Chapter 1119 The Grace of Saving Life is Unforgettable
The two armies were in a stalemate for less than two hours. The city gate was lost and the battle moved from outside the city to inside the city.
In the cold winter night, everyone was fighting bloody battles without any winter chill.
A battle lasted for two days and two nights. Feng Jiuer and others finally trapped the enemy troops in a valley with Zhao Yusheng's army from the north and the south.
Outside the valley, the campfire was brightly lit.
Even if it's just a small victory, it's something to be happy about.
After working hard for several days, of course I should have a good meal and celebrate.
In the camp, the birds sang and danced, and there was constant laughter.
Outside the camp, three people on horseback were approaching.
Seeing the people approaching, the brothers on guard blocked their way.
"Who is coming?" asked a brother.
"Zhaojiazhai, Zhao Yusheng." Zhao Yusheng said softly.
"It turns out it's the young master of the Zhao family, please!" Upon hearing that it was the head of the Zhao family, the brothers immediately gave up their position and waved their hands.
Zhao Yusheng and the two brothers who followed him entered the camp on horseback.
At this moment, Feng Jiuer and her brothers were sitting around a bonfire, drinking porridge and eating meat.
"This battle is really thanks to General Feng. If she hadn't tricked the opponent, we wouldn't have been able to break through the city gate in such a short period of time."
A guard stood up with a bowl of porridge.
"Come, let's have porridge instead of wine and give General Feng a drink, okay?"
"Come on, Jing Jiu'er." Huo Baixue also stood up with a bowl of porridge.
"Okay, let's all come to honor General Feng." The other brothers stood up one after another.
Feng Jiuer smiled and stood up with a bowl of porridge.
Looking sideways at Jian Yi, who was sitting next to her silently, she gave him a gentle slap.
"Jianyi, have a drink with the brothers."
Jianyi took the bowl and stood up as well.
Everyone gathered around, including Huo Baixue and Dugu Yezhou who came over later, picked up the bowl and looked at Feng Jiuer.
"Come on, brothers, let's toast Jiu'er." Huo Baixue's loud voice spread throughout the camp.
"Okay." The other brothers said in unison, "We respect General Feng."
At this moment, not only the brothers who were gathered around the bonfire were standing, but also all the brothers nearby who could hear the sound.
Feng Jiuer smiled, raised the bowl with everyone, took the bowl back, and drank the porridge in big gulps.
As soon as Zhao Yusheng got off his horse and walked over, he saw Feng Jiuer looking so heroic and happy.
After not seeing each other for many days, he was finally relieved to see each other today.
Even if he is not with Feng Jiuer and they communicate through letters, Zhao Yusheng probably knows what she has been through during this time.
Fortunately, she came back safely and brought an army back to help them win the battle.
"Brothers." After finishing the porridge in the bowl, Feng Jiuer looked around at everyone.
"We have porridge to eat porridge and meat to eat meat. We don't need to say too many polite words in the future. Winning this battle is the credit of all the brothers present."
"If it hadn't been for your rescue, Jian Yi and I wouldn't have known where our lives would have ended. It's me who should be thanking you."
Feng Jiuer looked at Huo Baixue beside her and patted her shoulder gently.
"Baixue, the grace of saving my life will never be forgotten!"
She knew very well that in the early morning of that day, if they had not arrived in time, both she and Jian Yi might have died.
"You're welcome!" Huo Baixue also patted Feng Jiuer's shoulder gently.
"Jiu'er." Zhao Yusheng called in a low voice and strode closer.
For a moment, all the brothers sitting quietly looked at the person coming.
Zhao Yusheng was very excited, especially after hearing these words of "life-saving grace" from Feng Jiuer.
As you can imagine, the situation must have been very urgent, but he failed to appear in time.
As her husband, he almost failed to complete the task she assigned. Even when she was in serious danger, he was unable to save her in time. He really failed in his duty.
Looking at Zhao Yusheng approaching, Feng Jiuer was stunned for a while.
Zhao Yusheng's appearance was within Feng Jiu'er's expectation, but what was going on with him like this?
When Feng Jiuer lost her soul, Zhao Yusheng pulled her and wanted to hold her in his arms.
Feng Jiuer reacted suddenly and blocked his chest with one hand.
"Zhao Yusheng, what are you doing?"
Zhao Yusheng lowered his eyes to meet Feng Jiuer's gaze and suddenly let go of her.
"Jiu'er." He unconsciously held her little hand, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"
Before Feng Jiuer could respond, Jianyi grabbed Zhao Yusheng's arm, which was holding Feng Jiuer's little hand.
"Jian Yi, I'm fine, this guy is just too excited." Feng Jiu'er looked at Jian Yi and reminded, "You can't use your skills now, don't use force!"
Zhao Yusheng turned his head and glanced at Jianyi, then looked at Feng Jiuer, blinked, and let go of her little hand.
When the sword saw this, he also loosened his grip.
"Jiu'er, this is..." Huo Baixue coughed lightly and smiled happily.
Feng Jiuer waved her hand, held Jian Yi, and asked him to sit down.
"He is the young master of Zhaojiazhai, Zhao Yusheng." Looking back at Zhao Yusheng, Feng Jiuer gave up her chair and said, "Sit down and talk."
"I was so nervous that I thought something had happened. I finally relaxed and almost became nervous because of you."
When Feng Jiuer scolded him in a low voice, Zhao Yusheng sat down obediently and did not dare to say anything.
Soon, a brother brought a chair over.
Feng Jiuer took the chair and sat down between Zhao Yusheng and Jian Yi.
"Zhao Yusheng, let me introduce you." Feng Jiuer looked past Zhao Yusheng, looked at Huo Baixue, and waved her hand.
"This is the daughter of the lord of Mocheng City. Her surname is Huo and her name is Bai Xue."
Meeting Huo Baixue's gaze, Feng Jiuer curled her lips slightly: "Baixue, he is the young master of Zhao Village, Zhao Yusheng."
"Hello, Miss Huo!" Zhao Yusheng looked sideways at Huo Baixue and cupped his hands.
"Master Zhao, nice to meet you!" Huo Baixue looked at the people beside her, raised her hands and nodded.
"Master Zhao, nice to meet you!" The brothers present also nodded along with Huo Baixue.
"Nice to meet you!" Zhao Yusheng looked around at everyone and nodded.
"Okay, we all know each other now." Feng Jiuer's voice sounded, "We are all brothers from now on, there is no need to be too restrained."
"Master Zhao, here." A carefree brother gave Zhao Yusheng a piece of meat and a bowl of porridge.
Zhao Yusheng smiled, stood up, took the food, and sat down again.
"Here, I still want to thank everyone for sending Jiu'er back."
People who didn't know, thought he had some unusual relationship with Feng Jiu'er.
"Master Zhao, you're welcome!" Huo Baixue's hearty voice sounded, "Everyone, continue, let's eat and chat."
"Okay." The brothers responded.
The bonfire is rising, and everyone is in the same mood now.
Even though it was clear that there was still a tough battle ahead, no one had a tired look on their face.
In the blink of an eye, the camp became lively again, with constant laughter.
