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As a result, the atmosphere in the hall became more dignified.

Xi Chengxu sat in the upper position, he looked around at the ministers present, and paused for a while when it was Yan Ling's turn.

"Dear dear friends, this time the border is in an emergency, Yue Lan unilaterally tore up the peace agreement between the two countries, and took the initiative to send troops to attack our country. The border is short of troops. Is there any dear friend who is willing to take the initiative to lead troops to support?"

Most of the civil servants were silent, but the generals were eager to try.

Until one person suddenly stepped out.

"I want to recommend a candidate to His Majesty!"

Xi Ye raised his eyes and glanced at the man, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Zuo Zhong, in the original plot, this is the person who took refuge in Scum Gong, and together with Scum Gong, he designed the protagonist Shou who fought with Yue Lan.

Although I don't know why this plot node will be advanced, but there is still nothing missing.

Sure enough, Xi Chengxu raised his hand and motioned him to name the candidate.

Zuo Zhong said: "I believe that the most suitable candidate for this expedition should be the Regent!"

"The regent's strategy is extraordinary, and his military exploits are outstanding. He will definitely be able to kill that Yue Lan without leaving a piece of armor!"

"My minister agrees!"

"The minister also agrees!"

"Oh?" Xi Chengxu looked at Yan Ling, "What is Yan Aiqing thinking?"

Yan Ling's expression was indifferent, he glanced at Zuo Zhong when he heard the words, and said: "Your Majesty wants me to go, I will definitely not disgrace my life."

Xi Chengxu clapped his hands with a smile, and said loudly: "Okay! You are worthy of being my Daming God of War! But..."

Then he changed the subject again: "I want to personally conquer this time."

Before everyone could react, Zuo Zhong was the first to dissuade him: "Your Majesty, no! Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, so what if you hurt Your Majesty? Besides, Daming still needs His Majesty to sit in command, so please think twice, Your Majesty!"

The rest of the people finally came back to their senses, and echoed the leader one after another: "Yes, Your Majesty, the country cannot live without a master for a day, Your Majesty, please think twice!"

At this time, someone who spoke up said, "Yue Lan is coming in menacingly. If the royal family goes out in person, the morale of our soldiers will definitely be high!"

"It makes sense, then I will recommend His Royal Highness Duan Wang!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became quiet for a while.

Duan Wang?Is it the Duan Wang they thought?

Xi Chengxu narrowed his eyes, looked at Xi Ye and asked, "Sixth Brother, would you like to go instead of Brother Huang?"

Just as Xi Ye was about to open his mouth, a cold voice sounded beside him.

"No."

Following the voice, everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and saw Yan Ling rejecting again: "This is never the only way to raise the morale of the soldiers. Why let Prince Duan go down and risk himself?"

Xi Chengxu curled his fingers tightly, and just asked Xi Ye: "Lao Liu, what do you think?"

Seeing the threat in Zha Gong's eyes, Xi Ye said leisurely, "As a member of Daming, I am of course willing."

Hearing his answer, Xi Chengxu smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, when the two of you return triumphantly, I will hold a banquet to welcome you!"

There was an imperceptible cruelty deep in his eyes.

Yan Ling pursed his lips tightly, his brow furrowed tightly.

After retreating, Xi Ye was stopped when he left the gate of the palace.

"Master Yan, what's the matter?"

His expression of not knowing any worries made Yan Ling's face darken.

"Do you know how dangerous the battlefield is, is it a place you can go wherever you want?"

Xi Ye looked at him with a smile: "It's just staying behind, besides, Lord Yan is caring about me?"

Yan Ling snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that if you die on the battlefield, whoever will pay the favor you owe you?"

Xi Ye chuckled, walked closer to him, and nodded in a low voice: "How is my skill, didn't Mr. Yan have learned it a long time ago?"

Yan Ling was taken aback for a moment, the charming atmosphere that had originally been created by the intimate movements of the two dissipated when their waists were pressed against each other.

He looked down at the dagger he had hidden in his belt, and the hilt was facing him.

And the two fingers on the other end lightly clamped the blade, its owner smiled and said: "Master Yan is too careless with me."

Regardless of the stiffness of the opponent's body, Xi Ye stuffed the dagger back into the opponent's belt.

He passed by Yanling, and before getting into the carriage, he turned his head and smiled, "I haven't seen the heroic figure of the legendary God of War before, but this time it will give me a taste of it."

Yan Ling looked at the back of the gradually leaving carriage, fingertips unconsciously stroking the belt, wondering what he was thinking.

Xi Ye sat in the carriage, propped his head, and half closed his eyes.

This battle is the turning point of the protagonist's fate, and he has to go if he doesn't go.

not to mention……

Thinking of Concubine Ru, Xi Ye's eyes flashed with thought.

……

Due to the urgency of the situation, it is not appropriate to dawdle, so Xi Chengxu only gave three short days of preparation time.

In the early morning of the day of the expedition, [-] soldiers stood neatly at the gate of the city.

Everyone has a serious face and a straight body.

There is a heavy breath in the air.

And the rest of the troops can't be transferred in a short time, so they can only wait for the border to gather.

Yan Ling was wearing silver armor, which accentuated his brows and eyes with a hint of fortitude.

In order to get on the road as soon as possible and move more easily, Xi Ye refused the sedan chair and rode directly on the horse.

Yan Ling gave him a complicated look, and left without saying a word, pulling the rope.

Xi Ye smiled and followed.

The two of them walked at the forefront, followed by rows of soldiers, heading towards the rising dawn.

Xi Chengxu stood on the city wall, looking at their backs, the corners of his mouth curled up.

This time, it will not be so lucky.

Xi Ye seemed to feel something, and looked back.

Yan Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stabbed a sentence: "Why, just now, His Highness Duan Wang wants to go home?"

"Before we go far, there is still time for His Highness to repent."

Xi Ye replied to him: "No, I'm just a little excited."

"..." Yan Ling sneered, "Excited? Does His Highness Prince Duan treat war like a joke?"

He didn't look sideways, but his tone was lower.

"The cruelty of the battlefield cannot be retreated with good skills."

Xi Ye didn't speak.

Of course he knew.

So what he was excited about was not fighting.

Xi Ye's peripheral vision flicked somewhere, and it disappeared in an instant.

Maybe it was because there was no topic, or maybe the purpose and ideas of the two were different. Along the way, except for necessary conversations, the two of them were mostly silent.

At night, when they reached the wasteland, Yan Ling ordered to set up camp on the spot.

After setting up the tent, everyone began to eat dry food.

Xi Ye sat in front of the fire and warmed his hands. Yan Ling sat beside him and handed him a pot of water.

"Yo." Xi Ye stretched out his hand to take it, and nodded with a smile, "I just happened to be thirsty, Mr. Yan is so considerate."

Yan Ling sneered and didn't bother to talk to him.

Not in the imperial city, Yan Ling seemed to relax a lot.

In the past, even if he was smiling, his smile was mostly mocking, or just a sneer. The smile never reached his eyes, making people feel chills when he looked at it.

But now even though his face is expressionless, his eyes are much softer.

Xi Ye took a sip of water while looking at him.

Yan Ling gave him a sideways glance: "The neck didn't come off in this posture."

Xi Ye put down the kettle calmly: "Prove that my neck is strong."

Yan Ling subconsciously glanced at his neck.

The other party's neck is fair-skinned, like white jade under the faint moonlight, the lower it goes...

He quickly moved his eyes away in a panic.

What was he thinking about!

It is definitely because he has been busy on the road recently and lacks sleep, which caused his head to start to feel dizzy.

Yan Ling, who was thinking that he must go to bed early tonight, couldn't help but get angry when he heard the sentence "Look" next to him: "What are you looking at?"

Xi Ye glanced at him in surprise.

Why did the protagonist suddenly become irritable?

But he repeated again: "Look, look up."

Yan Ling looked up impatiently in the direction he pointed.

The eyes are full of stars.

Several larger stars are scattered throughout the sky, flickering from time to time as if to guide the lost people to find their way.

The air is thus quieted.

Xi Ye lay back all of a sudden, resting his hands on his head.

He smiled softly: "Does it look good?"

After a moment of silence, Yan Ling responded lightly.

He raised his head and stared at the starry sky that he had admired when he first entered the battlefield.

Xi Ye withdrew his gaze from staring at the stars, and instead focused on Yan Ling.

The opponent was not yet a weak champion when he led the army for the first time, but he became a god because of his decisiveness on the battlefield.

After that, it went through several battles, large and small, and never lost even if the number of the two sides was very different.

Although the royal family feared him, the folks regarded him as the protector of Ming Dynasty.

Xi Ye was curious about the other party's life experience.

Because there are only a few sentences mentioned in the original plot.

The first emperor's throne did not come very brightly.

The previous royal family did not have the surname Xi. The first emperor ascended to the throne by rebellion. He did not pay attention to benevolence. After taking the emperor's head, he ordered his subordinates to kill the remaining royal family members.

And he has a sworn brother, who canonized him as the only king with a different surname immediately after he ascended the throne.

Yan Ling was adopted by this king with a different surname when he was six years old.

But everyone else guessed that Yan Ling was actually the illegitimate son of the king with a different surname.

While in Yanling, the king with a different surname passed away unexpectedly. Everyone thought that the late emperor would just ignore him, but unexpectedly, the other party invited him to the border.

That battle made him famous at a young age.

The first emperor trusted him more and more, and finally made him regent even when he was weak.

This move caused an uproar among the crowd, but the late emperor was still very firm.

It seemed that he had been paying attention for a while, and Yan Ling couldn't keep up his movements. He turned his head and happened to meet Xi Ye's eyes.

"...I am so glad that His Royal Highness Duan Wang is so focused?"

Xi Ye turned over, sat up, and said slowly, "Ah, I suddenly feel a little sleepy, so I'll go to bed first, Mr. Yan, don't be too late, after all, I have to get up early tomorrow to go on my way."

"..." Yan Ling pulled his lips.

Didn't he see the disgust that flashed across his face when the other party turned his back?

……

It took more than half a month of traveling in this way, eating and sleeping in the open, before they arrived at the border.

The guard at the border gate was a burly middle-aged man with a beard on his face, and he was very respectful and enthusiastic towards Yan Ling.

Xi Ye was ignored by him.

After all, it was only the prince who came to supervise the army, and the transparency of Duan Wang made him not feel that the other party was very important.

Xi Ye didn't care, but Yan Ling nodded directly: "His Royal Highness Duan must be tired after traveling for so many days. I wonder if the guard can arrange a place to stay?"

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