Chapter 11: The Night Thorn

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Who joins the army and doesn't want to go into battle to kill the enemy and defend the country?

Besides, Qinglin felt that this Mu Heng let himself participate in the room, which must have other meanings.

Three steps turned into two steps, Qinglin caught up with Mu Heng, at this moment the latter was leading the newcomer forward, seeing Qinglin running, he couldn't help but stop: "What's the matter?"

"Captain Wan, I, Qinglin, came to join the army, kill the enemy for the imperial horse, and gallop on the battlefield. Now, why did you let me enter the room?" Qinglin's little face showed anger, and his words were very impulsive, and he did not hide his dissatisfaction.

Mu Heng frowned: "You look down on cooking?"

"I didn't!" Qinglin defended: "I just think that so many of us came, but Captain Wan only let me enter the room, could it be that he looked down on me?"

"At a young age, he is very sharp. ā€

Mu Heng shook his head and smiled: "The battlefield is like blood, and people die step by step, do you think you are suitable to go into battle to kill the enemy?"

"What is suitable, what is uncomfortable?" Qinglin asked again: "I have to be able to kill the enemy to be considered suitable?" If I can stab the enemy and kill my comrades in the rear, it will be dead, and it will not be uncomfortable. ā€

"Humph!"

Mu Heng's face sank suddenly, he snorted coldly, and shouted: "I'm telling you like this, you can't cultivate, and you are the son of the leader of Zhenlei King Qingyuan." He can indulge you to come to the army to frolic and have fun, but we can't! If you go to the battlefield, in case something bad happens, how can we explain to the commander?!"

"Captain Wan, aren't you afraid that I will tell my father this?" Qinglin's eyes narrowed, a little narrow: "When my sister came to the army, did you also think that she was a girl and slandered her with such words?"

Mu Heng was speechless, when Qingchan first came to the army, although he did not join the thirteenth army, he also felt in his heart that there was no successor to Qingyuan Mansion, so he joined the army as a daughter.

However, in just a few months, Qingchan's performance was impressive, and she couldn't help but not lose to the men at all, and she had been a garrison in the army, with 3,000 soldiers under her command.

Now, Qinglin's words can be regarded as speaking to his heart, his old face turned red, and he retorted: "Although Qingchan is a daughter, she has a talent that even men can't match. And if you can't cultivate, what's the use of going to the battlefield? I will assign you a room for your safety. ā€

Wang Hu and the others looked at Qinglin with interest.

As a newcomer, Qinglin was the first to dare to talk to Captain Wan like this.

"I don't need to!"

Qinglin shouted directly: "If Captain Wan insists on assigning me to a room, I will tell my father that you look down on his son!"

"You-"

Mu Heng's language was stagnant, he said that it was okay, but once Qinglin really complained, he would be punished.

"Okay!" Mu Heng was helpless: "Since you dare to come to join the army, if your courage is commendable, follow them for the time being, and be careful in the future." ā€

"Thank you, Captain Wan!" Qinglin suddenly smiled, he had a pure heart, and according to him, he was a good person.

"You have the audacity to speak to Captain Wan like this. On the way forward, Wang Hu gave Qinglin a thumbs up.

"Hmph, I'm not here to cook. Qinglin paused for a moment, and then said, "Besides, I really can't cook!"

Wang Hu: "......"

......

Qinglin, the son of the King of Zhenlei, joined the army, and the matter soon spread.

There were many people and many discussions, all of which were unfair thoughts: He couldn't cultivate, so what did he do in the army? This is not a place for him to play.

Qinglin heard about it a little, but he didn't care, he felt that in the future, these people would think highly of themselves.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

The army is simple, the accommodation is simple, and although Qinglin is the son of the King of Zhenlei, he still has to start as a soldier, and it just so happens that he and Wang Hu are in a tent.

There are twenty people in the tent, and they joined the army a few years ago, and only Qinglin and Wang Hu are newcomers.

"Hello everyone. Wang Hu was clever, and greeted everyone as soon as he came: "My name is Wang Hu, and I hope you will take care of you." ā€

"You can't take care of it, in battle, you only care about killing the enemy, and no one will protect you. ā€

Someone stood up from the wooden bed, burly, two meters long, and smiled at Qinglin and the two: "My name is Yu Cheng." ā€

"These two empty seats are the sleepers of our two brothers who died only the day before yesterday, I hope you can hold on. Another person opened his mouth and introduced himself, and his name was Xiang Dong.

"What's your name?" looked east towards Qinglin.

"My name is Qinglin. Qinglin smiled, the sun was shining, and his teeth were snow-white, which was very endearing.

However, when the word 'Qinglin' fell, Xiang Dong followed Yu Cheng with no smile, his brows furrowed, and he said, "Qinglin Mansion of Qingyuan?"

Qinglin's heart jumped and nodded.

"I have long heard that the little prince of Qingyuan Mansion has come to join the army, and I am really fortunate that he is in our tent. ā€

Yu Cheng bit the word 'lucky' very hard, but his face was extremely unhappy: "In the future, you have to be careful." We live with you, but we are powerless to take care of you. This army is not a place to play, so I advise you to go back early and enjoy your glory and wealth. ā€

Qinglin is a little aggrieved, from childhood to adulthood, the people in the house from top to bottom, which one is not to take care of himself, when he lets go and is afraid of the cold, he is afraid of the mouth and the mouth.

But how long has it been since I came to the army, and I have been sneered at several times, these people still live with themselves, and they will not look up in the future, how is it good?

"Why do you all look down on me? What's wrong with my father being Qingyuan? I didn't rely on my father to come to the army, just to sweep away the enemy and restore peace to the empire!"

Yu Cheng was stunned, he didn't think that Qinglin would think like this, and his good feeling increased slightly, but he still sighed: "You don't know that the danger of war cannot be compared with the stability of the family. Even if you sleep in a tent, you can't sleep at night. I've heard about you, you can't cultivate, come to the army ......"

"I can cultivate!"

Qinglin has found the center of gravity, these people feel that they can't cultivate, and they came here because they think it's fun in the army, so they are so ridiculous.

"Can you cultivate?" Yu Cheng was stunned again: "What are you kidding, Mrs. Zhenlei Wang has been pregnant for ten years and gave birth in three days, but it is a waste ...... But he can't cultivate, who doesn't know about this?"

Qinglin didn't bother to explain: "Anyway, I can cultivate, and you will know in the future." ā€

......

The army was hard, the food and housing were poor, Qinglin had never lived like this, but he was angry in his heart and tried hard to adapt.

In three days, Qinglin already knew something about the army, and he couldn't wait to write a letter to his mother, telling her that he was very safe and happy.

Time flies, and it's night again.

The sky was extremely dark, starlightless, and dark clouds shrouded it, as if it were going to rain and snow.

The wind howls and breathes the heart, like a complete ghost crying, making it difficult to sleep.

Qinglin lay on the bed, tossing and turning, tossing and turning.

There was a thunderous snoring sound next to him, it was Wang Hu's.

Everyone else had their eyes closed, their breathing was steady, and they were already asleep.

It has been three days since he joined the army, and Qinglin is still unwell.

There is no home stove here, no subordinates to serve, no food to eat, and the rich have become beggars, and they need to be excessive.

Qinglin opened his eyes wide, blinked a few times, couldn't sleep, got up from the bed, walked out of the military tent softly, and looked up at the sky.

A guard walked by the tent, his steps were whole, his expression was serious, and he did not look directly.

Seeing Qinglin standing outside the tent, they walked over, the first one with a beard on his face, stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"

The sky and earth were dark, Qinglin could vaguely see his appearance, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning: "You are not allowed to have a beard in the army, who are you?"

"The man who killed you!"

The big man suddenly smiled, suddenly pulled out the long knife at his waist, and stabbed it at Qinglin's chest.

Qinglin cultivated his limbs, but his chest and head were fragile, and when he saw the flashing light of the knife, he was shocked and hurriedly retreated into the tent.

No, the team rushed in directly, the big man still stabbed at Qinglin, and the others pulled out their long knives and directly cut off the heads of a few sleeping people in the tent!

Qinglin's eyes widened, and someone's head rolled to the ground, and blood spurted wildly from his neck, among which there was Xiang Dong, who spoke today!

He couldn't believe that the big man in front of him was really here for the assassination, and his reaction was too slow and he couldn't dodge, so he could only resist the sharp tip of the knife with his arm.

"Boom!"

The long knife slashed into Qinglin's arm, and the blade rolled directly, and there was an incredible sound of metal impact!

Qinglin can smash thousands of catties of boulders with only his meat fist, which shows that it is hard, although this blade is sharp, it cannot bring damage to it.

"Wake up!"

At this moment, Qinglin Fang really reacted and immediately opened his mouth to drink.

As soon as the words fell, Yu Cheng got up first, and others followed suit, but Wang Hu was still asleep.

Qinglin kicked Wang Hu's bed, and the latter woke up suddenly, and when he jumped off the bed, he shouted, "Who?!"

No one answered, only the muffled sound of steel clashes.

He was so clever that he immediately knew the battle, drew his bed sword, and joined the warband.

"The enemy is very easy to identify, the people of the four major tribes, the men are all bearded and faceless, and the women all have spiritual patterns on their skin and arms, and when they fight, they will emit light. Yu Cheng knew that Qinglin and Wang Hu had just arrived, and they didn't recognize the enemy, so he immediately shouted.

"Dare to come to my imperial military headquarters to assassinate and find death!"

Wang Hu was bold, and as soon as Yu Cheng's voice fell, he slashed at one of them with a knife.

Qing Lin completely reacted at this moment, his speed was extremely fast, his limbs flashed red, and the pitch-black tent was actually bright, and he could easily distinguish friend and foe.

Taking a step back and dodging the big man's slash attack, Qinglin suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the big man's knife arm, and shouted, "Don't move!"

The big man laughed cruelly, the light in his hand flickered, and he struggled to shake, suddenly shaking away Qinglin's arm, and then his body flipped, and the long knife in his hand stabbed a person suddenly.

"Whew!"

The sword was drawn, and blood spurted wildly.

Qing Lin's eyes were round, his face was pale, and endless regret was born in his heart, if he had just killed this big man, that person would not have died!

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