The Invincible Sixth Prince

The next morning, they set out for Shuofang.

Qin Qihu did not go back with them.

Qin Qihu also had to select war horses for the Blood Clothes Army to avoid having to eat the ones left over by Yu Shizhong.

The Beihuan personnel responsible for escorting war horses and supplies will also return today.

Considering that Jia Yao sent so many mares, Yun Zheng asked Yu Shizhong to prepare some food for the people from Beihuan before leaving, so that they would not have to run back hungry.

It was approaching July.

Looking up, the vast grassland is full of vitality.

As they crossed the grassland diagonally, they could occasionally see herdsmen who had migrated from Beihuan grazing their livestock.

However, Jia Yao did not appreciate this familiar yet unfamiliar grassland too much.

Most of the time, Jia Yao followed Yun Zheng and the others on the road.

To Yun Zheng and his friends, this grassland may be beautiful.

But for her, this grassland is a scar in her heart.

This is their lost territory.

Her father and brother also died on this grassland.

It was in that battle that Yun Zheng completely crushed the morale of the Beihuan army, turning the Beihuan cavalry into a laughing stock on the grassland.

If she could do it again, she would do everything she could to stop her father from leading his troops to kill Bolun.

If that tragedy could have been prevented, the fate of many of them would have been rewritten.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world!

All she can do now is to try not to think about those things and try to calm herself down.

Keeping a glimmer of hope for Beihuan and preventing it from being completely destroyed is more important than anything else!

Near noon, they rested beside a small river.

Yun Zheng ate the naan he brought with him, but was thinking secretly in his heart.

Is it time to improve military rations?

Although they ate naan, the main dry food in the army was still fried corn and wheat rice.

Instant noodles are easy to make, but they don’t have that much fine grains to eat for the time being.

Sweet potato chips can be used as a kind of dry food, but they cannot be eaten all the time.

If corn is planted on a large scale, we can make steamed corn bread and corn tortillas.

But how to preserve these foods for a long time is another problem.

Just as Yun Zheng was still thinking, Jia Yao suddenly handed him a piece of jerky, "Eat this!"

Yun Zheng took the jerky and took a bite, jokingly saying, "Your food is pretty good!"

Jia Yao shook his head and smiled, "They are all made from the human flesh of the northern barbarians."

"..."

Yun Zheng stopped chewing and looked at Jia Yao with a dark face.

Although he knew that Jia Yao was joking, Jia Yao's words reminded him of the scene of the northern barbarians eating human flesh raw.

All of a sudden, I have no appetite anymore.

Seeing Yun Zheng like this, Jia Yao couldn't help but giggle, "I was kidding! This is all made from the meat of the livestock that froze to death last winter."

"I know."

Yun Zheng rolled his eyes at her and said, "I was disgusted by the thought of the barbarians eating human flesh raw..."

When talking about that picture, the smiles on Jiayao and Miaoyin's faces froze.

"Next time you think of it, don't say it out loud!"

Miaoyin looked at Yun Zheng speechlessly, "You've made me suddenly lose my appetite."

"We share the good times and the bad times together!"

Yun Zheng laughed heartlessly.

Miaoyin was speechless. She gave him a look and let him understand it himself.

"By the way, you didn't finish the song you sang yesterday, did you?"

At this time, Jia Yao suddenly changed the subject.

Yun Zheng nodded gently, and asked with a smile: "You don't want me to sing for you?"

Jia Yao smiled and said, "I'm bored anyway, why not sing a little?"

"Yep!"

Miaoyin smiled and said, "I want to listen too."

Got it!

Since both of them want to listen, just sing it to them!

Yun Zheng calmed down for a while before speaking slowly: "When the mountain peaks have no edges, when the river water stops flowing..."

Yun Zheng sang in a low voice, not caring whether his singing was pleasant or not.

Listening to Yun Zheng's singing, Miaoyin and Jiayao were gradually immersed in it.

They didn't care whether Yun Zheng's singing was beautiful or not, but instead savored the lyrics and melody carefully.

When Yun Zheng finished singing a song, the two were still immersed in it, savoring it carefully.

Looking at the two women who seemed to have lost their souls, Yun Zheng felt a rare sense of pride in his heart.

Even though my singing voice is not good, it’s all about emotion!

If singing could pick up girls, the songs in his head would probably be enough for him to pick up a girl from a reinforced company!

After a while, Miaoyin came back to her senses and said with some resentment: "I'm jealous!"

"what?"

Yun Zheng didn't understand why, so he asked with a smile on his face, "Why are you suddenly jealous?"

Miaoyin pouted slightly, looking jealous, "You have written two songs for Jiayao, but you have never written a song for me."

"..."

Yun Zheng laughed in silence, "I didn't write this! How could I have that ability? I just copied it!"

Miaoyin curled her lips, obviously not believing it.

Yun Zheng copied this and that.

Where would there be so much stuff for him to copy?

Did he really think that the so-called strange book in his hand contained everything, including these songs?

"Is this also written by the young master surnamed Zhao that you mentioned?"

At this time, Jia Yao also came back to his senses and asked curiously.

"Forehead……"

Yun Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Just think of it as something he wrote!"

He really didn't know who wrote the song, he just knew who sang it.

"You have to write a song just for me too!"

Miaoyin gently moved her body and sat closer to Yun Zheng, looking at him with resentment.

"This is not easy!"

Yun Zheng hugged Miaoyin's waist and said, "Let alone one song, even ten songs will be no problem!"

"This is what you said!"

Miaoyin suddenly became excited and stared at Yun Zheng with a smile.

"This king keeps his word!"

Yun Zheng patted his chest and made the promise.

Aren’t they just ten songs?

What a big deal!

Having created so many songs, maybe someone in the future will call him the Godfather of pop music!

Yun Zheng thought shamelessly.

"Don't think about the ten songs yet."

Jia Yao stared at Yun Zheng and said, "You teach us to sing this song first."

"No problem! The journey is so long anyway."

Yun Zheng readily agreed, but secretly complained in his heart.

Damn it, sooner or later I will be forced by them to become a love song prince.

Soon, they set off again.

On the way, Yun Zheng began to teach them to sing the song.

This song is not difficult to learn, and Jiayao and the others learned it quickly.

Even Yun Zheng and Jia Yao's personal guards could hum along.

"Let us live together in this world and live a carefree life..."

They galloped on their horses and their singing echoed across the grassland.

At this moment, they seemed to be letting themselves go in this world.

Looking at Jia Yao galloping on her horse and singing loudly, Yun Zheng couldn't help but sigh secretly.

If only they could be like what the song describes.

Before they knew it, night was falling and they went to a tribe on the grassland to spend the night.

"Greetings, Your Majesty..."

As soon as Yun Zheng and his companions saw the tribe, the people from the tribe came running to greet them.

When the people of the tribe saw Jia Yao following Yun Zheng, they were suddenly stunned.

When they came to their senses, the people in the tribe were instantly in an uproar.

"Princess! It's Princess Jiayao!"

"She really is a princess!"

"The princess is here to see us..."