Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

"Curfew at night, don't walk around."

"It's been a bit hard to travel recently, but it's easy when we get to the capital."

"It's better to fight with the prince. It's not like with Liaodong before. You can't even have a good meal, and you have to be jealous."

"This is not my own idea, brothers all think so..."

The army camped on the road, and it was getting dark. Meng Huan waited for Lin Bozhou to not come back for a long time, so he simply sat and chatted with the soldiers.

"Hahaha, this time Qin Wang can win the first prize, and we don't want to confer a title?"

Meng Huan couldn't help laughing when he heard that, and there was the sound of walking behind him.

"Husband."

Surrounded by a group of people, Lin Bozhou held Meng Huan's hand with drunken eyes: "It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

Meng Huan: "I'll wait for your return."

Lin Bozhou entered the camp with a smile: "Meet with the general soldier of Jizhou, we had a meal together, drank a few more glasses of wine, came back late, made Huanhuan wait for a long time."

Knowing that during the war, Meng Huan occasionally had to fight with the generals, so he shook his head: "It's okay, I don't know if you're drunk or not."

The clothes the generals wore during the day were extremely heavy, covering their bodies with sweat.

"I'll help you take off your clothes."

Meng Huan stretched out his hands to untie the collar and skirt of Lin Bozhou's clothes, his fingers were clean, just as he peeled off the clothes to the neck, exposing the shoulders behind the neck, Meng Huan was suddenly hugged by his palms around the waist and into his arms.

Lin Bozhou's hand was very hot, rubbing against his waist.

"The march is fast these days, are you used to the road?" His voice was very low.

Meng Huan made him feel itchy, and shook his head: "I'm used to it. Husband...don't move."

He said seriously, "I'll undress you first."

"En." Lin Bozhou seemed to listen but not listen.

"Don't move—ah—" the next word, Meng Huan was hugged by his waist, walked a few steps to the side of the couch, sat down, and hugged him into his arms.

"Take it off." Lin Bozhou simply said two words.

"..."

Like an old man.

If it wasn't for eating and drinking his food, Meng Huan wouldn't care about his life or death qaq.

Meng Huan sat on his lap and gently picked off his clothes. He could clearly feel that Lin Bozhou was in a good mood. As he was taking off, Lin Bozhou's hands were also pinching his lower back.

As long as he joined the army, Lin Bozhou's temperament would become much more violent among a group of men. Meng Huan undressed him, and Lin Bozhou's kiss came up, and the heat fell on his ears.

Meng Huan managed to take off his clothes with great difficulty, his hands ached from exhaustion, and he was stunned: "It seems that you are going to the capital to serve the king, so there is no need to take me with you. I will just wait for you in Guzhou when you come back."

Lin Bozhou leaned against his forehead, and laughed breathlessly: "Stay in Guzhou and don't want to leave?"

Meng Huan: "Do you want to go?"

He looked at him with dark and bright eyes, with a pointed jaw, as if he wanted to say a lot.

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes and rolled his Adam's apple. Sometimes he felt that Meng Huan understood, and sometimes he felt that he didn't understand.

"Reluctant?" he asked.

I have stayed in Guzhou for several months, and I have had enough fun. Meng Huan has no homeland, so he can go anywhere.

After thinking for a while, Meng Huan said, "I'll go wherever you go."

"Okay." Lin Bozhou smiled and pinched his cheeks, "Go to a lively place that Huanhuan likes."

Lin Bozhou's wine-smelling lips pressed against him. Meng Huan shook his head and wanted to say "it doesn't smell good", but he was licked lightly by the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth. It doesn't seem to be that strong anymore.

There was a light lamp in the tent, Lin Bozhou's coat was off on the couch, Meng Huan was holding him in his arms, and kissed him vigorously with his hands clasped on the back of his head.

Meng Huan asked him to kiss him, and vigilantly pricked up his ears and looked out of the tent, Lin Bozhou's words flashed in his mind.

...a lively place.

Meng Huan gently grasped Lin Bozhou's clothes with his fingers.

What follows is a continuous rush.

The Beijing army was weak. After Shanhaiguan was captured, most of the inland city gates had shortcomings such as scattered troops and few and weak troops. Fortunately, it was the capital city with barely some combat effectiveness. When Lin Bozhou's army arrived, the Marquis of Zhenguan did not break into the capital. , but has already invaded Tongzhou.

The news shocked the whole country.

Tongzhou is outside the imperial city. If no one can stop it and the imperial city is breached, the emperor may flee to Xijing, or directly change the dynasty!

Therefore, after Lin Bozhou met Luo Feng, the admiral of the Beijing army, he did not have a moment to breathe, and sent troops to fight against the soldiers of the Marquis of Zhenguan.

The weather is getting hotter, approaching early summer.

Meng Huan was wearing thin clothes. He stood on the high mountain, put his feet on his feet, and looked towards the bottom of the mountain.

In the ear is Zhu Dong's analysis of the current situation.

"The Marquis of Zhenguan fought under the guise of 'Qing Jun's side'. He took away the military pay from the imperial court to Liaodong, absorbed some of the defeated real Zhu Li, burned, killed, looted and intercepted people's wealth along the way, and now he hits the capital and wants His Majesty to execute the prince. Just give up."

The coalition forces of Zhenglin Bozhou and the Beijing Army stationed at the bottom of the mountain, Tongzhou City was captured, and the coalition forces wanted to take back the city of Tongzhou. They had placed siege equipment, ladders, battering hammers, watchtowers, moat bridges, and three crossbows under the city. , ready to charge.

"Why was the Liaodong army's salary taken away by the Marquis of Zhenguan?" Meng Huan's expression showed a complicated expression. He suffered a lot from dealing with An Chui in order not to draw a seal.

Zhu Dong looked at him with a serious expression: "When His Majesty decrees to seize the military power of the prince."

"..."

Meng Huan was taken aback for a moment, and memories flooded his mind instantly.

At that time, Emperor Xuanhe saw that Lin Bozhou was staying in Liaodong with tens of thousands of troops. He was worried that he would rebel and attack the capital. When the battle was at its most critical, he sent a **** to supervise the army. When they were all outside the city, the villain tried to kill him and seize his power.

Who would have thought that the command of the commanding army was given to Marquis Zhenguan, and this person had really bad intentions. Seeing that Lin Bozhou turned defeat into victory, and he was about to lose power, he simply rebelled without doing anything.

I see…

The people are displaced, the country will not be the country, and the compatriots kill each other...

Meng Huan muttered to himself, "Your Majesty, you are the real culprit."

He put his hands lightly on his chest and looked down.

"Tuk-tuk-"

There was a sound of hooves.

Among the magnificent army horses, Lin Bozhou rode a tall horse and stepped out of the army ranks. Wearing armor, he stepped out from the crowd and looked at the Tongzhou city tower occupied by the Marquis of Zhenguan.

Zhenguanhou arranged several lines to attack the capital, and Tongzhou was one of them, and it was also the most dangerous one at present. Lin Bozhou led tens of thousands of troops to intercept the rebels and prepare to take back the city.

"My lord is the general, good." Zhu Dong said.

Meng Huan: "What's the matter?"

"It's good, the general. The general doesn't need to listen to fools, and he won't be restrained by anyone. No one can criticize him except the emperor. Of course it's good."

On the other hand, it also means that the command of the 100,000 troops in Guzhou is in the hands of Lin Bozhou.

Meng Huan looked at Lin Bozhou at the foot of the mountain. Although it was very small, he could tell that it was Lin Bozhou.

Zhenguanhou is in Tongzhou, and Lin Bozhou is here to stop him. Zhenguanhou is one step away from the imperial city, which means that Lin Bozhou is also one step away from the imperial city.

If... Meng Huan suddenly had this idea in his mind. If Lin Bozhou also rebelled... Isn't it one step away from the throne?

Meng Huan clicked his tongue softly, hugged his head and slowly squatted down.

...he has a headache.

He knew Lin Bozhou's character, so he didn't want to speculate on him.

But…

When Meng Huan frowned, he suddenly heard a loud and penetrating horn sound, followed by "bang bang bang!" After several loud bangs, the trebuchet on the ground began to operate, and the winding pole shook, shaking the huge The stones were thrown heavily on the tower.

"Bang bang bang—"

"Bang bang bang—"

"what happened?"

Meng Huan's scalp went numb from the sound.

He couldn't stand anymore, squatting on the stone, waves of dizziness rose in his mind.

Zhu Dong's excited voice was next to his ears: "The coalition forces have begun to retake the city!"

Meng Huan looked into the battlefield.

It is not so much the coalition army as it is the army of Guzhou. The time when the Jing army waited for Lin Bozhou to enter the capital has been exhausted, and now only the Guzhou army maintains sufficient combat effectiveness. They use their equipment to move forward, the volcano is in flames, the smoke is billowing, and the arrows are like rain. The soldiers began to bear the huge damage. weapons, move forward.

The first is to cross the moat. The soldiers pushed the trench bridge and were escorted forward by armored vehicles, blocking part of the arrows. But whenever the body is exposed, it will be pierced by overwhelming sharp arrows, and the progress will be stopped due to pain or death. When someone is injured or dies, the people behind will quickly step forward to take the place and continue to push the armored vehicle and the trench bridge forward.

But pushing the trench bridge to the moat is not the end. The wood will be shot by oiled rockets, the trench bridge will be burned and abandoned, or the bridge will lead people into the moat and be pierced by the horses and spikes underneath...

Meng Huan took a deep breath and looked at the scene at the foot of the mountain.

The roar continued, the gunpowder smoke continued, and the shouts were like thunder.

The dead soldiers fell, but people stepped forward to replace them.

"..." Meng Huan's eyes were moist and his throat rolled.

Brothers kill each other.

The culprit of this battle...is Emperor Xuanhe's stupidity.

Is Lin Bozhou serving the king for him?

…

Meng Huan shook his head vigorously.

Zhu Dongxian was still watching excitedly. Slowly, he knelt on the stone and let out a scream mixed with grief and anger.

This was an extremely anxious battle. Both the enemy and the enemy realized that the main decisive battle was here, and they invested a lot of power. The battlefield can be called a terrifying meat grinder.

…In the moat, corpses gradually piled up.

At the foot of the mountain, the sky was full of flames, and the battle never stopped, from early morning to evening.

Ming Jin, withdraw troops temporarily.

"Master, would you like some water?"

You Jin's voice finally brought Meng Huan back to his soul.

His lips were dry, he hadn't eaten all day, and he didn't drink much water. He stood anxiously on the top of the mountain and looked through the binoculars. He wants a quick win and a quick finish. And Lin Bozhou, like him, was not distracted in the slightest, and concentrated on this command.

This is a frontal confrontation. Behind the scenes, the Guzhou army will cut off the logistics supply of the rebels. At that time, it only needs to be consumed slowly, and Tongzhou City will be taken down just around the corner.

Meng Huan: "Let's go down the mountain."

He rode his horse to the foot of the mountain and rested at night, but he couldn't be careless. The enemy army probably took advantage of the fact that the soldiers in Guzhou were sleepy and defenseless at night, and raided the camp.

Meng Huan passed by the camp, and the wounded soldiers were being carried back one after another. As expected, they had broken arms and legs, and were shot with sharp arrows. The wounds were full of mourning, and the wounds gave off a rotten smell.

Meng Huan watched for a while with teary eyes, hating himself for not wearing any cheats. Knowing that these thoughts were useless, he turned around and strode towards the camp where Lin Bozhou was.

"The King of China accepts the order!" A sharp voice came out.

Meng Huan stopped in his tracks.

This is the eunuch's voice.

In front of the tent of the Chinese army, the **** was standing facing south, while Lin Bozhou had just retreated from the battlefield, his hair and face were covered with dried and congealed blood, and his armor was stained with stains. Look at each other.

Chen An lowered his head, and said in a gentle voice, "Forgive me, my lord, the prince was shot by an arrow in the leg just now, so he cannot kneel down."

Seeing the **** killing aura all over Lin Bozhou's body, the **** was already afraid, and hurriedly read the most important part of the imperial decree in a low-puffed voice:

"—After the king of China breaks through Tongzhou, the soldiers and horses will withdraw from Tongzhou, and the city will be the boundary, and they will not go beyond it!"

Lin Bozhou gritted his teeth lightly, a mouthful of **** saliva seemed to roll out of his throat, and spit it out on the ground.

"spit!"

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand to signal to see off the guests, with an annoyed look on his face.

Turning around, striding towards the tent of the Chinese army, the tall figure disappeared, not at all as if he had a problem with his legs and feet.

The **** stood there with a pale face.

Chen An smiled again, nodded in response: "Yes, my prince heard it."