Here, it is the border north of the Southern Dynasty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's almost unitary.

The sun was setting in the west, pulling out the tents of the garrison in a long shadow.

It was time for the soldiers to rest, and the soldiers gathered in twos and threes to talk about the recent fighting.

After several battles of all sizes, everyone had more or less wounds, some on their arms, some on their shoulders and backs, and there were not many medicinal herbs in the army.

The area to the north was very dry, and the big man sitting on the opposite side poured a sip of water, and he wiped the corners of his mouth casually, and scolded; "Damn, when is this battle going to be fought, what are the people of the Northern Desert going crazy, and they are coming to attack our Southern Dynasty at this time."

Several soldiers responded in response.

One of the younger creeps asked; "I heard that the imperial court has received news and will send troops to aid us in the next few days?"

Hearing this, the big man spat on the ground with disdain; "Do you believe these news? What can the dry eaters in the court help us? Behold, you have no need to count on it. ”

"But." The young soldier seemed to be trying to say something.

At this moment, the neighing of horses was heard in the distance, and the group rode on their horses and walked towards the camp on this side.

It is worthy of being a good horse of the Southern Dynasty, but in just a moment, a group of people have arrived at the entrance of the camp.

The soldiers stationed in front of them did not know what they were saying.

"Let's go, let's see." As soon as the big man waved his hand, the few people who were sitting and chatting also got up and headed towards the entrance of the barracks.

……

"Who are you?" The soldiers stationed there had serious faces and spears in front of everyone.

These people who were stopped were none other than Jun Mowen and his party.

Stopping the horse, Jun Mowen showed a token next to him; "I'm ordered to come here, and you won't let you go."

The chief of the guard took the token and carefully distinguished the authenticity, and then returned the token to everyone, holding his fists; "I offended before, welcome to my lordship."

Saying that, the head of the guard's gaze stopped at Jun Mowen, and that look was really weird.

He heard that the person who came this time was His Royal Highness the Third Prince of the Dynasty, and it was said that he was a young man who was both civil and military. But after seeing this strange scene in front of him, he had to doubt the authenticity of these rumors.

"Where, all the soldiers have also worked hard." On the other hand, Jun Mowen smiled like a nobody, with a gentle and polite face.

Si Jichen couldn't help frowning even tighter, she struggled in Jun Mowen's arms, that's right...... It's Jun Mowen's arms......

Along the way, she has always ridden with Jun Mowen, and the reason is very simple, because she ...... Can't ride a horse.

It's unreasonable for two people to ride a horse together, and she's still dressed as a man. It's hard for the captain of the guard to look at them with such strange eyes.

A slender young man dressed in white like snow was held in the arms of the third prince, and the two of them swaggered into the barracks together.

The big men who came to see the excitement suddenly froze in place, watching the people pass by and disappear around the corner.

When a few people reflected, they looked at the direction where a few people walked away in confusion, and they woke up like a dream.

The young soldier rubbed his eyes and asked the other soldier beside him; "What did I see just now?"

The other was also confused; "A man with fine skin and tender flesh is holding another girly woman."

……

So, when Jun Mo heard that everyone had just settled down.

The gossip in the barracks spread.

The person who came to take charge of their army was Jun Mowen, the third prince of the Southern Dynasty, and it is said that the three princes also brought a slender and feminine young man in white. Everyone guessed countless possibilities, discussed and discussed, and finally unanimously agreed that His Royal Highness the Third Prince who came this time was a broken sleeve!

As a result, the soldiers, who already looked down on high-ranking officials and dignitaries, were even more disappointed with the generals appointed this time, and there was a gloomy atmosphere in the barracks.