The soft waist and super pregnant, forced to marry by the tyrant

Ji Qingwu turned around and said, "Eunuch Li, please wait here for a while. I'm going to go out for a walk."

Li Yuzong said in embarrassment: "But the emperor specifically ordered me to stay by your side at all times, not leaving your side for a single step."

Ji Qingwu said, "I don't need anyone to accompany me, and this is in the military camp, nothing will go wrong, Eunuch Li, I just want to go out for some fresh air, I won't go far."

Li Yuzong wanted to say something, but he couldn't resist Ji Qingwu's fast pace. After he finished speaking, the graceful figure disappeared before his eyes.

When Ji Qingwu walked out of the tent, he was immediately shivered by the cold wind.

She couldn't feel the cold in the tent. Fortunately, the bun in her hand was still steaming hot, and there was oil paper between them, which was just enough to warm her hands.

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The parade ground in the northern military camp.

The spears were like a forest, flashing with cold light, reflecting the rising sun, dyeing the training ground a golden red.

Deputy General Feng Xiang gave the order and shouted in a loud voice like a bell: "Form a battle line!"

The soldiers responded in unison, the sound of armor colliding was like thunder, and the training ground was instantly filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Ji Qingwu was hiding in the corner of the training ground. He took a bite of the braised pork bun in his hand. It was salty, fragrant and juicy. The first bite dispelled the chill of the early morning and made him feel alive again.

She was secretly glad in her heart, because when her elder sister gave birth last time, she forced the "off-duty" childbirth system to be called out. She was worried that the system might crash and her points would become invalid, so she exchanged a large number of skills.

This includes body recovery techniques.

Therefore, even after experiencing the intense events of last night, Ji Qingwu walked as usual, without any signs of fatigue.

Ji Qingwu's gaze passed over the soldiers and fell on the majestic figure on the platform. The corners of her lips raised slightly and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

Facing such a handsome face, the meat buns in my hands seem to taste even better.

Emperor Wu Su did not wear a cloak today, but a black armor. The coiled dragon on the armor looked lifelike under the sunlight.

Ji Qingwu had to admit that clothes make the man, and even the emperor was no exception.

Wearing this armor, he became the majestic emperor of the Northern Army, completely different from the man who held her and whispered gently last night.

The morning breeze blew by, and a strand of Zhao Mingyan's hair fluttered in the wind. Although he was not wearing a cloak, his dignity was not reduced at all.

He asked coldly, "What are you practicing today?"

Wei Ting was still injured and was not on the battlefield, but standing below the emperor.

He took a step forward, clasped his fists and replied, "Your Majesty, today we will practice breaking the formation."

Zhao Mingyan nodded, picked up a spear from the weapon rack, and shook the tip of the spear, revealing a cold light.

At the same time, the soldiers cheered uncontrollably, as if they had been looking forward to this moment.

Ji Qingwu looked at the dark crowd below the stage in surprise, their faces were filled with excitement and excitement.

Seeing this scene, Wei Ting smiled helplessly, not because he wanted to practice breaking the formation, but because Emperor Wu Su picked up the spear.

Wei Ting said: "Your Majesty, everyone has been looking forward to your personal guidance."

I didn't expect that Emperor Wu Su would be in such a good mood today. After a little thought, Wei Ting knew that this was probably related to Ji Qingwu. Thinking of this, his breathing became heavier.

Zhao Mingyan casually spun his spear, and the soldiers below stared at his every move with sharp eyes.

He said calmly, "Set up the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation."

The Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation was created by combining the Bagua Diagram. It has extremely strong defense and counterattack capabilities and is especially suitable for long-term confrontations.

The generals and soldiers knew clearly that in the battle with Xi Jin, the two sides had equal forces, and Xi Jin even had a slight advantage, so this battle would definitely be a protracted one.

After receiving the order, the commander waved the flag, the war drums beat, and the soldiers quickly changed their formations.

Zhao Mingyan leaped into the formation, his spear like a dragon, and wherever he passed, the dummies and straw targets fell to the ground.

His movements were smooth and flowing, and the black armor left traces in the morning light, as if a dragon was flying through the formation.

Ji Qingwu, who was hiding in the corner, was so engrossed in watching that he forgot to chew the bun in his mouth and ate until his face looked like a bun.

Zhao Mingyan turned the gun around and shot his eyes like lightning straight in the direction of Ji Qingwu.

She saw the cold, murderous look in his eyes, her heart tightened, and she was caught off guard and choked by the bun.

Ji Qingwu quickly patted his chest and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She once thought that the emperor's majesty was just the blessing of authority. But at this moment, she realized that the real majesty came from him himself, and that kind of awe-inspiring momentum made people involuntarily feel awe.

She had never seen Emperor Wu Su killing enemies on the battlefield. She believed that his movements at that time were even more fierce than in drills, and just a glance could scare the enemy.

I haven't seen him like this for a long time.

Ji Qingwu couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met Emperor Wu Su in the Empress Dowager's Cining Palace.

At that time, just hearing his voice, she didn't dare to look up and trembled all over.

It is understandable that she would be afraid when she meets this iron-blooded emperor who has fought bloody battles on the battlefield and is full of murderous aura.

She comforted herself and found a reasonable explanation for her previous useless reaction.

When the bun in her hand was almost cold, she took another bite, her eyes still following Zhao Mingyan's agile posture as he broke the formation, chewing slowly.

When the sunlight filled the sandy ground of the parade ground, Zhao Mingyan put away his gun and stood up, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

He looked at the neat and orderly military formation, with a slight smile on his lips.

"good."

All the soldiers in the army shouted excitedly after receiving such praise from the emperor, and the morale of Beili immediately soared.

Seeing this scene, Ji Qingwu couldn't help but smile with his eyes curved.

The soldiers are not afraid of hardship and hardship, nor are they afraid that their hard work will not be noticed. What they are really worried about is that these hardships will not benefit the people.

The King of Liang in the previous dynasty was a bloody example. Not only did he cede territory and pay compensation in gold and silver, but he also sacrificed the generals who fought desperately to defend the city to the enemy, which completely chilled the hearts of the soldiers.

If you ask which land in Beili respects the emperor the most, it is definitely the Beili Army.

However, in the entire army, only Wei Ting did not look excited, but looked stunned.

The commander stepped forward and asked, "General, do you want to practice the Wild Goose Return Formation again?"

Normally, Wei Ting gave the orders during training, but at this moment, he was squinting and looking at the back of Emperor Wu Su's neck.

Wei Ting felt so upset that he almost vomited blood.

There was a scratch there. It was just one scratch yesterday, caused by the wild wolf driven by Xi Jin.

However, at this moment, two slight red marks appeared on the left side of the old wound.

It is obvious who this person is, as he was able to get close to the emperor and leave marks on his body.

And under what circumstances could such an ambiguous mark be left?

Wei Ting's eyes trembled, and indescribable emotions surged in his heart.