After a day and night of complete relaxation, the 200,000 soldiers of the Yaoguo army were full of energy before embarking on the journey. Two experienced lieutenants, Xiao Baishan and Liang Gong, followed the main general Yi Chenjing. Next to them was a woman dressed in soldier leather armor disguised as a man.
The princess, Bai Qige.
"What's wrong with the general today? He's been laughing all by himself since the beginning." Liang Gong pulled the reins of his horse and approached Xiao Baishan, secretly poking at his colleague who had worked with him for many years.
"Are all your brains used for eating? You don't know how to read?" Xiao Baishan glanced at Bai Qige, who had a high collar and a helmet on a hot day, with a strange smile in his eyes, "That's right, I can't blame you, who asked you
You are already old and you still don’t have a wife?”
Liang Gong couldn't figure out how the general's abnormal behavior could be related to whether he had a wife. He was embarrassed to ask again after being despised by Xiao Baishan, and his eyes were cast on Bai Qige and Yi Chenjing more and more frequently.
Bai Qige's intuition is very sharp, and she will naturally feel it when someone is staring at her. As for why, she knows even if she doesn't say it. She crosses her arm and hits Yi Chenjing's ribs hard, and the princess is covered up in every possible way even in the hot weather.
Still, the shrewd lieutenant discovered the clue, and his face turned as red as a cloud.
Yi Chenjing raised her eyebrows, showing a rare smile during the march: "General Xiao, if you make fun of Qi Ge again, she will really get angry. Then the whole army will have to eat gall fish with you, causing all the soldiers to suffer physically and mentally.
, aren’t you afraid of being dealt with by military law?”
At the mention of "bitter gall fish", both Xiao Baishan and Liang Gong were shocked, and their ambiguous smiles turned into bitter smiles in an instant, as if Bai Qige's special grilled fish that had been rumbling in their stomachs all night yesterday came to their eyes again.
Their amiable and respectable princess is good at everything, but her cooking skills are not to be praised. Thinking that she is complaining like this just for eating a special game once in a while, what will the prince and general have to endure for the rest of his life? Yes.
Is it to endure the pain or to enjoy it like sweetmeat, like Qiao Erhe, who swallows the bitterest Coptis chinensis as honey? Xiao Baishan gradually lost his smile. He was younger than Liang Gong, but he could see things in the Yaoguo Palace more clearly.
No matter how much love you have, you have to pass the emperor's test.
After two days of marching, when the dry heat of Hongqueyuan came to an end, the smoke of gunpowder was about to come. The Dabang Highlands are close to Hongqueyuan, separated by a wide long river in the middle. On one side is a steep hillside several feet high, and on the other side is a highland.
It was a neighboring foreign country whose reputation was obviously low-lying. Bai Qige was amazed by such a completely different scene.
"Second order, the three armies are stationed in place. No one is allowed to move around without orders." Yi Chenjing waved his hand with a solemn expression, "General Xiao, General Liang, the war is about to begin. There have been many changes to the original plan. Please invite two more tonight.
You have worked so hard to come to my account, and there are many things that need long-term consideration."
"I am looking forward to the general." Liang Gong, Xiao Baishan all raised their hands.
Looking around, there were dark clouds at the end of the vast plain, and rolling thunder exploded from time to time. It turned out that a storm was brewing inside. Bai Qige took a deep breath. As a special forces soldier, she had experienced many wars without gunpowder, such real swords and guns, bloody battles.
This is her first time facing a war. Can she survive the war? No matter how huge the disparity in military strength is, there will eventually be casualties. In the end, how many familiar faces around her will she never see again?
Loss, gain, everything is happening like reincarnation in the long river of history. She is struggling in it and can only be a passerby.
The small palms were tightly held, and the familiar warmth accompanied the calm voice, trying his best to calm her turbulent mood.
"Qi Ge, it will be over soon. Don't be afraid of anything." Standing at the top of the hillside, Yi Chenjing held Bai Qi Ge's thin shoulders with firm eyes, "We will return to Dayao together and go to Zhaoguo to see your parents.
, you will have to watch with your own eyes as I step onto the throne of Dayao and dominate the world."
The road to feudal territory and the imperial career is something that many people cannot reach even if they spend their entire lives. How many years does it take for him to complete it? How many years can she wait? Bai Qige knows that she cannot dissuade his ambition, and all she can do is try her best.
Help him, even if the mention of Bai Qige's name in future generations will only attract a lot of scolding, saying that her beauty is a disaster, saying that she helps the evildoers do evil. Who doesn't want to leave a name that will last forever, but if compared with the wishes of the person you love, it is just a drop in the ocean.
Not worth mentioning.
Her character is like this. She would rather be crushed by her dearest relatives and loved ones than live in peace and quiet.
Fingertips gently brushed the warm palm, and Bai Qige sighed silently.
"Don't make me wait too long."
If she waits until her beauty fades and becomes old and yellow, she is afraid that there will be nothing left to keep him. She will have nothing, no stunning appearance, no purity and innocence. If Yi Chenjing is naturally suspicious and worried about gains and losses, then she is the same.
On the eve of the war, as dusk fell, Yi Chenjing avoided the soldiers who were drinking at the end and sat alone with Bai Qige outside the camp. A bonfire, a few fresh fish, and the crackling fire witnessed Bai Qige's miraculous improvement in cooking skills. Wine
After finishing the meal, we sat quietly together, fingers intertwined with similar temperatures, and no one mentioned the flames of war that were so close in front of us.
"If I tell General Xiao, they won't believe it. It's only been two or three days, and you can actually bake such delicious fish."
"There is always progress. I don't want to see the painful expressions on your frowning faces as you swallow desperately." Bai Qige poured a bowl of wine and brought it to her mouth. The light taste was not exciting, "If you like it, wait until you return to Dayao."
I'll bake it for you again and eat it until you puke."
Yi Chenjing was helpless: "Can't you say something nice? My husband is about to go to war. Can't my wife give me some encouragement?"
"Encourage you to go forward bravely and risk killing or be killed?" Bai Qige put down the bowl, leaned on Yi Chenjing's shoulder, hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Can't you take me with you? I will protect myself."
This is not the first time that she has mentioned going to the battlefield together, nor is it the first time that Yi Chenjing has simply refused. He said that they would be together for life and death, but that did not include dangerous places. Even he had no time to take care of himself. Who could come?
Protect Bai Qige on his behalf? She would rather endure the pain of separation than put her in any danger.
After getting an unhesitating negative answer, Bai Qige no longer forced her, but raised her head and kissed her thin lips gently.
"I'm waiting for you."
"Yes." She lowered her head to kiss him back, her eyelashes trembling in front of her eyes, which made Yi Chenjing feel mixed with joy and sorrow. Bai Qige, who was once as cold as ice and hated him to the core, could finally accept him calmly. After Hong Xiao's death, he had been lonely for several years and found another man.
It was a feeling that moved him. However, along the way, the resourcefulness shown by the Jolo River Khanate had to make him more worried - fighting with that brave and intelligent nation, what if he couldn't come back?
What should he do? What should his mother, Suyan, Zhan Ting, Li'er, and those who depend on him do? What should Bai Qige do?
The world is so big, who can protect the most important and cherished people on his behalf?
"Qi Ge, if something happens to me..."
With a habitual punch, Bai Qige frowned and said coldly: "What, you want me to find a good man to marry?"
"No." Yi Chenjing didn't mean to be joking at all. He touched the scar on his fair cheek and lightly scratched it, writing clearly, "If I die, I want you to stay with me. No matter where the world ends or the blue sky or the underworld, you will be with me."
You will always be mine alone, and no one else will be allowed to have you."
Bai Qige was stunned for a moment, then surprisingly calmly took off the dagger from her armor and raised it in front of Yi Chenjing.
"If you are alive, I will try my best to live. If you are dead, I will not live an ignoble existence. Yi Chenjing, no matter what enemy you face, remember it for me. You are concerned about two lives. How dare you speak lightly?"
I will never spare you if you give up. Even if you get to the Palace of Yama and the Stage of Reincarnation, I will settle the score with you!"
How wild a woman must be to say such a thing? The solemn atmosphere that had just been gathered was broken by Bai Qige in an instant. Yi Chenjing laughed dumbly, holding her stubborn face and kissing her deeply.
This is Yi Chenjing's woman, who is brave and strong, who dares to do things that others dare not do, and who dares to love people who others dare not love. Only she can teach him to waver between the beauties of the country and his attachment to each other.
interest.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Bai Qige felt that time suddenly slowed down. She kissed her goodbye in the morning and watched Yi Chenjing striding away. She couldn't remember how many times news came from the front line and how many times she was in the camp throughout the day.
He was pacing back and forth anxiously, and it wasn't until he came back with tired eyes that everything returned to normal.
There have been no less than four small battles with the Huoluohe Khanate. The Yao army has won and lost. Yi Chenjing, Liang Gong, and Xiao Baishan have to discuss it until very late every night. They return to the accommodation camp from the Chinese army tent. Everyone else
To enter the tent in the dark, there was only flickering light waiting in front of Yi Chenjing's tent, a thin figure eager to hide, a bowl of hot tea, and a warm bed.
This is all she can do.
On the fourth day of the battle, the Yaojun army basically figured out the Huoluohe tribe's actions and tactics. Yi Chenjing called Xiao Baishan, Liang Gong and several other soldiers to the Chinese army's tent to discuss when to launch a large-scale attack. There were rumors outside.
The letter soldiers suddenly came to report that a carriage was coming from the rear of the army and they must see the general Yi Chenjing.
The person who dared to put on such airs and bluntly said that he wanted to see the general must have a good background. Yi Chenjing was worried that something was going on in the palace. He hurriedly put down the map in his hand and went to the back of the camp. He saw a luxurious but mud-stained carriage parked there.
Outside, the driver looked familiar, as if he had seen him before.
"Who is in the car?" His long and resolute eyebrows frowned slightly.
When the servant driving the car saw Yi Chenjing coming, he hurriedly got out of the car and kowtowed. He knocked on the car door tremblingly and said softly: "Seven... the general is here!"
The carriage door was pushed open with a creak, and a corner of the finely embroidered brocade robe swung out of the door. His elegant voice, like jade beads falling on a plate, contained no trace of emotion: "I'm sorry to disturb the Seventh Prince during the battle, but His Highness has something very important to do."
Tell me face to face, so——"
"So, I came uninvited." Elegant laughter came from inside the car. Yi Chenjing's heart sank, and she suddenly stared at the car door. Su Jinyan, expressionless, walked out of the car, bowed and stretched out her arms.
The smooth and polished palms were put on the jade-colored brocade sleeves, and a face that had not been seen for a long time appeared before his eyes.
"I have a great gift to give you, why, my seventh brother doesn't welcome it?"
The person who appeared in front of Yi Chenjing was none other than the fifth prince of Dayao, Yi Chenxuan, who had given him no peace even on the distant battlefield.