In Gao Dabao's snow nest, Suharcha was having a good time.
His nose was frozen and half of it was gone. In the cold snow, the freezing had suppressed the pain, which was not very obvious. Now that he was in a warm snow nest, Suharcha immediately started to feel pain.
Gao Dabao asked diligently from the side:
"Young prince, how about I give you some internal strength and suppress it."
Suharcha asked impatiently:
"What kind of internal strength do you have? Don't be soft but strong at the same time. I'm afraid the pain will be even more unbearable."
Gao Dabao chuckled:
"Not many people in the military have mastered the inner breath of Blue Water Kung Fu."
Suharcha sat up straight and scolded impatiently:
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up, oh, it hurts me to death."
Gao Dabao did not dare to neglect, he pressed his palm on the back of Suharcha's heart, and the gentle inner energy of the Blue Water Technique continued to flow through it.
After half a cup of tea, Suharcha's humming finally stopped.
Gao Dabao gathered his inner strength and sat aside to watch Suharcha adjust his breathing. Seeing that Suharcha's complexion turned from white to green, but in just a moment, all the green energy on his face was gone, and he couldn't help but secretly admire him in his heart.
As expected of the King of the North, his internal energy circulates so quickly. There are not many military masters who can match the King of the North.
Suharcha's breath adjustment was cured, the pain on his face was temporarily suppressed, his mood improved a lot, and he laughed:
"Thank you very much, Commander Gao. Xiao Wang will treat you well when he goes back. The beautiful lady has enough kumiss."
Gao Dabao licked his lips and smiled:
"Your Majesty is so kind, but I would be disrespectful if you refuse."
Suharcha waved his hand:
"It's so damn cold in the North. If you don't enjoy it, what kind of fun is there? Only that bastard Zheng Kai, a lunatic who enjoys fighting, would be willing to fight in this place."
When Gao Dabao heard this, the obscene expression on his face disappeared and he said seriously:
"Your Majesty, be careful, General Zheng Kai is a soldier of our Han Kingdom. He is devoted to the country and has repeatedly raised troops to protect the safety of our Han people and to prevent the people on the border from suffering from war."
"We are fighting so that the people on the border will no longer suffer from the chaos caused by the war. We are not war-loving. We, the soldiers of the Han Kingdom, are fighting for our parents and relatives so that they can live a good and stable life."
Suharcha's expression changed several times, but he was infected by Gao Dabao's expression, and finally said in a suppressed voice:
"You are right, but I was wrong. No wonder Zheng Kai chose not to fight some fightable battles in the past, but he chose to fight there were some fightable battles."
"If it is to prevent the border residents from suffering from the chaos, then this makes sense."
Since Suharcha admitted his mistake, Gao Dabao didn't want to make the atmosphere too awkward, so he said casually:
"Your Majesty is also from the Jiangwu Hall. This is mentioned in the military morale class textbook for the first semester of the Jiangwu Hall. Your Majesty didn't study hard at that time."
Mentioning the distant Yanjing Military Academy, Suharcha's expression was slightly moved, thinking of the happy time when he was studying there.
"You kid has guessed all this. Yes, my favorite things at the beginning were the strategy class and the military formation class. The military morale class was all about theory, one after another. I couldn't bear to listen."
"Hey, is Cao Shangshu still going to teach? I liked Cao Shangshu's class the most back then. There was one class a week, and each time it was based on some specific cases. It was really fun to listen to it."
As he spoke, Suharcha's tone suddenly dropped.
The war that I heard in class was treated as a story. When I became a member of the story, I realized that everything was no longer warm and funny. All that was left was the cold armor, the spurting of blood, and the departure of the robe.
Gao Dabao suddenly changed the topic:
"My lord, you don't need to personally lead the troops in these wars. They are just soldiers on the frontier. Send a general and they can sweep across the north. It won't hurt your nose."
Suharcha laughed when he heard this:
"It's just a broken nose. What's there to be afraid of? How many of us sons of the Han Dynasty died in this ice and snow while fighting for the Han Kingdom. I just had a broken nose, so it's nothing."
"Hey, in fact, if I hadn't been lying in ambush in the snow nest, waiting for the secret guards who were scouting the road to deliver the news, I wouldn't have frozen to death."
"Mom, as long as these snowy barbarians don't provoke us in the future, I won't fight with them."
Gao Dabao said seriously:
"For the sake of the Han Kingdom, I am willing to help the prince this time to capture this small tribe."
Suharcha nodded:
"Of course we have to take it down. This little tribe is really damned. It has defeated my king's edge. There will definitely be cheers and roars in the tribe."
Gao Dabao corrected Suharcha and said:
"No, they have damaged the face of our Han country. They will definitely think that our Han country is incapable of defeating them. In the future, they will attack our Han businessmen and border residents more frequently, causing our Han people to suffer greater losses."
"This time we must kill the Snow Barbarian and let him know that Han is not something they can provoke. If we fight the few, more will come. If we fight more, more will come. Let them be afraid, afraid.
I'm going to die."
Suharcha looked at Gao Dabao in astonishment. It seemed that he had returned to the days when he and General Zheng Kai were in the same boat. In those days, he followed the big brother Zheng Kai and was almost invincible. He wiped out all the barbarians. I don't know how comfortable it was.
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"Okay, let's go out overnight and kill these bastards."
Suharcha picked up the bag.
In the far south of China, there is a village in Yang'an County adjacent to the Jinshui River, Gaojiazhuang.
In the middle of the village, in the courtyard of a three-tile-roofed house facing the main street, the door creaked open. Gao Dashan, who was already fully dressed, yawned and stood in the courtyard with his clothes on.
The white fish belly has risen in the east, and the sky is dawning.
After putting on his clothes, Gao Dabao struggled to tie his belt, then bent down, picked up the shovel, and started cleaning the yard.
The yard has been abandoned for more than ten years and is very dilapidated. Yesterday, Gaodashan just cleaned up the dust and insects in the house and the weeds in the yard. Now it is time to tidy up the yard walls.
The door was pushed open with a creak, and neighbor Gao Xiaohe came in carrying two bowls of hot soup, saying hello:
"Da Shan, drink some hot soup before you do it."
Gao Dashan put down his shovel, pulled out two bricks casually, and handed one to Gao Xiaohe. The two sat on the bricks and began to pull out the hot soup.
"You kid shouldn't come back. Wouldn't it be nice for him to be a high official and have good food?"
Gao Xiaohe drank the soup and muttered.
Gao Dashan chuckled:
"It smells good, of course it smells good. I remember that breakfast in the army must include a meat pie and a bowl of hot and sour soup. The taste is so delicious."
"Then you're really stupid for still being discharged from the army."
A childhood playmate did not hesitate to scold the neighbor who was eating soup across the street.
Gao Dashan chuckled:
"Xiaohe, do you still remember what life was like when we were children?"
Gao Xiaohe's face was full of doubts when he heard this:
"Why, do you miss the shabby days when you didn't have enough to eat or clothes to keep warm?"
Gao Dashan shook his head:
"I don't miss it, not at all. On the contrary, because of the hard days at that time, I now cherish the good days even more. I have new clothes to wear and rice to fill my stomach. I just want to live the good days now."
"When I was a soldier and fighting in the war, I just wanted to keep such a good life. I have no choice but to be a soldier. I also want to keep such a good life and no longer have to live the hard life of not having enough to eat and not having enough clothes to wear."
Gao Xiaohe looked a little sad:
"I don't want to live those hard days anymore, but what does this have to do with you not living a better life? You're such a fool."
Gao Dashan finished the soup, threw down the bowl, stood up, and faced the rising sun:
"I met the prince a few days ago. The prince reprimanded me and told me to join the army with peace of mind. Don't be afraid that if I am physically disabled, the court will not want me."
"I saw that the prince's head is already covered with gray. How old is the prince? He has just passed forty-five, and his hair is almost completely white."
"Your Majesty has sacrificed too much for the country of Han. In order to keep us fed and clothed, Your Majesty has exhausted himself."
"I can't enjoy what the prince has given me with peace of mind. I want to contribute my own strength to the country of Han and make it better, so that the people of Han will never have to live without enough food and clothing.
Hard days."
The morning sun rises into the sky in the east, and the morning glow shines thousands of miles away, illuminating everything nearby.
Gao Xiaohe looked at the back of Gao Dashan. The generous back became taller and taller in the morning sun.