At the beginning, Feng Wei's attention was only on teasing Murong Zixian, and she didn't have much energy to look at any drawings in the middle, and then all her attention was on that flower, where did she have any spare time to pay attention to what drawings?

However, he instinctively believed Murong Che in his heart, but he didn't expect him to arrange such a place for her.

Feng Wei took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, sat opposite Murong Che, and planned to have a deep conversation with him, change his three views, and set up camp, but it is not like this, you must find a place with pleasant green scenery to settle down, only a fool will put the camp on the desert and abandon the green meadow.

Murong Che looked at Feng Wei's serious expression, which was comparable to the three halls, and his face was full of serious expressions, but his heart was happy, and he finally found a way to be angry with this woman.

That's right, you have to do the opposite of this woman! This is the law that he summed up in a short time!

"Do you know how dangerous it is to camp in the desert?"

"I don't know!" If you know, you have to say you don't know, the law!

"......," Feng Wei took a deep breath, "Why did you choose this place to camp?" ”

"Exercise the will of the soldiers."

"......" exercise a yarn!

"Bang" Feng Wei stood up violently, and couldn't talk anymore!

Murong Che looked at her back and said urgently, "Where are you going?" ”

Feng Wei's footsteps didn't stop: "I'm going to camp in a green place." ”

"There are too many herdsmen on the grassland, and sometimes the Rouran soldiers also look like herdsmen, if they go to the grassland to camp rashly, it is easy to be attacked by the pretending soldiers and suffer heavy losses."

Feng Wei stopped. The people of Rouran are all fond of fighting, and this is the place they are most familiar with, and it is indeed easy for them to sneak attack.

But......

Murong Che had successfully defeated half of Rouran in the past three months, how could Murong Che's dark personality allow the enemy army to remain in his territory? The country is defeated, but it is not guarded... It's so counterintuitive.

"Murong Che, don't you want Rouran?" Although Rouran's environment is harsh, she likes it very much, and she liked it very much in her previous life.

I like the rustic customs on the grassland, like the pleasant scenery and fresh air on the grassland, especially important, the people on the grassland are all strong and strong, very powerful, just looking at it is also a visual feast.

According to her understanding of the grassland people in her previous life, most of the grassland people are simple, simple, and even a little cute, and there are few people who are good at tricks, not to mention the ancient times that are behind the Chinese Empire I don't know how many years, playing conspiracy?

She complained in her heart, she couldn't speak too much, the wisdom of the ancients was definitely not something she could imagine, and the grassland people mentioned above were simply when she didn't say it...

If Murong Che dislikes Rouran, then she will take over very happily.

Murong Che, who had been defeated by Feng Wei repeatedly, had already felt the law of Feng Wei's battle, and every time he talked to her, he used full mental power, carefully observing every subtle little movement of her, and seeing the cunning and treacherous in her eyes, his heart was unconsciously covered with white hair...

He subconsciously chose the opposite decision in Feng Wei's words: "Yes!" ”

Answer too quickly, this kid has a problem!

Feng Wei narrowed his eyes, a dark glint flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth opened a slight arc, revealing a smile like a fan. Without saying anything, she strode out of the main tent of Xiqi.

As soon as Feng Wei went out, he immediately ordered to find a beautiful place with a green river and camp with it. While giving the order, his eyes also scanned the soldiers of Xiqi one by one.

There was no need for her to prompt at all, at the beginning, those Xiqi captive soldiers were under Feng Wei's obscenity, and they had become accustomed to her every movement and every look along the way, but now she only needs to sweep her eyes lightly, and they have consciously helped the Dayong soldiers do all the logistics work.

Murong Zixian watched from the sidelines, hating itchy. Whose soldier is this?

"Feng Wei! Da Yongjun is not broken hands and feet, why don't they let them do it themselves? ”

Feng Wei glanced at him coldly, and spit out a sentence that was angry and not worth his life, but it was very gentle: "I feel sorry for my soldiers." ”

Murong Zixian immediately closed his eyes and meditated in his heart, not angry, not angry, not angry...... No, the anger had already rushed to his altar, and his whole head was red.

"You are calling my soldiers, and I will feel sorry for my soldiers." Murong Zixian roared, like rumbling thunder.

The audience was silent, even Dayong's side was quiet, and they all looked at their side.

Feng Wei quietly raised his hand to wipe the spittle on his face, took out a handkerchief from his arms and rubbed it on his face, turned his head and threw the handkerchief on Murong Zixian's face with a smile.

The soldiers of Xiqi all looked at their generals with starry eyes, it turned out that their black-faced generals cared about them so much, and it turned out that they were beaten and scolded for their own good. The Xiqi soldiers were so moved that they almost left a few bitter tears.

Murong Zixian's face was black, red and blue, and it was precisely because of his confession that the enthusiasm of the Xiqi soldiers for the logistics of the Dayong Army seemed to have increased several times...

Under Feng Wei's compassionate gaze, Murong Zixian slapped his head with a "snap", turned around, and left three words: "You are free..."

If it weren't for the strong heart that supported him, he would have thought that his soldiers had betrayed him, but now how he wished those soldiers were not his, he had never been such a stupid soldier...

After the rectification, under the leadership of Feng Wei and under the inexplicable gaze of Emperor Xiqi, the Dayong soldiers held high the Dayong banner and fluttered in the wind, shouting another slogan majestically: "Green!" Green! Green! ”

Murong Che forcibly suppressed the urge to support his forehead, his head was full of black lines, wasn't it just to move? As for it? But... Why is he in a better mood somehow? Even the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a little.

It's just that before Feng Wei said goodbye to Emperor Xiqi, a small army rumbled in the distance, and he knew that it was a Rouran sergeant by looking at the dress.

The sergeant of Rouran is worthy of being an elf on a horse, and he can ride a horse with a lot of tricks.

The team of people and horses sailed straight towards Feng Wei and Murong Che as if they were no one. The Xiqi army was very conscientious, and the future people stopped more than ten meters away.

Although the leader did not wear any armor, he was gorgeously dressed, unlike other Rouran soldiers who showed their breasts and breasts, and they were full of extravagance and the momentum of the superior between their gestures. The facial features are as sharp as a knife, if there is no cold and lonely atmosphere on the face, then he can be regarded as a stunning beauty.

Sure enough, the steppe people are simple, so simple that even the insidious is written on their faces, and they disdain to hide it. Feng Wei was not disgusted with this person, but was full of interest.

She looked at the person on the horse curiously, and Yuan Luo also looked at her curiously. Finally, the eyes were facing each other, and the fire was full of firepower.