Mo Shang is young

On September 22th, the [-]nd year of Tianrui, Han Zixing and his party arrived at the border city of Muyue - Moyang City.

Mo Ruxin went out of the city to greet him, received the imperial decree, and held a banquet for the travel-stained group of people who came from afar.

Han Zixing looked at the passionate group of generals, and felt relieved and sad. After going to the battlefield, no one knew whether he would be able to return, but there were things that he would never turn back.The battlefield has always been so cold, leaping horses and spears guarding our lands and mountains, children and heroes should be like this.

I looked at Mo Ruxin, who sat first on the right hand. The Mo family has been generals for generations, but they don't have the rough appearance of general generals. They all have a delicate and delicate appearance, and even have a strong bookish look. Mo Ruxin The same is true of Mo Ziqian and his son.I haven't realized it, I haven't seen him for half a year, Mo Ruxin seems to have aged a lot, and the gray hair on his temples has also increased. If he knows about Mo Ziqian, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bear it!

Here Han Zixing was thinking about something, and Mo Ruxin spoke first:

"Prince Mingrui, the Holy Lord, came here to support us this time. He has been working hard for days, and I will wait here to offer you a toast first." Holding the wine glass in his hand, his body is as straight as a pine and cypress, and his eyes are frank and filled with supreme love. Confidence looked at Han Zixing, acting like a soldier with a whole body.

All the generals present stood up to raise their glasses, and Han Zixing also stood up, meeting Mo Ruxin's eyes with burning eyes, and after looking around the crowd, he raised the wine glass in his hand and said seriously:

"This commander, like everyone else, has only one purpose for coming here this time, and that is to defeat Wanyong and protect me, Muyue Heshan. This commander will definitely do his best here, and work with the generals to return in triumph! From now on, I will rely more on the bravery of the generals, and I thank the generals for their friendship!" Han Zixing raised his head and drank the wine with the others.

Hearing what Han Zixing said, everyone was unambiguous, and they all answered yes.

"Everyone is free, you don't have to be restrained because of this commander." Han Zixing looked at the generals who were seated and looked at the wine in the altar with eyes shining but hindered by her presence, and said with a smile.How beautiful it is when the iceberg just melts!

After hearing her words, how could anyone be able to hold back? The day-to-day battle is also very tense and unbearable. It is rare to have a chance to relax, why don't you indulge yourself?What's more, with the god of war here, how can monsters, monsters and snake gods turn the clouds and rain?

Most of the men on the battlefield are full of pride and blood, so they are naturally unambiguous when drinking, how can they have fun in that small cup?They grabbed the wine jar and poured it down.As the saying goes, people do more mischief after drinking, and when they drink too much, they will naturally show all kinds of behaviors, and it is inevitable that there will be noise everywhere.

"Grandma, don't even talk about it. Wanyong's grandsons are really desperate to fight. A few days ago, I was almost sent to see the King of Hades by those grandsons." A thick bandage, but it didn't seem to affect his interest in drinking heavily, and several wine jars were already thrown in front of him.

"Yeah, I'm still fucking playing dirty, and I'll give you an arrow if I don't know what to do." A person next to him took over the conversation, and the two brothers started yelling, wishing to greet the eight generations of Wanyong's group of ancestors, Everyone together scolded Wan Yong loudly.

"This time, my brothers must break through Wanyong!"

"Well, beat them to the bum, let's see if they dare to make trouble again."

"That's right, that's right, come, drink, drink."

"After drinking this wine, let them drink without their heads tomorrow! Haha."

These generals have always been used to being bold, and the days of drinking blood have been too long, and etiquette is not worth mentioning in their eyes.Therefore, at this moment, no one felt that something should be restrained.

"Marshal, these generals have been suppressed for too long..." Mo Ruxin looked at the scene, then at Han Zixing who seemed to be in deep thought, fearing that she might be a little annoyed by the scolding scene, so he hurriedly explained.

"Don't worry, General Mo. It's not the first time this commander has followed you to the battlefield." Han Zixing smiled slightly, indicating that he didn't need to explain.After marching for so many years, she naturally understood the situation on the battlefield.

Mo Ruxin smiled, he was really confused, Han Zixing has been struggling in the frontier since he was 14 years old, and he still remembers growing up with him step by step, how could he not get used to this scene!

This kind of scene is not suitable for discussing important military affairs. Mo Ruxin and Han Zixing are just chatting about the current confrontation between the two armies. It is rare to talk about the achievements of the generals under their tents.

"Marshal, the general has always admired you, Muyue God of War, this wine is toast, to you!" A black-faced burly general who had been drinking a lot, staggered and stood in front of Han Zixing with a jar of wine.

Han Zixing stood up and grabbed the jar of wine on the case:

"Okay, I respect you too!"

Both of them drank the jar of wine in their hands without hesitation, and casually threw the empty jar aside.

Once there is number one, there will be number two. With this general taking the lead, and so on, several generals took turns to toast Han Zixing, and Han Zixing took them one by one.Mo Ruxin, who was looking at that unceremoniously, was a little sweating for her. After all, although Han Zixing was used to being in the frontier, after all, he was a prince who was raised in rich clothes and fine food since he was a child. He drank according to the way these generals drank It's really worrying.

At the end of the drinking session, several generals had passed out and were helped back, and the rest of them inevitably laughed at those who left early.

Mo Ruxin looked at the scene, and it was almost time to end. After all, it was still at a critical moment of the confrontation between the two armies, so he couldn't help being too indulgent:

"All generals, let's stop here for today! Everyone go to rest first, maybe there will be another battle tomorrow."

Although everyone was reluctant to part with the wine, they were very aware of the current situation and got up to leave. After a while, only Han Zixing and Mo Ruxin were left in the tent.

"General Mo, I'm taking my leave first, and I'll discuss the military situation with you tomorrow." Han Zixing also stood up and prepared to leave.

"Yes, Commander." Mo Ruxin saluted respectfully and sent Han Zixing out of the tent.

Outside the tent was Lu Zeyi who had been waiting for a long time, and hurried forward to help Han Zixing who was a little unsteady from drinking.After chatting in the military camp that day, Han Zixing took a fancy to her wit and transferred Lu Zeyi to his tent. The trip was in a hurry and it was an eventful time. Bingze stayed in the palace to take care of Luo Yingying. The mission, there is no cronies to follow.Han Zixing was not allowed to choose one or two smart people in the army as followers, if a dull one, she was afraid of revealing her identity.

I didn't feel anything in the tent just now, but now I feel a little light after blowing the wind, and I really drank a lot.

"Zeyi, are you humming?" He seemed to vaguely hear the little soldier beside him humming an unknown tune.

"Hey, I was discovered by the commander!" Lu Zeyi embarrassedly scratched his head.

"What song? I've never heard of it, handsome."

"Oh, it's just a tune from my hometown." Lu Zeyi's voice was a little lost.

"Homesick?" The firelight of the military camp reflected Han Zixing's pretty side face, and Lu Zeyi was a little dazed. "What are you thinking?"

"Uh, I'm homesick."

"Don't think too much, fight hard and win the battle, and returning victorious is the courage that a man should have." Han Zixing patted him on the shoulder. This kid is quite thin.

"Well, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go home after winning the battle!" Lu Zeyi said softly, Han Zixing didn't listen to the truth, only said that he was too homesick, and ignored him, and she also had some concerns about those people who were far away in Luoyi, What the hell is going on now?

Lu Zeyi beside him was still humming an unknown tune, and helped Han Zixing walk back to the big tent step by step...

The author has something to say: Readers, I'm sorry, the preparation was well planned, but the plan is not as fast as the change.I've been a bosom brother for a day... Pfft... Recently, during the high breakup period, there are all kinds of breakups. Yishi advises everyone, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil!In any case, even if it was stitched up later, the wound would still be there.

There will be another chapter in a while, I promise~ Good night everyone