In the blink of an eye, it was late autumn and October, and Beidi fought for a few months, and finally couldn't help but send an army of 150,000, which was very powerful to take the northern border.

The whole city of the northern border was under martial law, so much so that he had to go to Tianduan Mountain to find wild pheasants, and Gu Li had to stay in the general's mansion honestly. When he was bored, he squatted on the old tree of the aunt's house next door with a bag of melon seeds, and listened to gossip while eating melon seeds.

The aunts also knew about the existence of the little girl, but they were happy that the little girl had arrived, and they didn't break it.

That night, as soon as Gu Li packed up the melon seed shells he had eaten in the afternoon and returned to his bedroom, he saw Wen Yan standing alone in the courtyard.

In the courtyard, there are only two lanterns that illuminate the way, hanging high above the trees, and the shadows of the trees are waving in the breeze.

"Wen Qi."

It's so late and you don't rest, what are you doing here?!

Hearing this, Wen Yan turned around and looked at her with heavy eyes. In the inky pupils, complex emotions surged.

"Oak ......"

"Huh?"

Gu Oak blinked in bewilderment, and the hidden fox ears were straight.

"Oak, I'm going to the outer city."

"Uh-huh???"

What are you weak chickens running out of town?

Wen Xian struggled in his heart for an afternoon, and when he saw his little girl, he suddenly found that his struggle all afternoon had calmed down.

He gently stroked the top of Gu Quercus's hair, and there were a few installments of ink in his eyes.

"Oak, will you come with me?"

What to go to the outer city! Pheasants are not delicious! Gossip isn't good!

"No...... Ahem, okay. ”

Gu Li hurriedly swallowed back the word "no" that he subconsciously spit out, blinking his clear eyes with a sincere face.

"I'll go wherever you go."

Wen Yan was amused by the little girl's unintentional cuteness, and the haze of the afternoon dissipated.

"Oak, I only hate not being able to meet you earlier in this life."

Wen Yan sighed and lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Gu Oak shook his hidden fox ears expressionlessly, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: It wasn't me who met earlier! Phew, if you dare to meet someone else before I come, break your legs!

-

The northern city is not big, but it is not small. Just one city occupies the entire northern border of Beichen. Therefore, the northern city is divided into three cities.

The General's Mansion is located in the middle of the northern city, which is conducive to the management of military and political affairs throughout the northern territory. During the war, the general's mansion had a special person to act as an agent, and the old general Pu Lingqian personally guarded the outer city.

In the tent of the commander of the outer city, Pu Lingqian discussed combat matters with several lieutenants with a foul face, but he didn't look at Wen Yan, who was standing seriously on the side.

When the discussion was over, there were only him and Wen Yan in the tent, and he was a little uncomfortable because he was too quiet. Pu Lingqian had an old face, his eyes were sharp and he looked at Wen Yan, and his face was full of unhappiness.

"Wen Yanzhi, the old man asks you, why did you come here with you this time?"

Hearing this, Wen Yan immediately put away the gentle smile on his face, and replied seriously: "Inherit my grandfather's will and establish the style of the Wen family." ”

In the heyday of the Wen family, although there were many scholars, what the Wen family hoped most was that more Wen family members could go to the battlefield. Because, only the battlefield can release the blood and ambition in the bones of the Wen family.

Pu Lingqian touched his beard with satisfaction and nodded, his face softened for a moment, and then he had a stinky face again. Yu Guang looked at the dark shadow on the top of the tent, and his face became even more stinky.

Lowering his voice, Pu Lingqian pointed to the top of his head, and then angrily pointed at Wen Yan, "Then what did you bring her for!" It's ...... It's just out of place! ”

"Ahem."

Wen Yan smiled helplessly, mainly because he didn't expect the little girl to bask in the sun on the boss's tent.

"The old general was angry, and said that he would arrange another camp so that the little girl would not come here again."

"Humph! Hurry up, don't you go! ”

Pu Lingqian angrily shook off his sleeve robe and turned his back, indicating that he was still uncomfortable.

-

In October and November, the northern army and Beidi's 150,000-strong army fought nearly six battles one after another, and the losses on both sides were not serious. Obviously, in the past two months, both sides have been testing their military strength.

Due to the restrictions in the army, Wen Xian could only arrange a camp tent close to Midtown for Gu Li. And Wen Xi has been watching the battle on the outer city wall for two months, so naturally he didn't notice that the little fox went to the battlefield every time he was bored.

[Oak, you say, which side will win this time? 】

The little white nest is in the shoulder socket of the ancient oak, and the little bean blinks and blinks, and the interest is very high.

It's the first time he's seen an ancient battlefield! Hurry up and record it and collect it.

The dogleg in the space didn't know where to install two "eyes" on his antenna, and he also watched the two armies fight with great interest.

Gu Oak absolutely did not admit that he also came to the battlefield because of curiosity. Well! She's here to see it!

Serious face.

Pinching Xiaobai's little paws, Gu Li guessed solemnly: "The northern army wins." ”

Strongly support the camp of Lord Junshang.

"Kill—"

"Rush—"

The yellow sand is flying, and the flesh and blood are flying. I don't know whose blood stained the yellow sand all over the sky, and I don't know whose son it is, he was still smiling and smiling a moment ago, but he lost his breath in an instant.

This battle was different from the previous six trials, and the soldiers of Beidi rushed forward almost regardless of their lives.

Although the northern army was prepared, with the momentum of the Beidi cavalry, it was inevitable that they would be beaten a gap.

It's hardly unexpected. At the end of this battle, the Northern Army suffered heavy casualties and narrowly won.

The eighth battle lasted for nearly a month. The snow in December arrives as promised, covering the yellow sand like a sea.

The bodies of the dead soldiers were intact, and they were pulled back by their comrades-in-arms and buried with a handful of loess. The incomplete ones were buried on the spot in the yellow sand blackened by countless bloods.

This snow inexplicably brought a sense of sadness to the soldiers and civilians in the north.

-

On a snowy night, Wen Yan walked straight in the direction of Midtown after a tired day.

"The last general has seen General Wen."

"General Chen."

Along the way, some soldiers who passed by in a hurry saw Wen Xi and stopped very politely to say hello to Wen Shi.

Wen Xian went to the battlefield three times before and after, and although the two sides were tentative, the command ability he showed was deeply impressed by the cadres. Seeing that he said hello and called him a general, he was also willing.

Wen Xian smiled and nodded back. Even after the baptism of war, his childish spirit is still there, but he has more charm that belongs to a mature man.

It was just a time for a cup of tea, and Wen Yan arrived in front of the exclusive tent of the ancient oak. It can be seen how anxious he is to see his little girl.

There was no light in the tent, and Wen Yan's slightly nervous heart was inexplicably pinched together. Opened the curtain and went in, and by the cold moonlight outside, it could be seen that it was cold inside, and the owner had been gone for a while.