The Invincible Sixth Prince

At night, bonfires were lit in the camp.

Some of the campfires had large pots stewing the meat of dead war horses and mammoths, while some of the campfires were filled with weapons.

At this moment, those weapons were no longer weapons for killing, but became tools for barbecue.

The whole camp was filled with the fragrant aroma of meat.

Around the bonfire, many Beihuan soldiers were singing and dancing.

In comparison, Daqian's soldiers were much more reserved. They basically just watched and very few of them participated.

However, many people were still infected by Bei Huan's soldiers and smiles appeared on their faces.

Yun Zheng walked out of the tent and saw Yu Shizhong, Qin Qihu and others sitting together.

Looking around, the soldiers of Beihuan and Daqian were clearly divided.

After all, national integration is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Seeing Yun Zheng coming over, Yu Shizhong and others stood up.

"The brothers from Beihuan are singing and dancing, and you are just sitting there like an idiot?"

Yun Zheng glared at them with a smile.

Qin Qihu grinned, "We old men can't dance either!"

"Yep……"

Yu Shizhong also nodded and said, "If we start dancing, it will probably make our brothers so disgusted that they won't even be able to eat meat."

"You can't dance or sing?"

Yun Zheng raised his lips, "Yu Shizhong, lead the brothers to quack quack!"

"what?"

Yu Shizhong was stunned, obviously not understanding what Yun Zheng meant by "quack quack".

"Sing the military song of our military academy!"

Yun Zheng rubbed his head weakly.

Is that what you mean?

Yu Shizhong reacted, but felt a little embarrassed.

"Your Highness, I...I can't do this!"

Yu Shizhong said coyly: "How about I ask those people who graduated from the Military Academy to lead the brothers to sing?"

Let him fight, he has no problem doing that.

But when he was asked to sing, and in front of so many people, he really couldn't let go!

"Can't you learn from the people in Beihuan and be more unrestrained?"

Yun Zheng looked at Yu Shizhong speechlessly and said, "Forget it, I'll just come here myself!"

Yu Shizhong laughed dryly but didn't say anything.

Yun Zheng cleared his throat slightly and said loudly: "The smoke of war is rising, and the country is looking north..."

Yun Zheng’s singing voice is still as bad as ever, but it is loud and powerful.

Over such a long time, their military songs have spread throughout the army.

Not to mention the Northern Army, even the soldiers of the Guiyi Army could join in the shouting.

As Yun Zheng's powerful singing voice sounded, many people began to hum along.

At the beginning, only the soldiers around Yun Zheng hummed along. Later, as the singing spread, more and more people joined in.

The soldiers who were originally just humming softly gradually let go, and regardless of how good their own singing was, they all started shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Hate is raging, and the sword is pointed at me."

"How many loyal brothers and sisters are buried in a foreign land..."

Everyone followed suit and yelled.

Although these soldiers who had just experienced fighting on the battlefield had poor singing voices, they sang this song with unparalleled momentum.

The singing voices of countless people gathered together and soared into the sky.

Hearing their singing, the Beihuan soldiers who were originally singing and dancing stopped one after another.

It seemed that he was intimidated by their momentum, and also seemed to be immersed in this not-so-pleasant song.

This song does not belong to Beihuan, but it reflects the inner thoughts of many people.

Jia Yao stood in the crowd, looking at Yun Zheng silently.

It certainly wasn't the first time she had heard the song.

During her days at the Military Academy, she had heard the people there sing this song more than once, and she also knew that this song was also taught to the soldiers by Yun Zheng.

But inside the military academy, with only a few people singing, the momentum could not compare to the chorus of tens of thousands of people in front of them.

For some reason, Jia Yao thought of the song "Little Red Flower" that Yun Zheng taught her to sing.

Although Yun Zheng said that the song was not written by him, she still firmly believed that it was the song Yun Zheng wrote for her.

She didn't know how the same person could create two songs with completely different styles.

These two songs with completely different styles may be the truest reflection of Yun Zheng’s inner world, right?

He is not only the King of Jingbei who expanded the territory for Daqian and conquered all directions, but also the lustful but not lewd Master Yun.

"The great Daqian wants all the people to come and congratulate us..."

With a long ending note, the song was over.

However, the soldiers immersed in the atmosphere still felt a little unsatisfied.

Jia Yao listened to it, but couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart.

The great Daqian wants congratulations from all directions?

Yun Zheng has actually led these soldiers to achieve this.

They are indeed qualified to sing out loud.

However, the once extremely powerful Bei Huan has become a member of the court.

In the future, it will even disappear into history like dust.

Escaped overseas and rebuilt Beihuan.

This seems to be the only way to prevent Beihuan from going to destruction.

However, Yun Zheng refused to let her send people to learn shipbuilding.

Her attempt failed.

She now didn't know whether Yun Zheng really didn't want the shipbuilding technology to be leaked, or was testing her in this way.

She didn't dare to ask any more questions until she was sure of Yun Zheng's attitude.

so tired!

Jia Yao let out a long breath, and endless fatigue suddenly hit him.

She wanted to have a carefree sleep.

Just like it was before, beneath that cliff.

Don’t think about those annoying things, forget your identity as the princess regent, and just be yourself.

Unfortunately, she couldn't do it after all.

After looking at Yun Zheng from a distance, Jia Yao walked back to his tent with heavy steps.

As soon as Jia Yao sat down in the tent, the irresistible feeling of fatigue became even stronger.

Jia Yao felt dizzy. Just as he was about to take a drink of water from the water bag in the tent, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground...

……

When Jia Yao woke up again, he found that there was one more person in the tent.

Is that... Yun Zheng?

Jia Yao stared at Yun Zheng who was sleeping on the table in the tent, feeling puzzled.

Why didn't he sleep in his own tent, but ran to his own tent and lay there to sleep?

Is it comfortable to sleep like this?

Jia Yao was speechless for a moment. Just as she was about to wake up Yun Zheng, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to be a little dizzy and then fell to the ground.

But now, she was sleeping on the hay.

There were several thick sheepskins under his body and wool felt covering his body.

Jia Yao sat up slowly, and the hay under the sheepskin made a rustling sound.

Yun Zheng was startled when he heard the voice.

When Yun Zheng raised his head, he found that Jia Yao had sat up.

"woke up?"

Yun Zheng glared at Jia Yao with a unhappy expression.

Jia Yao felt inexplicably guilty and said blankly: "I...what's wrong with me?"

"What's wrong? You don't even know what's wrong with you?"

Yun Zheng said angrily: "You have been unconscious for a whole day and night!"

"what?"

Jia Yao opened his mouth in surprise.

Have you been unconscious for so long?

seriously?

In surprise, Jia Yao's gaze fell on Yun Zheng again.

Thinking about the scene he saw when he woke up, Jia Yao's heart couldn't help but warm up, and he asked tentatively: "When I was unconscious, you didn't stay with me all the time, did you?"