Dandere General and his Lord

"You, you..." Cheng Qianye pinched his brows dejectedly, looking at Ah Feng's bloodless face and pale lips.

She turned to Mo Qiaosheng: "Qiaosheng, he is so badly injured, you let him come over like this?"

Although I don't like this Ah Feng very much, I don't mean to let him die, otherwise, wouldn't I call him a doctor for nothing?

Mo Qiaosheng was stunned.

Ah Feng: "Master, I'm a slave..."

"Alright, alright, don't say anything," Cheng Qianye interrupted him, "You sit first, er, that's not right."

Cheng Qianye waved his hand and asked Biyun and Xiaoqiu to bring the chūn stool over, pointing and saying, "Lie down. Lie on your stomach."

A Feng was also stunned.

Cheng Qianye frowned impatiently.

Ah Feng woke up, and obediently leaned on the chūn stool. He really couldn't figure out what the new owner was thinking, and he was really flustered.

Cheng Qianye clapped his hands and passed in two servants.

"Take him back and call him a doctor." Cheng Qianye instructed, "Within a month, you are not allowed to get up at will."

Seeing people being carried away, Cheng Qianye sat back in the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's pissing me off," she said.

Xiao Qiu lay beside her chair, "Is the lord angry?"

"No." Cheng Qianye patted her head, "Xiaoqiu, brother Qiaosheng goes to the military camp every day and takes care of patients. It's very hard. Can you help him?"

"Yes." Xiaoqiu's eyes lit up, "Master, please tell Xiaoqiu."

"Did you see that brother just now? He is seriously injured and has a bad temper. When Xiaoqiu is free, help the lord to watch him and tell him not to run around."

"Okay, Xiaoqiu promises to complete the task and take good care of the patient."

Chapter 25

Cheng Qianye recruited Mo Qiaosheng to his side.

"Take off your clothes," she said suddenly.

Mo Qiaosheng's face instantly turned red, but he didn't hesitate, he took off his shirt, revealing a body with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

There were all kinds of old scars and several new red, swollen and bruised spots on the body.

"How did you do this?" Cheng Qianye said, "If General Yu hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that you trained yourself so desperately."

She took out a jar of medicated oil from the drawer, poured it into the palm of her hand and rubbed it hot, pressed it on Mo Qiaosheng's red and swollen hand joint, and rubbed gently, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, really, this little injury is nothing at all. I used to practice this way."

Just a little bit harder now.

"Don't tell me about the past, your past is over." Cheng Qianye increased the strength of his subordinates, "Qiaosheng, you have to learn to cherish yourself."

"I have a lot to do and a long way to go. If you want to walk with me, you can't do this to yourself."

Mo Qiaosheng lowered his head and replied softly, "Yes."

...

The coldest season finally came, and the cold wind mercilessly tore apart the little warmth that Cheng Qianye had built up through hard work.

In the city of Bianzhou, covered by ice and snow, there are still refugees who freeze to death and starve to death from time to time.

Cheng Qianye, wearing warm and thick moccasins, carefully walked on the road covered with floes.

Suddenly, she closed her eyes and turned her head away. Something grabbed her heart and made her skin go numb.

In the corner not far away, there was a pile of small things curled up. It was the corpse of a child, maybe two, frozen blue and purple, almost losing its human characteristics.

Cheng Qianye controlled himself, opened his eyes, and forced himself to face the cruel scene.

Once, I didn't want to care.

This is the result of not wanting to manage.

Since I hold this right, I have this responsibility. At least, until I find a way to go back, I'll try to do what I can.

In my sight, I want to reduce the brutal death scene after scene, the perverted nüè after another.

"Buried it." Cheng Qianye waved his hand.

She raised her head and stepped forward.

The cold winter will pass,

The snow melted away, taking away the unknown death and pain.

The chūn flower blooms, and it seems that the world is full of new hope.

In Yongqiu City, not far from Bianzhou, the people were busy ploughing and worrying about the upcoming war.

"Have you heard? Jin's army has already taken Gaoyang and Qixian County, and it may be coming to our Yongqiu in a few days."

"We have to fight again. When will this war be endless."

"Hey, this lord changes every year, as I see it, as long as there is no war, whoever is the lord is the same."

"I heard that the lord of Jin is very young, but everyone says that he..." The man looked around and whispered, "He is a benevolent monarch who sympathizes with the people and loves the people like a son."

"Where in the world are there any benevolent princes, those so-called benevolent princes are the same as these barbarians of different races, and they don't care about the life and death of the people at all."

"It's not like that. Bianzhou has now implemented a new policy called the land grant system. Men over fifteen years old, as long as they enter the Jin nationality, can be divided into a piece of Yongtian and a piece of mulberry."

"I also heard that my neighbor Wang Dashi's family quietly moved to Bianzhou."

"Oh? Don't you need to plant public land? My own land can be used in the future.

Pass it on to your children? "

"How many acres of land can a man divide?"

"Oh, if you have your own fields, that would be great."

"In this way, it's better to call quickly, at least you don't have to seek a life under the oppression of these alien barbarians."

The Marquis of Jinyue raised an army to attack Yongqiu.

Luowei, the guard of Yongqiu City, is a famous general of the Quan Rong. Hearing the news, he raised his army and horses and went out of the city to meet the enemy.

A staff member in the army advised: "The Marquis of Jinyue takes Bianzhou as the belly and back, and even takes Gaoyang and Qixian County. The limelight is flourishing. , during the game, both inside and outside the attack, without worrying about the enemy or defeating them."

Du Luowei said angrily: "The Marquis of Jinyue is only a small child, but that fellow is smaller than me, I don't go to trouble him, he still dares to attack the city! When I lead the army to attack, kill him without leaving a piece of armor. ."

Outside the city of Yongqiu, the banners are splendid, and the drums are roaring in the sky.

When the troops of the Jin army opened, a young general in black robe flashed out. This man was wearing a black robe, wearing training armor, wearing a scorpion tail crown, and riding a black horse under his crotch.

But it was the slave Mo Qiaosheng.

I saw the gate of Yongqiu opened wide, and thousands of people and horses poured out like a black cloud, and among them were the famous general Du Luowei.

Duluo's tail is like black coal, his eyes are like copper bells, and a thick black braid hangs down from his left and right shoulders. Wearing a Mingshuang silver helmet and holding an iron rod, he sat down on a snow-hoofed jujube flower horse.

He opened his mouth and scolded: "Wu that little boy, tell the lord of your baby doll. Let him wash his neck and wait. Grandpa, I have cleaned up your offal, and I will take his head."

Mo Qiaosheng was furious in his heart.

A lieutenant flashed from Duluowei's side, and said in his mouth: "Killing with a bull's knife, I will meet this unknown soldier for the general."

Fighting horses and guns against Mo Qiaosheng.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qiaosheng didn't evade when he saw the sharp steel gun coming towards his chest, as if he wanted to take the gun with his chest.

From the point of the spear to the armor, he opened his arms slightly, and put the point of the spear under his ribs.

Unable to hold back the enemy general, he threw himself into his arms.

Mo Qiaosheng took out his waist knife, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, and the silver light passed through it, cutting off half of his head.

Spilled blood splashed all over him.

Mo Qiaosheng beat the horse and turned around, his face was blood-colored, his eyes were cold, and his suffocating energy was surging.

The momentum of the enemy army was stunned.

Du Luowei was furious in his heart, he shouted, and waved his teeth stick to take Mo Qiaosheng.

Mo Qiaosheng was unafraid and shot at him.

The two of them fought each other for twenty or thirty rounds.

Du Luowei was secretly shocked, he was born with divine power, and his arms could lift a thousand jins. It is rare to encounter an opponent on the battlefield, but this little-known young general of Jin State in front of him was able to fight on an equal footing with himself, and there was a faint tendency to fight more and more bravely.

He Lanzhen and Yu Dunsu were in front of the Chinese army.

Seeing the two fierce generals fighting bravely in front of the army, I secretly applauded in my heart.

He Lanzhen said with emotion: "This Mo Qiaosheng is really extraordinary, and today he began to accept the master's eclectic skills in employing people."

Yu Dunsu said: "There are people outside people, and there are mountains outside the mountains. How can you be a hero because of your identity. Forgive the foolish brother for his arrogance. Brother Helan, you used to be too high-minded and offended people everywhere.

He Lanzhen: "What my virtuous brother said is very true. This time, I have received a lot of kindness from the lord and Xiao Sikou's clear inspection, so that I can return my innocence. Otherwise, the idiot brother is afraid that at this moment, he is still locked in the prison."

Speaking here, I saw a cold arrow from the enemy's camp, the dark horse that Mo Qiaosheng sat down in the middle, and the war horse neighed and threw Mo Qiaosheng off the horse.