Chapter 8 ; Fallacious
But listening to the descriptions of her friends, it seems that she is not the same as the woman in front of her, but it is obviously the same person, what is wrong? Maybe it's the arrogance in her heart that doesn't admit defeat that is causing trouble, so she has today's extraordinary.
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When he arrived at his destination, Liu Yilan was shocked by the majestic scene in front of him.
"This is the so-called hunting ground that you made me drive for a day?" Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the army resting in the hollow valley in their free time, the corners of his mouth twitched. "Aren't you going to hunt?"
"It's true that he's here to hunt."
"Are you kidding me?"
She couldn't help but explode. Although there are not 100,000 troops, there are at least a thousand people in the army below. Thousands of people can be dispatched, plus there are a lot of people who come with them, and there are also shells and guns, what else can it be if it is not a war?
"If you say you don't want me to die, I don't believe it." This man definitely wants her to die, otherwise how can he bring her to the battlefield!
"We're here to hunt, don't you believe it?"
"Don't believe it!" How do you want her to believe it? Sending these soldiers out of a hurry just to accompany him on hunting?
"We're going to hunt down the prey that is trying to encroach on our country."
His tone was sonorous and powerful, with a power that could not be blasphemed. Liu Yilan looked at him, and a breeze came from the valley at this moment, rolling up his military coat. The firmness between his brows was deeply imprinted in her mind.
Because of the prosperity and stability of Mingcheng, she never thought that it was the Republic of China period. This period is precisely the time when wars are most frequent, and dangers are everywhere.
Outside of Mingcheng, this danger is accompanied. Only Mingcheng, under the jurisdiction of such a great general as Chen Junjue, is like an isolated but safe island, which is still plain and stable.
Father An said that Chen Junjue is the patron saint of all their people. She didn't believe it before, but now, she does. No wonder the people of Mingcheng named him heaven.
He does have this qualification, and without his protection, Mingcheng would also become a sad city that was attacked. Where others can't see, he has been carefully guarding this land.
Come with him to the place where the camp is encamped, and by this time night has fallen. Cao Ping skillfully lit a fire in the tent, then set up a shelf on top of it, and put the pot on it.
Liu Yilan sat aside to roast the fire, and Chen Junjue then squeezed over.
"You're not going to discuss state affairs with those men?" Liu Yilan glanced at him and moved to the right, deliberately keeping a distance of more than one meter from him.
"They are not my men, they are my brothers." Chen Junjue was quite helpless about her wariness.
"This has nothing to do with me, you continue your grand cause, I will go back tomorrow."
On the surface, she looked meaningless, but she kept pondering his words in her heart. A man who treats his subordinates as brothers has to make people surrender.
What kind of person is he, he is a god in the mouths of the common people, and in the hearts of his subordinates, he is admired by the chief and his brother.
But why does she think he's still a scoundrel? With multiple identities, he is not tired?
"What do you think?" Chen Junjue looked at her silent daze, and couldn't help asking.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" She touched her stomach and rode her horse for a day, eating only a bowl of noodles in the process, and if she didn't eat, she would starve to death.
Seeing her aggrieved look, Chen Junjue smiled and said, "By my side, I will never let you starve to death." ”