I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Zhuo Yunjun picked up a wooden sculpture of a horse and found that the horse's limbs and head were movable. He couldn't help but laugh, "Oh! It can still move. It's so exquisitely made. Did you do it?"

The little soldier smiled brightly when he heard what he said, "I did it, but he can't just move, General Zhuo, look at it!"

The little soldier picked up a wooden sculpture, inserted a stick into the horse's belly, twisted it several times, and then put the wooden horse on the ground, and the wooden horse started to move.

This clockwork wooden horse received applause from the veterans, "But it's so exquisitely done! It's better to make a giant wooden horse, light up the artillery, and bombard Nanzhao City tomorrow!"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed heartily, praising the little soldier's intelligence.

The little soldier was so proud that he gave the remaining few to General Zhuo, "General Zhuo, give them to your sons and girls to play with!"

"How could this happen! You worked so hard for it!"

"I can make a thousand or ten thousand horses like this!"

Zhuo Yunjun was naturally happy after hearing this, so he took the remaining ones into his hands. He counted them, and there were four in total.

One is Zhuo Ling, one is Zhuo Yao, one is Zhuo Hong, and there is one left.

He thought for a moment, then turned around and handed the remaining one into Xiao Yang's hand, "Take it and play with it!"

In an instant, Xiao Yang felt like he had found a treasure.

How to describe this feeling? He didn't know. He just felt a whirlpool in his heart. It was sour, soft, and full, like a barrel filled with water, with a slight shaking. Move it again. , something will swing out.

His throat was a little stiff, "Thank you... General Zhuo."

He carefully held the wooden horse and fled the scene quickly. The water in his heart would definitely overflow if he shook it again.

Zhuo Yunjun clearly saw the slight twinkle in Xiao Yang's eyes and sighed invisibly.

If possible, he really wanted to go home early, reunite with his children, and take Xiao Yang with him.

But Zhuo Hong was detained, Zhuo Ling was restricting him from both sides, Zhuo Yao's whereabouts were elusive, smoke was rising everywhere, and the situation was in chaos. He was really unsure.

Zhuo Yunjun drank wine all night again. While drinking, he looked at the map. When he saw a small city next to the land of southern Shanxi, he suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, "Next, hit Mangshan! Cut their way out, they It will be difficult to cause trouble for the Shanxi Southern Army! We also have a new stronghold!"

"Okay! Fight Mangshan!"

Zhuo Yunjun thought that as long as the road transporting troops between Nanman and Nanchen was cut off, Zhuo Ling would have more room to play, and she would be able to free up her hands and feet to deal with Nanchen. When the time comes, she and Zhuo Yao would attack Chenjing, which would be a victory. Dawn!

His son and daughter are all excellent!

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A month later, Zhuo Ling received the news that Mangshan had been captured, and she began to organize her army overnight. She wanted to march northwest to join Zhuo Yao.

For this reason, she brought a bowl of medicinal soup into Feng Tianxiang's tent, with a smile on her face, "Tianxiang, I see that you are a little tired these days, I have prepared a bowl of soothing soup for you."

Feng Tianxiang's face turned green when he looked at the bowl of medicinal soup, and he hurriedly shrank to the bedside, "Ling'er, can't I just drink it? They all listen to you now, and I won't have any influence at all!"

"You're overthinking it. This is just a bowl of soothing soup." Zhuo Yao put the bowl over.

Believe her! Feng Tianxiang secretly cursed.

After nearly two years of marriage, he has figured out her temperament. This woman is too scary!

As long as there is a war, she will make it impossible for him to get out of bed.

At first, she just pestered him in bed for a while, but then she saw that he was still active and active on the expedition the next day, so she started to give him medicine. Otherwise, he would suffer from dizziness, headache, or diarrhea. Anyway, as long as he could not go out on the expedition, this matter That's it.

He was angry at first and had a few violent arguments with her, but now he's used to it.

But she did win several battles with this strategy and won the hearts of the army.

Feng Tianxiang let out a long sigh and hugged Zhuo Ling, "Ling'er, can't I stop drinking? I don't even feel like eating meat anymore!"

"This is really just a soothing soup, why don't you believe me!" Zhuo Ling held the medicinal soup with a determined look on her face.

She did have a trusted general now, but Feng Tianxiang still had charisma in the army, and she never wanted to fall short.

Under her strong aura, Feng Tianxiang obediently picked up the medicinal soup and said aggrievedly, "Ling'er, I listened to you, there is no need for you to do this every time..."

Zhuo Ling didn't hide it, "Then what day will you disobey me? Didn't you disagree with me last time? If I tell you to go east, you have to go west!"

"It's not like I was wrong! My judgment was obviously right that time!"

Zhuo Ling was unhappy, "I also have my own considerations, and I'm not just trying to win! There are no two days in the sky, no two kings in the earth, no two masters in the family, and one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Don't you understand this?"

Feng Tianxiang felt even more aggrieved. He wanted to ask Zhuo Ling, was he really unimportant to her?

But he couldn't speak. He knew that if he spoke, Zhuo Ling would be angry and she would not compromise.

It's good to be at peace with each other like this.

He took the medicinal soup dejectedly and brought it to his mouth, but Zhuo Ling held his hand and kissed him gently on the lips, "Tianxiang, I've wronged you."

Feng Tianxiang really wanted to roll his eyes at her, so he drank up the medicinal soup in a sullen gulp, and quickly retreated into bed, covering his head with the quilt.

Zhuo Ling lay down gently beside him. She gently hugged Feng Tianxiang's waist from behind, "I'm sorry, Tianxiang."

Feng Tianxiang snorted and felt that he should just give up. He said aggrievedly, "Ling'er, I understand what you are thinking, but can you love me a little more, just a little bit..."

Feng Tianxiang was so aggrieved that he was about to cry. He was really willing to support her, but what he wanted was definitely not to support her like this.

Zhuo Ling also felt guilty. She turned Feng Tianxiang's body around, and the two of them huddled under the quilt, looking at each other face to face.

Zhuo Ling spoke pleadingly, "Can you wait a little longer? To this day, some people in the army still say that as a woman, I am not suitable to lead the army. Although they are just talking, you and I both know that such words are fatal. .”

"You men can make wrong decisions, but I can't. If I make any mistakes, it will be my fault that I am a woman. People will hold on to me and they will be more willing to trust a man."

"Tianxiang, I promise you, when I meet Ayao and save Ahong, I won't do this again. I will have a child with you, and then our family will be reunited. Is this good? Zhuo Ling coaxed him softly.

Feng Tianxiang was looking forward to it, and he sincerely believed that this was what she said from the bottom of his heart.

But he knew that such a day was far away.

It was simply a dream that was out of his reach.

Of course he also knew very well that after she reunited with Zhuo Yao, she would definitely transfer the great power in the general to Zhuo Yao.

After all, Zhuo Yao is the authentic prince of Zhennan, and he has the power of the Jinnan Army, so that everything can be called normal.

Although he can speak well in the army, to the pure southern Jin army, he is a southern barbarian and a southern barbarian!

He was nothing after leaving the Jinnan Army. He was a homeless person and someone who would be hunted down by the Nanbarbarians.

He regards Jinnan Army as his only home, and Zhuo Ling as his beloved wife. Without this place, he is nothing!

He relied on the Jinnan Army, so he couldn't turn around and leave in a cool way.

He loves Zhuo Ling, so he can't hold on to the power in his hands and never let go.

He was like a trapped animal in a cage that didn't want to break free.

He gently embraced Zhuo Ling and placed a kiss on his forehead, "Okay, Ling'er, I'll follow you."

So on the second day, when all the generals gathered, Feng Tianxiang was missing.

"General Feng is sick again?" The veteran generals suppressed their laughter.

Zhuo Ling's expression remained unchanged, "Yes! I caught the wind and cold last night. I'm dizzy and can't get up."

Everyone knew it well and no one asked any more questions.