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474: The First Fame (Part 1)

"Without a young master, what can't be done?"

Ling Chao endured the pain while showing off in the group proudly.

"You don't know, I'm so brave last night! The spear pointed at everything! The white knife went in and the red knife came out!"

Lang Hao sat reservedly, Yu Guang glanced at the young body with well-proportioned muscles, and couldn't help rolling his eyes inside.

The young man was bragging with joy and no sense of fighting last night, and he looked at the reassuring look.

Lang Hao couldn't help but suspect that the Ling Chao he saw last night was dreaming of.

"Yezi, bandage his wounds tightly, don't be stingy with the medicine."

Three pieces were up and down, and the bamboo leaves, which had divided the labor and cooperated with each other paused, grabbed the two leaves with bandages and tried hard. The bamboo leaves applied to the medicine wished that they could press the mouth of the medicine bottle into the wound. Ling Chao, who was bragging happily, screamed in a whistle and almost jumped up from the spot.

"Ji Cang, you are so cruel."

Lang Hao curled his lips and said, "I finally had time to rest, but you still don't stop, so I should punish you."

Ling Chao looked at Pei Ye with grievance, as if he was accusing her of why Zhu Ye was obeying Lang Hao's orders.

Pei Ye: “…”

Zhuye is the incarnation of her will, and their actions are often the reaction of Pei Ye's inner world.

so what--

Zhuye punished Ling Chao in fact, Pei Ye meant.

Pei Yeyi gave a lesson in a stern manner: "...I can't hurt you so much, I can learn some lessons so that I can get less hurt in the future."

Ling Chao: "..."

"And..." Pei Ye paused for a moment and mentioned, "Stop driving in the group."

Fortunately, the internet cable she used was not under the control of the Internet police. Otherwise, according to the frequency of Ling Chao driving, I was really worried that one day I would be reported and blocked.

Ling Chao: "????"

The three of them cleaned up their bonfires and moved towards the Xia Front.

They walked mercilessly, waved their sleeves without taking away a cloud, but caused huge waves on Yan Huoluo's side.

This matter starts with the enemy general who supervised the escort of food and supplies leading the remaining troops back to the camp.

When General Yan Huoluo heard that the food and grass were intercepted, and only 50,000 stones were left, he couldn't help but get furious, and the general's tent was full of roars.

The general who was in charge of escorting food and grass was tied up and asked for punishment.

The tent had a dim vision, and the air was filled with a solemn atmosphere. The general couldn't help but complain secretly.

The 350,000 stones of food and grass were crucial, but he was careless, which led to the food and grass being intercepted and burned by the enemy, and it was not an exaggeration to commit suicide.

The commander sternly said: "Do you know your guilt?"

The general said, "The last general knows that he is guilty and is willing to punish himself for his sins, but before that, I urge the marshal to listen to the last general's words."

Even if he was handsome, he would kill a general without asking clearly. He did not have such great authority.

"you say!"

The general said in a manner of tying up all the things that happened that night.

In the camp, there was a silence, and many people even showed a sarcastic expression.

Whether it is a good relationship with the general or a bad relationship, he finds it ridiculous after hearing his defense.

"In order to survive, all kinds of lies can be revealed. The three of them destroyed 300,000 stones of food and grass. If you tell others this, who would believe your lies?" A colleague with a bad relationship with the general stood up and said sarcastically, "If you are still a man, you will accept the punishment, and some people say you are a man with iron bones. But you are lying like this... Humph!"

The general's bronze cheeks were stained with shame, anger, and embarrassment.

He also knew that his defense was ridiculous, but all of this was true.

A colleague with a good relationship with the general on weekdays also looked suspicious: "Not to mention whether the three of them can destroy 300,000 stones of food and grass, even if they can, what are the elite guarding the baggage, and what are the tens of thousands of men doing? So many people, can't we stop just three people?"

The atmosphere in the tent became more and more solemn, and the marshal sitting in the first place looked cold.

Prince Yan Huoluo, who was in charge of the commander-in-chief, also looked ugly.

There is nothing else, the general who supervises the escort of food and grass is his man.

This fatal pie was scheming. He tore up the big cake from other brothers. The risk was small and the reward was great. If he did it well, he could increase his bargaining chips in front of his father. As a result, his confidant, who was highly anticipated, broke the matter and suffered a great loss in the hands of three enemies with big farts, losing a total of 300,000 stones of food and grass... He thought with his toes and knew how his father knew how to scold him, and how other brothers would gloat... Just thinking about these two points, the eldest prince wanted to take action to kill the confidant himself and erase this paragraph.

The general said with a tough bullet: "Ten thousand soldiers and men can testify, why bother to tell this lie?"

There was tranquility in the tent again.

After a long time, the marshal called others to ask questions, and the information sent back by the vanguard was not different from that general.

Now, the atmosphere in the tent became quieter.

It was so quiet that even the fine needles could be heard falling to the ground.

"...what are those three people...?"

The eldest prince took the lead in breaking the silence and asked questions that all the generals in the tent were concerned about.

At this time, the general questioned said, "The last general has ordered people to draw the appearance of the three of them, and their identity is unknown for the time being."

The eldest prince said: "It is not difficult to know. The Xia soldiers in Chaozhou are weak and their morale is low. If such people help, they will be promoted."

When the portraits of the three people were presented, the atmosphere in the tent fell into a strange silence for the third time.

The eldest prince resisted the turbulent emotions inside.

"Why are they all half-grown boys?"

It would be fine if three people brought 300,000 stones of food and grass, but they were still three little kids who had not even kept their beards?

At this time, someone said again: "This seems to be a girl?"

There were three young men, two of them were obviously dressed in male costume, and the third one was picking up a stick. Judging from their facial features and clothes, they were obviously a woman.

The tent fell into silence for the fourth time.

They had long heard that Chao Xia’s women were more fierce than Yan Huoluo’s women.

I used to think it was a joke, but now I see it...

My face was swollen.

At this time, the portrait was passed to a veteran.

He looked at two of the portraits again and again, his brows sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched.

The marshal asked, "What is wrong with the veteran general?"

"These two people look... don't they... look familiar?" The old general pointed to Lang Hao's portrait and said, "The eyebrows have a bit of the style of a king when he was young, but their eyebrows are softer and more beautiful, and this... makes me think of a person I met back then..."

The eldest prince jumped.

There is a father who likes to bear fruit everywhere. He is also very tired as a son. Especially Yan Huoluo's inheritance system does not care about his offspring, age, status, and only focuses on strength. The father has gradually recognized several illegitimate children and daughters, many of which are talented and competitive. If it weren't for the temporary joining forces to kill the signs in the cradle, it would be hard to say what the situation in the past two years is.

Others have long been used to the king's romanticism, similar eyebrows, and they have long been immune.

Their focus is on the latter.
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