Ning Yan smiled:
"Okay, they all belong to General Zhuo, so who will General Zhuo choose to go with him this time?"
Hyun glanced at Ning Ming, who was standing in front, but Ning Ming did not look back at her.
After thinking for a while, he said with a risk-taking attitude:
"I'll take Mr. Zhuo there."
Ning Yu thought that Hyun would definitely choose him, but he didn't expect that he would choose Ning Meng. He couldn't help but tilted his head to look at Ning Meng and asked him with his eyes:
Did you and your mother come up with something else?
Ning Meng shook his head at him with a confused look on his face.
Ning Fang was puzzled. Ning Meng went to the battlefield mostly to test weapons on the spot. Since he didn't come up with anything new, what was he going to do?
Ning Yan was sitting on the throne, and of course he saw the exchange between Ning Fang and Ning Meng, and also had many doubts.
Before he could understand this, Hyun said again:
"There are also craftsmen groups, bring them too."
Ning Yan's eyes lit up:
"Huang...General Zhuo, do you have any ideas?"
Hyun shook his head:
"Go to the battlefield to find ideas."
Not to mention Ning Yan, everyone in the court was stunned and unanimously agreed: Master Zhuo is still so unreliable after so many years.
Ning Yan frowned. The craftsman team is equivalent to modern high-tech personnel. Although there are few people, they are all treasures of the Kunyu Kingdom. If one of them is lost, it will be a huge loss for the Kunyu Kingdom.
Shi Cen's son Shi Jian saw Ning Yan's dilemma and took the initiative to ask for help:
"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the troops to protect the safety of the craftsmen group."
Ning Yan nodded and said to Ning Cheng:
"Prince Yi, please go too."
Everyone knows that there are two nemesis of Hyun, one is Ning Fang and the other is Ning Cheng. At least Zhuo Ye, the master who thinks of everything, must be reined in so that he can't do anything shocking to the world. Come.
Ning Fang wanted to object, because others didn't know it, but he knew best that Ning Cheng could indeed defeat Ning Cheng. However, once Hyun persuaded Ning Cheng, and the two of them got together, they would be like wild horses that could run as far away as the sky. But then he thought When I think about it, if I can't go this time, Ning Cheng is really the best candidate.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. There was a look in his eyes to warn Ning Cheng, but Ning Cheng raised his eyebrows indifferently.
The personnel were finalized, everyone ordered the troops, packed their things, and set off.
When they arrived at the Tuxi tribe, they were greeted by Arslan and his son Muren.
As soon as Hyun got off the horse, he hugged Arslan into his arms, waved his hammer-like slaps, and slapped her back one after another:
"Oh, I've waited for you. I've been waiting here for a long time. I learned that King Yi didn't come this time. Now we can have a few drinks. That King Yi is really in the way."
Hyun's eyes were dizzy after being patted by him. She felt that her back had moved to her chest, and she could not hear what he was saying.
Mu Ren looked on for a moment, then quickly came up to rescue Hyun:
"Abba, let go of Master Zhuo! Master Zhuo is going to be beaten to death by you!"
Arslan was startled, and Muren took advantage of the situation to pull Hyun out of Arslan's arms.
Arslan saw that Hyun's face was pale, and not only that, but her lips were also white. She took out a handkerchief from somewhere, raised her orchid fingers, and wiped the tears that overflowed from her eyes:
"It's all my fault, Mr. Zhuo, don't blame your brother."
With that said, he slapped Hyun on the shoulder again.
Arslan felt that he was already very light, but when this slap fell, he was knocked to the ground, and there was deathly silence around him...
Hyun woke up from a coma, and when her eyes adjusted, she found herself lying in a tent. After thinking about it, she remembered Arslan's warm bear hug before and smiled helplessly.
When he wanted to get up, he found that the place where Arslan had photographed was still burning. He sighed:
He is obviously a pure man, but why does he have such a personality? It really doesn't match his body type.
Hyun's movement alerted the maids on the side. One maid ran out happily to report the news. Another maid came to Hyun and asked:
"Master Zhuo, do you feel that you are not good at calligraphy? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Whatever you want to drink or eat, just tell me, Master Zhuo."
Hyun felt embarrassed and a little uncomfortable with this unwarranted enthusiasm.
He moved his body back slightly and said:
"It's nothing, everything is fine. Even though Brother Azillan is much stronger than me, I can't get into trouble with just a few slaps."
The maid complained in her heart:
He even said it was no problem! He was so photographed that he crawled on the floor.
He looked at Hyun again:
This Mr. Zhuo is really fragile. I really don’t understand that for such a fragile person, are the rumors outside true?
Before she could think of anything else, the tent door opened again, and a huge black figure rushed toward Hyun, which frightened the maid and froze it.
Suddenly Muren's voice came:
"Abba, wait, you can't get excited about Master Zhuo anymore. Soldiers die on the battlefield, that is the best destination. You can't let Master Zhuo die like this!"
Hyun suddenly wanted to dig a hole and crawl in, never to come out again, and just rot in this hole.
Arslan, who was stopped by Muren, restrained her excitement, sat down next to Hyun and talked to her.
The place where Azlan came to pick them up was on the border between the Tuxi tribe and the Kunyu Kingdom.
Although the Tuxi tribe is a vassal of the Kunyu Kingdom, checkpoints and sentries are still set up on the border. However, Ming'an Ulji is now friendly to the Kunyu Kingdom, and several important people in the Tuxi tribe are related to Kunyu.
The relationship between the two countries was good, so checkpoints and other things became a formal thing just like the Kunyu Kingdom and the Dai Kingdom in the past.
After Hyun had rested, everyone continued to set off.
When we arrived at the king's tent, Ming'an Wuleji had arrived early and had made arrangements. In the evening, he held a banquet to welcome Xun and his party, and also announced the news of the arrival of reinforcements from the Kunyu Kingdom, so that everyone knew about it.
After the Rouran Army heard the news, they couldn't help but become a little nervous from their previously relaxed mood. When they learned that the black-faced Lord Zhuo was leading the troops, they became even more cautious and serious. They didn't dare to deal with the Tuxi army like they did before.
Just casually.
However, the two armies will not meet for the time being. There is still a long distance from the king's tent to the place where the two armies are fighting. However, despite this, the generals of the Rouran Army have begun to think about ways to deal with Zhuo Ye day by day.
The fighting still did not stop, but when the Tuxi troops learned that the black-faced Master Zhuo was coming, they were all excited, and they resisted even harder than before.
Xun deliberately ordered the army to stay in the king's tent for a few more days and released various news. After these news were polished by "human words" and then reached the ears of Rouran people, they had been exaggerated several times. Therefore, the Rouran army
He became more afraid of the Kunyu National Army and his morale was greatly reduced.
The generals of the Rouran Army corrected their morale several times, but they themselves were afraid, so how could they completely eliminate the timidity of the soldiers?
General Rouran sat in the tent and cursed angrily:
"Is this black-faced Mr. Zhuo some kind of monster? Our morale has been reduced a lot before we even met. On the day of the face-to-face battle, will we still have the energy to shoot arrows at the Kunyu army?!"
This chapter has been completed!