Si Haochen sent the generals back, and when he went to the 'Refining Pharmacy' to pick up his wife, he found that the little girl had fallen asleep. He quickly went back to the back tent to clean himself up, and climbed into the princess's bed without hesitation.
Si Haochen took the little girl into his arms with ease. Mingruo smelled the familiar fragrance of vegetation and rubbed it against Si Haochen's chest. He found a comfortable position and fell asleep. Si Haochen's lips curled slightly.
Hook, close your eyes, and enjoy the warmth and dissatisfaction of this moment.
Donghuan Military Camp gradually became quiet, with only soldiers patrolling at night walking around the camp.
There was a lot of panic all night over at Beichi. People rushed to put out the fire with water, but the surrounding organs were triggered. Arrows were shot from all directions like raindrops. The people in front were injured, and those behind were injured.
No one dared to step forward, hindering the progress of putting out the fire.
Marshal Mo Da hurriedly summoned the soldiers in charge of this area to close the mechanism, but after working for a long time, the mechanism could not be closed, so it was assumed that it had been damaged by the fire.
When all the arrows were shot, the fire was even bigger than before and it was impossible to get close...
Marshal Mo looked at the blazing fire, and the veins on his forehead jumped. Although the grain and grass camp was here, the four camps were not close to each other. It couldn't be an accident that they suddenly caught fire at the same time.
This looks like Donghuan's revenge for stealing the defense map. However, the wise king is gone forever. He didn't even see the shadow of the defense map, and he paid such a heavy price. Just thinking about it makes me vomit.
Two blood comes.
Marshal Mo never thought that King Xian would be captured alive. After all, he was their number one warrior in Beichi. Moreover, when King Xian sneaked into the Donghuan Army Camp, Prince Yun, known as the God of War, was still on the battlefield commanding the battle.
With the skills of a wise king, entering the main tent of the Chinese army is not like entering a deserted place.
Marshal Moda's thoughts were interrupted because the wind suddenly picked up, and the fire burned even more fiercely due to the wind. Fetching water to put out the fire now was a drop in the bucket. If the fire was accidentally allowed to spread to other places, the damage would be even greater.
Marshal Mo Da can achieve the position of commander-in-chief of an army, but his mind is still very clear: "Stop putting out fires, break camp immediately, retreat ten miles to set up camp."
It's night now, and it's not easy to break camp. The tents close to the fire are blazing into the sky, and they don't need torches for lighting, but they are unbearable. The ones farther away can't be seen clearly.
In short, after running all night, we arrived at a suitable camping location at dawn. Marching at night, losing armor along the way, was even more embarrassing than a defeated battle.
Marshal Mo was still thinking that he sent 40,000 troops to the border town. After joining forces with Xikang, in the name of holding back the Northwest Army, he could also ask for a batch of food from Xikang.#@$&
Marshal Mo's abacus crackled here, and the soldiers and horses sent to the border town there were ambushed and suffered heavy casualties. Of the 40,000 horses, 30,000 were lost. The remaining 10,000 were mostly wounded. After running away,
After finally retreating to the original camp, everyone was dumbfounded - the camp no longer existed, only a piece of burnt black ashes was left, announcing to them that there had been a fire here.
Since they didn't know where the army was going, these 10,000 people had no choice but to retreat in the direction of Beichi. Fortunately, after walking for more than ten miles, they saw the station of the Beichi army. Everyone cheered and moved forward at full speed.
When Marshal Mo saw these defeated soldiers, his vision went dark and he almost fainted. Hearing that they had been ambushed at Guyang Mountain, and that 40,000 soldiers and horses were all alive here, Marshal Mo's blood pressure reached to his forehead.
, after all, he couldn't hold on, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the person fainted.
Ordinary soldiers don't understand, but he, as the generalissimo, knows it very well. When these nearly 10,000 wounded soldiers come back, they might as well die in Guyang Mountain. Not only can the wounded soldiers not be able to participate in the war in a short period of time, but they also need to be well maintained with food and medicine. If they are abandoned
Ignoring wounded soldiers can easily cause dissatisfaction among soldiers and lead to mutiny. But judging from the current situation, there is insufficient food and medicine, and the army will soon run out of food...
A fire and an ambush were simply a nightmare that Marshal Mo had never experienced in his entire life as a soldier. After careful consideration, Marshal Mo ordered the entire army to retreat to Hutou City, which is closest to the border.%&(&
Si Haochen heard that the scouts reported that Beichi's army had retreated another ninety miles, and he knew that Qin Mo's ambush had completely destroyed Beichi's army. Si Haochen asked Qin Mo to ambush Beichi's army and repair it in place after the victory.
Gather 50,000 soldiers and horses and march south to the border city to support Duke Jingguo.
Ming Ruo doesn't know how to mobilize troops, so whenever he has time these days, he prepares for his boyfriend's birthday party. After unremitting efforts, he finally used that tall furnace to bake a relatively perfect chiffon cake.
There is no shortage of cattle and sheep in the northwest. Mingruo brought back a large bucket of milk. He separated the light cream and commandeered Xunyi to become a whipping cream tool maker. Fortunately, Xunyi practiced martial arts all year round, and his hand speed was comparable to that of an electric egg beater.
Whip the cream quickly.
Mingruo waved his hand and asked Xunyi to guard outside. He entered the space and began to decorate the cake. Now separate the chiffon cake into two layers from the middle and sandwich the jam. Then, spread cream on the surface of the cake and smooth it with a bamboo spatula.
.Since there was no piping bag, Mingruo simply decorated the fruit and creatively wrote 'Happy Birthday' using maltose.
When it was done, Mingruo put the cake on the table in the main room and tapped on her stiff shoulder.
On June 15th, His Royal Highness Prince Yun had no idea that today was his birthday. When he was a child in the palace, he would go to various places to kowtow on his birthday every year. Then each palace would send pens, inks, paper and inkstones, clothes, shoes and socks, and birthday gifts.
Something like that.
If the Emperor is in the palace, Concubine Shen will pretend to prepare a table and invite the Emperor to have a meal with him to celebrate his birthday. If the Emperor is not here, the lunch will be omitted.
Si Haochen didn't have a good impression of birthdays, so he never held a birthday banquet after the branch office.
When he came back from the martial arts field that day, a bathtub had been prepared in the inner tent. After Si Haochen took a bath, he found that the clothes the little princess had prepared for him were a little different. He usually wore smart clothes in the army, and today in this brocade box
The dress is obviously a palace dress with wide sleeves and flowing clouds. Moreover, outside the moon-white brocade robe, a large cloak sewn with shark kerchief is added. After putting it on, the whole person looks like a fairy.
This dress was not suitable for wearing a crown, so Si Haochen casually pulled up his hair halfway with a white jade hairpin and walked out with his hands behind his back.
On the table in front of Mingruo, there were two plates of side dishes and two bowls of noodles. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and saw the little brother from the Chinese style comic breaking through the dimensional wall, with careful eyes in his eyes and pink bubbles all over his body.
Si Haochen sat down opposite Mingruo, reached out and pinched her cheek: "The saliva is going to fall off!"
"That's because the noodles I cooked are too fragrant." Mingruo put the chopsticks into Si Haochen's hand, and she just held her cheek and looked at the beautiful man.
