Sebei, camp.

"Third master, you slow down."

The old slave who was waiting carefully supported the man in the fox robe and moved in the snow at a turtle speed, "On this snowy day, the third master is careful not to suffer from the cold, if his leg hurts, he will ......"

"This king is not so weak!"

Zhu Quan listened to this harsh admonition, his eyes were full of fire, he snorted coldly, directly shook off the old slave's hand, and walked outside the camp.

Just look closely, the steps left in the snow are different shades.

"What do you think of this news?"

Han Yuan held the wine jug, stood on the lookout, overlooked the vast snowy scene outside the valley, and asked the person beside him, his deep voice splashing with the wind.

"The emperor did not call me back to the imperial city."

Qianwan stood with his hands in his hands, and the afterglow inadvertently swept over the dwarf pine behind him, and moved away very quickly.

Han Yuan smelled the spicy smell of soju and noticed her hints, his eyes were playful, and his voice was anxious, "What about the third prince?" The military doctor once said that the barracks were shabby, and he would inevitably fall ill, and he had to be sent to the imperial city for treatment as soon as possible. ”

Qianye was still cold, "Jinyiwei only listens to the emperor's dispatch." ”

In other words, the emperor didn't care about the foot injury of the third prince.

Han Yuan asked again, "The concubine has always doted on the three princes, this disease can still be recuperated, and Fei Xiang will not let it go after all, right?" ”

"I don't know, but ...... It is rumored that a palace concubine is pregnant, but I don't know if it's true or not. Qianwan casually talked nonsense, but he didn't know how to make a word.

"If so, it's no wonder."

After all, the third prince is not from Fei Guifei, and it makes no difference between raising one and raising two.

"The emperor seems to be intent on letting the eldest prince enter the household department, can it be said ......" Han Yuan deliberately did not say everything, only regretted, "Courtiers are not allowed to talk about heavenly family affairs, the three princes are talented, it's a pity that ......"

The means of sowing discord seem to be used by generals with only one tendon, and the lethality is stronger.

Obviously, the eavesdropping one was a little overwhelmed.

Hearing the rustle of shoes stepping on the snow, which was heavier than before, the look of regret on Han Yuan's face instantly retracted, stared at the valley in a dark and uncertain manner, and said in a low voice, "It's been about these two days." ”

Last night, the spies reported that the Tartar army had been stationed a hundred miles away.

Qianwan held the embroidered spring knife on her waist, "I can be a little sure." ”

"Last time I provoked, I caught the wild wolf raised by Nurchi, and that wolf was the cub of the wolf king, so it caused trouble, and there was no food for the winter on the opposite side of the New Year's Pass, I am afraid that it will be a desperate fight." Han Yuan clenched the wine jug, only to feel that the wine smelled very choked, "That's right, sixty percent." ”

Main...... There was not much food in the barracks.

The military rations that the emperor asked for were as slow as snails.

Qianwan's face was grim, "Add me, one more." ”

Rao is Han Yuan heard a lot of words, and he couldn't help laughing, "Old Qi, although you are the top master in the Jinyi Guard, you really can't do anything on the battlefield." ”

Han Yuan patted Qianwan's shoulder, and the right should be appeased, "Have a good rest." ”

I really don't mean to laugh.

Qianye lifted her eyelids, glanced at her coldly, and let out a casual sigh from her cold lips, "...... No way? ”

Han Yuan was keenly aware of her fighting intent, and suddenly became interested.

Put the wine jug on the table, pointed to the sand pile below, and saw the figure of Qianwan disappearing in a flash, and the embroidered spring knife was unsheathed, like dark lightning.

"It's kind of interesting."

Han Yuan touched his chin and laughed, and also jumped off the lookout.

Half an hour later.

Han Yuan gradually couldn't laugh a little, staring intently at the sand pile under the Qiannight knife, "You mean, if the enemy breaks this point, then ......"

"As long as you release poisonous smoke and walk towards Gu Feng, there is nowhere to escape."

"No, there is a stream next to it, you can get water, and when the sergeant walks to the water's edge, the poisonous smoke will be ineffective."

"Are you, abandoning the handsome car to protect the car?"

Walking to the water's edge, trekking on the road, if the Tartars are ambushed there, it is tantamount to a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger.

Han Yuan looked at the appearance of his army being attacked by the enemy on his belly and back, and suddenly trembled, his eyes wandered to the terrain of the pass, and his face was solemn, "If the snow melts here, it can dissolve the poisonous smoke......"

Qianwan smiled, "It's not too stupid." ”

Han Yuan pestled his chin and said in convincing, "It's really one more." ”

I don't know what this Zhenfu Division has cultivated, this Qi Qianwan is also a noble son of a family, how can he hold back some bad tricks in his mind, and he prefers to use it and save effort.

Qianwan raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

Reading Shenji Yue Lao smiled proudly: Stupid, in all the years that Shenji has been on the battlefield, you still don't know where to play in the mud!

A certain god: ...... Not necessarily.

(End of chapter)