After I was reborn, the scumbag was good

Zongzheng Xu stayed for another half a day, and when Xiao Qing and his body recovered a bit, he set off to return to Beiqi Camp.

A few days later, the Holy One was critically ill, Zong Zhengxu was ordered to return to the court, and Qin Baishui left Changzhen again to lead the Northern Qi army.

Just as General Qin left, an enemy attack came from Fufeng Pass ten kilometers away, calling for help.

After the snow and quicksand incident, the two acting generals learned a lesson this time. After discussing (quarreling), Zong Zhengchi stayed to watch the house, and Xiao Qinghe led troops to support Fufeng Pass.

After marching for an hour and a half, Xiao Qing and the people he led arrived at their destination.

"Divide the troops into three groups, surround and rescue the soldiers and civilians in the pass!"

"Yes!"

After giving the order like a machine, Xiao Qinghe's heart beat extremely fast, and even the hand holding the weapon trembled slightly.

This battle was different from the one at the Changzhen camp, this was the first time he fought the enemy head-on.

When he was dazed, a long knife slashed head-on!

There was no time to react, and a person beside him raised his weapon to meet him, only to see a spark from the collision of metal weapons explode in mid-air!

"Little Master!"

This familiar voice finally woke up Xiao Qing and some others.

He said in a daze, "Li... Butler Li?"

……

Besides, on Qin Baishui's side, Zong Zhengxu asked him to command his soldiers instead of him, but he was fine and took half of them away.

Sooner or later, Zongzheng went crazy, and as soon as he told him about the situation, he would bring a group of people to support Xiao Qinghe.

"What's the rush?" Qin Baishui was very indifferent, "The war has fallen, and this place is no longer safe."

Zongzheng understood it late.

Old man Qin meant that Beiqi and Changzhen no longer use fixed camps.

"Then... where are we going?"

Old man Qin stroked his beard, "Let's go to Fufeng Pass first."

About half an hour later, the North Qi army merged with the guards of the Changzhen army and marched towards Fufeng Pass.

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When Zong Zhengchi and Xiao Qinghe succeeded in meeting, he was already unconscious, his body was covered in blood, his face was also splashed with spots of blood, his complexion was ashen, his eyes were firm but lifeless, as if he was holding on to something.

"Qinghe!" Zong Zhengchi shouted.

Xiao Qing and Wen Sheng looked over, ready to raise their knives to kill people.

Zong Zhengchi did not expect such a situation, he raised his long sword above his head at the very moment, took the knife abruptly, and shouted angrily: "Xiao Qinghe! Be sober, and see who I am!"

Xiao Qinghe was startled, and finally came back to his senses, the seven souls and eight souls seemed to return to their positions at this moment, the confusion and sadness in his eyes made people unbearable to see, he looked at his blood-stained hands, and murmured in a low voice Said: "I... killed someone... Chi Zai, I finally killed someone..."

The young master who stretched out his hands and opened his mouth before, had never even killed a chicken, now his hands were trembling, and his eyes were blank, saying that he had killed someone.

Zongzheng Chi felt sad when he heard the words, walked forward, exhaled, but didn't say anything, just guarded him silently, the brothers around him were furiously killing the enemy, the encirclement was complete, now only Qin Baishui also took care of the ending of the turtle in the urn, so you can rest assured that he only needs to guard Xiao Qinghe and don't let him get hurt again.

This is a road that must be walked to become a soldier who defends the country. It is useless to talk too much, and no one can do it for you. A knife that has not seen blood cannot cut the front, and a knife that cannot cut the front cannot kill people.

A knife that can't kill people can't protect oneself, let alone defend the country.

In a corner where the two of them couldn't see, Steward Li saw that Xiao Qinghe was back to normal, turned around silently, and hid in the army.

As soon as Qin Baishui and Zongzheng came late, there was no suspense in this victory.

Victory in the first battle, the entire Fufeng Pass is full of excitement and joy. There is no need to say thank you for your great kindness. The gratitude of a man does not need to be expressed in words. The other brothers who came to Changzhen Army toasted bowl after bowl to express their gratitude.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Xiao Qinghe dragged Zong Zhengchi to search for a long time, and finally found Li Butler who was clinking bowls and drinking alone.

"Uncle Li!" With a loud shout, Steward Li's hands trembled in fright, and some of the wine in the bowl spilled out.

Ever since the young master was told by his little companion when he was ten years old: "It's shameless to act like a baby at such an age", he never called him that again.

Li Anrui knew that he couldn't escape, so he let Xiao Qinghe pull him by the wrist and pull him out of the crowd to an open space. He called out, "Young master..."

Xiao Qinghe stared at him without saying a word, the air around him began to freeze, Zong Zhengchi reached out to touch him, trying to ease the atmosphere, "Qinghe, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze.

Xiao Qinghe's eyes were red, and his eyes were fixed on Butler Li's empty sleeves. The dense water vapor quickly condensed in the eye sockets, and the corners of his lips that were naturally curved upwards drooped.

Seeing that the child was about to cry, Li Anrui felt very distressed, and hurriedly comforted him, "Oh, why is Qinghe crying? Who bullied you? Tell Uncle Li, Uncle will support you, stop crying..."

Butler Li has always put Xiao Qinghe at the top of his heart, aching and protecting him. Seeing him crying now is even more confusing. He wants to hug the child like he did when he was a child, and stretch out one arm, only to realize that he has lost another one. Only one arm, and took it back embarrassingly.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Qinghe raised his head, opened his mouth, and cried even more fiercely, like a bird egg fell from a tree when he was a child.

"Okay, okay," Butler Li was already distressed, and quickly stepped forward to put an arm around him, coaxing him repeatedly, "Qing He, please stop crying, okay?"

Xiao Qinghe was out of breath from crying, he was so sad, with snot and tears, he hiccupped and said, "Woo...Uncle Li...beep...Uncle Li has no hands! Wow……"

Zong Zhengchi stood aside, staring intently at Xiao Qinghe who was crying in a mess.

When he had cried enough, Zongzheng went over to wipe away the tears on his face, and pinched his cheek without laughing at him.

"I don't want you to stay here! You go home! Go back to Huai Lei City!" Sniffing his nose, Xiao Qinghe stubbornly asked Butler Li to go home. He couldn't just sit and watch his Uncle Li get hurt again.

"Young master, this won't work!" Li Anrui's face changed, and he firmly refused: "I want to protect you! Don't go home."

"The surname is Li!" Xiao Qinghe suddenly raised his voice, "This is an order! You go home for me! What can you do here with an old bone?! I don't need your protection!" Go back Bask in the sun, play chess, and enjoy your old age.

Seeing that the young master was angry, Li Anrui quickly knelt down and lowered his head, but he didn't speak, but his attitude was as firm as a rock.

Xiao Qing couldn't persuade him with kind words, nor could he act coquettishly. Butler Li just made up his mind to stay and protect him, and finally he left angrily.

Zong Zhengchi also followed, looking at the man who was swollen with anger, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled knowingly.

No wonder Xiao Qinghe is flamboyant but also soft and cute, even the servants in the house are so pampered.

A child who is pampered by others is really annoying.

After drinking and eating that day, the red-faced Qin Baishui waved his hand, and the Changzhen Army and his party temporarily stationed outside Fufeng Pass.

In the next few days, after training, he would stand on a high place and stroke the half-white beard on his chin from time to time, looking into the distance, as if he was waiting for something.

Xiao Qinghe and Zongzheng were so anxious with this leisurely look, spies came to report frequently, border wars were ignited in full swing, our army was already lost, and the enemy had already captured multiple checkpoints in a row, the offensive was so fast, so let it go , within three months, the enemy army will kill the city of Huai Lei!

This morning, Xiao Qinghe was very curious about Qin Baishui's ascent to the distance. It should be his turn to feed the horses in the stables in Japan. He left the matter to Zong Zhengchi, climbed up the small hill, and looked at it halfway. Xiang couldn't figure out why, but just as he was about to go downhill to feed the horses, a ray of red appeared from the corner of his eyes.

He has excellent eyesight, squinted his eyes and took a closer look. There were chestnut-sized people neatly lined up on the mountainside in the distance. These particle-sized people were moving forward in an orderly manner, like a worker ant leading a group of ants The team is returning to the nest, and the bright red is held on the hand of "the worker ant".

Xiao Qinghe's heart trembled, his heartbeat stalled, his eyes gradually opened wide, then...that was their Qi State's battle flag!

In other words, it was their army from Qi State marching in the mountains!

Turning around and running down the small hill, Xiao Qinghe ran all the way back, only then did he understand what Qin Baishui was waiting for these days!

The State of Qi is a large country, and the army of Qi is the main force of the State of Qi, and there are many talented people everywhere. It is absolutely impossible for the Qi army to be leaderless because of Zongzheng's return to the palace, but it is precisely because there are too many talents , It will inevitably lead to the situation of overt and undercover robbing.

Furthermore, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the army is not in the same spirit, and no one is in control. Such an army cannot go to the battlefield, and the Changzhen Army is well-known in Qi State, and the title of Changzhen Army General is more than enough to rectify such an army.

He ran desperately to the stables, grabbed Zongzhengchi's hand that was feeding the horses, sweated profusely, looked at the doubtful man, and breathlessly said: "Xuxu's army is here!"

The excitement and excitement between Xiao Qing and his brows could not be restrained, "It is already close in front of us, and we can reach Fufeng Pass at most Shenshi!"

In fact, the time was earlier than he expected. Just after the end of the day, the half of the army left by Qin Baishui arrived at Fufeng Pass in a mighty force. Qi's army was dozens of times stronger than Changzhen's army. The flag was raised high, orderly, and the scene was very spectacular.

That day, Xiao Qinghe searched all over the army but did not see Zong Zhengxu, so he gave up believing that he had not returned from the palace.

In the middle of the night, there is silence in the darkness, life is at rest, and what comes to my ears is the long breathing of the soldiers. Occasionally, some soldiers mutter unrealistic dreams, or call the name of the beloved girl, or express who nostalgia.

Xiao Qinghe's eyes were wide open, and he didn't feel sleepy. In the past, he couldn't sleep and had a turn over competition with Zong Zhengchi, but now he didn't even want to turn over.

After a while, he sighed and walked out lightly. He looked at the bright moon in the sky and slowly climbed up the hill.

Looking down from the hills, it was dark, black clouds covered half of the moon, Xiao Qinghe tightened his clothes, tsk, it was a bit cold, it was pitch black, nothing could be seen, the mountains in the distance were only blurred He could vaguely see the outline, and he squinted his eyes to identify it carefully. Unfortunately, his eyes were sore from looking at it, and he didn't see the chestnut-sized crowd that he was looking forward to.

"Don't look, he won't come back."

"Ah!" The voice behind him startled him and exclaimed. When he turned around and saw Zong Zhengchi with his lips pursed, he became angry, "What are you doing here when you don't sleep at night?!"

Zongzheng looked at him for a while, and said: "Don't look, Brother Huang won't be back."

"You fart!" Xiao Qinghe grabbed his skirt roughly, the veins on his forehead bulged, his chest heaved rapidly, and said viciously: "He will come back, he will definitely come back!"

Zongzhengchi held the hand on his chest, and said word by word, seriously: "Qinghe, you know that, right? You just don't want to admit that the emperor's goal is the throne, and he is here to inherit the throne. In this world, How can there be any reason for the emperor to go to the battlefield in person?!"

"Shut up!" Xiao Qinghe murmured with red eyes, trembling lips, "Shut up! Shut up... Shut up..."

As expected, Zong Zhengchi shut up, and sat on the slope with him all night, until the East turned pale, and the two left.

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