Shadowguard in disguise as a sheep

The good news from the frontier is frequent, and the letter from Yingyi, the habit of writing a letter in a few months has never changed. It has always said that I am fine, and my master should pay attention to my health.

At the end of the season, I received a letter from Yingyi again, and hurried back to the mansion from the palace. Tsing Yi successfully became the number one in the Anxiang Tower. Ji Hui liked him very much, and brought him in last month. House.

Ji Mo went to take a shower, her hair was disheveled, Ruyu's face evoked a smile, and she carefully tore open the letter. Every stroke in the letter seemed to carry the flames of the frontier.

Ji Mo stood up, the emperor was very kind to help Ji Mo build up his forces, his father was kind and his son was filial, and he was very happy.

Ji Hui's daring to speak out, frequent petty actions, and the intensified war on the frontier, the emperor's eyes will shift to those who are capable and have a clean background.

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The military doctors started to clean the wounds of the people after the war again. Now that the war is raging, the number of people who died after each battle is counted in the hundreds.

The groans of the wounded and sick soldiers made the handsome little military doctor look more sympathetic, and his movements became lighter and more dexterous.

"Ouch, ouch!" A tall, dark soldier yelled terribly.

The little military doctor scolded angrily: "What's there to shout about, you're not seriously injured!"

As he spoke, he bandaged the knife wound on his leg.

Wang Hu smiled foolishly: "I just want you to feel sorry for me."

"It's a beautiful idea, and it's not your turn to be distressed!" The little military doctor responded casually.

His eyes stopped on the next wounded person. He had been paying attention to him for a long time. Such a good-looking person feels different from those who only have martial arts. The aura and aura of his body make people unable to move their eyes away. He injured his left arm and right arm. The shoulder was not seriously injured. I heard that this man killed hundreds of people alone in the last battle. In this battle, he rushed straight into the enemy army and beheaded the head of the enemy general. He is invincible and unstoppable...

Ying Yi squinted his eyes and felt sleepy. When he realized that it was his turn, he whispered, "I'll do it myself."

The handsome little military doctor blushed and shook his head: "How can this be done, it is my responsibility to treat the wound!"

Ying Yi nodded lightly, his cold and serious face remained the same, then he raised his arm and asked the military doctor to bandage it.

"God, I heard about you, you are really good!" The speed of the military doctor Bao was obviously slower, Ying Yi didn't pay attention, but Wang Hu who was on the side noticed it, and snorted, very upset.

But I have to admit that he is very powerful, with strong martial arts, rushing into an army of tens of thousands is like entering a realm like a human being, and returning from a dangerous place, he was only slightly injured, and even he has a charming face. Military doctors are one of the few in the military camp who make those big and three rough men lust. Beauty is created by comparison, even if there is no comparison, Ying Yi's qualifications are also good, no wonder he is tempted.

"Hey, what's your name?" The military doctor finished wrapping his left arm, and wanted to wrap up his shoulder, his white fingers accidentally brushed the skin of Yingyi's neck.

As soon as Yingyi grasped his hand, the strength in his hand was very strong for a moment, the little military doctor let out a cry of pain, Yingyi let go of his hand in an instant, shrugged his shoulders, used both hands and teeth, quickly bandaged it, and silently apologized: "Sorry"

The little military doctor shook his head, shook his red hands, and his face became even redder: "What's your name?"

Ying Yi was silent: "Sixteen"

"Number? Is it your ranking in the family?" The little military doctor laughed.

Ying Yi nodded lightly, stood up and wanted to go back to sleep in the tent, obviously unwilling to talk more, picked up the sword at hand with one hand, and left slowly, with a straight and stern back.

There are still sixteen months left before he can return to his master's side...

The soldier named "Sixteen" rose to fame. His bravery and invincibility made the enemy fearful. He started from the bottom soldier. Every time he participated in the battle, he won every battle with the help of God...

He also became a lieutenant general from the bottom soldier. He rose too fast, but several battles proved that he not only has force but also strategy. His reputation spread to the capital. In order to praise his bravery, the emperor personally It is decreed that he will be born as the second-rank official and assist the general of the country.

In another battle, the general was scratched on the face by the enemy. From then on, he would wear a mask every time he fought. Occasionally, someone would mention that the general was handsome, but few people could clearly describe it. It was just repeated over and over again. Said "Unfortunately, unfortunately..."

The war on the frontier continued for another year. In the last decisive battle, we defeated the Xiongnu. The leader of the Xiongnu surrendered and sent envoys to make peace. The emperor was very happy and rewarded the three armies.

When the war-god-like general was riding a tall black horse, the silver mask on his face shone dazzlingly in the sunlight, and the people lined up to welcome, cheered and cheered, shouting over and over again: "Welcome to the triumphant return of the general, welcome to the general!" return with glory……"

Every soldier is so proud, their general's back is still straight, silent and iron-blooded, walking through the crowd without any noise.

His mask is so mysterious, he is the patron saint of the frontier, and his name is Sixteen, but no one knows where he came from, nor where he will stay.

The emperor held a celebration banquet, and all the soldiers did not get drunk and did not return.

On that day, the capital was so lively, and the power of the end of the season was growing, he still restrained his edge, and all the officials and the emperor welcomed the general's return together.

Sitting in the resplendent and resplendent hall, the emperor's compliments and titles were granted.

Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said: I have heard that praises are virtuous, and rewards are the most talented. The general sixteen is loyal to the country, proclaiming virtue and kindness, observing festivals and friendship, so as to secure the society, I highly appreciate it.Today, the title is granted—General Zhen Guo, hereby.

"The minister leads the decree, long live the emperor, long live, long live!" The general's silver mask still carried the breath of killing, his voice was hoarse, he knelt down and straightened up, his raised neck showed graceful lines, and his figure was astonishing. People are scared but can't look away.

The general sat down quietly, the emperor waved his hand, the cups were mixed, and the guests were noisy. People wanted to offer a toast to the general, but the general seemed unkind, his whole body was stern, and he didn't allow anyone to approach him. There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth...

Sitting across from Yingyi, Ji Mo poured a glass of wine, shook it lightly in his hand a few times, looked at Yingyi's gaze that had never moved before, smiled slightly with his lips curled up, and a drowning gleam flashed across his eyes. gentle……

Yingyi also poured a glass of wine, shook the glass slightly, and pushed his wrist forward. It was a gesture of cheers. The smile at the end of the season deepened, and he did the same gesture again. They were separated by an aisle, With a glass of untouchable wine, tell the missing, no one will find out, and no one will find out, their deep-rooted lingering...