When Yu Moji woke up the next day with discomfort all over his body, he realized that he had been dragged back into the carriage.

This has been the case these days. There were no female soldiers in the Zhennan Army, and Yan Zheng somehow imposed a responsibility on himself to "keep an eye on Yu Moji", and the big car specially allocated to him in the team almost belonged to Yu Moji.

During the day, Yan Zheng was free, so he took a few sergeants and accompanied her here to review the various strategies when he was quelling the bandits, occasionally making up for the miserable military common sense of Yu Moji, and when she was in good spirits, she would talk about what she was interested in in the army; At night, when everyone was ready to rest, Yan Zheng left the car with a lock on the outside and a kang on the inside to Yu Mojian to live in, but he himself condescended to run to the nearby temporary military tent, and lay the floor with a few generals who stayed around. The remaining supplies of the Zhennan Army are limited, and there is really no way to allocate a more pompous car to Yan Zheng.

Yu Moji estimated that Yan Dagongzi had never suffered this kind of crime in his life. She herself refused to even sit on the pan-sun kite, so she naturally did not want to enjoy the privileges, and made it clear that she would also lay the floor and return the car to Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng slammed back mercilessly, "Let me tell you Yu Moji, the bloody men in the army look down on the most is a little girl like you." As soon as you lie on the ground, a dozen sergeants next to you will have to find another place to sleep. Our territory is already limited, and you are still poor here? ”

Yu Mochen said that she could sleep leaning on the outside of the carriage. Anyway, she has had more difficult days, not more than these few days.

Yan Zheng couldn't entangle her, and finally moved out Yuan Pingzhi to press her, "I told Pingzhi that he asked me to protect you." Now I'm throwing you out to blow the wind, what's the matter? Looking back and knowing about this matter, can't you be angry? ”

Hearing this, Yu Mojian's heart was empty for a while. She herself knows very well that she and Yuan Pingzhi are just a little nameless master-apprentice friendship, at most, they follow the acquaintances around her to dip in the kindness that Yuan Pingzhi casually sows, which is far less intimate than Yan Zheng thought.

But she didn't know what was going on, Yan Zheng said this, she didn't reject it again, so she had to half-push and half-guilty to occupy the big car to the present.

Yu Mochen pinched his aching head, sat up quickly, cleaned up casually, and went to push the carriage door.

Didn't push it away.

She was worried when she heard the sound of unlocking the car door. With a "bang", a large handful of sunshine set Yan Zheng's face in the center and broke into her eyes together.

Yu Moji: "...... Why are you locking me in? ”

Yan Zheng yawned slowly and said, "Even if you can use the Thousand Machine Crossbow when you are asleep and sleep like that virtue, do you still have the ability to tie the door bolt yourself?" ”

Yu Moji glanced at the car door and stopped talking. When Yan Zheng gave her this car to live in before, he carefully told her to pay attention to the lock at night. She did seem to have forgotten about it last night—after all, she had fallen asleep not long after she got back to the car, not even knowing when she had entered the car.

Only then did she notice that Yan Zheng's body seemed to be the same clothes as yesterday. He is a person who can endure hardships better than anyone else when he goes to the battlefield, and as soon as the battle is over, all the poor and exquisite son-like spirit will return. As soon as the news of the victory of the Zhennan army reached the imperial court, he sent a bunch of food and clothing to his house. Along the way, Yan Zheng didn't seem to wear a few repetitive clothes.

Yu Moji pulled his hair embarrassedly, and said, "You ...... yesterday Didn't go back to sleep in the tent? ”

"It's not my car, I'm not the only one with the keys. If I don't stay outside, what if someone gets drunk and finds the wrong place to sleep? Yan Zheng turned his head impatiently, "There is no need for kind words, if you are really grateful to me, please drink less in the future." ”

"......" Yu Moji did mean to be a little moved, but unfortunately it was also cleaned up by Yan Zheng's attitude at this time. She thought about it for a moment and said, "I remember what General Yuan meant, which was to ask the two of us to take care of each other. You sit outside and blow the wind, turn around and toss sick, General Yuan...... Don't you get angry? She deliberately learned Yan Zheng's tone with the last few words, and pasted them back into his face word by word.

"I'm not a girl." Yan Zheng glanced at her funny, patted his numb thigh and jumped out of the car, "I'm not poor with you." I'll go back to the military tent to catch up on sleep. ”

"Wait a minute." Yu Mochen called out to him, followed him out of the carriage, and said, "This car will be returned to you." I feel like I've learned almost everything about military affairs. For other interesting things, there was also time to talk about them in the evening when I drank with the sergeants. From today onwards, I'm going to stay at the armory. There was no one in the ordnance car anyway, so I just curled up there for a few days. ”

Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago, don't mix with Bing Youzi if it's okay?" Are you still addicted? In the words, there is a sense of kindness being regarded by someone as a donkey's liver and lungs.

Yu Mochen was a little ashamed in his heart, but he still explained with a face that refused to show weakness, "I have been on the battlefield of life and death, do you still care about this?" Not to mention our comrades...... It's not that unbearable. ”

Before she could finish speaking, several sergeants in front of her started fighting for some reason, and their words were filthy and incessant.

Yu Moji: "......"

Yan Zheng copied both hands, sighed, and said, "I was fine two days ago, why did I sneak out and drink a meal, and then I began to sympathize with my comrades?" ”

Yu Mozhen waved his hand, "Don't be angry, I really went to the military medical camp yesterday to help." Not lying to you. ”

"Yo," Yan Zheng looked incredulous, "Then what I saw was a female ghost who was addicted to alcohol?" The female ghost drinks a good amount, and if she drinks like that, she can still find her way back. ”

"......" Yu Moji suppressed the unhappiness in his heart that was often provoked by Yan Zheng, and patiently explained, "Last night, when I went to the military medical camp, the wounded also slept. I didn't see anything going on, and I was going to come back. Unexpectedly, I actually heard a ...... The devil cries wolf. As soon as she said these four words, she wanted to slap herself - using this kind of word to describe her miserable comrades, she probably had been messing with Yan Zheng for too long.

Yan Zheng suddenly put away his mouth full of steel teeth.

"I know what you mean." Yan Zheng said lightly, "People who have experienced the war personally, no matter how indulgent they are, the wounds in their hearts are difficult to heal." Especially the gangsters of the Zhennan Army, who are from a bad background, pay the most attention to the blood and face of men, and resist anything. If you have poor endurance, nightmares are common at this time. ”

He glanced at Yu Moji, and said, "I advise you to stay away, and don't disturb the sergeants when it's okay." Otherwise, they can't tell the difference between reality and half-wake up, and treat you like a remnant of mountain bandits, and with the reflexes and speed they have cultivated on the battlefield over the years, they may slash you with a single sword. ”

Yu Moji glanced at him steadily, and couldn't help but say, "You also had nightmares?" ”

"I don't ......" Yan Zheng was about to refute it, probably because he didn't want to put himself in the same category as a hooligan and evil youth, choked for a moment, and said, "It's been a few years." At that time, I was still young, and I had to take me into battle, which caused him a lot of trouble. He remembered the old things and showed a little funny expression, "With this person, he was about the same age as me now, and he was already like an old mother, telling this and that all day long." ”

The ink marks couldn't help but snort. Yuan Pingzhi's warm smile is almost his own signature, the cardinal, the martial arts hall, who doesn't praise General Yuan's treatment of people and things always makes people feel like a spring breeze? When you come to Yan Zheng, how did you become an "old mother"?

"So?" Yan Zheng said, "When you hear that the wounded have nightmares, you feel pitiful in your heart, so you want to go to a drink with the sergeants?" ”

"I don't feel sorry for them." Yu Moji lowered his head, "I...... I didn't really go to the battlefield. ”

Yan Zheng sighed and said, "After so many days, I thought you would have let go of this matter a long time ago." He smiled and said, "Otherwise, I'll count the credit you have made this time, and see for yourself whether it is your credit or the wounded's credit?" ”

"There's nothing to compare to." Yu Mozhen shook his head, "I have a specialization in the art industry, even if I go to the battlefield, it is for the study of Yanjia, it is impossible and not necessary to fight for my life every day like a real warrior." ”

Yan Zheng was happy, "It doesn't seem to be very stupid, I know what I'm here for." ”

Yu Mochen said, "That's why I think I should really communicate more with the sergeants." The Cardinals are far away in the imperial capital, and many times they are pursuing technological updates, but they may not be able to understand the real needs on the battlefield. General Yuan is a person who insists on going to the battlefield to inspect the function of the armor in person, but apart from him, there are probably not many people in the entire cardinal who have to do this. ”

Yan Zheng said, "You went with Yizhi." It is also for this reason that he proposed that he would call you to the Pan-Sun Kite. You don't know what is needed on the battlefield, the generals always know. ”

Yu Moji was stunned for a moment, "It turned out that General Yuan mentioned it?" But why did you send someone to call me a pan-sun kite? ”

"Ahem, it's the same for whoever calls it." Yan Zheng moved his head to the side a little embarrassed and turned the topic back, "Come on, I knew that your brain could be circled, so I shouldn't have messed around with you." Now, it's up to you to go with the army, and waste such a good opportunity. ”

Yu Mozhen still shook his head, "The generals often come and go to the imperial capital, and the Cardinal's idea of making Yanjia is often discussed with them, and I will have many opportunities to hear their opinions in the future." However, the general's understanding of war is different from that of ordinary soldiers. ”

Yan Zheng said, "You think a lot." He had to admit that there was some truth in what Yu Mochen said.

"It was Teacher Lu who taught me." Yu Mochen said, "He used to say that the study of Yanjia, in the final analysis, is a science that calculates one's own life. Of course, this is what should be said from the standpoint of a general. But ordinary soldiers are different, no matter how noble their feelings for their family and country, in the face of life and death, are they really as 'brave and fearless' as they said when they joined the army? What do they crave? ”

Yan Zheng was silent for a while before he said, "These questions are indeed only answered by the most ordinary soldiers. "Even though he tried his best to send himself to the battlefield and charge, he was different from those small soldiers from homeless people after all. Yan Zheng has the best armor, the best gun, and the best martial arts taught by the best martial artist in the imperial capital since childhood. What do the soldiers have?

Yu Mojin nodded, "On the battlefield, in addition to their own mortal body, all they can rely on is the armor on their bodies and the knives in their hands. What do they expect from their armor and weapons? If I want to know the answers to these questions, I have to be among them. ”

Yu Moji stood up, stretched his body, and strode towards a group of sergeants who were gathering in one place to drink gruel.