Zhao Wudi fled from the gang room, rushed into the wind and snow, and let the cold snowflakes fall on his hot face, only then did he feel more comfortable.
And a heart is still pounding, and there is an inexplicable restlessness, which makes him ask himself: What's wrong with me, I'm already married and have children, as for worrying about a half-grown baby No, it's not that I have to deal with that half-grown baby, but that I was defeated by that half-big baby Thinking of this, General Zhao Wuving's face turned red, and the experienced Ming guerrilla generals also had times when they could not form an army, this Tang Dynasty man was really tough He sneered at the two pro-soldiers: "Two big brothers, I don't know if the military master has orders, where should I go next?"
It's not that Zhao Wushu has lost his memory, but that only he and Li Ergou are left in their fire, and it is estimated that Li Ergou will not be able to escape the iron hooves and scimitars of the Turks, so that Zhao Wushu will have no team to return to.
The two pro-soldiers squeezed their eyebrows, as if they were holding back something, and it was very hard to hold back.
One of them took a deep breath before soothing the skin on his face a little, and said, "Little brother, please come with me." ” Zhao Wudi was confused, and he couldn't understand what was wrong with these people, except for the old soldiers, all of them were nervous, which was really inexplicable.
In the room, the old soldier put a large bowl of steaming mutton on the edge of the stove, and said to the half-grown baby: "Mo'er, come, eat it while it's hot, the taste will change when it's cold." ” "Grandpa Liu, I'm not hungry, you should eat the stewed rotten mutton, plus the hot mutton soup, which is the most nourishing blood and qi, and it is the most suitable for the elderly."
The voice of the half-grown baby has changed, like the cry of a yellow warbler, clear and tactful, and it is very good.
"You kid, this is what the baby specially asked for for you, Grandpa Liu can't bear to eat it" The old soldier smiled, with a look of love.
"Hmph, even Grandpa Liu laughs at others, ignore you" The half-grown baby snorted, pouted, lowered his head, and tossed his clothes with a pair of small hands.
"Okay, it's Grandpa Liu's, no, you shouldn't laugh at Mo'er.
However, this bowl of mutton Grandpa Liu can't be eaten by himself, and he will not be restrained, come, let's eat it together. ” The old army took another bowl and fished a little for himself, most of which was left for the half-grown baby, and when he saw her excuse, his eyes widened, and he said: "Listen to Grandpa Liu, eat, there is not enough in the pot."
Your grandfather Liu has no other skills, he has been a husband all his life, but in this house, he can still have the final say.
Besides, isn't there still that kid on top?"
When the old army mentioned Zhao Wuving, the half-grown baby smiled, and his eyes bent into crescents again.
"Mo'er, it's been several years since your father entrusted you to me when he left.
Your father means that he wants to return to his roots and find a home for you in his hometown in Yangzhou, but this is thousands of miles away, you are a girl's family, how can the old man rest assured" "Grandpa Liu, in a few years, I can follow the caravan to send Daddy back to his hometown, and then, I will come back to accompany you."
"You stupid doll, what are you doing with my old man The old man was born here, grew up here, and before I knew it, my hair was gray, and I didn't live for a few years, this is my hometown, the place where I am buried."
A cold wind blew from the open door of the cave, stirring the old soldier's snow-white beard, although he was talking about life and death, his face was indifferent, and there was no sorrow or sadness.
"By the way, Mo'er, that boy is the Yangzhou Mansion Army, he looks good-eyed, and he is a good match for our Mo'er, what do you think" The old man asked with a smile.
"Grandpa Liu ignores you," the half-grown baby is about to go crazy again.
Zhao Wudi followed Qin Huaiyu's personal soldiers to the north cross courtyard where the general was walking, that is, the barracks of the general's personal barracks, a large bunk, ten people in each barracks, distributed according to the fire.
However, the general's personal soldiers were complete and there were no spare bunks, so the personal soldiers led Zhao Wudi to the barracks of the old army and placed him.
Moreover, the confiscated weapons were also returned, and the three war horses were arranged in the stable, where they were carefully fed.
Now that the identity of Zhao Wudi has been determined, in this way, the three Turkic war horses have become his capture, and no one dares to be greedy for himself.
As for people like Qin Dashan who want to buy, as Qin Gang said, it is just a mouthful, and the price is as high as hundreds of yuan, for these pro-soldiers, no one dares to care.
The soldiers explained, for the time being, Zhao Wudi will live here, sleep well, eat in the room when he is hungry, and if there is anything to call someone, you can also find the old soldier, or the half-grown baby named Mo'er.
Zhao Wudi noticed that when the soldiers said "Mo'er", they gave him a strange smile, a little weird, and a little ill-intentioned.
Zhao Wushu was first in the battle of Liaodong, was hit by a stray arrow, ran to the Tang Dynasty in a daze, was hungry and cold, and fought against the Turkic scouts, and then braved the wind and snow, and drove dozens of miles, at this time he was indeed physically and mentally exhausted, and wanted to sleep well.
The barracks was strange, with a low plank of wood on the inside against the wall, protected from the dampness and cold, with a thick layer of wheat straw on top of it and a layer of felt on top.
Datong originally had a thin quilt on it, but later the soldiers sent another bed, and Zhao Wushu stepped on it and understood where he should sleep.
It's just that there is a curtain in the good room near the inside, and besides, the old army and the half-grown baby have a thin quilt, which is too bullying People say that they are full of warmth and lust, and after Zhao Wudi ate a bowl of hot mutton, he saw the bed again, and immediately lost his eyelids, and wanted to fall asleep.
Sleep, sleep, have a good dream, tomorrow is another new day At this time, the general Qin Huaiyu braved the wind and snow to inspect the city defense above the city, and pointed at it from time to time to correct some minor improprieties.
Pre-war preparation is extremely important, and one small hole can reduce some casualties and save a few lives.
Today, no one doubted the Turks, there was no shortage of experienced soldiers in the army, and there were already waves in the solid loess at the city gates.
The fluctuations of the earth became more and more violent, and the rumbling of horses' hooves could be heard using the large vat that was upside down in the ground.
The enemy cavalry was already close, and if it weren't for the wind and snow blocking the view, the Turks would have been visible.
Qin Huaiyu no longer looked around, he stood on the Beicheng Tower, leaning on the chest wall, staring into the distance.
The Eight Bull Crossbow adjusted its position for the last time, and the cold and shining iron arrows were aimed at the open space in front of them, waiting for the arrival of the enemy horseman
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