Because of what happened last time, Zuo Ling has been avoiding Xu Jiangxi these days, if nothing else, he just doesn't want to see Xu Jiangxi, or he is still shy and has no face to see people. However, Zuo Ling couldn't see Xu Jiangxi if he wanted to, because there was a war ahead.

Before dawn, Zuo Ling was awakened by the sound of a trumpet, and outside the tent was the sound of heavy, steady footsteps, stepping from the ground through the bed into his ears, deafening.

Zuo Ling was awakened and couldn't sleep, listening to this urgent gathering, he also guessed what he was going to do. Hurriedly packed up and dressed, and Zuo Ling also came out.

The camps were illuminated by torches, and the clearing was full of soldiers who were black and oppressive, and they merged with the shadows in the firelight. Everyone's expressions were serious and resolute, vowing to drive the enemy out of the border and return to the pure land of their homeland.

Zuo Ling looked at Xu Jiangxi on the leading black horse from a distance, with black armor and a spear in his hand, and the whole person exuded a cold and murderous atmosphere, which made people frightened and afraid to approach.

It was also at this time that Zuo Ling realized that Xu Jiangxi was a general, a general who guarded his home and country. He who has been at the border for more than ten years should be cold-blooded, murderous, and afraid to approach. But Zuo Ling recalled that from falling into Xu Jiangxi's bathtub to kissing the tip of his nose, Zuo Ling never felt the murderous aura on Xu Jiangxi's body.

Xu Jiangxi looked back from afar, and saw Zuo Ling in the shadows, her face was full of worry. Xu Jiangxi knew that Zuo Ling was worried about himself, and his heart was warmer than before.

It turned out that some people were worried that it was this feeling.

With an order, Xu Jiangxi rushed out with his soldiers, and the heavy iron cavalry stirred up layers of loess flying smoke.

"Don't worry!" Bai Lao didn't know when he came to Zuo Ling's side and comforted him gently.

"Father-in-law, why do you want to fight?" Zuo Ling asked. She lived in a prosperous place, where her country was strong and united, and her people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and she had never been so close to war.

"The True Jin Kingdom has always been ambitious, and the kings of the past generations have even caused wars to expand their territory, and in addition to Dayan, the surrounding countries have also been harassed!" Bai Lao sighed.

"That'...... Why did the war with Ohiko last for ten years? Zuo Ling was a little sad, for ten years, the people who died on the battlefield, their blood was enough to stain Huangling Pass.

"Dayan has always been strong and weak, especially after the general's father died in battle, the Zhenjin Kingdom also attacked our Dayan because of this!" Bai Lao was also dyed with a layer of sadness as he spoke, and his face under the firelight looked even older.

"General...... He ......, "Zuo Ling didn't know enough about Xu Jiangxi, and when he heard Bai Lao mention Xu Jiangxi's father, he wanted to ask, but because his predecessor had passed away, he couldn't speak."

"The general grew up under the watchful eyes of the old man, and their Xu family has been a military general since the founding of the country, and they are the main pillars of Dayan, with outstanding achievements and fruitful results!" Bai Lao said and fell into a memory, and his face also showed a sense of pride.

"The general's grandfather was named the Marquis of Flame after repelling the Zhenjin Kingdom, and after the old lady died, the general's father inherited the position of the marquis, and soon after gave birth to the general...... The good times didn't last long, the general was about ten years old, and the Zhenjin Kingdom came to attack again, and the Hou Ye fought for ten years, and finally the Zhenjin Kingdom was defeated and surrendered,...... Master Hou also died in battle because of this......"

"Not long after, the True Jin Kingdom took advantage of Dayan's absence to guard the border pass, and once attacked Dayan!" There was a hint of hatred in Bai Lao's eyes.

Zuo Ling didn't speak, and listened quietly.

"The general is young and promising, and the martial arts and military art are even more powerful than his father, and he is ordered to resist real gold for the general in danger, and the battle in this Huangling Pass is also ten years ......"

"General...... Still have family? Zuo Ling asked.

"The general's uncles and cousins were also killed in battle, and the rest of the family are all female dependents and younger brothers, but they are all the widows of his uncles!" Bai Lao said.

"In this way, he is the only one in this room of his family!" Zuo Ling said, his eyes looked deeply in the direction of the battlefield, his eyes were full of worry and distress.

On the battlefield, General Xu was a little red-eyed, and the soldiers under him were very excited. Ten years of war have long made them put life and death on the line, and they have only one goal, which is to knock the people of the True Gold Kingdom off the battlefield!

The main general of the other party's Zhenjin Kingdom has been replaced, and the Zhenjin Kingdom retreated dozens of miles before, because their lord was shot through the chest by Xu Jiangxi with an arrow, and it seemed that he was dead. All the real gold countries have selected another main general to take over, and in Xu Jiangxi's opinion, the new main general is just a new soul under Xu Jiangxi's spear.

The war lasted for a long time, and from dawn to near evening, the front line was constantly carrying back the wounded. Zuo Ling looked at the soldiers covered in blood, his heart was stuffy, and the sound of weapons intersecting made Zuo Ling even more dizzy.

Zuo Ling tried his best to adapt himself to the sound of war, to adapt to the blood in front of him, to adapt to the quiet passage of life. But Zuo Ling couldn't do it, she hadn't experienced war, she hadn't seen anyone die in front of her.

It's a devastating feeling.

Zuo Ling helped Bai Lao, she endured the discomfort to bandage the wounds of the wounded, and the blood also stained her dress.

There was a soldier Zuo Ling who recognized him, it was the one who told her last time that Xu Jiangxi was still a child, and now he was covered in blood, and there was a terrifying knife on his chest, which made his ribs come out directly.

The soldier was still very young, only about twenty years old, and in modern times he was only a college student, and now he had no breath.

Bai Lao failed to save him.

Zuo Ling couldn't help it, or maybe the tears had already soaked her face, but she didn't know it.

"Just get used to it!" Bai Lao was only comforted. He had seen too much, from the warm body to the cold corpse, Bai Lao was already numb.

Zuo Ling wiped his tears, wiped the blood stains from the dead soldier's face, and helped him gently close his half-open eyes; The blood from the soldier's hands was also wiped clean, leaving him with his hands folded on his abdomen, which made him look peaceful.

The other soldiers looked at Zuo Ling's movements, their eyes a little moist. After the soldiers died, no one sorted out their appearance, they all dug a pit and buried them directly, and even the corpses could not be sent back to their hometowns for burial, and the coffins at home were full of clothes before death.

"Little lady...... Don't cry......" One soldier comforted in a hoarse voice, he was also badly wounded, and the gauze wrapped around his right eye was still oozing blood.

"That's how war is!" Another soldier looked at the sky and muttered.

Zuo Ling nodded, biting his lip tightly, and tending to the wounded man's wounds.

Throughout the day, Zuo Ling followed behind Bai Lao to help, applying medicine, boiling medicine, stitches, and bandaging. Patiently and gently drank medicine, fed water, and fed the soldiers.

Zuo Ling has not yet adapted, and he will not be able to adapt. She could only silently do what she was doing, and the soldiers saw Zuo Ling's discomfort, and comforted her with a smile even though she was covered in blood. However, this made Zuo Ling even more uncomfortable, it was they who were hurt, and they were the ones who lost their names, why were they comforted?

They are the ones who need more comfort!

In fact, the soldiers are also numb, every time there is a battle, someone dies, and the brother who sleeps next to you will also die in the next moment, they are sad, and they are silently sad.

The court only compensated them for their deaths, and the family could only hope that they were still alive until the war was over. And no one will cry for them except their families.

And Zuo Ling really shed tears for them and felt sorry for them. They were moved, so they naturally carefully comforted Zuo Ling.

At night, the sound of fighting on the battlefield slowly subsided, and the front came to report that the real Jin Kingdom had been repulsed again.

Zuo Ling is still sad, but he was repulsed, they will still come back, and someone will still die. On this day, Zuo Ling was not happy, not happy at all, as if he had returned to the day when his parents died, and it was also the feeling of being depressed and making people unable to breathe.

Zuo Ling had no appetite and couldn't eat anything, she suddenly felt that her surroundings were very strange, and the sudden wind seemed to be malicious. Zuo Ling was afraid, she had to find a corner to curl herself up, others couldn't see her, and she couldn't see others.

"Why are you here?" A calm voice rang out.

Zuo Ling looked up, Xu Jiangxi was standing in front of her, dressed in armor, and there was still the cold air on his face after the killing.

Xu Jiangxi looked at Zuo Ling's eyes were a little red and swollen, and he looked very pitiful, and he couldn't help but pity her in his heart.

As soon as Xu Jiangxi came back, he went to visit the wounded soldiers, and the soldiers were always in a good mood, even if they were seriously injured, as long as they were still alive, they could still drink and laugh.

Xu Jiangxi also knew from them that Zuo Ling had been crying all day.

"Bai Lao said that you haven't eaten, are you sick?" Xu Jiangxi squatted down and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Zuo Ling's eyes, and asked softly.

Zuo Ling looked at Xu Jiangxi, and the tears in his eyes suddenly couldn't be stopped. threw himself into Xu Jiangxi's arms and whimpered and cried.

Xu Jiangxi saw that Zuo Ling was sad, gently brushed her back, and coaxed softly: "Good, don't cry!" ”

Zuo Ling's hand holding Xu Jiangxi tightened a little, this man always gave her a full sense of security and made her feel at ease.

Xu Jiangxi held Zuo Ling like this for about half an hour, patiently comforting her in the process, Zuo Ling's crying slowly stopped, looking up and his face was full of tears and snot, and Xu Jiangxi's armor was rubbed.

"Stop crying?" Xu Jiangxi gently wiped Zuo Ling's face, and said, "It's like a little cat!" ”

Zuo Ling pursed his lips and woke up with snot, "You will only say a word stop crying, and there are no other words!" ”

Xu Jiangxi smiled silently and rubbed Zuo Ling's broken hair, "Okay, good!" I'm stupid, can you eat with me? ”

Zuo Ling nodded in response, raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on Xu Jiangxi's face, and found that it was not his blood, so Zuo Ling was relieved again.

Zuo Ling rubbed Xu Jiangxi's cheeks, and the stubble made his palms itch, but his heart was sour.

Looking at the distress in Zuo Ling's eyes, Xu Jiangxi's heart was warm, and his big hand was attached to Zuo Ling's small hand, "I'm fine!" ”

Zuo Ling accompanied Xu Jiangxi to eat some food, but she really didn't have an appetite, so she just ate a few bites in the end. After a while, Xiao Yan came in with a few soldiers, probably to discuss the issue of war.

"General?" Seeing that Zuo Ling was also there, Xiao Yan questioned.

Zuo Ling also knew that what Xu Jiangxi and they were going to discuss was confidential, and he should have disturbed them, and it was time for him to go back to his tent.

"Nothing!" Before Zuo Ling could speak, Xu Jiangxi said. He didn't want Zuo Ling to leave.

The other soldier originally wanted to persuade Xu Jiangxi to let Zuo Ling avoid it. was stopped by Xiao Yan's eyes, and Xu Jiangxi's decision could never be changed.

More than a dozen people began to make plans around the sand table, and Zuo Ling didn't deliberately listen, he sat obediently in his position, looking at Xu Jiangxi's figure.

When he heard them talk about the art of war, Zuo Ling came back to his senses and thought of Sun Tzu's Art of War. Xu Jiangxi's camp tent Zuo Ling is no stranger, she has also seen Xu Jiangxi's book, and she has never seen the book "The Art of War".

There should be no book in this world!

Zuo Ling thought about it and wrote with a pen on the white paper on the table. The thirty-six Ji Zuo Ling also remembered it, and explained the commentary with his own understanding.

Until midnight, Xiao Yan's voice still did not decrease, and Xu Jiangxi was not satisfied with the problems discussed, and he was a little tired physically and mentally.

Xu Jiangxi turned his head to look at Zuo Ling, but found that Zuo Ling had fallen asleep on the table.

Zuo Ling slept quite peacefully, and Xiao Yan's voice couldn't make her noise at all.

Seeing Xu Jiangxi looking at Zuo Ling, Xiao Yan and the others also stopped talking.

"General, why don't we go down first?" Xiao Yan said.

As soon as Xu Jiangxi wanted to speak, he was attracted by what Zuo Ling had written. Xu Jiangxi gently picked up a few blank pieces of paper on the table, and just read them roughly, his face was incredibly shocked.

"General, what's wrong?" Xiao Yan saw that Xu Jiangxi's face was not good, so he asked.

Xu Jiangxi's eyes became complicated when he looked at Zuo Ling, and he was shocked in the majority. Xu Jiangxi handed the paper to Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan took it a little uncertainly, and looked shocked after a few glances.

"This ...... Is this the art of war? Xiao Yan was shocked.

Xu Jiangxi nodded, and the rest of the people also approached Xiao Yan when they heard it, and stretched out their heads to look at what Zuo Ling had written.

Xiao Yan finished reading the thirty-six plans, and his face showed rare joy, "Miss Zuo Ling is really ......"

"The author of the Art of War is Sun Bin!" Before Xiao Yan finished speaking, Xu Jiangxi immediately said.

Xiao Yan was stunned, and at the same time saw that the words Sun Bin at the end were written by Zuo Ling. Xiao Yan also understood that Xu Jiangxi was to protect Zuo Ling, even if Zuo Ling couldn't think of such a powerful art of war, but there must be a lot of shocking knowledge in her world, and those things must be crazy in this world.

"Yes! It's written by Mr. Sun! Xiao Yan said.