Feng Nianjun was stunned for an instant, his face was blushing and dripping blood, feeling the tenderness of his daughter-in-law sister in his arms, he hugged him.

Slowly, get carried away.

Su Fenglin seemed to have sensed something, and the feather fan in his right hand appeared, hitting Feng Nianjun's hand.

"Little one, don't be cranky."

"Oh."

Feng Nianjun touched his head a little embarrassed, looking extremely embarrassed.

Who would have imagined that this Feng Major General would show such embarrassment in front of Su Fenglin?

...

The two of them stayed warm for a long time, and after their lips parted, Su Fenglin leaned on Feng Nianjun's arms, feeling the breath of a young man.

"Sister, do you want me to protect him tomorrow?"

Feng Nianjun was a little sour, he didn't expect Su Fenglin to let him protect others, and he was a man.

Hearing this, Su Fenglin arranged the hair on the young man's forehead with some amusement: "What's the matter, you're jealous?" ”

"I... Well. ”

Feng Nianjun nodded rather aggrievedly.

Su Fenglin didn't explain much, smiled again, and continued to snuggle the young man.

The two didn't say much, and everyone was burdened with heavy burdens, except for snuggling and sweetness between each other, there was nothing else.

...

The next morning, Feng Nianjun put breakfast on the table, put on his armor and went to the battlefield, and the dragon was waiting here early.

"Your Highness the Nine, are you adapting?"

Feng Nianjun raised his eyebrows, watching the dragon reverse scales wielding his long sword, quite skillful.

Long Reverse Scale smiled: "I haven't been in battle to kill the enemy for many years, and today is finally the opportunity to go to the battlefield again." ”

"In that case, let's go."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then rode away on their war horses.

"Well, the little one has grown a lot."

Su Fenglin woke up early, but refused to get up, on the one hand, she wanted to be hugged by the young man for a while, and on the other hand, she was waiting for Feng Nianjun to make her breakfast.

Put on white cloth shoes, tie up your hair, and dress up again, and you will become Mr. Drunken Moon Xuansu.

After eating the breakfast made by the young man, he stepped out of the camp with a feather fan.

This time I came to the Evil Saint Battlefield again, and the purpose was threefold, one of which was to take a look at Feng Nianjun; second, to visit the prince of the Great Zhou; Third, it is necessary to obtain an object, which will be of great use in the future.

"Mr. Sue."

Su Fenglin just stepped out of the camp tent, and as soon as he looked like a general, he bowed: "The general has an order, if he is not there, Mr. Su will be in charge of everything in the barracks." ”

"Hmm!"

Su Fenglin raised his eyebrows, and then said lightly: "I know." ”

"Whatever you command, you can command it."

"Hmm."

Su Fenglin fanned her fan and looked around the barracks, except for some seriously injured soldiers who couldn't move, the rest of the people were practicing and after watching, she nodded with satisfaction: "It can still be used." ”

After the soldiers knew that this person was Su Fenglin, they all respectfully addressed Mr. Dao Su, not because of Major General Feng.

Soldiers, only believe in strength.

Back then, Su Fenglin assisted the prince of the Great Zhou to turn the tide, and used a strange plan to resist the 30,000 army of the evil clan with 3,000 soldiers, and he did not fall behind at all, which created the title of the god of Su Fenglin's army.

Su Fenglin was helpless, if it weren't for the fact that Feng Nianjun was also among them, how could she be in danger alone?

However, she always felt that she was being calculated that time, but she didn't know who it was.

"Mr. Su, the little surname is Chen, do you want to say a few words?"

On the training ground, a deputy general was in command, looking at Su Fenglin, who was wearing a feather fan in white, and hurriedly went to say hello.

Su Fenglin shook his head: "No, let's gather, in half an hour, why don't we go to intercept the grain." ”

"Cut off grain? Half an hour? This..."The deputy general is a big man, he touched his head, he thought that he had nothing to do with himself when he went to the front line this time, but he never thought that as soon as this Mr. Su came, he was going to intercept grain.

"Questions?"

Su Fenglin glanced at the lieutenant general with a pair of eyes.

"No, this is, Mr. Su, we have enough food, the small one thinks that there is no need..."

Hearing this, Su Fenglin said with a smile: "Back then, the martial saint "Art of War" said, so the wise general should eat the enemy. Eat the enemy for one minute, and be my twenty bells; One stone, when I have twenty stones. ”

After speaking, she paused and said: "Although I have enough food and grass and sufficient troops, but robbing the enemy's grain can reduce the pressure on our army and increase the pressure on the enemy. ”

"No, no."

Vice General Chen hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, a horn sounded, and the whole army assembled.

Looking at the rapidly assembled soldiers, Su Fenglin nodded again, handed over the map hidden in his sleeve to Adjutant General Chen, and ordered: "You lead five thousand soldiers here as an interception." ”

"You." Su Fenglin pointed to the general at the gate and said, "Lead two thousand elite soldiers to attack them here, remember that you can only bluff, not really exchange fire." ”

"The last general commands."

The two knelt on the ground and spoke in unison.

"Allocate another 200 troops, and come with me—to grab grain and grass."

"Huh?"

The people didn't know what they heard, didn't they just go to grab grain and grass? How can there be...

However, Mr. Su does things, they really only need to listen.

...

Su Fenglin saw the information on the table yesterday that there was a team of evil clan's grain and grass ready to pass through this place, and the escort force was more than 5,000.

On the battlefield, the fewer people escorting grain and grass, the better, so as not to be discovered, but the number of people who escorted grain and grass reached five thousand, either it was a bluff, or the escort was extremely important.

The terrain here is rugged, with high mountains and flowing waters, and dense jungles, no matter what the terrain is, it is hidden and beneficial to the evil people.

However, judging by the terrain marked with red circles on the map, it is indeed the most likely place.

...

"I heard that you Qinglong Emperors are all dressed in fine clothes and food, but I never thought that you would have the material to go into battle to kill the enemy."

At the end of a war, Feng Nianjun and Long Reverse Scale sat on the city wall, drinking 'Jun Mo Xiao' and looking at the devastation, without the slightest wave in their eyes, it was commonplace.

"Wind boy, I really admire the scales, ordinary boys, at your age, you may still be studying, enjoying food and wine, think that Major General Feng is used to seeing such bloody scenes at a young age, this is a young hero."

"Alas, I didn't say what I have, let's go back when you earn enough merits." Feng Nianjun looked at the other side.

It was another place in the Evil Saint Battlefield, led by Jiang Wuwu, the son of the princes of the Great Zhou.

People in the world say that the Great Zhou Dynasty is the thousand-year-old royal capital, standing in the fierce offensive of the evil clan without falling, and the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty is the future of the mainland.

But, who knows the suffering of these soldiers?

They did not hesitate to fight on the battlefield of the Evil Saint, just to protect the glory of the continent.

When Feng Nianjun thought of this, his eyes couldn't help but dim a little...

"That's right, Major General Wind." As if thinking of something, Long Reverse Scale asked in a low voice, "You and the Lord of Drunken Moon Xuanxuan, but-partnership?" ”