"Helian, I know that I was born in the south, and my physique is not as strong as that of your grassland children. Your grassland witch doctor has no experience in this field. If it is smallpox, you can't ignore it. I think it's better to let Mr. Zong go there. Just go and come back quickly."
He Lianzheng remained silent, it was inconvenient to object, so he just frowned his thick eyebrows, Young Master Gu was still shaking his head, staring at Wang Ting's direction while Feng Zhiwei had resolutely pushed Zong Chen out, He Lianzheng sighed , led his jumping horse, and said: "I have to trouble Mr. to work harder, go and come back quickly."
Zong Chen kept a pack of medicine and said, "This is the Wanling Pill I developed. It is effective against most poisons, so keep it."
The three of them agreed, watching Zong Chen leave in a hurry, Feng Zhiwei shook the hand of Young Master Gu who stood on tiptoe to watch Zong Chen go away, and comforted him: "It's okay, don't say it may be smallpox, even if it is, Zong Chen What are you afraid of, sir?"
Young Master Gu pondered for a while, then patted her hand, and said: "You are here, everyone is here, so you don't have to be afraid of anything."
Feng Zhiwei was startled, then smiled lightly, held his hand, and said, "Don't worry, they're all here."
Yao Yangyu got out of the tent, and went to see the Huotou Army by the way. There was hot bison meat cooking in the cauldron. The smell was pungent to the people in the Central Plains, but the men in the prairie all threw themselves at the side of the pot, drooling and saying it was delicious. Ah fragrant.
Yao Yangyu frowned when he smelled that smell, and suddenly thought of General Wei who pinched his neck to swallow cheese from behind the hillside. The general is not used to this kind of grassland food with a particularly strong smell, right
"Why did you cook the stored grain? Didn't some new grain come?" He stared at the yellowed rice in the pot. "It rained a while ago, and some millet got wet, and it smelled weird."
"The general ordered." The Huotou army smiled, "Don't waste it, first eat the fresh grain."
"Then you cook a small pot of new rice porridge." Yao Yangyu hesitated for a moment, then flipped through the things delivered, and said happily: "There are still vegetables and eggs! Hurry up and pick out the ones that are not rotten or bad, and fry them carefully Send it to the general's tent, if you ask, tell me it's my name."
"Okay." Huotoujun hurriedly went to work, and said with a smile, "Lieutenant Yao is still considerate of the general. To be honest, the general is really hard..."
Yao Yangyu laughed, greedily sniffed the vegetables, and then reluctantly walked away, huddling with the soldiers in front of the mutton pot and waiting for dinner.
In the evening, when the food was delivered to the main tent, Feng Zhiwei frowned when he saw it, but looked at Young Master Gu, and stopped talking.
Little Dai is also pitiful, he doesn't like to eat mutton even more than she does, and he always swallows it with his eyes closed. He is fighting in northern Xinjiang, and walnuts can't be supplied. The walnut bag feels sad.
I can't hold my daughter, I can't eat walnuts, and if I don't give someone a bite of fresh vegetables, Feng Zhiwei feels ashamed with such a thick skin.
"Either you go to eat mutton." Feng Zhiwei pushed He Lianzheng, "We'll have porridge here."
"Don't even think about it." He Lianzheng squeezed and sat next to her, took a sip of a bowl of porridge first, "Don't even think about hiding and eating alone."
Feng Zhi smiled, picked up some food for Gu Xiaodai who buried his head in the bowl, and said: "Go back after eating, Wang Ting will never be without you for a day."
He Lianzheng ignored her and put the vegetables in her bowl.
Feng Zhiwei blocks the bowl.
He Lianzheng didn't loose his chopsticks, and raised his eyes to look at her, his amber and purple eyes shone with a dazzling light.
"Mr. Zong has already left, I can't go anymore." He said, "I have to crawl."
"Your status is precious..." Feng Zhiwei tried to persuade her, but He Lianzheng buried her head in cooking and ignored her.
Knowing that this guy is still stubborn, Feng Zhiwei sighed, and the three of them ate hastily, and the simple dishes were wiped out, Young Master Gu especially ate a lot, he had missed the Central Plains vegetables for a long time.
Chunyumeng came in neatly dressed, and said, "General, let's go first."
"See you at Baitouya." Feng Zhi smiled.
"See you at Baitouya." Chunyumeng went out with excitement shining in his eyes, and a deep and powerful order sounded, and the nine thousand cavalry went straight to Bailingnao.
"It's time for us to get ready." Feng Zhiwei entered the back tent and came out in a tight black dress, and was shocked to find that not only He Lianzheng had changed clothes, but even Young Master Gu, who was always dressed in a soft robe of the blue of heaven and water, had also changed. Put on tight black night clothes.
Feng Zhiwei knew that such tight-fitting clothes and the quality of the clothes were not very good. For someone like Young Master Gu, wearing them was as uncomfortable as being tortured, so she hurriedly said: "Brother Gu, it doesn't matter, your martial arts are not afraid of being discovered..."
"Your safety is the most important thing." Young Master Gu replied flatly, before he fled away in a flash.
Hua Qiong led the selected 300 night walkers, waiting for Feng Zhiwei outside the tent.
Looking up at the sky, the night was gloomy, and there was a misty mist flowing on the grassland. When Zong Chen left, he speculated that there would be fog at night, which was the best time to act.
The chaotic grass in front of us was pushed away, and a small path meandered deeply, going straight into the depths of the mountain.
People's eyes were burning, waiting for Feng Zhiwei's army to mobilize, but Feng Zhiwei didn't say a word, just swiped his palm down silently, towards Mount Baitou!
Her movements were vigorous and powerful, with a murderous aura, and the black robes flashed in the darkness, like a splintering lightning!
Everyone's blood and eyes were aroused by the determination and coldness of this silent movement!
As soon as the snow light came on, Hua Qiong swung his swords and ran out first.
More than 300 people formed a snake formation, their weapons were all painted black, they wore tight-fitting black clothes, soft-soled thin boots, and a long rope around their waists. They bent their waists and knees slightly, and walked quickly on the grassy path.
In the darkness, black shadows passed by like waves on the windblown grass, and the rustling of clothes rubbing against the long grass was mixed with the sound of the wind whistling in the distance.
When they reached the top of Baitou Cliff, Feng Zhiwei made a gesture, and everyone stopped.
Lying on the cliff and looking down the cliff, Jin Siyu's big camp stretched for ten miles, the lights were dim, and the soldiers patrolling and watching the night came and went very densely. All the tents were exactly the same, and it was impossible to tell where the main tent was.
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes, and the topographical map of the cliff slowly unfolded in her mind. After a while, she opened her eyes and pointed in a certain direction.