The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 427 Your Highness, Do You Like Me (22)

Lingbei City is another border city of Liang State, not far from Mobei City, but its geographical location is not as superior as Mobei City.

The terrain there is steep and unsuitable for military operations.

Therefore, no one expected that the Lord of Xia would abandon Mobei City and attack Lingbei City instead.

Cheng Anlan frowned slightly.

He pondered for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Gather all the lieutenants to the main account and discuss the countermeasures."

Then he glanced at Qiao Rong who was standing quietly at the side, paused, lowered his eyes slightly and said: "Your Highness, go back and rest first, you don't need to come here these days."

Qiao Rong looked at his serious expression, didn't say anything, just nodded obediently.

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For three consecutive days, all the soldiers in the barracks looked anxious.

In order not to cause trouble for them, Qiao Rong stayed in his tent and didn't go anywhere.

Three nights later.

The barracks was brightly lit, and there were faint noises and the barking of horses.

Qiao Rong lifted the curtain a little bit, and glanced at the situation outside the tent.

The few soldiers coming and going were all wearing armor and holding red-tasseled guns.

Qiao Rong looked in the direction they were walking.

There, a large team of soldiers had already gathered neatly.

The raging flames on the torch almost illuminated the entire night sky, and even dyed the sky canvas with some spectacular and exciting blood.

Tang Song and several other lieutenants raised their voices and organized the order of these troops.

Sitting on the horse, Cheng Anlan glanced over these high-spirited soldiers one by one, and finally seemed to notice something, and suddenly shifted his gaze to Qiao Rong's direction.

Then he met her eyes from a distance.

He paused slightly.

Qiao Rong looked at the scene in front of her, thought for a while, and felt that they should be preparing to go to war, but Cheng Anlan obviously still had no plans to let her participate in the war.

Then she, it's better not to disturb him at this juncture.

It's just that when she was about to put down the curtain, Cheng Anlan suddenly turned over, got off the horse, and walked in her direction.

Qiao Rong was stunned for a moment, and stood there watching him approaching gradually, holding onto the curtain with her fingers, not knowing whether she should continue to put it down.

It wasn't until Cheng Anlan stood still in front of her that she blinked and asked in confusion: "General?"

Cheng Anlan looked at her for a while, and then said: "This time I went to Lingbei City to defend against foreign enemies, but in order to prevent them from attacking others, Deputy Tang will lead some soldiers to stay in the barracks, so His Highness stays here, don't worry about safety.

Qiao Rong froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "Well, I'm not worried."

Cheng Anlan nodded slightly, said nothing more, and planned to turn around and return to the team.

Qiao Rong thought for a while, and stopped him when he turned around: "General!"

Cheng Anlan paused for a moment, then looked sideways slightly: "What else is there for Your Highness?"

Qiao Rong's eyes fell on the large and small wounds on the hand holding the sword hilt, pursed his lips, and said softly: "General, swords have no eyes on the battlefield, you must also be careful not to get hurt... ..."

Cheng Anlan was slightly startled.

He looked at her pair of clear and beautiful eyes.

These eyes, which usually carry a sweet smile, are now filled with a clearly visible look of worry.

Cheng Anlan's fingers holding the hilt of the sword tightened slightly.

He was silent for a while, then nodded slowly: "Don't worry, Your Highness."

He took one last look at her before turning away.

Qiao Rong stood where he was, watched him walk away, got on his horse, and then gave an order, followed by tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

The sound of horseshoes is melodious, and the dust is flying.

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(End of this chapter)