A war started again, and Ouyang Qingqing was guarded and couldn't leave a single step.

Luo Licheng, as a commander, has no consciousness of war at all, he will drink the wine that should be drunk every day, play the things that should be played, and sometimes enter the camp tent to stimulate the down-and-out Ouyang Qingqing with language.

But no matter how muddy he is, the people in the capital have always thought that he was seriously injured for the sake of the country, and the North Wind barbarians have always retained their strength, which can no longer be called a war, but a joke.

"Ouyang Qingqing." Luo Licheng held a pot of wine in his hand, swaying the wine droplets out, and he walked leisurely into the camp tent, with a bit of playfulness on his face.

"You live comfortably here, someone brings you food every day, and no one cares about so many cumbersome etiquette, it should be a lot better than in the capital."

Luo Licheng slowly found a seat and sat down: "Tomorrow the northern barbarians will have the most heroic unified attack, and you will also need to go to the battlefield at that time. ”

"Me? Didn't you keep saying that I didn't have the ability to lead troops to fight, and now it's actually for me to go to the battlefield, is there no one on General Luo's side? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ouyang Qingqing began to answer.

With a contemptuous tone, anyone would feel unhappy when they heard it, but Luo Licheng seemed to be a person who had nothing to do: "You will know how to operate it at that time, I hope you don't let me down." ”

The corners of Ouyang Qingqing's mouth were a touch of sorrow.

That's not going to be a good thing.

At night, the north is bright.

From a distance, it looked like a long line of fire, with several tall men on bicycles walking in front, and a group of soldiers behind them holding bows and arrows in one hand and blazing torches in the other.

It's another day that never sleeps.

"General, the team we are stationed at the front has been breached."

"General, there is a situation in the southwest, not only the original scattered troops, but also a group of men and horses behind them."

"General, the northern barbarians have already begun to provoke on the front line, and several of our brothers are already unable to hold on."

One by one, the soldiers came on fast horses, and their faces were all very anxious.

Luo Licheng issued a presidential decree unhurriedly, and for a while, the northern barbarians were indeed well controlled, but they still couldn't resist their outnumbered nonsense.

The bad news came from the front line, Luo Licheng turned over and got on the horse alone, and pulled Ouyang Qingqing up.

"You're going to take me to war?" Ouyang Qingqing looked up at him, and the man's face loomed in the darkness.

Luo Licheng sneered: "Isn't it that you are yelling all day long to kill the enemy, I am just a wish of yours, why do you have a bitter gourd face to show me?" ”

"I'm afraid that you weasel will give the chickens a New Year's greeting." Ouyang Qingqing followed his words and turned her head away from looking at his face.

I thought that this sentence would make Luo Licheng shut up obediently, but he didn't expect him to be a thief: "Even if I have this thief's heart, I don't have the courage of this thief, although the sky is high and the emperor is far away, who can guarantee that no one will be this lackey?" ”

Luo Licheng's face was full of helplessness, his calm appearance did not have a little killing intent, he wanted to make Ouyang Qingqing let go of his vigilance.

Ouyang Qingqing had already seen his ghost idea, and said again: "Since this is the case, I can rest assured." "Behind the scenes, I kept an eye on it. Three k

If this man would really let himself go so easily, then her Ouyang Qingqing's name should also be written backwards.

How cunning Luo Licheng is, she knows very well in her heart.

The battlefield at night always has a bit of gloom and compassion, the smell of blood is accompanied by gusts of gloomy winds, and the endless cries whistling in the ears are endless.

Ouyang Qingqing grabbed the reins of the horse, her eyes widened, and she looked around at the darkness.

Luo Licheng and her were sitting on a horse, and the bodies of the two of them were a little tight, but in such an environment, they couldn't afford to have a little charming thoughts.

Between the two people, there is more of a vigilant mind.

There was not a single firelight around, and Ouyang Qingqing's palms had already begun to sweat, and in such a cold environment, her back was already wet.

"Luo Licheng, what are you bringing me here for?" She lowered her voice, unconsciously trembling a little, "This is the battlefield, not your back garden, as a commander, how can you not care about the soldiers under your command?" ”

"How many times do I have to say it before you can understand that the direction of this victory is all controlled in the palm of my hand, as long as I think that the northern barbarians can attack in a big way at this moment, or let my country destroy the barbarians' lair in one fell swoop, all this just depends on my mood."

Luo Licheng said with an arrogant face, Ouyang Qingqing knew in his heart that this arrogance was not blind, he did have this capital and this strength.

Calm your breathing, and the dark night around you gradually became a little brighter.

A few faint stars hung in the sky, shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and today there was no moon, and the whole world looked bleak.

The soldiers did not know that within a radius of several miles, they could not even hear the sound of shouting and killing, and there was not even the sound of weapons clashing.

But what lingered was a strong smell of blood, lingering on the tip of Ouyang Qingqing's nose, which had been stimulating her nerves.

"You can smell it too, the smell of blood coming from afar." Luo Licheng shook his head slowly, "How is it?" It smells good. ”

"Where's the smell of blood? There is no one fighting here, how can there be such a strong smell of blood? Ouyang Qingqing asked suspiciously.

Luo Licheng sat on the horse and smiled without answering, he picked up Ouyang Qingqing's somewhat lowered head with his hand: "What the hell is going on, don't you just be able to see it clearly if you raise your head yourself?" ”

It turned out that there was no one here, and in the distance was a group of black and crushed human heads, who came on horseback, with bows and arrows in their hands.

They had just crawled out of the pile of blood, and the smell of blood on them was so thick that even anyone from miles away could smell it clearly.

As they approached little by little, the smell of blood gradually became stronger.

Ouyang Qingqing was already a little disgusted with blood, but now that the mountain rain was about to come, the wind was full of buildings, and her whole person was a little dizzy.

"Which side is this, native or barbarian?" Ouyang Qingqing tried hard to maintain his senses.

If the person who came was from his own country, then it would be easy to say that no one would dare to use it as the county lord.

If the person who came was a barbarian, then this matter would be very bad, and the initiative of her life would be in Luo Licheng's hands, and she herself would not be able to control it.

Luo Licheng saw the panic in her heart, and the smile on the corner of her mouth did not decrease: "I can't tell you about this question for the time being, but who do you want to come here?" ”

Seeing that the black and oppressive human heads were approaching, the banner they held high in their hands gradually became clear.