Lao Jing asked some more questions about his confusion in the actual battle, these soldiers can't say it for the time being, anyway, they all feel that the sea clan killed is quite enjoyable, they kobold have never been so proud on the frontal battlefield as they are today.

He couldn't help frowning at receiving such an answer, it seemed that he was only thinking about war and peace after seeing such a miserable battlefield, and most of these soldiers were still bloodthirsty.

As soon as I thought of this, I was interested, and I looked at the bullet consumption again, and I was a little relieved, that big brother Long was never ambiguous, and it seemed that as long as Long Yue was there, he didn't have to worry about running out of bullets.

After instructing the foundries to step up their efforts to build guns, he returned to his courtyard.

As soon as I entered the courtyard and looked at the simple furnishings in the courtyard, my heart that was disturbed just now suddenly quieted down, and the irritability when I just came down from the battlefield disappeared without a trace.

A sense of "home" arose, although he had never seriously thought about what it was like to be at home when he was so old.

But at this moment, the peace of mind made him suddenly have the concept of "home", maybe this is home......

Thinking wildly, she walked up the steps and suddenly heard a "squeak", but it was the wind chime that pushed the door out, and she was naturally followed by a cute little girl.

Seeing the two girls coming, the two of them seemed to have tears in their eyes, and their hearts warmed, and they said warmly: "What's the matter? Are you still blaming your brother for not letting you kill the enemy?"

"Wow......"

"Woo ......"

When the two girls heard this, they couldn't hold back their tears anymore, and they both threw themselves into Lao Jing's arms, crying so sadly.

Jing Jun's scalp exploded, what's wrong, why did he suddenly cry endlessly, poked his head out slightly, and found that there was no one else behind the two.

"What's that?" he asked...... , uh, don't cry yet, isn't someone bullying you, Brother Long?

"Woo...... , No, no, yes, yes, yes, ......yes, , people are worried, worried about you, you, woo woo ......"

It was a wind chime that spoke, although the words were intermittent, but the meaning was very clear, Lao Jing was not a wooden man, his eyes were hot, and he almost burst into tears.

Quickly blinked his eyes a few times, took a deep breath, and said slowly in an affectionate tone: "Hehe, Lingling, what stupid things to say, the eldest brother will be fine......"

"But, but, but people are just burdened, worried......"

Wind Chime said, holding Jing Jun's arms and couldn't help but increase his strength by half a point, the latter immediately felt depressed, and couldn't help but loosen his arms, at this time the very sensitive Wind Chimes hurriedly let go of their arms, and their cheeks full of tears were full of apologies.

"Hurt you, right...... I'm sorry......"

Lao Jing looked at the wind chimes and looked a little flustered, his heart was full of pity, and he said softly: "Hehe, it's okay, Yanran doesn't cry, look at you, your face is ......."

Sure enough, when it comes to the issue of appearance, regardless of age, they are extremely concerned, and the two of them are busy letting go of their hands to wipe their tears, and the old Jing laughed when they saw it.

Feng Chime's pretty face tensed, and he said coldly: "Hmph!

After that, he gave him a shy, infinitely white look.

Mao Yanran raised her little head very seriously and asked, "Brother, do you still see flowers on Yanran's face?"

The girl's innocent words amused Jing Feng and the others no longer held back, and they laughed out loud, and the slightly sad atmosphere was immediately replaced by laughter.

It turned out that the war began, and the Jing army was busy arranging troops with Gou Wuji, and at the end of the battle, Feng Chime ran to him with a demon slaying knife, shouting that he was going to go into battle to kill the enemy.

As soon as this remark came out, not to mention that Lao Jing disagreed, it was that Gou Wujian and a group of soldiers were shaking their heads vigorously, what is this called, if Donghai Town still needs a delicate girl's family to fight the battle, even if it is spread out after winning the battle, it will be shameless.

But the wind chimes are stubborn and can compare to the minotaur, so they don't agree, and in the end, Lao Jing has no choice, please come over and ask Long Yue to help him watch the wind chimes, and he must not let her run to the front.

Long Yue strictly obeyed the clan rules and would never interfere in the disputes between the ethnic groups on the mainland, but it was his uncle's order to protect Jing Jun, Feng Chime, and Mao Yanran, and he agreed in a muffled voice.

Wind Chime still refuses to give up, she knows that Long Yue is very powerful, but she thinks that she is not ambiguous, and actually picks up a knife to compete with Long Yue, if the latter loses, she has to make way for her.

Long Yue is not a child who can't be excited, and he doesn't change his face to the provocation of the wind chime, and directly creates a circular wall of fire around the wind chime.

Wind Chime's body is invulnerable, but she hasn't tried to be burned if it's okay, and she doesn't plan to be burned, what if her skin can't prevent the fire from disfiguring, but she still screams in the fire circle.

Lao Jing saw that this big brother Long actually thought of such a way, and after confirming that the wind chimes would not be in danger, he said "Lingling is obedient" and led the army to fight.

That's it, Long Yue crossed his arms to his chest, Yuan Yue Yue stood outside the circle, the wind chime slashed the wall of fire that could be seen but could not be touched for a while, and scolded and cried for a while, in fact, as a high-quality talent, there were very few words of scolding, and it didn't take long for Long Yue to softly beg Long Yue to let her out, and not to go to the front line, just stand behind and see.

Long Yue was rigid, no matter what the wind chimes were, he was unmoved, until later Mao Yanran appeared here with a panicked expression.

The little girl saw how her sister was locked in the fire cage, and found that the serious-looking Brother Long was also there, which made the little girl confused.

The crisp voice asked and wanted to see how her brother was, but the child was afraid of fire, in fact, if she wanted to, she could easily go inside and take the wind chimes away, but at that time she didn't dare to go in anyway.

In the end, he mustered up the courage to walk up to Long Yue, raised his little head, looked at the Long Great Magician with pitiful eyes, and said softly: "Brother Long, there are so many people from the Sea Clan outside, my sister and I are very worried that something will happen to my brother, so let us go and see, besides, you don't want anything to happen to your brother......"

The little girl pretending to be pitiful made Long Yue unbearable, and after hearing that Jing Jun's safety was in danger, she was even more shocked, and secretly scolded herself for being confused, how could she forget the disciples of the second uncle, the sea clan army is overwhelming, and there are only a few more people in Donghai Town, don't really give anything to do.

But after thinking about it, I can't break the rules of my ancestors, but I can go to see the situation first, and then tell Feng Chime that it's okay to go and see, but to be with him, if Jing Jun is really in danger, he will rescue him.

Of course, the wind chimes were happy and agreed, and just like that, the three of them left the general's mansion, but at the request of Long Yue, they did not arrive at the back of the battle, but stood on the top of a small two-story building very close to the battlefield and watched from afar.

Although Feng Chime was unwilling, he finally saw the eldest brother, and at the same time found that Lao Jing did not charge into battle, but only commanded in the back, and there was no danger for the time being.

However, the blood splattered on the real battlefield, the severed arms and stumps flying sideways, everywhere told the cruelty of war, even though the wind chimes had participated in many battles, but there was no such scale as today, and the hellish scene continued to hit her brain through the optic nerve.

The more she looked at it, the more dread rose in her heart......