On the ruins of Renwu Village, a temporary nest was dug out, a breast wall was erected outside, a trench was dug, and a watchtower was set up, and a defense system was built in a short period of time.

Needless to say, those who rebuilt Renwu Village were all from Renzi Village. Renwu Village controls the passage here, looking north at the snowfield, if you want to fight with the green wolf of the Deacon, it is really a good point. After recapturing this room, Xu Le had no intention of letting it out, so he arranged for Cao Wusui to rebuild this room.

Although Cao Wusui is not good at going into battle, but he is familiar with the people in the border area, and he ordered Renzi Village to come to one or two hundred Ding Zhuang, many of whom are still attached to the mountain hunters who spend the winter in Renzi Village in winter, and they have come here in one day, and they have started to work overnight, and they can dig out enough land for hundreds of people to live in one night, and they have also built a horse shed. The breastwall and the trench were also half in shape.

Xu Le fought desperately in front, and the people in the border areas were also very simple, that is, they put all their strength out and worked hard!

The Turks went deep and caused war and destruction, and the people in the border areas really experienced too much. When the Turks enter the country, it is tossing and turning, it is life and death, and it is worrying in the stockade. Now there is a young general, flying soldiers, in one fell swoop to annihilate the Turkic forward, and even raise troops to the Turkic camp, to suppress the Turks do not dare to go deep, as a border people, even if they are tired and half dead in this ice and snow, what can they do?

These people had been working all night, and they didn't have time to catch their breath. Xu Le, who had fought a battle in front, retreated. Everyone was covered in blood, and the war horse neighed, as if he was praising everyone, under the leadership of Xu Le, everyone was another big victory!

The villagers and the people in the mountains who came from Renzi Village were already tired to death, and they wanted to rest for a while before working. At this time, they were all excited, and they were busy boiling hot water, and galloping down the mountain to pick up these horses, help them take care of them, wash them, and bring them into the stable, and then offer all kinds of essences saved from between their teeth.

As for those armorers, they were guarded by the stars like the moon, helping to remove their armor and take care of it, and the hot soup was served immediately. The people in the border areas don't have any literary words, and the poetry and wine of Luoyang, Chang'an, have nothing to do with them. will only raise a dark face, and what he can't stop talking about is those words: "Master Jun, good fight!" ”

Xu Le is the focus of everyone's attention, and every ordinary person is looking at this young general who is beyond everyone's cognition and is so brave and fierce that it is beyond imagination.

When Xu Le took off his armor and took off his armor. Everyone gasped.

Beneath the visor was a handsome and gentle young man. Because of the exhaustion after the fierce battle, and the blood loss from some small wounds, his face was a little pale, and he looked almost weak. Taking off his armor, his body was as straight as a sword, but he looked a little thin.

This kind of character like a good son, but he was attacked by flying soldiers, and the corpses of the green wolves of the ruling family were piled up all over the pits and valleys. At this moment, the front of Renwu Village is still full of blood!

Maybe it was because he had just experienced a fierce battle, although Xu Le looked gentle, and even nodded to the people around him with a gentle smile. But that sharp murderous aura has not dissipated. Condensed around the body, like substance. These people were separated by a few steps, and they still felt goosebumps on their skin, and they didn't know how many Turkic green wolves were riding ghosts, crying and screaming behind Xu Le, all the people, in front of Xu Le, couldn't say half a word of praise, and could only look at Xu Le's figure with awe!

The people are like this, Xu Le can only shake his head and smile. Originally, I wanted to show favor with them, showing that I was brave when I was fighting, and I was still a good person to get along with............

Cao Wusui had the courage to snatch it from the side, that is, he led everyone back all the way, and he didn't have a mouth to praise Heng'an Jiaqi and Xuanjia Riding along the way, and I don't know how much he said, his voice was a little hoarse, as the owner of the village, he was always bolder, and reached out to grab the reins of the dragon-swallowing dragon: "Le Langjun, we take care of everything, fight hard all the way, hurry up and rest, hot soup and hot water, we can't be short of you brothers to death of hunger and thirst, just rest assured!" If we can't attack us, the guards will warn us in time, but it is our best job! ”

The dragon swallowing reins were snatched over, and the divine horse neighed dissatisfiedly, tilting his head to look at Cao Wusui, who was barely an acquaintance, so he gave face and let Cao Wusui take it away. Cao Wusui had already arranged for someone to prepare the best bean material for Swallowing Dragon, which was enough to eat for three other horses, so how could he serve the master of Swallowing Dragon well!

Xu Le passed by, and the people consciously got out of the way, silently following Xu Le's figure with their eyes.

Han Yue and Buli still followed Xu Le inch by inch, and walked along the mountain road with him.

Xu Le's big hair had been dyed red, the little wolf girl's chestnut hair was flying, and Han Yue's figure was as tall as a mountain. Behind them, there is a group of warriors who have fought a hundred battles, such a scene, although these people can't say anything literary, but they only feel that for ten years and a hundred years, they can't forget the demeanor of today's Le Langjun!

On the ruins of Renwu Village, there was just a smell of food, and the people who survived a hundred battles did not go into the ground to rest, but sat in the snow. At this time, there is no difference between the Xuanjia Ride and the Hengan Jiaqi, everyone is just holding the hot soup and hot wine, chatting about the war they have just experienced, and everyone is comparing and bursting into laughter from time to time. The pride of the border boy is revealed in the snow.

This is the favorite life of a border boy, fighting, good wine, scorching weather, and tough enemies. What does it mean to die on the couch?

And Xu Le has already built a tent, which is the tent used by the original Zhibi Sili. All the utensils of the little prince of the Zhibi family were accepted by Xu Le honestly and unceremoniously.

At this time, Han Yue was clumsily wrapping Xu Le's wounds. Xu Le is naked, he definitely belongs to the type of skinny and unclothed with flesh, the muscles on his body are distinct, strong and powerful, Xu Dang's more than ten years of polishing have created a body of muscles and bones that can withstand the most fierce fights.

At this moment, his body was full of bruises from blunt blows, and all kinds of abrasions, and a spear came in through the crack in the armor leaf, and opened a terrible wound on his body, and I don't know how much blood was shed.

Han Yue was wrapping Xu Le in strips of cloth, his fingers were as thick as mallets, and he couldn't do anything. Sometimes when he exerts too much force, Xu Le is grinning for a while.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded, and then Han Yue seemed to be driven away, and it was a cold little hand that touched Xu Le's skin. The person behind him has been replaced by a little wolf girl.

The cold little hand that stepped away was indescribably dexterous, and in the blink of an eye, Xu Le's wound was properly wrapped, but the little hand seemed to be a little flustered, always avoiding touching Xu Le's skin.

Xu Le didn't say a word, and his face was slightly feverish, but he tried his best to keep his composure.

Just as this subtle atmosphere was permeating the tent, Han Yue's loud voice rang out again: "Le Langjun, Liu Ying has hit!" ”