After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

Qi Zizhen didn't get an answer about the rebirth, so he finally decided to put the matter aside for the time being and think about the Wumeng army.

There hasn't been much movement in Wumeng Country, and Qi Zizhen plans to take the initiative after thinking about it for a few days, so as to gain a greater initiative.

The northwestern border of the Ling Dynasty was further north than the capital city, and the temperature was lower in winter.According to Qi Zizhen's poor physical condition, the longer the war drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

They'd better be able to fight for the end before the cold winter.

Both Song Yaoxu and Tang Leyuan understood this truth, after thinking about it, they finally decided to wait until it was confirmed that Qi Zizhen's body had really recovered before setting off directly.

Qi Zizhen had no objection to this, but he had some other thoughts in his heart.

He didn't expect that when he actually went to the battlefield, he became the most retarded of the three of them.

Qi Zizhen did not reveal such emotions to anyone, but let himself be more immersed in the relevant historical records during the continuous recuperation stage, and further analyzed the general they were about to face.

According to his understanding, that general was named Wuhetu, and he was listed as the right-hand man of General Southwest along with Huyan Yangxia.Huyanyang Xia is good at martial arts, but Wuhetu is good at planning.

Previously, Tang Leyuan won the surprise attack on Fengshu County mainly because of suddenness and opportunism.And they succeeded in regaining Chongping County because of Huyan Yangxia's ignorance and contempt for them.

Now that they have fought against each other, Tang Leyuan has made another round at the border of Wumeng country, presumably Wuhetu will know more about them, and it will not be as easy to deal with him as it was in Fengshu County .

Moreover, although they took the initiative to attack, it was obvious that Wumeng Kingdom was more prepared. Maybe their attack was part of their plan.

If the war really drags on to the cold winter, Qi Zizhen probably won't be able to charge forward, and the only thing that can help him is strategy.

It is precisely because of this that he must let himself know more and more about Wumeng Kingdom.

On the night of August 29th, Qi Zizhen turned over the last page of a Wumeng history book and put the whole book aside.

They were going to start marching again tomorrow morning, and he spent a lot of time looking through historical materials and maps, and finally read all the relevant content he brought with him within today.

Although he can't remember these contents with a photographic vision, at least he has almost memorized the important parts, and left an impression on the other trivial ones, so he can find them out faster when he really needs to mention them.

Qi Zizhen let out a breath, and looked at the warm light that was still swaying slowly.

At this moment, he heard a light knock on the door, followed by Song Yaoxu's voice.

"Zizhen, can I come in?"

Qi Zizhen quickly tidied up the messy books in front of him, got up and went to the door to open it, and saw Song Yaoxu holding a small plate of pastries in his hand.

Song Yaoxu smiled, and asked gently: "Do you want some sweets? It's not too sweet, and it's okay to eat a little at night."

Qi Zizhen, who was addicted to sweets, of course would not refuse, he stepped sideways to let Song Yaoxu in, closed the door and walked back.

Song Yaoxu put the pastry on the table and smiled helplessly after seeing a neat stack of books: "Zizhen read the books for another day, right?"

Qi Zizhen didn't intend to hide it from him, so he nodded obediently and said, "I just read the book given by the national teacher just now, I didn't expect to hold you back because of my poor health."

Song Yaoxu understood better than Qi Zizhen the feeling of not wanting to be held back. He rubbed his head and said with a smile, "From now on, we will have to rely on our little military adviser for all intelligence matters."

There was a gentle smile in his voice, and he sounded very sincere, without any perfunctory consolation.

Qi Zizhen couldn't hold back, stepped forward and hugged him, letting the faint scent of orchids wrap him up softly.

He buried his head in Song Yaoxu's neck, and asked sullenly: "Your Highness, can I sleep with you tonight?"

After tonight, they will set off again, and they don't know when the next time they will lie on the bed and rest peacefully.

Song Yaoxu stretched out his arms to hug him when he came up to him, and smiled lightly after hearing his words: "Of course, anytime."

After finishing speaking, she placed a light kiss on the tip of his hair.

The long warm light is scattered in a small world in the room, reflecting the gentle figure beside the table and a plate of forgotten pastries on the table.

* At Maoshi the next day, the sky was still as dark as ink, and Chongping County was still sleeping in the night.

In front of the city gate of Chongping County, the army that had been mobilized the day before was ready to go, ready to march towards the border area with full vigor at any time.

Considering the strength of Wuhetu's men, before this expedition, the three of them specially recruited some surrendered soldiers and strong men from Chongping County and Fengshu County, making up 2 horses.

The mighty army set off officially in the dark, and experienced several victories, most of them held extremely high enthusiasm, especially Tang Leyuan.

Tang Leyuan had never marched with a large army since the split in front of Jiuyou County.

He is used to the mobile guerrilla of a small number of elite soldiers, but he also hopes to be able to charge ahead in the strategic planning of large troops. Half of the soldiers' good condition today is also due to his impassionedness in his oath of battle yesterday.

It can be said that Tang Leyuan was born destined to become a brave general, and as long as he has his blood and passion, his morale will not worry.

How depressed and sad he was when he came out of the capital, how excited and anticipating he was now, so enthusiastic that Qi Zizhen couldn't help running to ask Qin Gong when he was camping for a rest that night.

Qin Gong looked at Tang Leyuan who was chatting with Song Yaoxu with great interest, and his expression was a little helpless: "The deputy general was like this when he went to the border of Wumeng country before. He maintained a high fighting spirit every day, and most of the soldiers were also infected by him. , No one will show timidity when they charge forward."

The generals were as excited as if they had been drugged, and it was hard for the soldiers to get depressed.

Qi Zizhen nodded with deep feeling, and then wrapped the cloak around himself.

Sure enough, it's better for him not to compare his enthusiasm with the vigorous young people.

Qin Gong noticed his movements and couldn't help asking: "Well, I have the courage to ask, is Master Military Advisor not in good health?"

Qi Zizhen glanced at him, nodded and said, "The doctor said that he is physically weak and cold, and it is easier to be afraid of the cold."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Since you are a person recognized by Le Yuan, you don't have to carry those complicated etiquettes in front of me, just relax and get along with each other."

Qi Zizhen stayed by Song Yaoxu's side for a long time, and was used to Song Yaoxu's informal way of getting along with people who were close to him.

Qin Gong is not a person who sticks too much to etiquette, so he changed his words smoothly and continued: "My mother is usually not in good health, so I know a little bit of small remedies to take care of the body. If you can trust me, military adviser, you can try it?"

Speaking of this, he might also be afraid that Qi Zizhen would misunderstand that he was being courteous for nothing, so he smiled and added: "Master Military Adviser and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have kindly rebuilt us, and I hope to be able to help you as well."

Qi Zizhen didn't evade Qin Gong's good intentions, his usually indifferent eyebrows were mixed with warmth: "Then thank you in advance."

"You don't have to thank the military advisor. It's my honor to help the military advisor." Qin Gong smiled with his eyes bent, his figure even more petite under the moonlight.

Qi Zizhen thought he was relatively thin in front of Song Yaoxu, Tang Leyuan and most of the soldiers, but Qin Gong seemed to be even smaller.

He couldn't help asking: "Are you usually malnourished? I see that you are also relatively thin."

Qin Gong was stunned for a moment when he heard the question, turned his head halfway to avoid Qi Zizhen's sight, smiled embarrassedly, and replied: "There are indeed some, our hometown is relatively poor, and we often didn't have enough to eat when we were young."

Qi Zizhen was successfully diverted by her, remembering the score he taught before, and asked curiously: "You shouldn't be from the Central Plains, right?"

"Well, my great-grandfather's generation was originally from a tribe on the southwestern border of Ling Dynasty." Qin Gong did not hide anything, and nodded his answer, "It's just that something happened to our tribe and we were massacred. People in the village fled to Ling Chaolai to settle down."

At this point he paused before continuing: "Great-grandfather was afraid that the Central Plains people would not accept them, so he ran to settle on an uninhabited mountain, and even passed on the skills of our small village.

"Since my grandfather's generation, we have started to learn the language and customs of the Ling Dynasty one after another. Some people also went to the nearest city to make a living, and got help from many people from the Ling Dynasty."

After hearing this, Qi Zizhen didn't express any other emotions, and asked, "Then why do you think of going to the capital to join the army?"

Qin Gong lowered his head halfway, with a slight smile on his lips: "Actually, I don't know why, maybe it's an inexplicable yearning for the battlefield, and I hope to do something for Ling Chao."

He continued to mention the things about the former tribe passed down from his great-grandfather's generation. He heard that the tribal leader at that time treated the people under him very badly, and even offended another powerful tribe.

When the tribe came to seek revenge, the leader of the tribe, who clearly agreed to the outside world, planned to secretly hand over their small village as a slave, and exchange their bird control skills for his own survival.

And it is said that the way that tribe treats slaves is very cruel. Once they become slaves, the people in their small village will be tortured.

Qin Gong's great-grandfather heard about this incident in advance and took them away.After that, the leader found other villages with unique skills, and finally those small villages knew his plan, and before the hostile tribes came, they became a mess due to civil strife.

The final result was that their entire tribe was massacred by the hostile tribe. Only the daughter and grandson of the leader escaped successfully, and their whereabouts are unknown.

The betrayed great-grandfather generation did not dare to let the people of the Ling Dynasty know their existence, so they hid in the mountains and struggled to survive.In the end, it was Qin Gong's grandparents who felt that they couldn't make it through, so they ventured down the mountain to the nearest city to ask the sheriff for help.

The sheriff of the city immediately reported the matter to Emperor Li Guang who was in power at the time, and Emperor Li Guang who followed the policy of openness and friendship ordered him to settle them down and let them officially enter the Ling Dynasty's native place.

Qin Gong and his village are used to living in the mountains, so the county guard led the people in the city to build a simple road for them to go up and down the mountain.

Then until Qin Gong’s generation, their village was basically connected to the nearby city, and the people there were also used to their existence, and there were often poets who climbed high and looked far away, or playful children Rest in their village.

All this benefited from Ling Chao's acceptance.Therefore, Qin Gong was taught to learn to be grateful since he was born, and yearned for the battlefield since he was a child. Finally, he left home at the age of 15 and went to the capital to join the army. It has been more than a year now.

Qi Zizhen listened to the story patiently, feeling vaguely familiar with the things about their tribe.

But before he had time to ask, Song Yaoxu on the other end had finished chatting with Tang Leyuan and came over to go back to the camp with him. Tang Leyuan also enthusiastically wanted to take Qin Gong to practice swords together.

Qi Zizhen temporarily suppressed his curiosity, said goodbye to Qin Gong briefly, got up, and walked back side by side with Song Yaoxu.

But on the way back, he couldn't help thinking about Qin Gong and his tribe.

He vaguely remembered that the first king of Wumeng Kingdom and his mother seemed to have fled from a tribe on the southwestern border of the Ling Dynasty.