Meng Yifei's return was like a military god coming to the world, allowing 100,000 soldiers to bow and worship. This kind of majesty is too sharp.

When Li Shimin woke up, he found himself lying in a tent.

"Brother-in-law, where is Meng Yifei?" As soon as he saw the eldest grandson Wuji, he grabbed him with one hand and almost spilled the medicinal soup in the eldest grandson Wuji's hand.

The eldest grandson Wuji was taken aback, and then put the medicinal soup on the table and said, "He just left, he should go to General Yan's tent." ”

After Li Shimin heard this, he supported his forehead with his right hand, then held his head behind his head, lowered his head, and asked calmly, "What did he do?" Answer truthfully, don't hide it. ”

"This ......" Changsun Wuji hesitated a little, but when he saw Li Shimin like this, he still said, "He met the baggage troops on the way, and after learning that we left the baggage troops to go first, he led all the soldiers to march forcibly and arrived in Jiexiu within one day. Then he distributed all the food to everyone, and he also brought the secret salt of 'snowfall', which was boiled in the pot together, and the soldiers instantly gained strength. ”

The eldest grandson Wuji roughly told Li Shimin everything Meng Yifei had done.

"Sure enough, this person is too powerful." After learning that the soldiers had recovered, he also lay down with peace of mind, his pressure in the past few days was not a little big, since Meng Yifei was here, let it be handed over to him!

After Meng Yifei arrived at Jiexiu, he was very sad when he saw the hungry soldiers, so he put down all the baggage and let the 3,000 mixed army start digging stoves and making fires, nearly 500 cauldrons, all used.

And these are far from enough, 500 cauldrons can only solve the food of 50,000 people at a time, and there are 80,000 soldiers to take care of, he sent people to send food to these soldiers who still have some strength, so that they can cook it themselves with helmets. For a time, the whole mountain was full of pits, and the smoke and fire almost burned the whole mountain.

Immediately afterwards, there was the snowfall secret salt that shocked the whole army. Gao Feiyang only sold three truckloads of snowfall secret salt that day, and the remaining two trucks he prepared specifically for Li Shimin's army. Yifei naturally knew what he meant, and wanted to let himself help again.

Two truckloads of snowfall secret salt, Meng Yifei did not hesitate, and boiled them all. No more, no less, just enough for more than 100,000 soldiers to taste often. I am used to eating bitter salt with a strange taste, and after eating the delicious secret salt this time, for a while, all the soldiers have felt a little strength, and salt can be regarded as one of the sources of strength.

Of course, everyone was shocked by these 'snowfalls', you must know that this is a royal-level tribute, since he Li Yuan established the Tang Dynasty, he has only received two cars of snowfall secret salt, and the generals did not expect that as soon as Meng Yifei made a move, it was two cars of generous. The soldiers believed that these snowfall secret salts had miraculous effects, otherwise they would not have become tributes, so they were able to restore their strength, and they also had some psychological effects.

They worship Meng Yifei even more, and they can eat the secret salt of snowfall, which is in vain for their lives. Of course, they are not fighting for salt, they are loyal to the country, it is still their belief, it is Meng Yifei's belief to them.

That night, the camp of the Li army sounded the chorus of loyalty to the country, the wolf smoke rose, the rivers and mountains looked north, and the captain Chi Jingde of the city of Jiexiu felt the tragedy and pride of his life.

Meng Yifei came, Li Jun had unprecedented cohesion, and had the pride that the soldiers missed, that kind of army is his own pursuit, not like now, standing at the head of a lonely and lonely city, touching the cold and ruthless battle flag, no blood, no faith, and no glory as a soldier.

Cold, desolate!

And the Li army camp, the military song is loud and bright, singing through the dawn, showing the glory of the army. It was a glorious time, and it deserves to be cherished forever.

At this moment, Meng Yifei didn't feel the slightest pride, he was in pain.

When he rushed to Jiexiu and solved the hunger of the soldiers, he learned that Li Shimin fainted from hunger and Yan Sheng fainted from an arrow, Li Shimin is the king is handsome and His Royal Highness, Yifei naturally saw his situation first.

He just fainted, Meng Yifei prescribed two kinds of medicine, and then let him drink some thin porridge with salt, so he immediately rushed to Yan Sheng's tent.

Yan Sheng's injury was far more serious than Meng Yifei thought, the arrow wound hurt the heart, although he received emergency treatment and stopped the bleeding, but due to excessive blood loss before, coupled with a few days of hunger, Yan Sheng was in a coma several times, and wandered around a few times before the ghost gate closed.

In this regard, Meng Yifei naturally did his best to save him. Thanks to his timely arrival, if he came one day late, maybe Yan Sheng would really have no skills.

Looking at Yan Sheng, who was lying on the bed, covered with old wounds, Meng Yifei couldn't help but shake his head again and again and sighed.

"Could it be that it's really my own reason that makes Li Shimin so crazy. Putting the lives of his subordinates at risk? How could I, Meng Yifei, ever be so terrifying? ”

When treating Li Shimin, the eldest grandson Wuji expressed Li Shimin's worries. He believes that Meng Yifei is a sensible person, and perhaps it will be better for both parties to be honest about this.

When Meng Yifei returned to Jiexiu, and those soldiers shouted for the return of the military god, Yifei knew that he was in trouble. He is no longer Li Shimin's spear, but a thorn, a thorn in his flesh.

……

"Promise me, after the Battle of Taiyuan, leave the army and return to Yizhou, if you want to enter the official career in the future, my eldest grandson Wuji will ensure your success."

"Oh? So you're making me a deserter? ”

"This ...... I know it's going to be hard for you, and I don't want to do it if I can. ”

"Yes, I want to, too, but I'm afraid that I will just go back like this, and I will not be able to see the people I love and the people who love me, and they would rather accept a man who died on the battlefield than a coward who ran away. Moreover, His Royal Highness's kindness to the Dan of Resurrection, I, Meng Yifei, must reciprocate. ”

……

Meng Yifei remembered the conversation with the eldest grandson Wuji last night, and it seemed that he had not only become a thorn in the side of Wei Chi Jingde, but also a thorn in Li Shimin's flesh.

The enemy thinks he is a ghost, and his friends think he is a dream demon, even if hundreds of thousands of people support him, he still has no place to stay.

The so-called one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and when he Meng Yifei became a tiger, he himself does not know. I really want to take refuge in Li Shimin, if not for anything else, just for the grace of the Dan of Resurrection, to be alive, to repay this kindness, you can only be alive.

"It seems that I won't stay here for long, before leaving, let me Meng Yifei create another legend!"

This will be the legend of his Meng Yifei, which only belongs to him, not to Li Shimin, and not to anyone.

In Baibi City, one side of the stone table, two shadows, sit and drink.

"Linglong, do you like him?"

"Huh? I don't know who my sister is talking about? ”

"Who do you think I'm talking about? If you like him, look for him now, or you'll never see him again. ”

"Sister, you, aren't you Lethe?"

"Lechuan is dead, I am Sangzi."

As soon as the words fell, the white-clothed Shengxue turned into a black shadow and dissipated in place, leaving only the floor wine glass, which remained on the ground.

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