Sifujin knew that the persuasion of language at this time was very pale, so he could only think of ways to talk about other topics, so that Mao Tongtong didn't want to do these for the time being.

It's always happy to be together when two people from the same time and space have similar personalities. After a while, the minions outside heard hahaha laughter coming from inside.

At noon that day, Sifujin stayed for dinner before leaving.

Before leaving, Mao Tongtong sent her all the way to the gate of the house, quite reluctant.

"Let's live next door! If people who don't know see you, they will think that we are separated by 108,000 miles! Sifu Jin couldn't help but laugh.

"It's rare to see each other when you live next door!" Mao Tongtong pursed his lips and said, "You promised me that our master would come to see me often during the days when he didn't come back." ”

"Got it! You can come here when you have time! If you really have something to do in your house, I can come to you quickly. Sifujin sent out an invitation.

"Aren't I afraid of disturbing your love with the fourth master!" Mao Tongtong quipped.

"If you say that, be careful that I don't come in the future!" Sifujin pretended to be angry.

Mao Tongtong stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "Just kidding! But when your grandfather was here, I really didn't dare to go. His ice cube face, probably you can stand it! ”

Sifu Jin laughed and said, "Okay, I'll invite you to come another day when he's not in the mansion!" ”

"This can be had!" Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

On the Mongolian steppe, after a night of running, the eighth master and his soldiers were very tired. But everyone's mood was very excited. After winning the battle, all these hard work was not in vain, and it was still worth it.

After giving the order to stop the pursuit, the army returned to the camp to rest.

The eighth master stumbled when he dismounted. After a whole day and a night of sleep, his body became a little weak.

Chen Guo had been waiting in the camp, and he hurriedly rushed forward to support the eighth master.

"Lord Belle, are you alright? Do you want to call a military doctor to take a look? ”

The eighth master waved his hand and said, "No need." It's just a little tired, just get some sleep. ”

"Then the minion will serve you to freshen up." Chen Guo said.

The eighth master nodded, and most of his body leaned on Chen Guo.

From the capital to the grassland, except for rainy days, he was on a horse the rest of the time. After arriving at the grassland, the first attack failed, and he became more and more afraid to rest, and thought of turning the situation around the night. Now that I have finally ushered in a big victory, I can't help but relax my spirit, and this exhaustion is even worse.

The eighth master knew in his heart that this was still related to the injury of the Lantern Festival. Although the toxins in the body are clear, it is still difficult to return to the original state for a while.

A year ago, if he had marched and fought like this, he would have felt tired, but he would not have almost no strength to stand like he did now.

Thinking of Mao Tongtong angrily saying that he was reckless before leaving Beijing, the eighth master couldn't help laughing. If you let Mao Tongtong know what he looks like now, I'm afraid I'll start nagging again.

But he really wanted to hear Mao Tongtong nagging in his ear now. I haven't seen you for more than half a month, and I really miss it!

"Lord Belle, get a good night's sleep. The minion asked the cook to stew some soup. After a while you wake up and drink. Chen Guo took off his armor for the eighth master, and said after washing up.

The conditions in the barracks are not as good as those in the house, but Chen Guo still thinks of a way to make up for the eighth master. One is that he looks distressed when he looks at it himself. Second, he is also afraid that Mao Tongtong will scold him after returning to Beijing! According to the eighth master's appearance, I am afraid that when I return to Beijing, I will lose a lot of weight!

"Pass the order, have lunch today, and everyone will add broth!" Eight Masters said. He knew very well that the minds of these rough men were the most pure. Don't look at the broth as inconspicuous, but it can warm people's hearts! When you make people charge into battle when you fight, you should also make them eat and drink.

"Yes, the minion will go." Chen Guo covered the eighth master with a quilt and withdrew.

The eighth master soon fell asleep. After a while, snoring sounded in the tent. When Chen Guo came back to serve after being busy, he couldn't help but be startled by the snoring. It's just that after being scared, the rest is distressed.

If he wasn't so tired, how could the eighth master snore?

When the eighth master woke up, it was already afternoon, and it was already past lunchtime. But the spirit has recovered a lot.

"Lord Belle is hungry, the slave will let people pass the meal." Chen Guo said with a smile.

"The soldiers are up and eating?" The eighth master asked.

"All up. But it's an hour later than usual! Chen Guo said.

The eighth master nodded, which was also expected. After all, I stayed up all night without resting.

"Go and call Nawu." Eight Masters said.

"Lord Belle better eat first." Chen Guo persuaded.

"No conflict." Eight Masters said.

Chen Guo had no choice, so he could only pass the meal while asking people to call Nawu.

When Na Wu came, the eighth master's lunch had just been delivered.

"Have you eaten it?" The eighth master asked casually.

"The last general has already eaten." That martial arts.

The eighth master nodded, and asked while eating, "Is there any news from the army on the left?" ”

"Not yet." Na Wu Dao: "It shouldn't be so fast." We have sent a message before dawn, and I am afraid that there will be a bad battle to be fought when they intercept the Tumut tribe. ”

"I guess there will be news in the evening. If it goes well, our battle may end early. "The eighth master said.

"The last general thinks that it is not easy to capture alive." That martial arts.

The eighth master glanced up and said with a smile: "You really say everything!" ”

"The end will just be the truth. He has lived in the grassland for many years, and he must have left himself a way back. Didn't Galdan also die and struggle for a few years? "That martial arts.

"He doesn't have the skills of Galdan!" The eighth master sneered and said, "Galdan was much more strategic than these rabble back then!" These few are too confident, and they are too underestimated! But you're right, we are not familiar with the grassland, and it is easy for him to slip away. ”

"The main thing is that it's too difficult to capture alive." That martial arts.

The eighth master lowered his eyes, couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly, and said, "The order of Huang Ama." It's hard to execute! ”

Na Wu has nothing to say now. He thought it was the eighth master who wanted to make meritorious service! If they were captured alive and sent to Beijing, the meaning of military exploits would be different.

"Do your best." The eighth master said: "Wait for the news of the left army to come." You go and let everyone rest and recuperate! ”

"Yes, the last general will go." Nawu was ordered to go out.

After lunch, the eighth master asked Chen Guo to write a letter. He just dreamed of Mao Tongtong and wanted to write a letter home.

In the evening, the news of the army on the left came that Taiji of the Tumet tribe really did not catch it, and fled with a few hundred cronies.

"Ming'er will pull out the camp early in the morning and join the army on the left." The eighth master ordered. Don't underestimate these hundreds of people, the smaller the team, the harder it is to catch. Because they are more flexible and easier to hide. He needs to consult with the leaders of the army on the left. There is also this battle report, which must also be summarized before it can be reported.