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Three hundred and fiftieth chapters south (sixty-one)

The banquet at Renwu Village ended, and the camp at the foot of the mountain gradually became quiet.

In the camp of Xuanjiaqi, the bonfire is still burning, but fewer and fewer people are sitting by the bonfire. Most of them go back to the tent to rest. The army comes up, and the Zhibi team does not retreat. The big battle in the future seems to be destined. At this time, hurry up and rest and quickly recover your energy. Moreover, most people are injured. Although it is a bit of a minor injury for the fighting man, as long as he does not lack arms or legs, he will still go into battle, but now he can recover a little, that is, a little.

There were only a few people sitting next to the bonfire of the Central Army camp, and Song Bao was there.

Although Song Bao endured it by Han Xiaoliu, he was forced to do so. He was also very detrimental to fall asleep. He also felt that he had less closeness to Xu Le during these days, so he simply waited for him here. When Xu Le came back, he greeted him and said a few respectful and intimate words, it seemed that he could make up for it.

Several Song Bao's confidants sat next to him, looking at Song Bao's face with ugly expressions, and didn't know what to say. They wanted to say something angry, but were afraid that there were many ears and ears around them, so they could only keep silent. The more they sat down, the more the atmosphere became.

Han Xiaoliu had a good time eating and drinking, and cursed him. He patted his butt and went back to have a good sleep. Chen Fengpo Zhong Tiebang and other old fried dough sticks were even more abrupt. Next to the fire, these people were left with Song Bao, who was full of thought.

Song Bao was full of regret. What happened to this mother?

Since Xu Le has participated in Heng'an Yingyang Mansion, the biggest one is Liu Wuzhou. Even Xu Le has to listen to Liu Wuzhou's orders, and he wants to get closer to Liu Wuzhou, so what can he do?

Song Bao also knew that even if he was the commander, he could not easily call the subordinates of the generals. But he had to come over, so he would not make any taboos. How could he be sorry to Xu Le again? Chongyunzhongcheng, who had sacrificed his life with him, also fought with Heng'an Yingyang soldiers. He broke into more than a thousand Yue camps, but his family was not behind. He also worked hard to go to Liang Hai's special troops, and led Liang Hai's special troops back in the snow!

Now, for the sake of his own future, he has not harmed Xu Le, and no one can tell what he is wrong!

Moreover, since entering Heng'an Yingyang Mansion, Feng Dao and Frost Swords were pressing against each other, and there was no time for leisure. Song Bao was thinking that Liu Wuzhou was not very reliable and was thinking about other ways out. He did not connect with Liu Wuzhou in private, but he was not focused on the Xuanjia Rider, and he was too lazy to take care of Xu Le's face. He just thought about the way to escape from this dead place.

Who would have thought that Xu Le defeated the Turkic army in an instant and made such great contributions. Maybe he brought Heng'an Yingyang Mansion to life. It is better to be familiar with it than to be a raw person. At least he has a considerable position in the Xuanjia Cavalry. At this time, he will be able to compete with others. How can he have such a high status?

It was just that Xu Le was indifferent, which made Han Xiaoliu, a little furry child, jumped on his head and said he would scold him, but this was really embarrassing. And Xu Le was so strong that even if he came to Liu Wuzhou, Liu Wuzhou would never accept it.

What exactly should be done?

Song Bao frowned tightly and thought hard. Even the cold wind blew his face cold, and his confidants were shivering into a ball by the fire.

Suddenly, a little commotion came from the camp, and the soldiers inspecting the night watch made a promise to salute.

Several torches flashed, reflecting Xu Le's figure.

In the wind and snow, Xu Le was as thin as ever, with her shoulders and back straight. Even after a banquet, many people took turns to toasting. But there was no sign of much wine from Xu Le's face. Xu Le's eyes were still as sharp as a sword in the night. Han Yue was as tall as a mountain, standing on the side.

Song Bao jumped up from the fire with a rubbing sound, pulled the cloak wrapped in his brothers beside him, and went straight to meet him.

"Mr. Le Lang, you have injuries on your body. In such a cold night, can you withstand the invasion of this frozen air? Come and put on this cloak!"

Seeing Song Bao laughing like a flower, Xu Le was slightly stunned, reached out to take the cloak, wrapped her body, and nodded with a smile: "It's much warmer, thank you Dalang."

Song Bao approached Xu Le and walked towards the central army tent, but fell slightly behind half a step. He leaned forward and asked: "Mr. Le Lang, this banquet should be a vow to make a final decision on the Turkic dog!"

Xu Le looked at Song Bao and understood in his heart what kind of thought this Song Dalang was.

Xu Le also understood this recent behavior of Song Dalang. Even though he had a lot of thoughts, he was quite gloomy and had a lot of experience in the world. However, Song Bao was still a light-hearted man and had not been smooth enough to the point of being as bright as the dust. Many people advised Xu Le and told him that Song Bao was wrong.

But Xu Le didn't care about it anymore. When the army was first established, Song Bao followed him all the way. He had no credit and worked hard. Why should the cliff shore be so high?

Xu Le looks a bit arrogant and keeps people from thousands of miles away. In addition to smiling and being amiable, he rarely gets along with others. He will not pretend to be rude to build morale of the army. Grandpa has never taught himself this method, and he is the general who is determined to win battles. He loves soldiers as much as his sons and is not on this.

Everyone thought Xu Le was a cold-hearted person. In fact, those who really watched Xu Le grew up knew that if someone else was kind to him, he would reward him ten times more. Otherwise, how could he lose his life in Luo Dun, and Xu Le rode alone and went to the camp of Yuemen alone?

But if anyone adds a little hostility, Xu Le will always give ten times the reward!

Since Song Bao has such credit and affection, he wants to not find a way out, so he can let him go.

But unexpectedly, after a great victory, Song Dalang came over again!

Well, it is up to him for good and it is up to him for bad.

Xu Le smiled and nodded: "That's right, this northern border is only the last battle."

Song Bao blinked his eyes a few times, was silent for a moment, and suddenly Dongdong knocked on his chest: "Le Langjun, this last blow, I, Song, is the pioneer! If I take a step back and lose the Xuan Armored Rider, Le Langjun just takes some head!"

Suddenly, Song Bao's voice exploded in the night, which was amazingly great, and everyone, including Xu Le, was shocked!

A small figure suddenly popped up in the shadow next to him. He saw that it was fine, but it flashed and disappeared again, with chestnut hair flying. Xu Le's eyes were fast, and he could tell at a glance that it was Bu Li, the little girl.

This little girl hid in a elusive way, just not coming out to meet her. It seems that she has not taken her to the banquet yet...

Xu Le's eyes went to chase Bu Li, but he ignored Song Bao for a while. Song Bao's face turned red and asked, "Mr. Le Lang?"

Xu Le turned around and nodded at Song Bao and smiled: "At that time, I will definitely borrow you from Zhongdalang."

Han Yi stepped forward, squeezed Song Bao away, and guarded Xu Le straight towards the central army's tent. Song Bao received this promise, felt relieved, fell a little behind, and shouted straight with his neck: "Mr. Le, don't forget!"

Xu Le turned around, nodded to Song Bao again, turned back, and looked up at the sky.

The Milky Way is in the sky, shining vastly and magnificently.

For some reason, Xu Le felt inexplicably that there was always a hint of uneasiness in this final decisive battle with Zhibi.
Chapter completed!
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