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Ma Jiu didn't say anything, just led the way in a muffled voice. His idea was very simple. Niao Niao was going to die anyway, so talking about the past with the dead person could be considered as a way to relieve his emotions.

"Really Ma Jiu? I remember, you are right, if you are bad enough to make people afraid, you will not be bullied. But strong enough that no one dares to bully, this is the right way. If you are willing, I can help you. "

The sound was very soft and was blown away in the wind after a while. Looking at the plainclothes team getting ready in the darkness, she turned and followed them.

He was right, this team was indeed the Red Feather Army, and it was indeed going to attack the Dayu Army at night. He hunched his waist and carefully followed this group of people.

Arriving at the enemy camp, the team dispersed. Niao Niao wanted to follow him, but Ma Jiu held him down. He lowered his voice and said: "You don't want your life! How can you compare with them? Let me tell you, if you want to survive on the battlefield, just stay back!"

His wrist was pulled by a huge force, and he turned his head with a smile on his lips. "Ma Jiu, from now on, you will be the one I protect."

Listening to Nia Niao's words, Ma Jiu didn't take it to heart. She was just a small soldier, so it didn't matter if she had some strength. Facing those dignitaries, she didn't know how to die.

He nodded perfunctorily, pulled her and planned to walk back. Niao Niao broke away from his hand and said, "It's such a pity to leave like this." The excited light in his eyes made Ma Jiu feel a little dazed.

"Take care of yourself." After saying this, he sniffed and walked towards a tent. Dodge the patrolling people and sneak into the tent.

"There are assassins!"

Hearing the shouting outside, he took out the fire folder, raised his eyebrows and threw it in. In the dry air, flames suddenly ignited.

【Don’t thank me too much! 】

Carrying Ma Jiu, he carried Qinggong back to his tent. Ma Jiu still kept a blank expression. How did she know which one was food? How could she fly? How could she be so bold!

He raised his hand to help him close his chin, poured a glass of water, and then lay down on the bed to continue sleeping.

At dawn, I was woken up by the sound of training. Because of the captain's care, Niao Niao was immediately crossed off the list of exercises.

The people in the army all looked jubilant. Every time they met, they happily talked about their successful night attack on Dayu last night.

Ma Jiu wanted to tell everyone what happened to Niao Niao, but with a glare, the words in her mouth were stifled in her mind.

After this incident, Ma Jiu's attitude towards Niao Niao changed 180 degrees, and she greeted him every day with a smile.

I don’t know why Military Advisor Nie Zhen has been so crazy recently. He said that he wanted to have one-on-one talks because he was concerned about the mental state of the soldiers.

Outside the tent, Niao shrugged his shoulders and followed a group of soldiers, waiting to be interviewed. When it was her turn, she arrived just in time to put out the meal.

【Yes! Escaped! 】

Hearing the end of the conversation, he jumped to leave with a piece of licorice in his mouth.

"Whose turn is it? Military advisor, please come in." Two men wearing armor and holding steel knives came out of the tent.

With a sharpness in his eyes that had been battle-tested for a long time, he turned around and followed listlessly into the tent.

On the main seat, the person sitting was holding a feather fan and smiling gently. But if you look closely, you can find that the gentleness does not reach directly to the bottom of the eyes.

"What is your name?"

"wave."

"But are you hungry?" Nie Zhen walked down from the main seat with a smile, holding a plate of crystal clear pastries in his hand.

[Isn’t it nonsense? If you don't let me eat when it's meal time, Zhou Papi is not as cruel as you! 】

He was complaining crazily in his heart, but his face showed a look of sincerity and fear. "I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry at all. In order to protect my family and country, this little hardship is nothing."

"Really? What do you think of our battle with Dayu this time?" Nie Zhen chuckled, as if he was just chatting.

[Are you sick? Ask me a question like this to a big-headed soldier! What can I say? Did you say that the souls of 70,000 soldiers were buried in Meiling? Are you saying that you were set up to die in a wrong place? 】

"The military advisor is joking. Our Red Flame Army is invincible and will surely return victorious."

Nie Zhen stared at Nia Niao, and there was no hint of lying in her eyes. Holding the pastries, he doubted for the first time whether Lin Shu's words were true or false.

"In that case, then you can follow me." Nie Zhen picked up a pastry and handed it to Nau Nau's mouth.

Niao Niao snatched the whole plate of pastries from his hand, smiled at him, stood up and sat down where he had just been handling military affairs.

"Did you find something?"

"Dayu Granary?"

"I burned it."

The curtness of the curl made him a little surprised. He looked at the person sitting on the main seat who was completely different from before, and was aroused by the person in front of him.

"Good martial arts?"

"That's pretty good." Niao put her feet up on the document, her tone full of pride.

Nie Zhen winked at the two people next to him.

"Nie Feng, I wonder if I can spar with my little brother?"

【Nie Feng? The one who turned into a white-haired monster in the end? He looks good, but he's also pitiful! 】

Behind the screen, Lin Shu, who was eavesdropping, tried his best to restrain his desire to step forward and question. Every time he reached a critical point, there would be a sound of electricity. Now he wanted to rush out and grab her to ask her questions.

What happened to the 70,000 soldiers? What will happen to Nie Feng? I don’t know why, but I always pay special attention to her words.

"Okay."

On the martial arts training ground, two figures stood facing each other. The field was crowded with soldiers watching the excitement. They all looked at the figures on the field excitedly, waving their fists and feet excitedly.

Nie Feng made a gesture of invitation and stood in the wind. With a movement of his wrist, the Young Master Sword appeared in his hand.

Two figures walked back and forth on the martial arts training ground. The excitement of the soldiers at the beginning turned into solemnity.

They are not familiar with Niao Niao, but they are very familiar with Nie Feng. Who is this person who can not lose the upper hand in his hands?

"Have you been injured on your left leg?" Niao Niao retracted his sword and stared at his intact leg.

Nie Zhen stepped forward, anxious to call the military doctor. Nie Feng stretched out his hand to stop him and said nonchalantly: "It's an old problem. Just don't delay the fight."

"It must be an old injury. I can help you take a look."

In the tent, he bent over and checked. "It's not a big problem."

Nie Zhen looked at the silver needles stuck in his legs and the veins in Nie Feng's clenched fists, and had a new definition of the word 'not a big problem'.

After this battle, Niao Niao has gained a reputation in the Red Flame Army. Every day, many people find excuses to argue with him.

At this time, Zhen Ping was holding his rice bowl, not eating, just staring at Nia Niao.

"Zhen Ping, you've had enough! I told you that winning against Nie Feng was a fluke."

Zhen Ping just looked at Nia Niao, not saying whether he believed it or not, and remained silent.

"All of you Akabane troops are sick!"

Throw down the chopsticks and leave with Qinggong. Zhen Ping was halfway through the chase. He was not discouraged even though he couldn't keep up. His eyes were full of enthusiasm for the supreme martial arts.

He didn't say anything, he just followed. Everywhere he went, he would be the first to see if Zhen Ping was there.

On the training ground, looking at the heroic soldiers on the scene, I felt itchy in my heart.

"Want to learn?" Nie Zhen came over from nowhere, bent down close to Niao Nau's neck, and followed her gaze.

Turning back, a pair of bright eyes met his deep ones.

"You want to teach me?"

Seeing how happy she was, Nie Zhen asked someone to bring a horse. The horse's body is brown, its eyes are extraordinarily large, and its eyelashes are flashing and very lively.

The saddle was wrapped in a layer of fine and soft fur, and a bell hung around its neck. Walk and move with you.

"What kind of hair is this? Hang a bell on a horse?"

Raising his hand to help her up, Nie Zhen carefully helped her adjust the reins.

"Fox. My horse will not go to the battlefield."