The general will eat grass

Duke Dingguo was growing strong, and the heavy spear pierced through the tiger skin man's chest. His blood spattered out, staining the clothes of the Huns behind him red.In the end, the tiger-skinned man stared in horror, shook his body twice, and fell under the horse with a "plop", leaving the last breath of the invader on the slush ground trampled by the horse.

The tiger-skinned man seemed to be a general of the Huns. After he was killed, several tough men behind him rushed up to snatch the corpse.

"Don't chase after the poor." Feng Jingde is the current commander of Changyang Pass, so it stands to reason that Duke Ding should listen to his son.Ming Jin retreated the troops, and the people of Dongcheng rushed to the streets to cheer after receiving the news that the crisis had been lifted. The commander of the Changyang Guanyuan garrison came to welcome him with a small group of people.

Because of the battle more than two months ago, there were only more than 600 people left in the Changyang garrison. The former garrison general died in battle, and now a five-rank brave school lieutenant is in charge of the command.Feng Jingde's self-demotion rank is also higher than this official, so this Captain Zhou claims to be a subordinate in front of Feng Jingde.

"This subordinate has met Duke Ding and the general." Captain Fenyong's name is Zhou Gang, and he rushed here excitedly to feel his presence.

Duke Ding didn't respond, Zhou Gang was a little embarrassed, Feng Jingde kindly rescued him and said: "Lieutenant Zhou can just call my father Marshal."

Uncle Feng Jingde, Feng Chaoyang, was also conferred the title of Dingguo Duke, but he died in battle at a young age, and because of this battle, Beixuan almost lost two cities. The emperor was furious and blamed him, depriving him of the Dingguo Duke title At that time, the military generals in the court were mixed, and the emperor really couldn't find a suitable candidate, so he could only continue to rely on the Feng family, and then returned the title to Feng Zhaohui.

Feng Zhaohui felt uncomfortable, he had always disliked being called Duke Ding, and everyone who knew him called him Marshal or Grand Marshal.

Zhou Gang nodded, said hello to Feng Zhaohui again, and reported military affairs to Feng Jingde, "The change at the east gate has affected the enemy troops at the south gate, and they have all retreated. The commander is very skilled, and his martial arts are not inferior to those in the past. The name of the Hun who cut off the horse is Daxi Tuci, but he is the youngest son of Daxi Shuode." He saluted Feng Zhaohui again, expressing his admiration, and his flattery was smooth.

Zhou Gang was looking for a backer. With such big thick legs, he must perform well.As the saying goes, there are people in the court who are easy to handle.Don't say that he is a philistine, his superior is not a philistine, and in the end he ended up being killed in battle without being rewarded for his military exploits.

Changyang Pass is an important route to Beijing, and it should have been guarded by heavy troops, but due to factional disputes in the imperial court, some officials obstructed it, and no large army was dispatched for a long time.Zhou Gang was fortunate that there was Yuping Pass in front of him. When the Xiongnu went south to the pass, they could still block it one or two times.But when Yuping ignited the beacon fire, but the imperial court did not send reinforcements for a long time, his heart was half cold.

The Huns attacked fiercely and quickly.Yuping Pass is broken, Changyang is in danger, but the army has not seen for a long time!

Alas, he doesn't want to be promoted to make military exploits, he just wants to live in peace.Fortunately, General Changying led the soldiers to help at night in time, otherwise they would have gone to Yuping to follow in the footsteps of Changyang Pass.He flattered Shangguan this time out of sincerity!

Duke Ding narrowed his eyes, isn't Daxi Shuode the uncle of the little prince Daxi of the Huns?It seems that as Feng Jingde expected, the little prince Daxi was forced to retreat by burning food and grass, and these Huns came to take revenge.Now that he kills the son of the great general again, wouldn't he go crazy?

Duke Ding was at a loss, did he cause trouble for De'er?It will take some time for Feng Yulin to lead his troops, even if he has his own personal guards to join, Changyang's troops are only about 1 strong.According to scouts, there are more than [-] Xiongnu outside the city, and Daxi Shuode, who is stationed in Yuping, still has more than [-] soldiers.

Feng Jingde gave his father a soothing look, said a few words of encouragement to Zhou Gang, and started a new round of troop deployment.

At this time, the majority of the people in the city had learned of the great victory of the Han army, and they rushed to tell each other and ran out of their homes to celebrate.

Zhao Yuansong also rushed down from the city gate tower, pushing away the onlookers and rushing towards Feng Jingde.Zhou Gang, who was following the general's orders, thought that there was a villain, and hurriedly drew his knife to block it, but Feng Jingde quickly pressed the handle of the knife with his sharp eyes.

Feng Jingde's inadvertent gaze made Zhou Gang's back shudder instantly.

"General!" Zhao Yuansong didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, he put his arms around Feng Jingde's waist without letting go, and buried his face in his arms.

What he saw and heard on the way to Changyang Pass touched Zhao Yuansong a lot.He saw the misery of the people in the severe cold, he heard the wailing of the people in the flames of war, he tasted the hatred brought by the Huns, and he felt the responsibility of being a Beixuan person to sacrifice his life for the country.

Standing on the top of the city gate, seeing Feng Jingde and the others behead the enemy with his own eyes, at this moment, he was so excited that he wanted to shout loudly: "Thieves who dare to invade, our Beixuan army will surely kill them no matter how far away they are!"

He is proud of being a member of Dingguo's mansion, and he is proud of marrying Yu Feng Jingde as his wife.

Not only does he want to do something for the male god, for the Dingguo government, but also for this country...

Feng Jingde originally wanted to reprimand him for sneaking out of Dingguo's mansion for inappropriate behavior, but when he looked down and saw tears in his black grape eyes, knowing that he was for himself, no matter how angry he was, he disappeared instantly.He couldn't help being discouraged and said in a low voice: "I really owe you in my previous life!" After finishing speaking, he swung his hand and picked him up horizontally, without saying a word, he strode towards the post house.

"Fuck...Second brother is mighty!" Deng Mian, who was chasing after him, was once again scrutinized by the couple.

Duke Ding raised his hand to slap Deng Mian on the back of the head, and scolded with a smile: "Don't make fun of your second brother!"

Zhou Gang and other soldiers and the crowd of onlookers were all stunned.To be honest, these days, what they have seen is the decisive and brave general Changying. Every time he wears a ghost mask and rushes into the battlefield, the morale of our army will definitely increase instantly.Normally, he is full of hostility, making it difficult for people to get close to him.However, today, just now, when they saw the cold and stern General, they actually showed extremely gentle eyes, and even took the boy who threw himself into his arms home!Take it home!go home!

The people who eat melons can't accept it in their hearts: general, how can you be such a general!

Being carried back to the post house by Feng Jingde, Zhao Yuansong blushed for a long time, his excitement calmed down, and he wanted to express his miss and admiration.But when he saw the general taking care of his armor, fetching water to wash his face, raising the curtain to ask his soldiers to deliver dinner, and ignoring him at all, he began to feel guilty. "General..."

Feng Jingde sat in front of the Eight Immortals table, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and drank it with his head held high.

Seeing that he was still ignoring him, Zhao Yuansong immediately picked up the teapot and continued pouring tea for him like a dog, but realized that the tea was already cold, so he immediately said: "General, the tea is cold, do you want some warmer ones? "

Feng Jingde put down his teacup, didn't speak, and stared at him with dark eyes.Zhao Yuansong moved his fingers uneasily, drooping his eyebrows: "I was wrong. General, don't be angry."

Feng Jingde still didn't speak until the food was brought up. He pushed a bowl of rice with mixed beans and naked oats in front of Zhao Yuansong, "Eat quickly, and sleep with me for a while after eating."

Zhao Yuansong didn't think anything wrong, only then did he realize that Feng Jingde's eyes were black and blue, thinking about the current situation at Changyang Pass, he stopped talking and bowed his head to eat.However, regardless of Dingguo Mansion or Changle Hou Mansion, most of the food is corn rice, and occasionally rice. In the bowl of rice in front of him, black beans and kidney beans are mixed with gray wheat paste, which looks hard to swallow.

"Why, can't you get used to it?" Feng Jingde couldn't bear to scold him, he could only let him experience the hardships of the border, so as to save him from rushing to the front line without knowing the importance.

Although Zhao Yuansong is a dude, he is not too hard to bear.At that moment, he shook his head, took a mouthful of rice, and chewed it, as if what he ate was a bowl of delicacies.There was no taste, not even a pickle. After Zhao Yuansong ate half a bowl, he couldn't swallow it anymore.

The young boy kept quiet and tried his best to pick up the rice, even if he couldn't eat anymore, he still obediently swallowed it.

"Okay, don't eat if you can't eat more." Seeing him like this, Feng Jingde couldn't bear it anymore, took the remaining half bowl of rice from him, and stuffed it into his mouth several times.

Zhao Yuansong licked his lips, seeing that the male god didn't dislike the food he had eaten, his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile.

The days of fighting made Feng Jingde very tired. After eating, he directly hugged Zhao Yuansong and fell asleep.Zhao Yuansong nestled obediently in his arms, smelling the scent of a male god, and slowly fell into a dark dreamland.

"Woo~" Zhao Yuansong was in a daze, as if he heard the sound of a long horn, the warmth around him disappeared, and the coldness was poured into the quilt. He sat up from the simple wooden bed in a jerk, and saw the wind blowing through the light from the window. Jingde had put on his armor, picked up the long sword on the sword stand, and was ready to go out.

"The Huns are attacking the city, you stay here honestly, and you are not allowed to go up the city wall again." Feng Jingde felt his gaze, turned around and warned.

Zhao Yuansong rubbed his eyes and got up immediately.Honestly stay here or something... As a member of the Dingguo government, a bloody man, how could he not do something!

The goose feather and heavy snow were flying with the wind again, and the time could not be seen in the drowsy sky.Zhao Yuansong avoided the corvees pushing carts. They were transporting stones to the city wall. The people ran back to their homes and closed their doors tightly.The sound of shouting and killing came from the south gate, and soldiers were seen running back and forth on the city wall from a distance, and the archers were hidden behind the walls and were always ready, just waiting for the captain to give an order.The drums were beating, Feng Jingde put on his mask and opened the door to meet the enemy, Duke Ding and Deng Mian went straight to the city gate to supervise the battle.

Zhao Yuansong raised his foot to chase after him. The guards of the stone steps of the city gate tower had no time to bother him. He was helping the warriors deliver stones. After thinking about it, he also ran over to help.Stepping up the city wall again, it was clear that the soldiers running back and forth were swinging their knives, cutting off the hooks and claws thrown up from the bottom of the city.

The stones were transported to the base of the city wall, and a dozen or so stones were placed every ten steps or so, and if there were no more, they would be added immediately.The cooperation between the stone-throwing soldiers and the archers is enough to make up for the time difference between loading and shooting the arrows. The stones are not very lethal, but people at the root of the city are absolutely afraid to avoid them.

Zhao Yuansong ran past the wall in a hurry, and was about to put down the stone in his hand, when a sharp arrow flew past his cheek with a "swish", and poked at the flagpole not far away with a "dumb", with the tail of the arrow "buzzing". Trembling, Zhao Yuansong was in a cold sweat in shock.

The soldiers squatting next to the wall to avoid him saw him and shouted, "You idiot, squat down!"

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Happy new year to my friends in advance.I want to ask for a leave~~, and try to come back on the fifth day.Thank you for the company of Lian Jie and friends mentioned above. I will go back and continue to complete the outline of the following story, and strive to write more and more exciting.Thank you for your support!Happy Year of the Dog, happy family and good luck in everything.