She sat alone on the shore to rest, the withered yellow weeds were dry and thick, the cold wind was bleak, and the endless could be seen, but it also seemed quiet. Drowsiness and tiredness gradually set in. Fanyin took out the picture screen in her pocket, which the Lord had left for her before leaving. Originally, the main general wanted to leave her the film and painting of the Ministry of Military Affairs himself, but was rejected by Fanyin. She always felt that the Ministry of Military Affairs was more at ease with her own things, and the main general was about to go deep into Jingyue Lake, and she had to keep in touch with the deputy general at all times.

Seeing that Sanskrit refused to accept it, Beitang Muren kept the pictures assigned to him by the Ministry of Communications. Now she looked at the picture in her hand, thinking about whether to connect with the Ministry of Military Affairs, after all, if she did, the National Orthodox Hall would inevitably get her whereabouts.

After thinking about it for a moment or two, Fanyin raised his hand and threw the film screen into the air, and the picture of the Ministry of Military Affairs immediately appeared on it. She thought to herself that it was necessary to let the lieutenant general know the real-time situation, and the surrounding terrain deployment could be seen by the lieutenant through the video screen.

As for the Guozheng Hall, although Sanskrit has a bad heart, it is expected that they will not be able to make any big waves. Since they want to review the operational situation of the Ministry of Military Affairs at any time, let them examine it. It is nothing more than wanting to compete for one or two highs and lows, and show their supreme and respectful status in Lingdu. As for the detailed work, they can only wait for their class teacher to return to the court, and then do an investigation, and it is too early to speak.

Thinking about it this way, Sanskrit still opened a signal connection with the Ministry of Military Affairs. She was only responsible for marching and fighting, and the rest of her ears were not affected. After a brief correspondence with the lieutenant, Sanskrit fell asleep on the grassy bank. The palm-sized shadow screen stayed quietly in mid-air, looming, rotating, transmitting the surrounding situation.

During the Sanskrit "quick sleep", Yaya sat in the military and political department and finally ate the first bite of pasta in the past five days. The expression on his face was also slightly softened.

"You can go and rest for a while, too. Tiankuo walked to Yaya's side and said softly.

"No, I'm going to keep watch here. Yaya said softly. Seeing this, Tiankuo didn't persuade much, turned around and walked out of the conference room.

On the side of the Guozheng Hall, the crowd dispersed in waves and waves. None of the commanders of the divisions stayed in the middle of the night and did not return. Ji Zhong even went out to "watch the battle" in the evening of the night before, in the name of sending his wife to rest.

"Li'er's mother, Li'er's mother, the one who was next to the fifth minister just now is Li'er, I'm not mistaken. A young woman's voice, she patted the woman next to her. The Li Er she said was Su Li, the spiritual cardinal who was in charge of keeping the Gnosis Grass.

Li'er's mother was stiff, her hands were tightly hugged in front of her chest, she had been in this position since yesterday evening, Li'er's mother said in a hurry: "It's Li'er, it's Li'er, he really went to the front line." The woman's strong voice was filled with unbearable sourness. Her husband left early, she grew up alone with Su Li, and at this time her only son was on the front line, and her mother, standing in the cold winter, instantly seemed to be ten years old.

"Dad Shu'er, go back to our house and get a thicker coat for Li'er's mother, it's not okay to be so cold again. The slightly thin woman said to her husband beside her.

"Are you here on your own?"

"I'm fine, I'll stay with Li'er's mother, you go and come back quickly." With that, the woman let go of her husband's hand, grabbed her mother on the side, and said softly: "Mother Li'er, Li'er is fine, isn't it good, you see that Minister Bai and the fifth minister have praised him, you are a little relieved." The woman said, brushing Li'er's mother's back.

"Alas!" the woman listened with a sour feeling, and then she remembered that Shu'er was in the second branch, and the ministers of the second branch were already on the front line, so that Shu'er must also be on the front line. She turned her head to look at the woman who was much thinner than herself, and hurriedly pulled her hand tightly and said, "Shu'er is fine, Shu'er is fine!"

The woman nodded, but she hadn't found her son's shadow in the images teleported back from the front. The second division and Tang You's third echelon were together, there were many soldiers, and the film and picture screens were far away, so she couldn't see her son at all. I can only look forward to the safe return of my son.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Sanskrit woke up after a quick sleep on the grass bank for two hours. The soreness in her muscles was relieved, and she was a little thirsty and came to the shore alone. The water in the kettle has long been empty.

Looking at the ice on the river, Fanyin was stunned for a while, and then punched down. The solid surface of the ice was carved out of a fist-sized hole by Sanskrit, and shattered ice cubes were scattered all around. Sanskrit Yin picked up a piece casually, put it in his mouth, and it was time to drink water.

After days of running around, her face was covered with dust and frost, and she found a shoal. After a few punches, a stream gradually overflowed. Fanyin held the cold stream in her hand and threw it on her face, once, twice, it was cold and biting, but it also made her completely sober. The stream flowed down her silky cheeks to her chin, and her hair was wet, and a few strands of hair stuck to the side of her face, showing off her beautiful and handsome appearance, and she slammed it on her face with ice water a few times, which was very comfortable.

Then I sent a few mouthfuls of water from the stream and drank it. Fanyin wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth with her cuffs, stood up, and took a few deep breaths of fresh air, which was very refreshing.

"Come out. Sanskrit said lightly. It doesn't sound like she's speaking to the Ministry of Military Affairs. "Hmph," Seeing that there was no sound around, Fanyin sneered and said, "It's like a dog, what are you doing lying there? Get out of here!" Fanyin flicked his sleeves and wrists, and tied the cufflinks that he had loosened when he washed his face just now.

I saw that there was movement in the haystack of Artemisia jabala not far from the shore. The pile of artemisia grass swung more and more, and it looked like some behemoth was moving.

Before the thing appeared, Sanskrit giggled again, and it made people's hearts numb when they heard it: "It's quite similar, but it's a beast, and he knows how to be a man with his tail between his legs." It's really not as good as your brother's two brushes. There is a lot of anger and ridicule in the Sanskrit words, and there is already a fire in my heart, and now that I meet it, it is just right to spread it.

The thing heard the words of Sanskrit, and suddenly jumped into the air from the pile of artemisia grass in the distance, ten meters long. I felt that the monster's body jumped higher and could really block most of the sun. A bright mane with a cold light shows the noble and heroic spirit.

When Fanyin saw that thing jumping up, he was also shocked in his heart, this guy's size was even bigger than the Xiumi real body he had seen before!

"Who do you say you are brutes!" the monster roared, and the aftershocks could be felt in the air, and it seemed that it was about to cross to the current Sanskrit sound. Sanskrit Yin exerted force on his toes, and retreated suddenly, his body like a shuttle, and he was separated from it in an instant.

"Say you! Is there anyone else here!" the Sanskrit voice said mockingly, not in the slightest bit frightened by the behemoth.