Chang'an Youth Tour

As soon as he stood up, he walked behind Yan Junyu and sat down beside him.

The sleeping couch was not wide, and Yan Junyu sat cross-legged in it. When he came over, he basically sat next to him. Yan Junyu couldn't help but raised his eyes and glanced at him. Unconsciously, Junyu's mind was in a mess, and she made a wrong move in the next step.

This really gave Rong Hao a chance. After all, Rong Hao is an extremely smart person, and he has time to think slowly. The small bowls were uncovered one by one, and Rong Hao pushed them to Binglincheng.

"How is it? Can you walk so fast now?" Rong Hao teased him proudly.It was also because Yan Junyu was too complacent before, laughing at him for walking slowly.

Yan Junyu ignored his provocation, but sat up straight, pursed her lips, and stared at the sand table.

When he was nervous, he had the habit of biting his lips. Originally, his lips were red and his teeth were white, but the biting became even redder, and his skin was white. When he was illuminated by the lamp, he looked like vermilion agate in the snow. Sensation, murderous look in his eyes, as if he had changed into a different person.

Everyone around looked at the sand table, only the prince looked at him.

"If you guessed my layout, Tibetan soldiers are meaningless." He simply lifted the cover completely: "Let's fight clearly."

Rong Hao was surprised to find out that in this game, deploying soldiers can only be regarded as the beginning.

Yan Junyu showed him the second way of playing the game, through the deployment of troops, harassment, sneak attack, a team of elite soldiers marching straight in, or suddenly gathering the seemingly scattered troops to form a large net and cut off the backup , Trapped his army, on the whole big map, the two men have equal strength, Rong Hao even has a little more, but in every small battlefield, Yan Junyu always fights more and less, counting the battle losses, it will always be Rong Hao Hao suffers.

Rong Hao tried his best, but he could only push the team to his city wall. He couldn't even touch the main city, and he was already sunk in mud.

Yan Junyu didn't let up, and continued to eat away at his troops. Was Rong Hao unwilling to surrender, and still struggling to support...

"Just fight off his elite soldiers. It's a dead end. Why don't you do something for the people who come after?" A voice sounded behind them.

Everyone was startled, Yan Junyu raised his head and saw a young man in a red war robe, who looked a bit like a young general, with armor on his body, a knife hanging from his waist, and a helmet in his hand.The figure is very tall, in the shape of a crane and mantis, very stretched, and at first glance, it is different from the young people in Beijing, with a handsome face, full of smiles, and wild eyes.

"It's not suitable to bow down while wearing armor." He smiled and said to the prince, "Your Highness, forgive me."

"You're talking about your mother!" Ao Ji jumped up and punched him in the chest: "You Ma Cao, you didn't die on the battlefield."

"You dog prison is not dead, how can I be willing to die." The young man laughed.

The two seemed to be at each other's throats, and in a blink of an eye they hugged each other laughing and joking. Even Rong Hao got up and exchanged pushes and shoves with the young man.Yan Junyu looked at it strangely, and asked the prince curiously: "Is he also your Highness's companion?"

"Yes." Xiao Jingyan raised his eyebrows: "He is a little eunuch who raised horses for me, and he is currently supervising the army in the frontier."

Rong Hao laughed loudly: "Your Highness is still amazing."

The young man also laughed: "Isn't it just that I didn't kowtow to you? Just arrange me like this, and I will be very useful in the future!"

Yun Lan brought tea over, her face turned pale with anger: "Yu Yanran, this is the East Palace, not in the army, so be careful with your words."

Yan Junyu was quick-witted, and guessed who he was right away. In Rong Hao's words, the four companions of the prince read, corresponding to "Wen Zhi Wu Gong". Yes, he is also a descendant of Lingyan Pavilion, a descendant of General Yu Ceyu, who has guarded the border for generations.They were put in the frontier and rarely returned to Beijing.

"It's not a child anymore, it's nothing to talk about." Yu Yanran didn't take Yun Lan's words to heart at all. In a blink of an eye, she saw Yan Junyu and smiled: "Hey, there is really a child."

Yan Junyu glared at him: "I'm not a child."

"What are you not a child?" Yu Yanran was used to staying at the border, very rough, she reached out and pinched his face, but was separated by the prince's hand.

Yu Yanran was a little surprised by the prince's reaction, so she teased Yan Junyu even more: "He said he's not a child, he's still playing with mud here."

If the way to anger Ao Ji is to question his martial arts, and to anger Rong Hao is to question his literary talent, then it is also very simple to anger Yan Junyu, as long as he dislikes his war games.

Yan Junyu was so angry that his eyebrows were raised: "This is not playing with mud, this is a war game. It is very useful and can train generals."

"It's still a war game. Those of us who really fight wars don't play this game." Yu Yan laughed loudly: "I don't have food and supplies, and I don't consider the weather, and I don't consider the impact of terrain on the speed of marching. I don't know which one it is. A fool's idea..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Junyu jumped up, like an enraged little lion, and rushed towards him!