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At this time, the 300,000 troops of the Great Shang Empire were divided into three routes and slowly moved towards the border of the Robben Empire. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the rear of the Middle Route Army of the Great Shang Empire was an army of several hundred men, escorting long convoys of grain, each flanked by a soldier close behind, and they kept a distance from the main army.

"Captain Kulen, if you can make meritorious service this time, you will be a centurion. "The one who spoke was a soldier from the fifth squad of the first squadron of the first brigade of the former city defense army, and the soldiers of the fifth squad were assigned to the logistics team of the Western Expeditionary Army and were responsible for protecting grain and grass.

Cullen glanced at Huang Fei, who was sleeping on the grain truck, and shook his head with a smile.

"Slow, when you're my age, maybe you'll think that life is more precious than honor. ”

"How is it possible, I still think that for a good fighter, honor is more important than life. Young Slow didn't understand Cullen's mind at all.

"What, is it time to eat?" Huang Fei's voice disturbed Huang Fei, who rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up, the convoy was still walking slowly, he looked around,

"Well, where are we?"

"Sir, we have just passed through the Mogu West Province, and our current location is the Derinx Province, and after the Black Sand Province and the Cavas Province, we will reach the Mobei Grassland and the Flame City Fortress. ”

Huang Fei nodded with satisfaction, he had a good impression of Cullen, Cullen is a rigorous and serious person, calm and sophisticated, without the impetuousness of young people, and his personality is particularly gentle.

"Sir, what do you think is the most precious thing in life?" asked Slowe curiously.

"What is the most precious thing, let me think about it. Huang Fei snapped his fingers and counted them one by one, "gold coins, beauties, honors, food, status, life, dignity, friends, and victories...... Sloe, you seem to have a lot of answers to this question. ”

“......”

Looking at Slowe's stunned face, Huang Fei smiled, "Slowe, do you know, people's wishes will change, maybe you are pursuing a thing, but you will find that what you really pursue is not what you want to pursue, just like you go to the desert to find treasure, but you will be thirsty after walking for a long time, when you run out of water, even if the biggest treasure is placed in front of you, you don't need it, and all you think of is a glass of water." ”

Slow shook his head, "Sir, what you said is too profound, I still don't understand, I only know that you can die on the battlefield, but you must not be a deserter." ”

"Sloe, if you really had a choice, I'd rather you choose to be deserters than die honorably. ”

Coollen, who was expressionless beside Huang Fei, heard Huang Fei's words, his eyes were full of abnormality, and he stared straight at Huang Fei for a long time.

Just then, the convoy came to a sudden halt.

"Get out of the way, the three princes are coming"

At the front of the logistics team, a group of tiger-wolf guards blocked the road.

"The military order of the headquarters of the Western Expeditionary Army, the logistics team was taken over by Yang Yi, the third prince. A guard took out a yellow-brown military order, and after the logistics captain took the military order and verified it, he flashed sideways, and a handsome young man wearing purple purple armor and a white streamer on his forehead appeared in everyone's sight on a pure black lion's mane horse, and a fat man followed him closely behind him, not smiling.

This is the third prince Yang Yi and his cronies Fu Lang.

Franzema came to Yang Yi's side and muttered a few words in a low voice, Yang Yi turned sideways to listen to a few words, looked up at the sun, and nodded.

"Give the order to go down and set up camp first. ”

In the military tent of the Three Princes

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, it's not that his subordinates are talkative, this General Li Xiangru General Li is too much, no matter how you say that you are also a prince, why don't you let us go to the Chinese army, I can tell you, this is a battle exploit, but it is not your turn. In the military tent, Yang Yi, the third prince of the guard, vented his dissatisfaction.

In order to make war merits, this personal guard deliberately found someone to go through the back door before being transferred to the Western Expeditionary Army to follow the third prince Yang Yi, but he saw that Yang Yi actually went to the main battlefield.

"Hu Liu can't talk nonsense, General Li is out of good intentions, taking into account the safety of this king, don't misinterpret others. ”

The third prince Yang Yi frowned, compared to the domineering of the eldest prince Yang Yu, the city of the second prince Yang Peng, and the ignorance of the fourth prince Yang Tian, the third prince Yang Yi seemed approachable and had a gentle personality, otherwise how would a personal guard dare to talk like this to the dignified prince.

"I knew it would be useless to talk to you,......" Hu Liu wanted to say something, but suddenly found that he really couldn't move the kind third prince in front of him.

"Alas, the subordinates retired. Hu Liu shook his head helplessly and turned to leave the military tent.

When Hu Liu turned to leave, the eyes of the third prince Yang Yi were slightly gloomy.

In fact, it was the Imperial Commander Li Xiangrujun who he went to ask to transfer to the rear army, and he still can't forget the look in Li Xiangru's eyes after listening to his request.

The disdain, mockery, that look in his eyes......

But what did Yang Yi do, in the face of the huge power behind the eldest prince, the second prince's ability to win over the courtiers, he had neither his own power nor outstanding ability, so he could only choose Mingzhe to protect himself, and the greater the credit, the more he would become a burden to himself.

Hu Liu, like these people around him, actually knew their careful thinking Yang Yi had long known.

And if there is no threat, will it really not make the eldest prince and the second prince jealous?

The third prince Yang Yi smiled bitterly, how could a person like Hu Liu understand the darkness of the night during the day......

Lifting the door tent, Yang Yi was ready to go out and take a walk around the camp, always staying in the military tent would make people even more bored.

"The Three Princes. Franc had been standing outside the tent for a long time.

Yang Yi nodded, "Well, Fran will accompany me out for a walk." ”

Fran followed behind the third prince Yang Yi, not leaving an inch, and he was now the only person trusted by the third prince who had lost power.

Fran still clearly remembers that he was lying quietly in the wilderness, his weak body couldn't move if he wanted to, the silence around him was terrible, and it was difficult for even a passer-by to appear, even if one or two passers-by saw him, they sighed and walked silently.

In this era of war and chaos, who can take care of anyone, so Fran did not blame anyone.

At first, he could communicate with the occasional passer-by with his eyes, but after a few days, he didn't even have the strength to blink

Yes If there is a large wasteland, and no one comes, when he is dying, he thinks a lot, regrets in this life, fantasies in the afterlife,

He lay in the cold muddy water and slowly despaired, his body became colder and colder, and his mind began to become confused, and even hallucinated.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight vibration on the ground, pulling him back into reality.

Seeing the comer, Fran wanted to open his mouth and shout for help, but his body couldn't move a little, and he didn't have even the slightest strength.

Fortunately, a carriage got stuck in a mud puddle, and a group of sergeants went up and shouted and retreated for a long time without pushing it out. And he was carried as a corpse by several sergeants to pad the wheel.

Fran, who hadn't moved for a long time, was lifted up, and his stomach suddenly had a cramp, "poof~~puff~~puff~".

A long, loud serial fart came from behind the "dead man".

That scene is still hard to forget, and his life was saved by his fart.

"Who's farting, it's really stinky"

"Don't look at me, I didn't put it!"

"You don't even dare to take the responsibility of releasing p, are you still a ten-master?"

"I'm rubbing, is it true that Lao Tzu is the commander of the ten, and Lao Tzu should admit that the p that does not belong to Lao Tzu was put by Lao Tzu?" The ten-division commander who was pointed out by everyone roared angrily, and everyone finally turned their eyes to him lying on the ground.

"This man seems to be alive, look, still alive?"

The team stopped, and everyone commented on the fat man with a sallow complexion.

He kept shouting in his heart, nodding his head in his heart, yes, yes, I put the fart, I really put it, I am the one who farted. Hahaha~

"Well, why did you stop?" came the voice from the carriage.

"Report to the third prince, I found a hungry refugee on the side of the road. One of his subordinates came running over and replied.

"Oh, give me something to eat, let's pass it! What smell is coming, it seems to be a little stinky......"

Lying on the cold ground at this moment, Fran thought that he was completely hopeless, and he even felt that his soul was about to leave his body, when he heard a voice that he would never forget in his life.

"Don't surround it, the third prince has an order, give this person something to eat......"

Since then, Fran has secretly made up his mind to repay His Royal Highness the Three Princes with his own voice, even if the Three Princes are the softest, weakest, and least popular among the three princes.