Let's follow the king, little master

Gathered in pairs, the flat edge of Ran Lake became a training ground, and people of different heights talked in small groups.On the high platform that had just been built not long ago, Li Mu, Guan Zhihuan and She Ye walked up together. Seeing this, everyone stopped talking and looked towards the high platform.

The wind was blowing the skirts of the people, there were still birds singing on the mountain, and the sun was hanging high in the blue sky.Guan Zhihuan handed the roster to the villagers standing in front, and everyone stood in a pair in the order of roll call.

"Do you remember these benefactors?" Li Mu looked at Guan Zhihuan.

"It's only a thousand people." Guan Zhihuan said with a smile, "But don't worry, these people will change their appearance within half a month."

"The poor monk believes it." Li Mu said, when he heard that there was a paralyzed military advisor helping Yu Che before seeing Guan Zhihuan, Li Mu admired this military advisor very much, and even more so after meeting him, after all, he could help Yu Che. Shang Yuche is naturally capable.Thinking about it now, in Li Mu's view, Yu Che has long been a god-like existence, able to solve any problem, and able to give no matter what he wants.

After the people were divided into teams, the formation of the crowd also took shape, Li Mu smiled and looked at the crowd below.Guan Zhihuan walked to the edge of the high platform and inspected the crowd back and forth, and said loudly:

"We have a common enemy, don't we!"

"Yes!" The man below shouted back.

"We have territory to protect, don't we!"

"Correct!"

"We have family members to protect, don't we!"

"Correct!"

"So, we must fight against the enemy, we must strengthen our bodies, and what we do is not for anyone, but for ourselves. From now on, we must do our best to fight hard and defend our homeland!"

"Defend the homeland!" The people below shouted.

Li Mu walked off the stage with a smile, stood under the stage and looked at Guan Zhihuan who was standing on the high stage holding a cane in his hand, and She Ye who was standing behind Guan Zhihuan.The pride of the people under the towering mountains is even higher than the sky.

In the big tent, Li Mu and Tong'er were boiling the medicinal materials together, and the subtle sound of soldiers training from the big tent merged with the sound of boiling the medicine.

Yesterday, Li Mu and this person were talking in the tent when they heard someone report that someone from the palace was coming.Ling Hailan didn't think he was looking for her, so she instinctively hid behind Li Mu, but she didn't think he was looking for Li Mu.

The servant sent by King Mobei handed the letter of King Mobei to Li Mu and said:

"Your Majesty said, the head of the hundred households must follow through on what is stated in the handbook. To save my face in Mobei, if I don't take good care of it, I will definitely be punished."

While looking at the words on the handbook, Li Mu listened to the servant's words with a dark face, chuckled lightly, handed the handbook to Guan Zhihuan beside him, and said:

"The poor monk should obey."

The servant nodded, then walked to Ling Hailanmo, bent over and took out a blue silk cloth bag from his sleeve and handed it to Ling Hailanmo, saying respectfully:

"Her Royal Highness has not returned to the palace for many days. The Queen and His Royal Highness miss Her Royal Highness very much. This is what Her Royal Highness asked the villain to give to Her Royal Highness."

"Are my queen mother and brother Wang okay?" Ling Hailanmo took the cloth bag with both hands, stroking the cloth bag with slender fingers, and said softly.

"Your Highness, please rest assured. The Queen said that I just wronged Her Highness. Your Highness said that you can feel at ease with the head of a hundred households by your side. I hope that Your Highness will take good care of yourself. If you want to go back, go back." The waiter replied.

"I see. You go back and tell my mother and brother Wang that I am fine, please rest assured." Ling Hailanmo said.

"Yes, the villain will leave." The servant saluted Ling Hailanmo and Li Mu before turning and leaving.

Ling Hailanmo sent the servant away, as if the servant took away her thoughts and watched him leave, turned around and returned to the big tent peacefully, only to see Guan Zhihuan who had an even uglier face than her.

"What's the matter?" Ling Hailan Mo asked, walked to Guan Zhihuan, and took from Guan Zhihuan's hand the Mobei King's letter that he was holding tightly.

Seeing that no one was talking, Ling Hailan curiously opened the handwriting, glanced at it, threw the handwriting on the ground and ran out of the big tent.Guan Zhihuan chased him out with a cane.

It turns out that the prince of the Hu clan will come to Mobei from the Hu clan in the past few days. For Cuiming, the place that must pass through, the king of Mobei issued a letter to tell Li Mu that if the prince of the Hu clan comes, he must be well received. Ask Li Mu to tell Princess Mobei who is in Cuiming that the prince of the Hu clan is coming and ask Her Royal Highness to come back with the prince of the Hu clan.

Cutting through the thorns all the way, the long whip in his hand kept waving, and the broken branches and leaves left behind were trampled by the chasing people.Guan Zhihuan chased Ling Hailanmo with a cane, Ling Hailanmo ignored the people following him, cursed and waved the whip in his hand, waving the whip as if the grass and trees were enemies, letting them enjoy the torture.

Guan Zhihuan followed closely behind Ling Hailanmo. Seeing the mountain getting steeper and steeper, Guan Zhihuan felt that Ling Hailanmo's anger should be enough, so he was going to ask her to go back, but before he could speak, the person who was walking in front of him Ling Hailanmo's feet slipped and he fell down the mountain. Guan Zhihuan threw away the crutches in his hand without thinking, and caught Ling Hailanmo with both hands, holding Ling Hailanmo's head in his arms, and the two rolled down, Guan Zhihuan In panic, Zhihuan took Ling Hailanmo's whip in one hand, and seeing that the two were about to hit the big tree, Guan Zhihuan swung the whip together, and the whip circled a big tree next to the two people's heads. The man stopped just as he was about to hit a big tree.

Guan Zhihuan didn't move Ling Hailan in his arms, and hurriedly knelt up and released Ling Hailan in his arms to check, only to see that Ling Hailan was blurred with tears and kept sobbing.

"What's wrong? Where is the injury? Let me see." Guan Zhihuan said, wanting to shake Ling Hailanmo with both hands.

"What are you doing?" Ling Hailanmo shouted, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm not dead yet." He stood up while sobbing.

Seeing that Ling Hailanmo stood up, Guan Zhihuan also stood up and chased Ling Hailanmo, holding Ling Hailanmo's whip in his hand.As the two walked down, Ling Hailanmo's feet hurt more and more as they walked, and finally stopped with a limp.

"It must have been sprained just now." Guan Zhihuan frowned and said, looking at Ling Hailanmo who was leaning on the tree and lifting his left foot.

"You." Ling Hailanmo opened his mouth and said, looking at Guan Zhihuan's legs, his mouth remained open.

"What's wrong?" Guan Zhihuan looked at Ling Hailanmo and asked.

"Where's your crutch?" Ling Hailan raised his head and stared into Guan Zhihuan's eyes and asked.

When Guan Zhihuan heard this, he remembered, looking at Ling Hailanmo's whip in his hand, he didn't see the crutches. He had already thrown the crutches away, in order to save Ling Hailanmo.In fact, Guan Zhihuan subconsciously knew that she was healed, but in order to remember the hatred in her heart, Guan Zhihuan refused to put down the crutch unconsciously. Now, Guan Zhihuan looked at Ling Hailan and smiled softly.

"I lost my crutches, I'll carry you back." Guan Zhihuan said and squatted down.

Ling Hailan wasn't too polite, and lay directly on Guan Zhihuan's back, and the two walked down.