The next day, a group of people hit the road.

Inside the carriage, four pairs of eyes looked at each other.

After a while, Wushuang spoke: "Don't worry, I understand that you took Ah Bao to the battlefield, where did you pick up the child?" The battlefield is full of dangers. ”

"It's not picked up, it's stolen." Po seemed to show off.

She sat in the opposite corner of Carefree, and Carefree stretched out her hand, but she didn't have time to cover her mouth, and she froze in mid-air like that.

As a result, Carefree received the anger from his eldest brother.

"What?! You actually steal something?!! Isn't it fat! Isn't it that you're often so willful when I'm not at home! You! How can you do that!! ”

"Little Thirteen is not a thing, he is a human, a very good-looking person." Po's voice was sweet and soft.

However, the atmosphere in the carriage was still very bad.

Carefree glared at Wushuang for a while, then jumped out of the carriage without speaking.

The march was long and there was no end in sight.

A horse galloped along the official road, and when the leader saw the figure, he turned his head and gave a few orders to his subordinates, and chased after him.

"What are you doing with me?" Worry-free noticed that someone was following and grabbed the reins.

"A deserted pipeline like this is often ambushed and unsafe." The man looked ahead with a pair of cold eyes, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

"What's the matter with you?!" Carefree rolled his eyes.

Although Zixu in the previous world was cold and silent, he didn't know how much better than the coolness that burst out of the eyes of the person in front of him. I sighed in my heart, I miss the food of the previous world a little, and the food of the ancient Warring States world is always a little rougher. After all, there are still so many people who don't have enough to eat, and it's not good to be too demanding.

"Since everyone has come to support the Northern Army, Zixu has the responsibility to protect the safety of the road." Zixu looks righteous and awe-inspiring, quite like a general.

"Huh." Carefree sneered, thinking to himself that there is no one in this world who can kill me, okay!!

"Zixu believes in the strength of the Hidden Sword Villa, but it's better to be careful in everything." The man is straight, handsome and resolute, if you ignore the scar on his face, it can really be regarded as a beautiful face.

Sanssouci grimaced, urging the horse forward, and the man followed.

It's just that neither of them is as fast as before.

In the evening, the two teams converged.

It was not until midnight that they reached the military aircraft camp.

After a day of riding, the horse has been asleep in the carriage for a long time.

The two little ones rubbed their eyes and got out of the carriage very obediently. Wushuang resigned himself to his fate, walked in front, and entered the resting military tent. After all, it's my own sister-in-law, and even if I get angry, I can't sleep in the carriage overnight.

The night is as cool as water, and the stars are tiny.

In a military tent, two people were drinking.

"Yes, I heard that the child is now in your hands?" A burly man with a full beard asked the person opposite.

But the other party just drank and didn't speak.

"Oh my temper, would you like to say something?! How many meanings?! You've been pouring wine since you came in, isn't it because you don't have good wine in the same place?! ”

The bearded man chattered endlessly, and Xiu Yunqi sipped his wine, lowering his eyes as if he was thinking.

After a long time, he sighed and replied, "Don't talk about it anymore, the bamboo basket fetches water." ”

In contrast to this beard, the man was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and although he wore inky military armor, he looked like a weak scholar and spoke softly.

The bearded man was about to ask the reason, when he saw the other party pour him another bowl of wine.

"Boya, don't ask again, we'll just drink tonight."

At this time, in the main tent of the barracks, Wushuang sat in it, facing the generals alone.

"After three days, the cooks, military doctors, grain, grass and baggage will arrive on time, and in the future, the Tibetan Sword Villa will transport twenty truckloads of supplies for the Northern Army every month."

"Thank you for the righteousness of the Tibetan Sword Villa." Sitting at the top, the majestic General Wei bowed his hand and thanked him.

"A little bit." Wushuang also returned the gift.

General Wei touched his beard and said bluntly: "I heard that the young master is proficient in the art of war, can you guide the three armies tomorrow?" ”

"I just know a little bit about it, thank you for the general's kindness, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate."