Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Xia Chu and Xiao Mubai also looked solemn when they listened to Bian Ding’s narration.

Xia Chu had already checked Bian Ding’s injuries, and found that most of them were only traumatic injuries, with excessive internal energy wasting, so he immediately stuffed a pill in his mouth.

Xiao Mubai didn’t speak, but silently took off the water bladder on his waist and handed it to Bian Ding.

Bian Ding took it and drank it.

“I’m going back to Hanyang City, what do you need me to convey?” Xia Chu turned to Xiao Mubai and asked.

Xiao Mubai never imagined that Hanyang City would be so difficult to defend. The soldiers’ bows and arrows were all destroyed, the water source was poisoned, and the rear mountain formation was broken. Now, there are only less than 2,000 fighting forces left in the city.

Tomorrow Kankan can maintain the top of the tower, and it is impossible to plan to attack back and forth.

Fortunately, Hu Jun’s morale plummeted and he suffered heavy casualties.

The original army of 300,000 people is now only 160,000 horses.

“Chu Xia, you can’t die in front of this king.” For the first time, Xiao Mubai called his real name, not Xiaohou Ye, nor Yidao.

Xia Chu took Bian Ding and jumped lightly, got up on the ground, turned around with a bright smile, and said softly, “I’ll be back when I go.”

This ordinary face, but because of this smile, it looks dazzling and shining.

It was so beautiful that Xiao Mubai’s heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Xiao Mubai frowned, thinking that he was appreciating Xia Chu’s planning and thoughtfulness, so he didn’t want him to be in a crisis.

What’s more, he had to save his life to save himself.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mubai felt relieved and hurried back to the barracks, where he continued to line up.

And Xia Chu took Bian Ding directly to the outside of General Zhao’s tent.

Nuoda’s military camp was very empty at this time. Although there was only Raven guarding the tent, the descendants of the Zhao family and the defending army were extremely relieved.

Raven looked at the blue-clothed youth in front of him, and there was no surprise on his face, and said softly, “Yi Dao, you are back.”

It seems that Xia Chu didn’t leave Ten Days to find reinforcements, he just went to cook a meal for Yan Jianghong and returned in a moment.

Returning in early summer was expected.

He waited here, keeping his promise.

That’s all.

Xia Chu stepped forward to hold his hand and catch his pulse.

Seeing that he is all right, I calm down.

Although I know that his swordsmanship is unparalleled, I heard that he guards a mountain by himself.

It still made Xia Chu’s heart startled now.

Xia Chu gave him a look of appreciation for what you did well, clenched his hand tightly, then released it and entered the tent first.

He knew the raven could understand, and his clenched hand trembled slightly.

There is no need to say much between them.

There was only General Zhao in the tent, staring at his armor thoughtfully.

The candlelight flickered and elongated his figure, making him look extra tall and burly.

The bundled hair has been gray and mixed, and Xia Chu couldn’t see his face, only the angular jaw and the wrinkled neck, all announced that the owner of this body was no longer a young man with spring wind and horseshoes.

“Grandpa.” Xia Chu stood at the entrance of the tent and looked at the grandfather, who was over fifty years old. Although he was a hero, his spirit did not diminish but instead increased.

General Zhao turned back, with an incredible look of surprise and joy on his face.

He does.

Not sure, Xia Chu would really be able to come back in time.

Sometimes, he even doubted.

These days, he has worked hard to convince his children and grandchildren to believe in the early summer.

Whether or not, he is also forcing himself to believe.

“Has King Mo’s army arrived?” Old General Zhao suddenly thought that maybe Xia Chu just came back by himself, and His Royal Highness King Mo did not agree to send troops.

“Come on, the 80,000-strong army is camped thirty kilometers away. I originally planned to attack the city inside and outside, but Bian Ding reported the current situation of Hanyang City. The remaining Qingcheng soldiers, His Royal Highness Mo said, still keep it. Defend the city.”

“Eighty thousand is already the limit. I don’t know how to repay His Highness King Mo’s love in the future.” General Zhao understood that this was already risking the crime of rebellion and forcibly reinforcing the army.

“Grandpa, I have a plan, you can listen to it.” Xia Chu smiled slyly.

General Zhao looked at the corner of his raised mouth, but before he heard what he said, his heart was settled first.

Xia Chu was busy in Hanyang City until Yin Shi, and then hurried back to the camp where King Mo’s army was stationed.

Han Sa didn’t stop him when he saw that he was in the account, and he was used to it.

After Xia Chu entered the tent, Xiao Mubai, who was sleeping in his clothes, had already opened his eyes. He looked at Xia Chu with a tired face in the candlelight and asked, “Why so late?”

Xia Chu mentioned the water bag and drank it, but replied, “Let’s leave the camp.”

Xiao Mubai got up and looked at him suspiciously all the way out.

Xia Chu hurriedly followed, afraid that His Royal Highness King Mo would change his face again, and said as he walked, “Although I don’t know how your side is deployed, I still gave you a surprise in Hanyang. In this battle, perhaps we can wipe out the Hu army as much as possible. In this way, your private transfer of troops will be more than enough.”

Xiao Mubai first ordered to leave the camp and hurry, then turned around and raised his eyebrows to look at Xia Chu.

Xia Chu rolled over, seemingly unaware of his gaze, just muttered: “I really want to sleep well…”

Xiao Mubai glanced at him, but this time, he didn’t show him his face. He turned over and said to Xia Chu, “You can ride with me and sleep on your back for a while.”

After Xia Chu heard the words, he turned his head and smiled gratefully at him, and then said with a solemn expression: “After this battle is over, I can sleep in peace.”

Xiao Mubai looked at the back of the horse walking away, and felt a little pity for a while.

After all, the little prince of Xiahou Mansion is only fourteen this year.

Maybe, by fate.

The current emperor is also a fourteen-year-old soldier.

With Zhao Dingshan, Gu Shiqing, and Xia Weimou, this country was conquered.

Xiao Mubai himself joined the army at the age of fourteen.

In that battle, he became famous in one battle, and only then did he have the now-famous King Mo army.

Today’s Little Marquis is also a fourteen-year-old soldier.

However, no matter how good he is, this battle is destined to not have his name.

The people of Xiao State, the officials in Beijing, when they are on high beds and soft pillows, drinking and having fun, will not know that the little Hou Ye of Xiahou Mansion, for the sake of Xiao State, for them, in this place outside the Great Wall, I tried my best.

Comparing these two pairs, it seems that early Xia is the worst one.

After all, Xiao Mubai gained a reputation after the war, and actually held the military power.

And he…

Xiao Mubai sighed imperceptibly and chased after him.

Han Sa, who followed behind, started a messy and shocked day again.

His Royal Highness, King Mo, took the initiative to ask Doctor Yi if he wanted to ride with him.

He even asked him if he wanted to lean behind him for a little while? ?

Doctor Yi also refused with a smile, and walked away.

The master didn’t change his face, he didn’t get angry, he didn’t get angry. Seeing the expression on his chasing up, he seemed to be a little distressed…

Omg.

Did Doctor Yi prescribe any medicine for his prince…