After finishing a round of cultivation, when Zhao Ning opened his eyes again, there was no sunlight outside the tent, and the brazier torch orange light cast the figure of the guard on the tent.

For soldiers, there is nothing more cruel than war, which makes people lose their lives, cut off their hands and feet, make people psychologically traumatized, suffer from pain, and even live the rest of their lives.

In the same way, for a soldier, there is no more precious experience than war, it allows people to grow quickly, become strong and tenacious, and the fight between life and death is also the best way in the world to cultivate.

The vanguard battle was extremely cruel, and the soldiers who survived had the qualifications to become elites. The cultivators who have learned a lot in the first battle of their lives are definitely not only Zhao Beiwang.

Many people have broken through the bottleneck and entered the new realm.

It has not been a long time for Zhao Ning to achieve the early stage of the Yuan Shen Realm, but after the cultivation of these few days, the realm is almost complete, and it will not take much time to try to break through the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Realm.

The hour was not early, Zhao Ning was already hungry, he walked out of the tent, ready to order some food.

Before he could speak, he saw that in the open space in front of the big tent, Yang Jiani was roasting a sheep, her technique was quite skillful, and the fragrance was overflowing. The firelight covered her snow-white pretty face with a different kind of red makeup, which was very soft.

The stomach rumbled twice, but Zhao Ning didn't share Yang Jiani's idea of food, as far as he knew, this Nizi meal was surprisingly large, and eating it was her hobby, so she protected the food very much, and this little lamb was estimated to be not enough for her to stuff her teeth.

However, after Yang Jiani noticed Zhao Ning, she took the initiative to signal him to come over, and threw a wine bag over, asking him to wait while drinking, and the mutton would be fine immediately.

As she spoke, she also raised the wine bag beside her with one hand, gestured slightly to Zhao Ning, raised her head very chic and poured a sip, and wiped her mouth casually with her sleeve.

Zhao Ning sat on the withered yellow grass, sipping the wine bag without a mouthful.

The night is not deep or shallow, most of the soldiers have fallen asleep, the orderly camp, there is no hustle and bustle, and the occasional sound is only the collision of the nail leaves of the patrol soldiers, clean and neat, crisp and pleasant.

There was a slight crackling sound of burning firewood, like a gentle music, and there was a different kind of silence on this night between wars. The evening breeze was light, the hairband was lightly raised, Zhao Ning changed to a more comfortable posture, and his attitude was lazy.

The wine from the hands of a foodie is naturally a fine wine, but Zhao Ning is a little unaccustomed to drinking it. These days, he has always been accompanied by the spirits left by Su Yeqing, and unconsciously, his taste has become familiar with that taste.

After experiencing the upheaval of the previous life, Zhao Ning is not a picky person, when the wine bag is half empty, Yang Jiani's roast sheep is finally ready, take a knife and follow everything along the backbone, and the whole sheep becomes an average of two parts.

Taking the half sheep she handed over, Zhao Ning cut a piece with a knife and put it in his mouth, a little surprised, the taste was surprisingly good, even if it was compared with the top chefs in Yanping City, it would not be inferior by half a point.

"It's a foodie, and the craftsmanship is really good. Zhao Ning ate quite happily, so he had to admit that the words he just said in his heart that one sheep was not enough for Yang Jiani to stuff his teeth was completely slanderous.

In fact, Zhao Ning secretly felt strange, at this hour, how could Yang Jiani roast mutton outside the tent.

The biggest possibility is that he is hungry, but it should not be in front of his tent - although a battalion commander will be a deputy general of the battalion, the tent between the two is very close.

"From tomorrow, between wars, I will roast a sheep every night, and if you are hungry, come here. After eating and drinking, Yang Jiani suddenly said something that made Zhao Ning confused.

Zhao Ning instinctively felt that it was not good, there must be a demon when things went wrong, Yang Jiani had no reason to be courteous to him, what this guy had always wanted was to "learn" from him.

Without waiting for Zhao Ning to ask, Yang Jiani explained to herself: "I ate a lot of you before, and before I do it with you, I have to let you eat them all back, so that I won't have a psychological burden when I make a move." ”

Sure enough, only villains and women in the world are difficult to raise, and broken women's hearts are really narrow-minded, how long has it been since this happened, and they are still thinking about being angry, and if they have a grudge, they can't help but revenge?

Zhao Ning felt that his temper was about to come up, he didn't need to be afraid, it was better to fight now!

Just when he was about to get up angrily and go back to copy the guy, Yang Jiani's voice rang out again, "This meal tonight is not counted, this is what I entertained you." ”

Zhao Ning was slightly stunned, Yang Jiani saw that he was puzzled, and took the initiative to explain: "The vanguard can win the first battle, basically relying on you." Your ability to arrange troops is really amazing, and I admire it. So this meal is my respect for you. ”

She said this directly, with a serious look on her face, which was particularly convincing, and Zhao Ning was a little embarrassed by her big black and shiny eyes.

Since he was reborn and praised by others, Zhao Ning can be said to have become accustomed to it, and he can usually accept it calmly, and there is no fluctuation in his heart.

But at this moment, being praised by Yang Jiani, the youngest mid-stage genius of the Yuan Shen Realm in the world, was praised in person, and the other party looked at him directly, as if waiting for him to admit that he was indeed very strong and powerful, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Don't stare at people like this, you can't be tactful and subtle, I know you're sincere, can't you?" Zhao Ning couldn't help but slander again: This guy's head must look different from others.

"It's a trivial matter, so why worry about it. Zhao Ning's face did not change, resisted the urge to cough lightly, gently flicked his sleeves, and left lightly.

......

After receiving the battle report from the Yanmen Army, Song Zhi was silent for a long time.

As the emperor of Great Qi, although he will not interfere with the specific military affairs of the Yanmen Army in wartime, he must be able to understand the big and small wars at the first time.

After reading the excerpt, Song Zhi's first reaction was to suspect that the Yanmen Army was lying about the military situation. In the first battle of the vanguard, he killed 20,000 enemies and lost more than 10,000 himself, such a result was too outrageous for Song Zhi to accept.

But to say that the Yanmen Army really lied about the military situation, it is impossible. Lying about the military situation is generally lying about the number of enemies killed and exaggerating military exploits.

The overreported head can still kill good and brave the merits, but the extra battle damage cannot be covered up, and the post-war inspection of the military roster can be easily exposed.

"The Yanmen Army has been slackened and weakened to such a point?" Song Zhi couldn't help but guess. After a long period of peace, the combat strength of the army will inevitably decline, and this is the law of iron fighting, and no one can avoid it.

As for what Zhao Xuanji said on the excerpt, the Tianyuan Army's combat strength has reached the point where it has never been seen before, and Song Zhi doesn't believe it very much.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to believe it.

A mere barbarian, a small state, an army of a group of savages, will be stronger than the elite of his prosperous Qi?

But no matter what Song Zhi thought in his heart, the facts could not be faked, Zhao Xuanji said that the Tianyuan Army was at its peak, and the Heavenly Wolf Bow was extraordinary, and these could be verified.

The Yanmen army won for a while, and the armor and blades on the corpses of the Tianyuan army on the battlefield were now in the hands of the Yanmen army. Twelve thousand can be faked, but ten thousand and twenty thousand are impossible.

Song Zhi pondered for a long time, but finally dispelled the idea of immediately sending ministers north to inspect. At this time, he should choose to believe in Zhao Xuanji, believe in the Yanmen Army, and believe in their military reports.

However, Song Zhi still called Prime Minister Xu Minglang over and asked the other party's opinion.

Military affairs, can't bypass the prime minister, Xu Minglang will see the battle report of the Yanmen Army sooner or later, and Song Zhi's decision to let Xu Minglang interview him also has his intentions.

Xu Minglang, who was frustrated one after another by the blow to the gate, has been so pressed by Zhao Xuanji in the court that he can't raise his head, and his spirit is not very good during this time, as if he has given up his ambitions, and it is said that he often borrows wine to drown his sorrows, and his mood is depressed.

The prime minister has become a drunkard who has a mess, which is not what Song Zhi wants to see.

Xu Minglang came on order, and while he was reading the battle report, Song Zhi had been observing the changes in the other party's expression. In his calculations, Xu Minglang saw that the Yanmen Army had suffered such a large loss in the first battle, and his eyes would inevitably light up.

From the standpoint of the battle between Xu Minglang and Zhao Xuanji, Mendi and Jiangmen, the Yanmen Army is unfavorable in the battle, which is undoubtedly good news for Xu Minglang and Mendi.

The war is what the Zhao family wants, but now it is not progressing well, this is lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot, and it will give Xu Minglang and the disciples a reason and opportunity to attack the Zhao family.

Judging from the situation that Xu Minglang has been suppressed by Zhao Xuanji now, he wants to regain his momentum and reverse his unfavorable situation, and he urgently needs such an opportunity.

It's a pity that Song Zhi was disappointed. Until he closed the battle report, Xu Minglang didn't show any joy on his face, he still looked like a pool of stagnant water, and he didn't have any evaluation, just waiting for Song Zhi to ask.

Song Zhi was a little unhappy in his heart, so he could only ask directly: "The Yanmen army was unfavorable in the first battle, and the losses were so huge, although the victory was especially defeated, what does the prime minister think?"

Xu Minglang looked at his nose and nose, "Zhen Guogong has already explained in the battle report that the enemy army is strong, different from the previous grassland army, and the pre-war estimate of the army is insufficient, so the loss is great. ”

Song Zhi opened his mouth, and there was anger flashing in his eyes, but in the end he didn't say much. Xu Minglang's reaction made him very depressed, and he suddenly lost the interest in speaking, waved his hand, and motioned for the other party to retreat.

The empty hall was quiet again, Song Zhi pondered for a long time, and suddenly said: "Companion, the prime minister is so depressed, is he already overwhelmed?"

Compared with the battle situation of the Yanmen Army, he is now more concerned about Xu Minglang's state. For the former, although the Yanmen army was unfavorable in the initial battle, Song Zhi still believed that the Yanmen army would eventually defeat the enemy army. He was convinced of this.

Even if a strong army suddenly emerges from the enemy's army, it will only be an example, and the "national strength" of the grassland royal court is there, how can it compete with the Great Qi? At most, the Yanmen army will pay a greater price.

Jing Xinmo, who was serving on the side, knew the emperor's thoughts, so he bowed down and said: "In the past year, the door has broken several times one after another, and now the Zhao family has won the war again, and the prime minister is exhausted......

This is true, but Song Zhi did not agree, but said with deep meaning: "It may be true that you are exhausted, but it's not just because the door has temporarily lost power, right?"

Jing Xinmo peeked at the emperor, "This ...... Your Majesty Shengming. ”

Song Zhi stood up, left the imperial case, and went straight out of the main hall.

It was getting late, and when it was time for the emperor to rest, when he saw the emperor walking towards the harem, Jing Xinmo came up and asked, "Which concubine does Your Majesty want to pass on?"

Song Zhi didn't stop, "Zizhu Palace." ”

Hearing the three words Zizhu Palace, Jing Xinmo's heart moved. Some time ago, Zizhu Palace had a new owner early, but the emperor never went once, as if he had forgotten the existence of the beauty there.

At this time, he suddenly wanted to go to Zizhu Palace, and Jing Xinmo suddenly understood in his heart that the emperor wanted to give a strong hope to the exhausted prime minister.

Others don't know, Jing Xinmo knows very well that the reason why the emperor accepted that beauty into the palace was to cheer up the prime minister who was repeatedly defeated by the Zhao family.

After all, in the process of the collapse of several sects, the officials of the poor sect who obeyed the emperor's orders, especially the Dali Temple, played a role in fueling the troubles.

The former ambitious first minister of the court became sluggish in just a few months without being attacked himself, how could it be just because of a setback in Jiangmen?

The main reason for this is that Xu Minglang believes that he has lost the favor of the emperor.

He felt that his plan to lead the men and suppress the generals had been abandoned by the emperor. The emperor was afraid that the family was too powerful, and he was afraid that he would have too much power, so he wanted to suppress him, and even abandoned him.

But Jing Xinmo knew that the emperor did not intend to abandon Xu Minglang. At least not yet. It can even be said that it is still useful for the emperor to keep Xu Minglang as the prime minister.

Now it seems that just accepting the prime minister's righteous daughter into the palace is not enough to appease and compensate, not enough for the prime minister to confirm that he is still the emperor's confidant.

Speaking of which, the grade of that beauty is indeed not high now, but it is only a fourth-grade talent.

In the emperor's harem, the talented people were the concubines with the lowest status.

And Jing Xinmo is almost certain that as long as that beauty's performance is not too bad tonight, in a few days, the emperor will have a decree to descend, and the grade of which beauty will definitely rise.

Soon, the emperor entered the Zizhu Palace.

The one who took the palace maids to kneel to greet Song Zhi was the so-called prime minister's righteous daughter, Zhao Yujie.