Uncle, don't overdo it

In the cold and windy northern Xinjiang, the depression is getting stronger.

On the battlefield, sometimes you fight and kill the enemy, and sometimes it is calm.The enemy made it clear that they were going to use "dragging" tactics and planned to fight a protracted war. I am afraid that this winter will not be peaceful.

Ximenche was wearing a fur coat and stood outside the tent. He wanted to avoid the strong wind, but he glanced at the garrison general Xiao Yishan standing in front, and gritted his teeth to stop his retreat.

This kind of environment is something he has never encountered before. Compared with the comfortable life in the capital, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

"General Lin and his family have been guarding here for 16 years. Has he ever said anything bitter? None of our soldiers know how to say bitterness. This vast battlefield is where we stand tall!" Xiao Yishan pointed his finger into the distance, "As long as we have Now, the enemy army will never even think about stepping on our territory!"

Ximenche was quietly listening to Xiao Yishan's rhetoric. He also knew that this battlefield didn't need him at all. He had been here for almost a month. Apart from checking in the camp, eating and drinking with the soldiers, and suffering from the wind and cold, he didn't do anything else. did not do.

And Liu Cheng was still looking for Lin Xin'er with the group of Imperial Forest Army.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, even if there is no General Lin, we will be loyal to his former existence, fight the enemy with all our strength, and keep us in the world." Xiao Yishan turned around and glanced at Ximen Che, with undisguised disdain in his eyes "If His Highness becomes emperor in the future, we will still stick to this territory, but if His Highness wants to command us personally, he must show us convincing skills. Otherwise... let's go back to Beijing, the weather is getting colder and colder , don’t hurt your body.”

"The prince will never return to the capital until the war is over!" Ximen Che, who was despised by others, let go of his harsh words, and walked towards the tent with his sleeves thrown.

"Does His Highness want to wait until Miss Lin is found, or until the war is over? These are two times." Xiao Yishan asked.

On one side, the low laughter of the crowd sounded again.

Ximenche felt ashamed of being humiliated. Is this the "treatment" that a prince should have?

Here, Limbaugh's earlier disdain for him is magnified.

Although Lin Bo would show disrespect towards him in his words, after all, in the capital, he was still restrained, but this group of people never knew how to write the word "restraint"!

This is the army he wants to control with all his heart, and it is beyond reach.

He also knew that it was necessary to pay attention to military exploits on the battlefield, and he also wanted to lead people to kill the enemy himself.He has also read military books. Although he doesn't grasp it deeply, he knows a little bit, but he is at a loss when he wants to use it.

Ximenche strode back into the tent, full of anger and fidgeting.

Lin Xiner, where did you go?

This trip to northern Xinjiang was really tricked by her!I lost face in front of these people today, and it will be even harder to subdue them in the future. Even if I become an emperor, it is still a thorn.

"Shut up!" Xiao Yishan scolded his subordinates from outside the tent.

The laughter suddenly disappeared.

This is prestige!Ximenche had never had this kind of bold prestige. In the capital, he ordered people to do things only because of his status as a prince. On the battlefield, this kind of prestige comes from the convincing of everyone, and what is needed is to be convinced.

"Li Er, you bring a group of people and follow to find Lin Xin'er. We've been in Northern Xinjiang for so many years, and we've played around and can't find anyone?" Xiao Yishan commanded.

"Yes." Li Er took the order and hurriedly led people away.

Xiao Yishan glanced at the tent where Ximenche was, and strode towards the distance.

Two soldiers followed and whispered as they walked, "It seems that the Young Palace Master is really missing."

The other thought for a while, "Let's get out of here first."

Borrowing their identities as soldiers, the two quickly left the camp, tore off their disguise, and turned into two women.

"Baguio, what about the two people we used? They will definitely find something abnormal when they count the number of people." One of the women asked.

The security of the camp was very strict, and they got in by borrowing the identities of two soldiers who were ordered to do things. But if they wanted to leave, there would be two less people in the camp, which would definitely cause alarm. Although the two fake soldiers It is not dead yet, and the secret may be revealed after it is put back.

"Let's go and see if they are going to die or live." said the woman called Baguio.

The two came to a depression and pulled aside the nearby haystacks that had been collected to be used as firewood for the winter. However, the haystacks had been pulled out and spread flat on the ground, and there was no one in sight.

"Where are people?" Baguio asked in surprise.

Another woman looked around, "Did we remember the wrong location?"

Baguio then walked to the other two haystacks and chopped them open with a sword.

The hay is flying, but there is nothing to hide.

"What's going on?" Baguio looked around vigilantly, "They managed to escape by themselves, or did someone find them?"

"What should I do?" Another woman lost her mind.

"Go back to the Holy Palace first." Baguio decided immediately.

Then the two disappeared from the barren dry grass without making a sound.

Not far from that place, there is a pine forest, which is a rare woodland in northern Xinjiang.

Two men followed closely behind one man, and kept pleading, "My lord, what do you want our two brothers to do? We are grateful for your life-saving grace, but how can you give me the antidote?" us?"

"What's the rush? You won't die for a while anyway?" The man smiled slyly, "You are right to thank me. If it weren't for me, you would have died at the hands of those two women."

"Yes, yes, we are very grateful to you, Young Master, but our poison..." Those two people didn't dare to say any more.

It is true that this man saved them, but he gave them poison before saving them. They were freed from the bottom of the haystack, and they had to follow him to this pine forest. Although they were not bound, they were also bound. There is no difference, and you can't get away.

"Don't be afraid, the antidote will be given to you when the time comes." The man said nonchalantly.

"What exactly does the young master want our brothers to do?" asked the two unlucky soldiers.

"You guys can't go back to the camp..." The man looked in the direction of the camp, his sight was blocked by the pine forest, so he couldn't see anything.

Those two soldiers turned their heads and looked after them. If they were punished like this, they would definitely not be able to go back.

"You two help me deliver a letter, and the person who receives the letter will give you the antidote after seeing the token." The man looked back and said.

"Okay, okay." The two nodded repeatedly.

"You two take this and go back to the capital." The man handed a crescent moon dagger to one of the two, "Give it to King Xuan, and if anyone else finds it, say that you picked it up in northern Xinjiang." Arrived, you can tell King Xuan face to face about seeing me."