Chapter 239: Ma Hongying's Death (I)

Gu Shiwei was not surprised.

She was inspired by the fact that the Northern Dynasty soldier cut open Amu's stomach and took his heart, liver and lungs to feed the dogs.

If Ma Hongying died at the hands of the Northern Dynasties, then Wu Jiang should not be so indifferent to the Northern Dynasties.

"It was gray and hazy...... In the distance, even the walls of Yanmen Pass cannot be seen. ”

Wu Jiang said, his mind completely returned to the absurd day he didn't want to recall.

The grass and trees outside Beiguan are withered and yellow, and there is no greenery in half of it, Wu Jiang squatted on the wall, holding a soup bowl in one hand and nibbling on black dumplings in the other!

He didn't like this kind of gloomy weather, Wu Jiang thought about it and scolded, "Just this stinky weather, it doesn't look like it's going to snow, but like it's going to fall bird!" It's really annoying to look at, if the Northern Dynasty dog comes, let the master open his head into a scoop and poop the bird. ”

The border is bitter and cold in winter, and there is nothing to be funny about.

Wu Jiang has been in the army for a long time, and he has also learned the old man's speech, and he opened his mouth to scold his mother and scold the dog with his mouth closed.

The person squatting next to him was named Wu Zhong, a white fat man who would get fat when he drank saliva.

Wu Jiang glanced at his white face, and couldn't help but play with him, he put the half-eaten black dumplings in his hand close to Wu Zhong's ears, and pretended to be aggrieved, "Wuzhong Wuzhong, the wind and sand in this Beiguan have blown all the dumplings black, why can't you blow your face?" ”

It's not the first time he's played like this, Wu Zhong wasn't annoyed at all, he laughed, "I know General Ma thinks you're black, and you won't be so jealous of me!" ”

Wu Zhong said, deliberately moving closer to the black dumpling, "Are you angry, are you angry?" General Wu said, if you win the battle, you will give the little general white noodles, you have to be more powerful, our brothers are all pointing to you to eat meat and drink wine! ”

Wu Jiang's face collapsed when he heard this, he had been eating black dumplings for a long time.

His son, General Wu, is strict in governing the army, and he will never have any preferential treatment because of his surname Wu.

There is no small stove, the man makes rice and makes a nest, then he eats the nest, and if he makes black dumplings, he eats black dumplings.

He just wanted to speak, but he screamed, and suddenly took back the black dumpling that stretched out, "Die long!" If you want to find a good latrine, you should go to the royal capital to find someone surnamed Yelu......"

"Their golden bowl is not enough for you to pull! Black dumplings are also dumplings, you stupid bird is blind, why are you pulling on my dumplings......"

Wu Zhong, who was squatting next to him, laughed so hard that he almost fell to the ground, and the other soldiers guarding the city wall couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, Wu Jiang, you cat-hate-dog-hating bird-hating guy! The crow saw that you couldn't swallow it, and kindly added some pickles to you, and you didn't thank it yet. ”

Wu Jiang heard Ma Hongying's familiar voice, turned his head and looked towards the staircase of the city tower, and before he saw anyone, he first saw the terrifying sledgehammer.

The big copper hammer has been used for many years, and I don't know how much blood has seeped into it, and it looks like it has an ominous and strange feeling, and at first glance it is a murder weapon stained with countless lives.

After the sledgehammer showed up, Ma Hongying, who was carrying the sledgehammer, walked up unexpectedly.

She was dressed in red and armored, and there was a subtle sound of metal colliding with every step she took.

Wu Jiang looked at it, threw the steamed bun with bird droppings, and the black crow that had been waiting on the side for a long time grabbed the dumpling like lightning, and flew away at once.

He threw the bowl on the castle tower beside him, and the movement in his hand quickened.

Not only him, but Wu Zhong also stopped laughing, quickly picked himself up, and then stood by Wu Jiang's side.

"Hongying, shouldn't there really be that little dog from the Northern Dynasty who sent his head thousands of miles away, right? Ahh I also asked someone to make you a flower dumpling, which is the one with dates embedded in it, and the birthday peach......

Ma Hongying laughed, "Who likes that thing!" That sweet thing is only liked by Han Shiyan. ”

"If you want to write a letter to Han Shiyan, then write it when you come back! This time I promise not to sneak anything into it! ”

Wu Jiang listened, his teeth itching with hatred.

Han Shiyan killed his future father-in-law's family again, his princess wanted to go crazy when she wanted to tell him about her relatives, and last time he wrote to Han Shiyan to laugh at him, but Ma Hongying didn't know where to copy a love poem, sandwiched it and sent it over.

Boy! Within three days, he had received nineteen letters from the Princess's Mansion!

It's such a thick pile!

From the first letter of disbelief, to the second letter of scolding him for not being able to live with Ma Hongying...... Later, Han Shiyan was going to be driven out of the house...... In the end, I have to go to find Mrs. Ma and Mrs. Wu to complain......

Just that piece of paper almost made all three of them be beaten and swept away.

Han Shiyan's mother was reluctant to fight, Ma Hongying and her mother couldn't beat it, and her father couldn't beat it when he went to the battlefield in Western Xia...... He was the only one who was seriously beaten by his father......

Ma Hongying playfully stuck out her tongue, "Okay, okay!" Speaking of business, the scout came to report that there was an abnormal movement in the chaotic stone formation ahead, and there was a small group of northern dogs on the side. Let's go over and find out. ”

Wu Jiang nodded and went downstairs in response.

No wonder they are not too nervous, every year when it is winter, the people of the Northern Dynasties often come to the border and snatch the winter food stored by the people at the border pass.

Their team of about 100 people often goes on this kind of expulsion mission, which is not a war at all, that is, a deterrent by force. The imperial court now intends to fight against the Western Xia, and they try to avoid major conflicts in Beiguan.

After swallowing his anger for a long time, Wu Jiang squatted on the wall and was so irritable.

Ma Hongying and Wu Jiang are both familiar hands, and soon set off, they are only a team of 100 people, and they don't know how many times they have been to Stonehenge, and the whole team is exceptionally fast.

"Everyone cheer up, it's a gray day that is easy to see and hide, and we have to be careful that there is an ambush. Don't take it lightly just because you do too much of this kind of thing on a daily basis. ”

"What if that northern dog just takes advantage of our laziness and negligence?"

"When I get rid of those pesky bedbugs and get back to the city, I'll invite everyone to drink, after all, it's ...... Haha, it's my Ma Hongying's birthday! ”

Ma Hongying has a hearty temperament, although she is a girl, she is brave in battle, and the soldiers under her have never been convinced.

As soon as Ma Hongying said this, everyone cheered, "General Xiao Wu has prepared a birthday gift?" If the gift is too light, the brothers will not obey it. ”

Ma Hongying listened and whistled softly.

The team, which had been lazy and lazy before, suddenly became solemn. It seems that he has become a strong soldier in an instant.

Wu Jiang glanced at Ma Hongying, who was riding at the front, and his heart blossomed!

How can God treat him so well! There is a powerful father, a powerful uncle, two powerful Korean friends, and a powerful daughter-in-law!

He decided, from now on, God he will be surnamed Wu!