Quickly wear a female supporting role: the plot of the male protagonist has been smashed

Chapter 150 The General Who Abandoned His Wife ([-])

The convoy walked slowly on the narrow and uninhabited path. Although the handsome Jin Wang looked a little fierce, he was still kind-hearted. He not only sent Altai to guide them, but also sent a team of soldiers to escort the convoy.

The carriage thud thud thud thud thumped hurriedly or it took almost a day to reach the station, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the temperature during the day was not bad, but as soon as night fell, it was like a cold winter, it was so cold that one's teeth were shaking trembling.

Fortunately, there is nothing else in her batch, just enough cotton.

Originally, she planned to bring back a batch of cotton from Huijiang to be the source of goods for the textile factory. This time, Song Yun came here in person for on-the-spot exploration. After signing an agreement with the big landlord in Huijiang, she no longer needed to come here in person.

I didn't expect to encounter wars.

"General Altai, how long will it take from here to Lancheng?"

Although Altai looked ferocious with a full beard, his temper was somewhat simple and honest. When Song Yun asked him a question, he returned with a friendly smile as soon as he opened his mouth.

"At this speed, we will be able to reach Lancheng in about half a day tomorrow."

Altai led the way along the way, Song Yun was sitting in the carriage, and the two of them didn't talk to each other. She was a little surprised when he spoke now. Altai didn't look like a Han Chinese, but he spoke Chinese very well, and he even spoke Chinese. With a bit of Beijing flavor.

"I have learned Chinese since I was a child, and since then I have been the garrison governor of Jiangcheng, and I have a lot of contact with officials from the capital, so I can speak Chinese fairly well."

He saw the surprise in Song Yun's eyes, and hurriedly explained, anyway, he had said these words more than once, and practice makes perfect.

Song Yun showed her original appearance, but Altai scratched her head in embarrassment. She thought that it would be great if there was someone who could speak Chinese so fluently when discussing business a few days ago, so that she would not be affected by the price. The big landlord increased by [-]%, and he became angry when he thought about it.

"Then Mr. Song, let's rest earlier. Tomorrow we will set off early, and we have to rush back as soon as possible after we send you to Lancheng. The war over there must not be delayed."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Lancheng is the closest city to Jiangcheng. There is still endless Gobi here, but it is much better than Jiangcheng. There are not so many deserts. Lancheng is much smaller. It is the connecting zone between the Central Plains and Jiangcheng. Here The exchanges and collisions between foreign lands and Han culture are very harmonious.

It was past noon when they arrived in Lancheng, and the smell of meat wafted everywhere on the street. The stomachs of the group were already hungry, and the gluttons in their stomachs had been hooked out early.

"Young Master Song, now that you have arrived in Lancheng, the mission we have been waiting for has been successfully completed, so let's say goodbye."

"Wait, wait, General Altai, don't be in a hurry, it's not too late to leave now, it's not too late to go after eating a bowl of noodles to fill your stomach!"

He stopped Altai and his party, but he guessed that he was determined to leave, so Song Yun took advantage of the heat and said, "General, you and the soldiers have worked hard for half a day. Only when you are full can you take up the sword and arrow to fight the enemy." Fighting, isn't it?"

Song Yun's words made him a little shaken, and seeing that the soldiers around him were swallowing silently, it was true that Lancheng's noodles were delicious, so he hesitated and nodded.

Lancheng's noodles are famous for their unique flavor of "clear soup, fragrant meat, fine noodles" and "one clear, two white, three red, four green, and five yellow". The broth is rich and fragrant, and the noodles are fragrant and meaty. The soup is fragrant, and various flavors blend in the mouth. When eating other noodles after eating Lancheng noodles, there is always a regret that Wushan is not Yunyun.

"Mr. Song, I'm not bragging. If you come to Lancheng and don't eat Lancheng's noodles, you will be in Lancheng!" When mentioning his hometown Altai, his face was a little proud, but he thought of something, and was a little sad. "If there were no foreign invaders, Jiangcheng Lancheng would definitely be better than it is now."

Song Yun, who has seen too many stable worlds, patted Altai's shoulder sympathetically.

"It will be fine, with you soldiers who defend the country, Jiangcheng will definitely return to its former prosperity!"

"Hehe, then I will borrow your good words!"

dong dong dong-

A burst of loud gongs were sounded, and the people outside panicked instantly. The hawkers along the street hurriedly put away their stalls, and some even had no time to collect the money and were about to leave in a hurry. The merchants on both sides of the street also started The door was closed tightly, and Song Yun and the others were still at a loss, but Altai and the others stood up in a daze, their faces were serious, they gripped their sabers tightly, and were about to go out.

"Song Gongzi, you should hide for a while, maybe the war has already spread here."

The proprietress wearing a black turban spoke incomprehensible words, but from her gestures, she knew that she was asking Song Yun and the others to drive the carriage to their backyard and avoid it for the time being.

"General Altai!"

"Master Song, is there anything else?"

"Take care of yourself!"

Altai still had that simple and honest smile on his bearded face, but his eyes were full of determination.

No matter what time it is, which world it is, Song Yun will always be shocked by these brave fighters who shed their blood for the country. They are heroes, heroes forever!

　When I write this, I think of our soldiers who defend our home and country, and pay tribute to them!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)