Xiao Xiang watched Li Xingchen finish putting on another coat and just put on another coat. If the room hadn't been well kept warm and the stoves placed in the corners were burning hot, she might have caught a cold long ago.
Standing on tiptoe slightly, Xiao Xiang stretched out his hand to caress Li Xinchen's angular cheek: "Husband, you will go away in peace."
"It must be as Madam entrusted." Li Xingchen said seriously.
Xiao Xiang burst out laughing and stepped aside: "Go ahead, I'm waiting for you to come back!"
Li Xingchen's face suddenly showed a look of regret: "Don't you encourage someone to do it?"
Xiao Xiang was startled for a moment, and then he understood what Li Xinchen wanted. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and Xiao Xiang gently kissed Li Xinchen's lips. After all, she had already come here once yesterday, and she no longer didn't understand anything.
, but despite this, he still shyly took two steps back: "Are you satisfied?"
Li Xingchen laughed: "Wait for so-and-so to come back!"
As he spoke, he grabbed his sword and Ziyun gun and strode out of the room. Xiao Xiang suddenly turned around and looked at his husband's back, his vision blurred involuntarily.
Before he reached the back door, Li Xingchen saw Xiao Shilian walking in circles in the backyard. This guy was also wearing a coat and was rubbing his hands in the cold. When he saw Li Xingchen coming over, he hurriedly stepped forward: "Shizhong, let's go!"
"You are really qualified as a groom's official." Li Xingchen glanced at him.
Xiao Shilian scratched his head: "All the seeds have been left behind. The war is urgent and I cannot stay out of it."
Li Xingchen smiled. As Xiao Xiang said, abandoning family and children is not because they are cruel and cold-blooded, but because as men, they have more arduous responsibilities on their shoulders. If they cannot win this war, then what will happen again?
What about a wife and children?
"What's wrong?" Xiao Shilian was a little surprised. Li Xingchen's smile and silence made him think that this guy still wanted to raise an army to hold him accountable.
"Let's go." Li Xingchen patted Xiao Shilian's shoulder, "Let's conquer a broader world!"
Xiao Shilian nodded solemnly and quickly followed Li Xinchen. Li Ping and the rest of the guards were already waiting at the back door. When they saw the two coming, they raised their hands and saluted.
"Let's go!" Li Xingchen waved his hand without looking back.
He knew very well that behind him, there was a gaze watching him closely, but now he could not look back or stop.
"Madam, it's cold now, so you'd better go back as soon as possible." A maid stood beside Xiao Xiang and said softly.
Xiao Xiang just stared at Li Xingchen's back in confusion, turning a deaf ear to these words. After a long time, he murmured: "Let's go too."
"Madam?" the maid asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"
"Xiao Mansion." Xiao Xiang turned around. She knew there was someone there who needed her comfort.
While she only said goodbye to her husband, Li Lian'er said goodbye to her husband and brother at the same time this morning.
And besides the two of them, how many husbands from the boudoir are on the battlefield today?
Xiao Xiang subconsciously raised his head slightly and looked at the gloomy sky in the cold wind.
When will this chaotic world that has shrouded this era for more than three hundred years end, and how many more lives will this burning blood and fire consume?
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Jinyun Mountain, Northern Zhou Yingzhai.
The distance from Bajun to Hezhou is very short, and on this short road, the two sides had formed a clear confrontation front a few months ago. Nanchen's troops were stationed at Gele Mountain on the north side of Bajun City.
, while the Northern Zhou army was stationed in Jinyun Mountain south of Hezhou City.
Both sides guarded the throat of this road, but also ensured a certain buffer distance in the middle at the right time. Except for the occasional patrol, few people appeared.
And as both sides have almost finished the layout of the opposite side, they don't even send out scouts, so no one provokes the other even though they are hundreds of miles apart.
After all, Bajun was destroyed by war when the Ba people rebelled last time, so the towns that are gradually redeveloped now rely on the main city. There are very few people in this place far away from the county, and it is called a wasteland.
Not surprising.
The Northern Zhou camp on Jinyun Mountain actually only had more than a thousand garrison troops in total. However, relying on the dangerous terrain of Jinyun Mountain, a thousand men were enough to resist the enemy for a long enough time. Even if they were really attacked by surprise, they could also serve as an early warning.
"How many days are there until the New Year?" The short and fat soldier of the Northern Zhou Dynasty leaned on the watchtower of the camp in boredom. In fact, his eyes were not looking at the south where the enemy might appear, but he was seriously counting his fingers.
Count the days.
"It's still early, there's only a month!" His companion, another taller soldier, snorted, interrupting his companion's fantasy and stretching, "The mornings in the mountains are getting colder and colder.
Yes, but we still have to guard it from here."
"Who wouldn't say it? Our general shouts every day to be careful of the enemy, be careful of the enemy, but how could the enemy come?" The pudgy soldier became even more dissatisfied when he said this, "Have you heard about the rogue general of Chen State?
My sister is married to General Fenwei, and Nabajun City is currently celebrating, how can we attack?"
The tall and lanky man nodded: "Yes, it turns out that when we get up in the morning, we still have to blow the wind from here, and as for our general, look where his shadow is, hiding in some corner to warm himself by the fire!"
The short and fat soldier snorted: "Otherwise, you still expect him to come up to blow the wind? According to me, once we fight with those guys from Chen State, our general will definitely be the first to surrender. As long as those Chen guys
If the Chinese give him a fire, he won't be able to send his own wife out."
The tall and thin man hurriedly reached out and blocked his companion's mouth: "What are you talking about? Are you crazy?"
The pudgy soldier reached out his hand to push his companion away in dissatisfaction: "How could he hear it from such a high place? By the way, have you heard that the south is now recruiting refugees?"
"Refugees?" The tall and thin man was startled. "We have military pay, but we are not considered refugees. What does it have to do with us?"
"You don't know, the conditions for opening in the south are very generous." The short and fat soldier glanced at his companion with a look of disdain, "You have land and a house, what else do you want? It's better than us drinking cool breeze every day, and in the end
All you can do is eat some clear soup! You don’t know how many open spaces there are in Bajun. Now it’s time for the generals in the south to hire people. These open spaces will definitely be used to appease the refugees.
This is a huge windfall..."
The tall and thin man frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Why don't we..." The pudgy soldier was about to continue, when the watchtower suddenly shook slightly, and he subconsciously closed his mouth.
And their generals were climbing up unhurriedly.
The tall and thin man also had a serious look on his face. He could only hope that what he had just said had been blown away by the wind.