An Zhilu shook his head, he tried a few times, and finally stood up slowly.

After he stood up, he looked at Xu Tuibei with a frown and said seriously, "I have confidence in myself, but I can't be confident in myself in the way of leading troops. I want to make those who follow me have confidence. You can survive in a place like Heishava. When you arrive in Youzhou, any soldiers who follow you think you will not lose to these little bandits. You have commanded the war before, and I think you have won without fighting. I also have to give those who follow me a confidence. I want them to feel that no injuries can make me depressed, no injuries can kill me. As long as this happens a few more times on me, let alone those who follow me have confidence, my enemies will be afraid of listening to my name."

Xu Tuibei smiled. The worry in his eyes had long disappeared, and all he had was satisfaction.

He originally wanted to remind An Zhilu to put on his clothes, but then he smiled with a self-deprecating smile, and found that he was like an indecisive old father.

An Zhilu is now trying to see how severely he was injured and how fatal the arrow was in his body was. But even so, he was still like a person who was fine. In a few days, the arrow was healed, and he rushed forward when he fought, and then his reputation had already reached halfway.

As long as this kid lives a life of hard work, Hua Huaixian will definitely let him lead more soldiers next.

When Xu Tui walked out with his hands on his back, he couldn't help but shake his head as he heard the increasingly stable footsteps behind him.

He has been in the border army for so many years, and he has seen An Zhilu for such a powerful character.

"Ange!"

When An Zhilu, who was covered in medicine and cloth, was wrapped in rice dumplings, walked out of the City God Temple, it really caused a burst of exclamations.

"Brother An, why don't you rest well?"

"Quick, don't catch the wind and cold."

Listening to these voices, An Zhilu didn't care and laughed, "These are all trivial matters. When I was asleep in the hall, I heard the City God talking in my ear. What do you think?"

"Really or not?" the group of people laughed.

Although An Zhilu led the way when fighting, he had no airs when he was in the war and was called brothers, so those who knew him had no sense of distance at all.

An Zhilu smiled and said, "I'm asleep, but I didn't know whether it's true or not, but I clearly heard it. The City God said in my ear, "Our Tang Dynasty, even if there are bandits in one place, God will not accept me. If you listen to this, can I be born with a miserable life, and I do such things specifically for the Tang Dynasty?"

Xu Tuibei had already walked out of the gate of the City God Temple. Hearing An Zhilu say this, he just smiled.

This person is much better than himself inspiring.

The sounds in the temple rang out in chaos, "An Ge'er, this matter is hard, but it's not bad. If you take us to pacify the bandits in Youzhou first and then all the bandits in the Tang Dynasty, then we can all follow An Ge'er to become an official title?"
Chapter completed!