year-old child, unable to fight back at all. He was like a powerful farmer facing a swordsman with exquisite sword skills. Even with his own fist, he can only hit the air in vain, while the opponent only needs a delicate sword flower, and he can stab him to death on the field where his ancestors worked hard.
It was too fast, before the body had time to make any movements, the arrow was already close at hand. He could hear the exclamation of his subordinates, and he could feel the wide eyes of the people around him when they screamed, but he couldn't speak. At the last moment before he died, he was thinking, who is it that possesses archery skills comparable to adults? To be able to die at the hands of such a character is not considered wronged.
Ding! A sharp howl resounded through the audience, and then there was a death-like silence.
Chu Qiao rode her horse, jumped up the high slope, and stood in front of He Xiao, bowing her bow. Under her horse, there are two crossed bows and arrows, and the sawdust is scattered like two flowers.
"My lord!" All the officers and soldiers of the Southwest Township's government cheered in unison, "My lord is here!"
Unexpectedly, the enemy also stopped attacking, and the two sides slowly shrank their forces in a tacit understanding, and then stood clearly, with the torches flickering, and the lights were brightly lit.
Chu Qiao frowned, she was too familiar with that arrow, her heart began to pound, her brows were also furrowed, she was worried and afraid, but also faintly joyful. If it's true, if it's true, then tonight, maybe it's still possible to get out...
The crowd on the opposite side gradually dispersed, and a white horse slowly came out from behind the soldier. The young man on the horse was wearing a sable fur and brocade clothes, and he did not look like a soldier at all. His eyes were like cold spring water, and he passed Chu Qiao and the others lazily one by one. His face showed the same arrogance and indifference for thousands of years. Finally, he said lightly: "It's just a group of refugees, withdraw the troops."
"My lord!" An officer stepped forward and said hastily, "How could this be a refugee? They are powerful fighters, and they are definitely an elite division in Yanbei."
Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his chin slightly, looked at him from the corner of his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Do you have any objections to my judgment?"