After arranging Qinglong to lie down in a separate barracks, Cheng Huan walked to the military tent of the commander on the other side with Tianjun in his arms.

At this time, Cheng Huan was already wet with heavy clothes.

The wound on his right shoulder burst open again, and a little blood stain had already soaked the white snow-white coat, and printed a bright red strange flower.

"Mother, your shoulder ......" At this time, Tianjun also sensed that something was wrong with Cheng Huan, and looked at Cheng Huan's right shoulder and exclaimed.

Fortunately, Cheng Huan had already swept into the barracks and locked Tianjun's exclamation in the room.

"It will take about half an hour for your drug to completely dissipate, so let's get some sleep first." Cheng Huan's face did not show any abnormality at all, and he still smiled quietly through the veil and said softly.

"However, mother's ......" Tianjun was not at ease, lying on the bed with a pair of black eyes, but still looking at Chenghuan's right shoulder worriedly.

There, bright red flowers are growing and expanding.

Cheng Huan's face became more and more pale, but there was still that calming power between his eyebrows.

"It's fine, it's just a small injury, and you'll be fine when you wake up." Cheng Huan just sat on the edge of the bed, patted Tianjun's back and said softly.

Her words seemed to contain magic, and within a moment Tianjun fell into a deep dream.

The immature face looked serene, as if he was dreaming a peaceful dream.

At this time, Cheng Huan gently untied his white snow-like clothes, took off the blood-soaked cloth layer by layer, and examined the injury on his right shoulder.

The dead gray carrion had been sliced away, and all that remained was the flesh and bones of the white and the bright red.

Layers of cold sweat covered Cheng Huan's body again, and at this time, her face, which was covered by the white veil, showed a trace of pain.

The shoulder injury was repeated again and again, and the bone-eating pain was hard for ordinary people to imagine if they didn't feel it personally.

"You're always so strong." At this time, Ouyang Gurong's voice of infinite pity suddenly sounded.

In a sweep, Ouyang Gurong came to Cheng Huan, and his big knuckled hand lightly covered Cheng Huan's eyebrows, gently smoothing the wrinkles there.

Cheng Huan was slightly stunned, she had always been proud of her superior hearing.

Now Ouyang Gurong watched quietly from the side for a while, but she didn't notice it.

"Why don't you say it?" Another sigh of pity, Ouyang Gurong's big hand had changed direction, and he took the white cloth in Cheng Huan's left hand.

Skillfully wrapped the white cloth heavily on Cheng Huan's right shoulder, and under Ouyang Gurong's sharp black eyes, there was a faint cold light as cold as ice.

Ten years ago, it was Cheng Huan who fell off the cliff.

Unexpectedly, after ten years, the old eunuch who was hiding behind everyone was still unwilling to let go of their pair of hard-working mandarin ducks.

Ten years later, Cheng Huan reappeared, but it didn't take long for him to be covered in bruises.

There are also the green dragon and the white tiger, and the thousands of iron cavalry.

This is a pen and a record, and Ouyang Gurong will have to negotiate it back with the old eunuch sooner or later.

"Boss, several generals are already waiting outside the barracks." At this time, a clear male voice sounded outside the house.

"Ask them to wait in the outhouse for a moment." Ouyang Gurong commanded in a deep voice.

Only then did Cheng Huan stretch out his hand to block the movement in Ouyang Gurong's hand, and a pair of ink-splashed pupils were filled with quiet and peaceful power.

"You go quickly, the military situation is tight, and there is no delay." Cheng Huan said softly.

As he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, stretched out his left hand and took the heavy white cloth in Ouyang Gurong's hand.

After a big battle on the eve of yesterday, both their own side and the enemy army suffered a lot of losses.

In such a situation, the probability of the opponent counterattacking is also very great.

What Ouyang Gurong represents now is the battle situation in the entire northern Xinjiang.

Any change in the slightest movement is very likely to interfere with this war related to the stability of Yuntian's country.

Ouyang Gurong nodded slightly, put away the gentle love between his eyebrows, and walked away to the outhouse coldly and arrogantly.

"Boss, the other party is still camped twenty miles outside the barracks, and there will probably be a counteroffensive soon." At this time, the news of a soldier's report flowed into Cheng Huan's ears.

Cheng Huan's jade hand, wrapped in a white cloth, couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard this.

Although he had long expected that this would be a vicious battle, the other party's rapid arrival was obviously beyond Cheng Huan's expectations.

They have all set up camp and settled down, and it seems that the other party is also ready to take this border pass.

At present, only half of the iron cavalry in the barracks is left, and the rest of the soldiers have long since lost their sassy and heroic appearance after the fatigue of the past ten years.

Although it is supported by the Iron Cavalry, it will not make the disparity in strength between the two sides so great that it is impossible to close the distance.

However, if the war continues for a long time, I am afraid that sooner or later the state and Taiguan will be in danger.

"How many troops are left in the army besides the Iron Cavalry?" I only heard Ouyang Gurong ask in a deep voice.

"Not counting the Iron Cavalry, the remaining infantry and cavalry, there are still 30,000 available troops." One of the men replied respectfully.

"Send the order down, let everyone rest well, and gather on the point field in the afternoon." After a while, Ouyang Gurong continued to command in a deep voice.

As soon as this order came out, it was naturally full of uproar.

Cheng Huan had already stopped the movements of his hands, and instead sat quietly on the bed and patted Tianjun lightly, so that the little children could sleep more comfortably.

Regarding Ouyang Gurong's sudden decision, Cheng Huan already had a little understanding in his heart.

In today's situation, if you have a long-term confrontation with the enemy, it will definitely not work.

First of all, regardless of whether the Iron Cavalry can recover or not, the strength of the army has long been much worse than before, and if it fights a protracted war, it can only end up with a disillusionment of the army.

If you want to win now, you want to come to Ouyang Gurong to outwit.

It was only in tonight's battle that there was a faint posture of a backwater.

"Boss, the last general thinks......" The other man opened his mouth, as if trying to persuade something.

Cheng Huan heard the familiar sound of waving his wide sleeves, and Ouyang Gurong's calm and arrogant voice sounded, "This king is free to take measures, go and pass the order." ”

Then, Cheng Huan only heard the sound of clothes rustling and footsteps fading away.

Ouyang Gurong had been galloping on the battlefield for several years, and the matter of marching troops had become a part of his life.

Therefore, even if it is a surprise move now, the main generals who are guarding the Taiguan of the state do not dare to have any objections.

Because Ouyang Gurong is in the battle situation in Northern Xinjiang, it is equivalent to an undefeated myth.

The sound of everyone's footsteps gradually disappeared in his ears, and Cheng Huan got up and walked out of the outhouse.

Ouyang Gurong, who was arrogant and indifferent in front of people, was standing by the window at this time, and his back slightly revealed a gloomy posture.

Lianbu moved lightly to Ouyang Gurong's side, and followed his line of sight to see that there was a vast white world outside.

Although it is already the beginning of spring, the climate in northern Xinjiang is just the coldest season of the year.

The wind and snow have stopped, but the mountains covered by layers of snow and ice have long since lost their verdant and lush color.

"But you're going to fight against the odds?" After watching quietly for a while, Cheng Huan broke the silence of the room and asked softly.

"It's cold in spring, and no matter which side can't last long." Ouyang Gurong just replied indifferently.

Cheng Huan laughed warmly, hearing Ouyang Gurong's response, she knew that Ouyang Gurong must have the certainty of victory in her heart.

"The northern frontier is not as good as the south, the ice and snow are in the sky, you don't cherish yourself like this." Ouyang Gurong saw that Cheng Huan was still wearing a thin shirt, and couldn't help frowning his eyebrows and said softly.

As he spoke, he also untied the heavy animal skin on his body, wrapping the petite Chenghuan as a whole.

No matter how cruel the battle situation is in front of her, when facing Cheng Huan, Ouyang Gurong is just the man who loves and protects her wholeheartedly.

For the things that he is determined to protect, he will not allow them to suffer the slightest bit no more.

"I will personally go out to fight at night, capture the enemy generals, and you will take Tianjun here to wait for the news of my triumph." After a while, as if he was not at ease, Ouyang Gurong continued to ask.

Looking at the composure between Ouyang Gurong's eyebrows, Cheng Huan also nodded obediently.

At night, because of their negligence, Tianjun and Gu Nan faced such a dangerous situation alone.

What's more, the injury on Cheng Huan's right shoulder is still a scourge now, and staying in the barracks will not cause Ouyang Gurong to be distracted and confused.