The wind is howling, and the night in the wild is exceptionally silent. There was a low or high sound of horses' hooves. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the deep mountains behind, there were creepy screams from time to time, accompanied by the howl of wolves on a moonlit night, which looked particularly gloomy, but no one sympathized.

In front of the woods, fireflies lit up, the cheers of the soldiers could be faintly heard, the air was filled with the intoxicating smell of wine and sultry daughters, the coquettishness of women, the laughter of men, and all kinds of delicacies that exuded bursts of fragrance, today was destined to be a sleepless night.

Yi Qingma, who was sitting on the main seat, had already changed out of a blood-spattered armor at this time, and was only wearing a thin crimson robe at this time, and his original cold expression was now infected by this joyful atmosphere and dyed with a little smile.

Yi took the wine glass lightly, and Miao Xinghuan, who was standing with the wine jug behind her, stepped forward quickly to fill the empty wine glass, hanging her head the whole time, not daring to look at the man in front of her.

At the sound of the horse's hooves beating like drums, her heart, which had been hanging for a day, finally fell, and there were still people alive in this dangerous battle, which comforted her restless heart a little.

With the people who stayed in the barracks, they went out to greet them, and when they saw everyone on Rong Ma again, Miao Xinghuan didn't know why she had tears across her face, and when she turned her head and looked at the soldiers next to her, they were all in tears, and she also understood that this was a baptism of life, baptism with the tears of these iron-blooded men, every war was a threat to their lives, and no one loved their lives more than them.

Yi Qingfang, who was sitting on the horse, threw the long whip in his hand into the arms of the unprepared Miao Xinghuan at once, and then turned around and jumped off the horse, and said to the deputy general Luo Cheng beside him: "Put away the clothes of those soldiers who have sacrificed, and send someone to set up a mound for them in their hometown when they return to the court in the future." ”

After that, he walked into the tent alone, he has a habit of cleanliness, so every time he comes back from the battle, he must prepare water for him to bathe, but this time he let Miao Jinghuan stay outside.

Even if the wild environment is simple, it does not affect the mood of everyone, one by one, they are a little drunk, of course, the cautious Yi Qingyi still leaves a team of soldiers to keep watch for the night.

During the banquet, some soldiers began to drink and breathe out unclear words, with big tongues, and even the usual reverence for the generals had been forgotten, and they all clamored to respect their handsome generals like gods.

Yi Qing's wild pouring also showed a total amount of alcohol that was completely inconsistent with his slightly reserved character, almost a large amount of people who did not refuse to come, and did not pour a thousand glasses.

Miao Xinghuan, who was standing behind her, had been searching for Ah Ya who was injured in her buttocks but was still pulled out to work, she was a little worried, but then when she thought of her situation, she laughed coldly in her heart, and she was still in the mood to worry about others, and now the general must know that there are fine works in the camp, and he is waiting to be caught, and he will be cut with a thousand knives. The battle was won, she was happy and painful, and her kiss was only afraid that she would have to cross the Nai He Bridge.

After a slight sweep of the crowd, I saw Ah Ya walking very twisted with his ass pouting, he was spreading vegetables at the banquet at this time, sweating profusely, but his hands and feet were very neat, and sure enough, he was the same as himself, and he couldn't steal a little!

Suddenly, all the bonfires around the venue were extinguished, and the people who were still drinking were shocked, but after a moment of darkness, there was no sound, but I saw that the fireflies in the forest all flew to the center of the field as if someone was guiding, and a pleasant bell rang on the ground, and Miao Miao's voice was heard, "Today's general has returned triumphantly, and Cuizhu is willing to dance to help the fun!" ”

I only heard its voice, but I didn't see its people, but at this time, under the illumination of more and more fireflies, it revealed the appearance of an immortal.

Dressed in red, the slender waist is decorated with a lot of golden bells, a crisp and pleasant ringtone comes from a slight movement, the woman's eyebrows are painted with a purple flower, like a dream, the face of the goose egg is only slightly powdered, it is already really amazing, the black hair that has been combed up, at this time it is scattered, lining the face more coquettish. Three thousand green silks poured out, emitting a faint light in the little fluorescent, like the Milky Way dotted in the sky.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have bamboo music to accompany this dance!" After speaking, Yi Qingfang, who had been sitting on the main seat and did not move, got up himself, picked two bamboo leaves from the bamboo in front of the forest, held on to the leaves, slowly came to the middle of the field, and sipped the leaves between his lips and played them with interest.

As soon as the ethereal, ethereal bamboo sound sounded, Cuizhu stepped on the brisk steps and danced in vain, spinning, jumping, shaking, every dance step has never gone wrong, with bamboo sound, bell sound, stepping on the ethereal dance steps, in a little spark, looking at the two from a distance is the sum of heaven.

Miao Xinghuan, who was standing upright, suddenly felt a little weak, and felt that the two people in the field were dazzlingly tight, but to find why, Miao Jinghuan was fruitless.

After a dance, the audience was silent, but after a short pause, there was a warm applause, all of them turned red and clapped their hands vigorously, they were rough people, when had they ever seen such a delicate dance, and now they saw it, and they were not clapping their hands here.

When Cuizhu was held by Yi and sat next to him, the people who had quieted down below were boiling again, and the fire of gossip was burning brightly.

One by one, they all whispered, the content was nothing more than that, sure enough, the general liked the Cuizhu girl, or, the Cuizhu girl's talent and talent were just right with the general, and so on.

The rekindled bonfire lit up the whole banquet again, and Miao Xinghuan blinked her eyes violently, astringent, very uncomfortable, it must be the reason why she couldn't adapt to the light all of a sudden.

Cuizhu said softly on the seat, "Crazy, dance, my whole body is boring, and it looks hard to look at the vegetables." He squinted at Miao Xinghuan standing on the side again.

Yi Qingfang also followed her gaze to Miao Xinghuan, and after a while, she nodded slightly, and Miao Jinghuan, who was no longer willing, had to bite the bullet, busy before and after, nodding and waisting to cover the dishes for Cuizhu.

"Everybody's quiet! Today's delicacies have just come out of the pot, so you can taste it. Yi Qing's slightly shallow words made Miao Xinghuan hear the taste of blood.

I saw more than a dozen people working together to carry a large cauldron, the soup in the pot was milky white, and there was still a little shredded meat, with a faint fragrance but it was particularly tempting. But Cuizhu lowered his neck, which had always been high, no longer tossed Miao Xinghuan, and sat silently.

After it was presented to the table, I saw that everyone was anxious to drink, and after taking a sip, they could no longer care about burning their mouths, and poured them into their mouths.

"Bang!" There was a crisp sound, and the people who were quietly drinking the soup seemed very abrupt, only to see the sweaty Ah Ya's face was sallow, the green tendons between his cheeks were protruding, and his eyes were huge, staring at the broth in the pot. The dishes at his feet fell into a mess.

"Huh! You kid, you're hungry too, aren't you? The interrupted crowd looked at his expression and laughed.

Yi was frivolous, hooked his lips and smiled, as bright as Roman Sahua, and the whole person looked full of demonic spirit, "Since he wants to drink, give him a bowl to drink, and drink it all." ”

Miao Jinghuan felt that Ah Ya's expression was not wanting to drink at all, but like shock and horror.

It was the chief manager Pang Lu who scooped the soup, and he was slightly dissatisfied with the milky white soup into the bowl, but he muttered in his heart, this soup Lao Tzu has never drunk it, and this Ah Ya is too ignorant.

"Put a few pieces of meat in a bowl!" Yi Qingfang is like a general who treats his subordinates leniently, taking care of him meticulously.

Pang Lu didn't dare to slack off, and put the bowl full of meat pieces in Ah Ya's cold and shrunken hands.

Ah Ya still held the bowl in his hand motionless with a sallow face, like a statue.

"Looks like I'm embarrassed to drink!" Yi lightly and casually snapped his eyes, Luo Chengcheng, the deputy general sitting under the seat, got up, took the bowl in Ah Ya's hand, and poured all the broth in his hand into Ah Ya's mouth with a skill, Ah Ya, who was struggling violently, was bound by Luo Cheng's hands, vomiting his throat and trying to spit out the soup in his mouth, but Luo Cheng lifted his chin and swallowed it all.

"Ahem! Ahem!"" Ah Ya lay on the table and retched vigorously, but she couldn't spit out anything, and tears whistled down, as if she had been brought out by retching.

Ah Ya, who was lying on the ground, trembled, and his head was firmly pressed to the ground, "Thank you, the general rewards!" "It's like a sign of gratitude.