Dianxia Qingcheng

Zhao Litang has been in a coma for nearly three days, and there is still no sign of awakening.

Yue Nu was wearing that large battle uniform, and reached out to touch the person lying on the bed, but before the hand could be touched, the curtain of the tent was suddenly pulled open.

Shen Huan left and returned, holding the medicine to be replaced by Zhao Litang.

"Why are you still here? Your lieutenant general has already led the army to set off. If you don't go out, you won't be able to catch up with the team."

Yue Nu hurriedly lowered her head, stood up and hurriedly went out.

He did not go back with the team returning to the imperial capital, but mixed in with the army. Only in this way could he continue to stay in the frontier.

No one has found his disguise yet.

Shen Huan suddenly grabbed his arm when the little soldier passed by him.

Yue Nu froze in fear.

Shen Huan just handed over the gauze in his hand.

"Wait a minute, please help me tear it up, my hand is still hurt and I can't make up my mind."

Yue Nu took the gauze and kept her face down. Shen Huan didn't see his face, so she didn't have any thoughts to think about other things.

The gauze was very strong, Yuenu's body was not strong, and he tore it several times without tearing it apart. Shen Huan, who was waiting on the side, was a little anxious.

"How do you usually train? Seeing that you are so thin, can you kill the enemy on the battlefield? Your generals are really relieved."

When Zhao Litang was mentioned, the sound of gauze tearing sounded.

Yue Nu handed over the torn gauze, and then walked out of the tent holding her breath.

After leaving the camp, Yue Mincai breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were red.

He wiped his eyes, then quickly followed the troops who had reached the gate of the barracks.

The barbarian soldiers had already surrounded the borders of the Celestial Dynasty, and they were always ready to launch a fierce attack on the border.

Wu Quan led the team to the border. Behind the high city walls, the soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty suffered heavy casualties. One group died and another group was replaced.

Yuenu followed a few people to the city wall and hid behind the stone bricks.

The wind on the city wall was very strong, accompanied by the wild sand that swept in, making people unable to open their eyes, and a mouthful of words would be filled with sand and dust.

Yuenu had never been on the battlefield, he was holding a bow and ten arrows in his hand, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Perhaps it was because of the blood of the barbarians flowing in his body, Yuenu stayed in the military camp for only a few months, and his archery skills were better than many soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty.

And Yuenu's archery was taught by Zhao Litang.

Because at that time, Yuenu had been staying in the barracks, and would stand outside the training ground and peek at the training of the soldiers inside, but in fact, his eyes were generally only chasing Zhao Litang, who was conspicuous in the crowd.

Celestial people tend to be slender and slender in shape, and their muscle strength is not comparable to that of tall and large barbarians, so they are not good at equestrian and archery.

For the first time, Zhao Litang was so angry that he cut off the heavy bows and arrows in order to punish a few soldiers who were lazy in training.

None of the other soldiers present dared to speak.

Wu Quan shouted and asked people to shoot arrows, but no one dared to go forward.

Zhao Litang looked at the faces of the people around him with a cold face, and finally his eyes passed through the crowd and turned to the outside of the railings of the training ground.

After Yuenu was discovered, he quickly turned his eyes away and greeted the soldiers passing by with a smile, pretending that he happened to be passing by, and the crescent moon at the end of his eyes curved with his smile.

This smile somehow got in the way of General Zhao's eyes.

Zhao Litang pointed to Yue Slave, who wanted to walk away outside the railing.

Yuenu turned his head and happened to meet Zhao Litang's deep eyes, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared. He was still afraid of Zhao Litang, but he couldn't help but want to get close to him.

Seeing Zhao Litang not far away, he actually hooked his finger at him, does he mean to go in by himself?

Yue Nu was a little flustered. He knew that in addition to the soldiers who went to the battlefield, the other logisticians and chores were not qualified to enter, so he hesitated a little, maybe General Zhao called the wrong person.

Unexpectedly, Vice General Wu Quan didn't move when he saw the people outside, fearing that his general would get angry with them again, so he hurried to the door of the training ground and personally invited Yue Nu to enter.

Yue Nu was surprised, "Can I go in? Did the general let me in? Can I really go in?"

"It's the general's permission, go in quickly. The general just finished getting angry, and now his anger has not subsided, speak carefully."

Yue Nu nodded and followed Wu Quan into the training ground for the first time. The sand here is softer than the outside.

All the other soldiers watched as a handyman who could not be named was personally invited into the training ground by the deputy general.

Just as Yue Nu stood in front of Zhao Litang, she saw that he threw the bow and arrow at him, and Yue Nu quickly reached out to catch it.

It was a bow that Zhao Litang often used. The bow was very heavy. Zhao Litang could easily lift it with one hand, but Yuenu struggled to hold it with both hands. It was absolutely impossible to lift it.

"Give him an arrow."

Wu Quan glanced at his general and made sure that he heard correctly, so he gave Yue Nu a feather arrow.

Yue Nu took the bow and arrow with difficulty, and then looked at Zhao Litang in a daze.

Zhao Litang didn't look at him, just glanced at the target in the distance, and raised his chin slightly.

"The one in the shooting room."

It's just like what a master who is holding a bow is a master who shoots and shoots with all his hands.

The surrounding soldiers whispered a little, thinking that this little handyman can actually use the general's bow, does it come from an unusual origin?

But if it's not normal, how can you only be a handyman in the military camp?

Yue Nu was a little terrified. He had never touched a bow and arrow, and he couldn't even draw a string or aim, let alone a heavy bow that he couldn't even lift.

But when Zhao Litang spoke, Yuenu obeyed honestly.

With all the strength to suckle, a plain white face turned red, but he could only lift the bow to his lower abdomen, and he couldn't lift it up any further.

"Puchi", some people in the crowd couldn't help but laugh, and the tense atmosphere just now seemed to have suddenly loosened up, and people followed one after another.

"Shut up."

Zhao Litang only needed to raise his eyes and swipe around the crowd, and all the soldiers were silent and dared not speak again, and it was obvious that the general was even more angry than before.

Yue Nu's strength was about to be exhausted, and the bow in his hand felt heavier and heavier, falling more and more, and his arm slowly slipped down.

Then, a hand suddenly held the bow from below, Zhao Litang stood in front of Yuenu and looked down at him.

"Hold it in the left hand."

Yue Nu obeyed and let go of his right hand, and the bow was still firmly fixed in place.

Feeling Zhao Litang walking to his side and standing beside him, Yuenu, who was close to each other, could rub against Zhao Litang's hard and cold armor from time to time, but somehow it seemed to burn him, his earlobes slightly redness.

Zhao Litang's hand holding the bow turned to hold Yuenu's arm, his broad and powerful palm clasped the thin circle, secretly helping him support the heavy bow.

"Hold tightly, hold the arrow in the right hand," Zhao Litang said in a deep and mellow voice, "Three fingers buckle the string, the left arm sinks, the tiger's mouth in the left hand pushes the bow, and the right shoulder pulls the string with the right hand."

Yue Nu followed what Zhao Litang said, and although the movements were still very unfamiliar, it finally seemed like that.

"Pull here, against the chin."

Zhao Litang took Yuenu's hand and pressed it under his right face, rubbing his thumb against the skin of his hand.

In the end, it is a young child, and in such a place with wind and sand, his face is still tender and smooth.

After just touching it, Zhao Litang slightly moved his hand away.

"Feel the direction and speed of the wind, and hit the red bull's-eye"

Zhao Litang's breath sprayed on Yuenu's ears, "Three, two, one release."

The two of them released their right hands at the same time, and the feather arrow pierced through the sand and stabbed forward, instantly penetrating the red bullseye in front.

Yue Nu was overjoyed and turned to look at Zhao Litang with a smile, "General, shoot!"

When he turned around, he realized that Zhao Litang was leaning so close to him, and when he turned around suddenly, his forehead brushed Zhao Litang's lips, causing Yuenu's neck to turn red.

Zhao Litang didn't seem to feel it, reached out and took the heavy bow in Yue Slave's hand, and pulled back a distance.

The warmth and security of being hugged behind the back suddenly disappeared, and Yue Nu also realized that she was overjoyed and forgot her identity, so she quickly put away her smile and lowered her head.

Zhao Litang put away the heavy bow, "This one is too heavy, give him a lighter one."

Yue Nu's hand was replaced by a lighter and ordinary bow, which allowed him to lift himself reluctantly, but unfortunately it was still unstable.

Someone gave him a feather arrow, and this time Yuenu wanted to aim at the target and shoot the arrow.

He had memorized all the essentials of the movements, but aiming in the direction was the most difficult. When the arrow shot out, it missed the target as expected.

Yue Nu felt that he was very bad, and he must have disappointed the general. Fortunately, he taught himself again.

However, it is actually very difficult for archery to shoot a target for the first time.

Zhao Litang, as if he had expected it long ago, had someone hand him arrows.

"continue."

Yue Nu continued to shoot arrows one by one, and after a few shots, the arrow was able to hit the target, and after another ten or so arrows, Yue Nu shot Geba Xin all at once.

Wu Quan glanced at Yuenu in surprise, but he didn't expect this kid to have the talent to learn archery.

After the first arrow appeared on the bullseye, only one bullseye appeared in the next few arrows, but it still surpassed many experienced soldiers.

"All right."

Zhao Litang said, "Put the bow away, you can go back."

Yue Nu thought it was because of her poor performance, which made the general even more angry, otherwise how could the general speak to him so indifferently.

Yue Nu nodded, put down the bow and arrow, and walked out of the training ground with some admiration from the surrounding soldiers.

Since then, Yuenu has been allowed to enter and leave the training ground, and can also practice archery with other soldiers.

With the comparison of other people, Yue Slave's talent is more clearly revealed.

With just a few words, he was able to move a thousand jins, making Yuenu's archery skills rise rapidly. Except for Zhao Litang, he was unparalleled in the entire frontier military camp.

And these are too strange in the eyes of other soldiers, and gradually, some people consciously see the clue.

The little handyman was white and handsome, especially the red crescent mark at the end of his eyes, which was specially tattooed to charm people's hearts. He smiled like a little girl, while the military barracks were all rough. Don't say it, gentlemen, the general has no fun to relieve boredom.

Isn't that just right?