Meng Hu nodded clearly, then his eyes were filled with stars, he looked at Ying Zige with admiration, and said.
"Hehe, the young master is the young master, what a capable person cannot do. I just met the young mistress once and I won her over.
Hehe, judging from the situation at that time, young master, the power of young mistress’s family must be at the forefront in Jicheng! No wonder, young master, you are so confident this time that you came with only three thousand tigers."
Meng Hu was talking nonchalantly, but he didn't notice that Ying Zige's head was already covered with black lines, and he was looking at him with an unfriendly expression.
Just when Ying Zige couldn't listen any more and was about to interrupt Meng Hu, Meng Hu suddenly raised his big hand and patted his head and shouted loudly: "Young Master, this is not a simple job in the inner circle. It is so dangerous for the young lady to do it."
Is it going to be bad? What should I do if something goes wrong? How about I sneak in quietly first?"
The more Meng Hu thought about it, the more reliable his idea became. He completely ignored Ying Zige, whose expression had sunk to the bottom, and muttered: "Yes, that's it. I'll sneak into the city first to protect the young mistress, even if it's Wan
Once exposed, with me here, I will risk my life to send the young mistress out of the city intact. After all, the young mistress did all this for the young master, and I can't let anything happen to her."
"Little Tiger!"
Ying Zige, who had been ignored for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly. He felt a tightness in his chest and almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.
"Um?"
Meng Hu, who was happily immersed in making plans in his mind, was stunned by Ying Zige's loud shout, and turned to look at Ying Zige in confusion.
"Well……"
Seeing Meng Hu's reaction, Ying Zige shook his head helplessly. He could see that most of the teachings he had given Meng Hu since childhood were in vain.
Although Meng Hu is not stupid, sometimes his brain is simple and cute, like a single muscle, with occasional bends, but overall it is still straight.
Although there are some details in roughness, he does not have great wisdom. You can rest assured that if you let him do things, he will definitely follow your instructions and handle things properly for you. But if you let him act alone, from the current point of view, there is a lack of
There are still too many things.
Thinking of this, Ying Zige secretly sighed and said: "Okay, Xiaohu, don't think about it. You go and notify the brothers and let the brothers speed up a little. Today we will walk another thirty miles and find a place to camp."
rest."
"No, that young lady..."
Meng Hu responded first, and then wanted to ask again. Ying Zige immediately turned his eyes and looked over indifferently.
"Uh, okay, I'll go right away!"
The experience of being trained by Ying Zige for more than half a year made Meng Hu aware of the danger immediately. He quickly closed his mouth, responded with a muffled sound in his throat, galvanized his horse, whipped his whip, and passed the order in a flash.
The order is like a mountain.
As Ying Zige's order was issued, the entire black dragon soon began to fly rapidly.
Thousands of horses galloped forward, kicking up billows of dust and rushing forward wantonly.
Thirty miles away was just a few ups and downs before the Tigers and Ben troops started marching in earnest.
Even though there were hundreds of bags of baggage behind them, just after midnight, the entire long queue had already traveled thirty miles, and then began to set up camp under the command of Meng Hu.
…
After everything was arranged, the sky gradually darkened. After a while, the last ray of the setting sun disappeared in the sky. In the distant sky, the stars began to pave a river of stars, and the beautiful moon was hanging in it, shedding infinite clear light, quietly
The night tent was lit up silently.
Above the big tent, the flickering firelight illuminated the figures of Ying Zige and Meng Hu.
In the big tent, the lit fire was reflected on Meng Hu's face, and it was clearly extinguished.
After a moment, Meng Hu suddenly spoke and shouted with excitement: "No, young master, this is absolutely not possible! I won't agree!"
A smile flashed across Yingzi Ge Jun's face, and then he shook his head calmly: "Okay, you know the young master's temperament, so this matter is settled. I will set off tonight and sneak into Jicheng first. Wait for me
After leaving, you will slowly march towards Jicheng with three thousand tiger soldiers. There is no need to hide, just to let the sentinels of Jicheng find you. Also remember, you must not show your face unless necessary. As for the daily march speed
, it’s up to you to decide, there is only one requirement, the time to arrive in Jicheng must be controlled within eight days and beyond five days.”
Meng Hu looked at Ying Zige's expression and knew that he had made up his mind. He couldn't help scratching his head in distress: Master, let me go. Although there is help from the young mistress in the city, if something unexpected happens, you
What can I do?"
"Hmph, do you think you are better than the young master, or do you think you are smarter than the young master?" Ying Zige suddenly asked with a cold snort.
"no"
Meng Hu shook his head quickly, feeling depressed.
Needless to say, there is no need to mention literary and strategic strategies. Even if a hundred of them are tied up, they will not be able to win against Zi Ge.
However, since Ying Zige also started practicing martial arts, which he was most proud of, he has completely fallen into self-doubt.
Although I figured it out later, after all, there is only one Ying Zige in the world. Even if he is surpassed, it will be surpassed by the people he follows, which shows that he has a good vision.
However, despite what he thought in his heart, Meng Hu still quietly strengthened his practice, hoping that the day when martial arts would be surpassed would come later.
But he never thought that whether he strengthened his practice or not would make no difference to Ying Zige, a man who had been kissed by a cheater.
I still remember that when he first met Wang Yi, Meng Hu could still defeat Ying Zige within a hundred moves. But since sweeping Beiyuan, in just two months, this situation has completely changed.
Now, even if Meng Hu tried his best, he could only survive a hundred moves in Ying Zige's hands.
Therefore, when Ying Zige asked this question, he could only lower his head and draw circles in his heart.
"Okay, since I'm not stronger than the young master, then just do as I say. Don't hang around here anymore, go back to bed quickly, don't disturb the young master while I pack my things."
Looking at Meng Hu who was squeaking and speechless, Ying Zige felt happy, smiled proudly, and then pushed Meng Hu out of the door.
Meng Hu lowered his head and looked listlessly at the night sky with empty eyes.
"Little Tiger!"
Suddenly, Ying Zige's cry came from the big tent again. Meng Hu was startled, thinking that Ying Zige had changed his mind. He quickly opened the tent door and ran in. He responded expectantly: "Master, I'm here!"
"Well, it's nothing. I just want to remind you that after I leave, every time I set up camp and rest, remember to put up my handsome tent! Okay! It's okay, you can go."
Ying Zige looked at the excited Meng Hu strangely, gave a casual warning and waved his hand.
