"The sunny day of the clear river, the moon is beautiful and the window sleeps. Ask if you have returned, and you will only say that you are safe. ”

The sad lyrics swirled around the iron-blooded military camp, echoing over and over again in the ears of Yan Liwu, every time he looked up at a group of female soldiers training on the grassland, Yan Liwu always felt that such a lonely and hopeless scene did not seem to be far away from him.

In troubled times, how many women are looking forward to their hometowns, waiting for their sweethearts to return home but can't?

Yan Liwu didn't know where this trivial mood came from, maybe it was the nervousness of leading the women's army to the first battle, maybe it was because the weather was too hot, or maybe it was because she noticed that some kind of bad change was taking place in her body.

"Miss Yan, drink some water to cool down, I just got it from the well." Ye Haochuan wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and handed a large bowl of clean well water to Yan Liwu.

Yan Liwu nodded in thanks, picked up the bowl and looked at his reflection on the water, and did not move for a long time.

Her face was very healthy, she didn't see any problems, and she had taken her pulse several times, and she couldn't find anything wrong at all. However, Yan Liwu clearly saw from Ye Haochuan's deliberately hidden gaze that she was now being watched and worried, and Ye Haochuan was very troubled.

"Tonight, I want to attack the Nanqing grain and grass troops at night, won't General Ye go to rest and rest to recuperate? You're the main general, and if you're listless, it will affect your morale. Put a relaxed smile on himself, and shrugged his shoulders slightly, "To be honest, I'm not too sure about the action at night, although it's just a simple arrangement to help on the periphery, whether the more than 100 sisters of the women's army can do it well will be known when the time comes." ”

"No problem, their morale is higher than that of the soldiers I brought them, and they will definitely grow up quickly. That ......" Ye Haochuan scratched his head, and stopped talking.

Yan Li smiled slightly: "General Night has something to say, just say it directly." ”

"Oh." After a dumbfounded response, Ye Haochuan hesitated for a long time before whispering, "That, Miss Yan, I want to ask you, how is Ling Xi doing?" That girl has been crazy since she was a child, but she has never been away from me for so long, and I'm a little worried! ”

The brother and sister who lost their parents since childhood have a far closer friendship than others, Ye Haochuan cares about Ye Ling Xi, and her words are very understandable, but at this time, she still can't help laughing: "General Night is so incomprehensible, Ling Xi finally had the opportunity to be alone with Boss Jun, she is probably happy at this time, and Boss Jun also takes great care of Ling Xi, it will definitely be fine." However, General Ye always made Ling Xi sigh worriedly, for fear that you would be too honest to find a daughter-in-law, or become a family and be bullied by your daughter-in-law. ”

"Me? I, I, how could I ......" Ye Haochuan shook his head frequently with red ears and red ears, and his shy appearance was not at all like the heroic young general on the battlefield.

In fact, it was just a joke, Ye Lingxi once told her that before Bi Sheng got married, Ye Haochuan, the elm head, would definitely not give up.

Where does Ye Haochuan's obsession with Bisheng come from? In her opinion, Bi Sheng is completely unreasonable, even quite annoying. Whether it was poisoning and framing her and Mu Jiuge downstairs in the gentleman's house, or deliberately pushing her into the water when Huo Sidu confronted Helian Mingyan and others, all kinds of events made Yan Liwu have a lot of complaints about Bisheng, so that when facing the honest Ye Haochuan, Yan Liwu always had an impulse to persuade Ye Haochuan to give up the "good girl" who was not shallow.

Of course, if you are reasonable, you will not do this.

"General Night has known Bi Xiao and Bi Sheng for many years, right? How did you meet? In order to prevent Ye Haochuan from looking at himself with that kind of secretly worried gaze again, he desperately tried to find other topics to talk to.

Ye Haochuan didn't have so many flowers, and when he asked worriedly, he replied bluntly: "It's been many years, and I met shortly after entering the barracks." At that time, Bi Sheng was more lively than now, and he followed Bi Xiao every day to make trouble, and after the trouble, he handed it over to Shizi and Bi Xiao to clean up the mess, but he was happier than anyone else when he laughed. At that time, I was very curious, how can there be such a happy person in the world? It seems that her smile is also the most beautiful in the world. ”

Speaking of forgetfulness, Ye Haochuan showed a gentle expression that was completely inconsistent with the iron-blooded soldier, and even more so that Yan Li couldn't bear to say anything bad about Bisheng in front of him.

Feelings, once they are deeply involved, how many people can retain their reason and distinguish between right and wrong? Yan Liwu, who has experienced two completely different paths from Wen Moshu and Wen Moqing, is convinced that even if she lists Bisheng's various crimes, the ending will only be that the affectionate Ye Haochuan will be hurt, just like she did back then.

The messengers who came in a hurry didn't notice that Ye Haochuan was rarely in a hurry to talk with people, and his helpless expression was full of exhaustion: "General, we have tried our best, but we still haven't been able to get in touch with the army in the south, whether it is the people sent out or the letters sent out, all of them have disappeared like a stone in the sea, and there are currently six messengers who have never returned!" ”

Yan Li was surprised: "What's the matter, you have cut off contact with the south?" ”

"Well, I haven't received any more messages since half a month ago, and there was a problem with the delivery." Ye Haochuan looked solemn, "I guess someone should be blocking it." Food, grass and information transmission are extremely important to the battle situation, and any military general who is familiar with the art of war will give priority to it both offensively and defensively. It is true that Lian Song is a traitor, but there is no shortage of military generals in the court who tend to be inflammatory, and have no integrity, and someone must have given Lian Song advice, so our communication with the south will be blocked. ”

"There are already a shortage of people on our side, even a few signal soldiers are very important, and we can't let them die in vain." Yan Liwu gently bit his lower lip and pondered for a while, and suddenly slapped his palm. Ye Haochuan was taken aback by her, and looked blankly, only to see Yan Liwu raise his hand and point to the female soldiers of the Women's Army who were undergoing training: "With the more than 20 people we have received recently, the Women's Army now has more than 170 combat forces. I've looked closely, and there are about a dozen sisters among these people who are clever but not good at military skills, and I think that if these people are organized together to carry out the mission in place of the messengers, it will be of great use. ”

It is normal for a woman to dance a knife and a gun to kill the enemy, and she is a monk halfway, and her combat power is not as good as that of a man. Ye Haochuan had also noticed that some of the women's troops could not keep up with the intensity of training, and they had the determination to defend their homes but no relative physical fitness, and if they were to let this part of the people move between the two armies instead of the messengers to deliver messages as they were proposed, it would not only be able to take advantage of their advantage of not being easily noticed by the enemy to successfully complete the task, but also reduce the fearless casualties of the available soldiers, which is indeed a good note.

However, Ye Haochuan was a little hesitant while being happy.

"What about Miss Yan? Will they stay in the battalion and lead the remaining women's soldiers, or will they lead some of them to take on the responsibility of delivering the news? I'm not at ease with letting them walk alone, and I'm even more worried about letting Miss Yan leave the barracks, in case Miss Yan is slightly injured, how can I explain to the prince? ”

This question obviously stumped Yan Li's worries, but unlike Ye Haochuan's worries, the contradiction between Yan Li's worries was which end of the women's army should be emphasized.

There is Ye Haochuan sitting in the battle on the side of the border army, and it seems that he doesn't have to worry too much, but if he really wants to go to the battlefield, Ye Haochuan must command the three armies to be busy, and then handing over the chirping girls of the women's army to him is tantamount to increasing the burden; If you don't leave the border army and let the dozen or so female soldiers take on the heavy responsibilities alone, will the girls who have only received one or two months of training be competent?

For the difficult problems that plagued Ye Haochuan and Yan Li, soon, the seventeen female soldiers of the Women's Army gave a firm answer.

"If General Night and General Red Lotus trust us, let us do it ourselves, even if we can't finish it, we promise to come back alive to ask for it!"

Nothing is more precious than being alive. The answer of the seventeen female soldiers sounded a little strange at first glance, but it was what Yan Liwu wanted to hear the most, with a smile and Ye Haochuan to send off the messengers who carried the important task of connecting the two armies.

"They are more and more similar to Miss Yan, and some people are simply imitating Miss Yan." Ye Haochuan is confused in one sentence.

Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed the case, these women who were brought to the battlefield by their bloody rhetoric regarded the Red Lotus General in their eyes as the object of worship, and learned from her to be vigorous with her fists and feet, to learn from her calmness, and to learn from her courage and calmness...... This feeling of being trusted and imitated is quite subtle, urging Yan Liwu to do everything better, and at the same time, he can't help but think of Wen Moqing.

A large part of the characters she has now have have been honed by warmth and affection.

Warm Ink ...... Only these three words can occupy all her thoughts, and drive away other troubles like a mountain, especially when Wen Moqing is not there, anything related to it will make Yan Liwu think of him, think of the husband who gathers more and leaves less, and still has no sense of husband and wife.

As soon as the front foot sent off the seventeen female soldiers of the women's army, a letter sent by the shepherd indicating that it was received by Yan Liwu was sent in the bewildered eyes of the messenger soldiers-in addition to Yan Liwu's name on the envelope sealed by vermilion lacquer, someone deliberately added the three words Qinglian King to the end.

"Which guy is afraid that the world will not be chaotic?" In addition to a bitter smile, he can only smile bitterly.

It was night when Haochuan happened to be in the camp tent, and asked worriedly, "What is the identity of Miss Yan...... Will it make a difference if you spread it? Do you want to tell the soldier just now? ”

"No, there's no point in continuing to hide at a time like this." Yan Liwu shook his head, "The most feared thing about trust is deception, nearly two hundred women in the army followed me because they trusted me, I don't want one day they will find out about my relationship with the Qinglian King and be disappointed because of it." Besides, whether it is the Qinglian King or not, it doesn't make sense in the current situation, I can lead them to protect the belief in their hearts, this is the most important thing. Heart-to-heart, I don't think they will let me down. ”

Yan Liwu's point of view sounded quite reasonable, Ye Haochuan had no way to refute it, so he wanted to sigh that Yan Liwu made him look at women with admiration, but when he looked up, he found that Yan Liwu's face was pale when he opened the letter.

The letter paper fell to the ground, and the few numbers were shocking.

"If you want to save the ninth day, come to the Farewell Pavilion in the western suburbs of Rongcheng, you are the only one."