Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Warm mist lingered, inside the tent and in the curtain of the bed—a lively and fragrant scene, and the sounds that came out from time to time were blown away by the wind. The two soldiers standing guard outside the tent remained indifferent, obviously they had long been used to it.

As the sky slowly darkened, the little snake vomited its letter and hibernated patiently.

During the day, the little green snake shrank straight on the grass, blending with the ground.

The wooden bed swayed and swayed, and finally calmed down slowly.

It slowly crawled towards the person who was gradually breathing steadily.

……

"General, there are heavy casualties on the front line. I implore the general to issue an order to get the soldiers back."

Liang Ziqing followed the commander and deputy general to the general's camp and begged the general to withdraw his troops.

"what--"

The voice of a woman screaming came from inside the tent,—————

"Come here! Help! Ah——"

—The woman rushed out in disheveled clothes, her face was pale and her beauty paled, "Save... save people."

Words—after speaking, the person fainted.

A few people hurried in and looked, only to find that Long Qilin hadn't breathed.

Liang Ziqing checked his physical signs and found that his body was not completely cold, and all signs indicated that he died of excessive indulgence.

When this incident happened, they were not very sad, but they were worried that there would be no leader among the dragons, and the soldiers would lose their fighting spirit even more.

The deputy general sent someone to find out the tiger talisman on Long Qilin's body, and said with a worried look on his face, "Ziqing, fix the book immediately—send it back to Beijing, and report the death of General Long."

He calmed down and arranged: "Go and invite the Fifth Highness to come down."

It is really not an option to have no leader among the dragons, the highest status in the barracks is undoubtedly Shen Yan.

Shen Yan didn't want to take on this important task. After all, he had only read military books and was inexperienced in practical operations, so he didn't dare to take it rashly.

However, even the deputy general did not dare to take over the tiger talisman temporarily, acting as the general, and the battle situation ahead could not delay, so Shen Yan had to accept the order in the face of danger.

He is also a prince after all, even if the emperor wants to punish him in the end, it is impossible to kill him.

"From now on, the food will be distributed strictly according to the standard. Whether it is a lieutenant general or a commander, the law of eating should be the same as that of the soldiers."

He asked Jiang Wen'an, and found that the food delivered last time should be able to last for a period of time, and Yanjing's next batch of food was still on its way.

"Withdraw the troops first, make a repair, and ensure that the soldiers have enough food."

After recuperating for a few days, the soldiers finally regained some vitality. All the soldiers deeply felt that His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince cared for his subordinates, and seeing that he was treated the same as them, they admired the Fifth Prince even more.

The situation on the battlefield was unpredictable, and before they finished repairing, the observers in front had already discovered the clues of the Yan clan, and they were on the way to raise their troops.

Dayan's soldiers suffered too many casualties, and they did not have an advantage in numbers. The reinforcements were still on the way, and Shen Yan estimated that it would take five or six days to arrive.

But you can't let people attack the door of the house, it will only increase the panic of the people, and they have to go to fight.

Shen Yan decided to go to the front line in person and lead the soldiers to guard their homeland.

He is a prince, and having him go with him will undoubtedly set a firm foundation in the hearts of the soldiers-a sea god needle.

This time they are well rested and will not be caught off guard again.

Shen Yan put on the armor and obediently listened to his husband nagging beside him.

Jiang Wen'an straightened his armor for him, straightened his helmet, and was always worried, "Why don't I go with you."

Forget it when he couldn't get out of Yanjing, but now that he is close at hand, how can he watch him go into danger?

Shen Yan laughed: "From last night to now, Mr. has said it in my ear five times."

"Is it so many times?"

Jiang Wen'an himself had no idea, he just felt that he should stay with Zai Zai at this time.

"Mr. is here, I will be distracted." Shen Yan moved closer and looked down at him.

Jiang Wen'an sighed slightly, then changed his mind - thinking that even if he went with him, he wouldn't be of much help, maybe it would be a burden.

He only knows the plots in some novels, but he has no way of knowing the things mentioned in the pen.

Thinking of this, he stopped being persistent, and was about to nod, but when he looked up, he saw Shen Yan leaning over.

A cold kiss fell on his forehead.

Under Jiang Wen'an's shocked gaze, Shen Yan smiled slightly: "Sir, just stay here and wait for me to come back."

"..." After two seconds of reaction, Jiang Wenan raised his foot and kicked Zai Zai.

"Stinky boy, mess with me again."

Shen Yan didn't hide, and held on to Mr.'s hand with both hands.

At this moment, I am really reluctant.

Jiang Wen'an slowly calmed down, his nose was a little sour, and his eyes were already red before he knew it.

"Then will you come back and celebrate my birthday with me? Mr. promised you to stay with you."

"Sir, I will try my best." Shen Yan looked at him seriously, feeling a little helpless: "Okay?"

Jiang Wen'an knew that this matter was unpredictable, and also knew that it would be difficult to achieve a complete victory in such a short period of time, he just hoped that Zai Zai would return safely.

"Well. I'll wait for you. It doesn't matter if you are late, you are back, and I will accompany you to make up your birthday no matter how late it is."

Shen Yan was familiar with military books, and he had his own ideas in arranging troops. He managed the army fairly and strictly, and with the help of his lieutenant general and Liang Ziqing, his reputation grew day by day.

The good news came sooner than Jiang Wenan expected. During this period of time, he insisted on writing a letter to Yanyan every day that could not be sent, so as to relieve his worries. Unexpectedly, the stack of letters had not yet been written. When it's over, people will come back.

What Jiang Wenan didn't expect was that there was another person who came back with Shen Yan.

It is said that Shen Yan and the others rushed to the front to confront the Yan clan head-on, and with all their might, they broke their plan to attack the city and beat them back steadily.

However, the gap in the number of people still appeared with the passage of time, and it became more and more obvious. Their side could not hold on physically and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

On the fifth day, Kahara's reinforcements finally arrived.

Kahara's eldest son Zaya personally led the troops to support him, but he didn't seem to be very good at arranging troops, and the person who had been discussing with Shen Yan on how to arrange the division of troops turned out to be a little-known soldier.

Although Shen Yan was also puzzled, seeing that Zaya didn't say anything, he didn't ask any questions, and planned a three-way pincer attack together with him to force the Yan clan back.

The situation was reversed again, Shen Yan and the little soldier attacked the enemy at night, burned all the food and grass in the fire, and the two retreated completely.

The next day, the Yan family asked for peace negotiations, and was willing to pay tribute to Yanjing every year, and the battle ended.

Shen Yan hastened his horse and rushed back day and night, just to celebrate his birthday with his husband.

The husband said that the birthday is very important, and he wants to be accompanied by him on all important days in his life.

—The little soldier who followed back also fought side by side for a period of time, he seemed to admire Shen Yan very much, and followed behind Shen Yan almost like a follower every day.

He has his own ideas about marching and fighting, and Shen Yan also feels that he should not be just a small soldier, and once encouraged him, saying that he will make great achievements in the future.

Unexpectedly, he just smiled, didn't say anything, just followed Shen Yan and rushed back to the army station without stopping, leaving everyone behind.

Shen Yan didn't care, she just wanted to rush back to see her husband.

In the end, he made it back two days before his birthday.

Jiang Wen'an was very happy, but he didn't expect that the soldiers who followed Shen Yan came to the camp, and looked at him meaningfully from time to time.

Jiang Wen'an was sure that he had never seen this person before, and when he looked back several times, that person smiled gently at him, which made Jiang Wen'an feel even more bewildered.

The next day, the soldiers in front also rushed back to the barracks, as well as Prince Kahara and the soldiers who came to support.

While Shen Yan was out to deal with business, the man asked Jiang Wen'an to go out.

He was also very curious about who this person was, could it be possible that he had seen him before?

Confused, Jiang Wen'an went to the appointment, but when he arrived at the agreed place, he saw only a slender figure from the back.

He took off his armor, the wide hem of his clothes outlined his graceful body, and the long hair hanging down his back reached his waist. Hearing the sound, the man turned around, with a slight smile on his face, and his voice changed: "You coming?"

Jiang Wen'an's eyes widened.

Is it...a woman?

The first reaction in his heart was actually: It's over...

Could it be "Jiang Wen'an"'s romantic debt again?

He swallowed, and tentatively asked, "You...know me?"

"know."

Sure enough?

Jiang Wen'an's palms were sweating, and he kept stirring his clothes with his fingers.

The woman tilted her head and smiled again: "It can be regarded as not knowing."

"???"

What is this operation?

Jiang Wen'an was extremely nervous.

The woman no longer kept her secrets, and introduced herself: "My name is Qiya."

Chia?

Jiang Wen'an had no impression of this name at all, and he couldn't show his flaws, so he could only observe her calmly.

"You don't know me, but I heard my sister mentioned you and know that you are the fifth prince's husband."

"My sister's name is Sawyer, do you remember her?"

"Sawyer... princess?"

The long memory was awakened, and the image of that stubborn woman who refused to give in slowly came alive in Jiang Wen'an's mind.

Kahara's Sawyer, his friend.

Three years have passed, and Sawyer has not married the prince.

Jiang Wen'an—has never heard of her, and is eager to know how she is doing right now, "Is she alright?"

Jiang Wen'an learned from Qi Ya's mouth that it turned out that Suo Ya finally married a prince from a grassland tribe.

"Then does she love that person?"

Jiang Wen'an always remembered that she pursued freedom, and if she was to be bound by someone willingly, bound together forever, it should be someone she really liked.

But this is not the case, Sawyer was forced to marry a person with whom he had no feelings for the so-called tribal marriage.

Jiang Wen'an sighed deeply.

Could it be that the fate of women can only be like this?

He secretly felt sad for a while, but found that Qi Ya was staring at him intently.

Jiang Wen'an came back to his senses, feeling uncomfortable being watched, "What's wrong?"

Qi Ya said with a smile: "I have heard from my sister that you are different from other men, and today I see that it is indeed so."

She sat on the haystack and looked at him with her chin propped up, "At least no one has ever asked us if we love each other, not even my father."

The two looked at each other silently for a long time.

Qi Ya lowered her head and smiled: "Forget it."

"One more thing, about Shen Yan, I want to ask you."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 in Tsing Yi;

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