Once ashore, in two or three days, we will be able to reach the border pass.

Song Jun suggested that everyone has been tired recently, so they should have a good night's rest first, and then set off early tomorrow morning.

Everyone had no opinions, found the most ordinary post station, asked for two rooms, and the group rested.

And on the same night, Qi Jingchen and Miao Fu, who were far away in Hudi, finally waited for the long-awaited north wind.

According to the plan in advance, Qi Jingchen took the only piece of jade pendant on his body, called a few large jars of spirits, and invited the soldiers guarding the granary to drink.

A little boy, who looks like the delicate and beautiful people of the Central Plains, speaks nonsense but is authentic, bold and bold, a few glasses of spirits are in the stomach, and the soldiers gradually take off their guard and call Qi Jingchen brothers.

Seeing that it was almost over, Qi Jingchen secretly gestured to Miao Fu, so Miao Fu carried a hundred and ten pounds of sheepskin felt soaked in grease.

Each granary threw in a piece of felt, and the felt was already in love, and when it was soaked in grease, it was even more fireful.

When Miao Fu set fire to all the granaries and arrived at the place agreed by the two in advance, Qi Jingchen had already secretly escaped, but he didn't leave immediately, but ran to the stable, untied all the reins, lit a hanging of firecrackers and threw it in.

The horses were frightened, neighed and ran around.

Over there are Hu people busy fighting fires, and here are war horses running around. Qi Jingchen patted the dust on his hands, turned around and ran in the other direction.

When the two finally converged, someone over there also chased after them, Qi Jingchen was accidentally hit by an arrow in the back because he came late, Miao Fu didn't say a word, picked him up and ran in the direction of the Great Jin army with all his strength.

Seeing that the Hu man behind him raised his bow and arrow again, Qi Jingchen turned his head and smiled slightly, quietly moved his body, the arrow that should have been shot into Miao Fu's leg landed on Qi Jingchen's calf, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

"What's wrong?" Miao Fu didn't dare to stop the speed, but his ears were always paying attention to the surroundings, and he hurriedly asked after hearing the muffled snort.

Qi Jingchen gritted his teeth, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and scolded, "You're so fucking thin, your back hurts your chest!" ”

Miao Fu smiled innocently, and asked with concern, "How is the injury on your back?" Do you want to stop and deal with it? ”

"Don't!"

Qi Jingchen refused without hesitation,

"What's this little injury? Believe it or not, if you don't carry me, the master can still catch up with you! ”

"Hey, hey." Miao Fu saw that he still had the strength to brag, so he didn't talk nonsense and continued to run.

Qi Jingchen watched the blood dripping behind him quickly be covered by Sha Xue, and put a little snack, but he didn't know why his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

"Damn, won't the master drink too much?" Before fainting, Qi Jingchen was still thinking about it.

When he opened his eyes again, he thought that he would see General Nie standing in front of his bed, shushing himself and praising his bravery.

Who knows, the target is still Miao Fu's chapped face like a turtle shell, and if you look to the side, it is still full of yellow sand.

He looked at Miao Fu in disbelief.

Miao Fu saw him wake up, touched his forehead, and then touched his own, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally no more burning." ”

Qi Jingchen is now lying on his stomach, lying on a tattered sheepskin felt with his side face, as soon as he wants to get up, he is held down by Miao Fu, "You have a back injury, you can't lie down!" ”

"Shall I sit up then?" Qi Jingchen shouted.

Miao Fu covered his ears and helped him sit up.

"Where is this? Why haven't we returned to the barracks yet? As soon as Qi Jingchen sat up, he couldn't wait to ask.

Miao Fu turned around to look at the wound on his back, and then at the wound on his calf: Fortunately, the blood had stopped, it had dried up, and it had formed black blood scabs.

"I'm asking you!" Qi Jingchen asked again.

Miao Fu glanced at him, extinguished the bonfire with yellow sand, and said, "Immediately, you can return to the barracks at night, your injuries are too serious, and you have a fever and talk nonsense, I finally found a shed for the herdsmen to rest, fortunately you are fine now, then let's continue to travel in a while." ”

Qi Jingchen then remembered that in a daze, he did hear someone anxiously shouting his name, he thought it was Hu Ren, and kept telling himself to run hard, run quickly.

He looked at the wound on his leg, looked around, and asked, "And how did I get rid of the fever?" ”

Miao Fu paused his hand to bury the fire, and said vaguely, "When I came out, my family brought medicine. ”

Qi Jingchen looked at the wound on his leg that already had scab marks, and asked in surprise, "What kind of medicine works so well?" Show me! ”

Miao Fu shook his head, "No, there is only one left, I gave you to eat last night." ”

Qi Jingchen didn't care, he tried to stand up, but he didn't know if it was because of the medicine, but there was only a faint pain, and everything else was fine.

But Miao Fu insisted on carrying him on his back in order to hurry, and before dark, they finally rushed back to the army of the Great Jin.

General Nie Qi was also anxious at this time.

The emperor's secret decree, the queen mother's decree, and the letter of the king of Jin, come every day or two, that little ancestor has been missing for almost four months, even if he can find it, it is estimated that it will be a dry corpse, and he regrets a little that he let that young man develop freely.

Not because of identity, but because of those two vibrant lives.

Nie Qi was even ready to be dismissed and beheaded.

He was looking at the so-called ultimatum in his hand and began to sort through the letters.

The talismans, handsome seals, and official uniforms were laid out one by one, and Nie Qi bowed deeply to them.

"General Nie, what are you doing here?" A teenager's voice rang out from the doorway.

Nie Qi looked at the door in disbelief, only to see Qi Jingchen being supported by Miao Fu, waving away the general who wanted to come up to help, limping to the bookcase, laughing, "General Nie, have you been dismissed?" ”

Nie Qi was stunned for a moment, looked at the outfits of the two, and asked in disbelief, "Where did you two go?" ”

Miao Fu scratched his head and smiled innocently.

Qi Jingchen limped and sat on the main seat behind the bookcase, raised his head and said, "General Nie, did you hear that the grain and grass of the Hu people were burned and the war horses ran away?" ”

Nie Qi raised his eyebrows.

Qi Jingchen proudly cocked his injured leg, shook it, and picked up the handsome seal to play with.

Nie Qi picked up his collar and pulled it up, "Bastard boy, can you sit on this son?" ”

Then he sat down, put away the handsome seal talisman, and said, "Okay, Ben Shuai knows, go back and recuperate." ”

"Huh? That's it, that's it? Qi Jingchen asked in disbelief.

Nie Qi raised his eyebrows and asked nonchalantly, "As a citizen of the Great Jin Dynasty and a soldier, isn't this what you should do?" ”

"Okay! Yes! You can do it! Qi Jingchen gritted his teeth angrily and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.