Unable to persuade Yan Laoer, General Xue Qi had no choice but to leave.
Yan Yu ducked in with her waist bent.
When Yan Laoer saw the snow on her body, he immediately pulled her over, patted her clothes and muttered: "Come in and listen seriously, what the hell do you dare to do outside? Stretch out your hand, daddy will cover it for you."
Yan Yu obediently held out her little hand.
"Daddy who's not cold."
Yan Laoer held his daughter's warm little hand, felt relieved, and began to talk: "Did you listen just now? Old Xue is too wild-minded. Even if he changes his body and skin, some people will believe that he is a bandit. Your uncle
What I said could be wrong, but it’s not like we haven’t seen the Beirong army be like wolves and tigers. If we really missed people and put them on guard, it would be very difficult for us to fight this battle."
Yan Yu nodded repeatedly: "Uncle Xue is eager to perform meritorious service. Dad, let's keep an eye on him. There is no room for failure in this war."
"Yes, let's keep an eye on him."
Yan Laoer practiced his best and wandered around Mr. Xue's flag when nothing happened.
General Xue Qi didn't notice it at first, but with the arrival of Long Xing and Feng Ming's teams, the three border troops were assembled. He was jumping up and down, trying to find a good position for the people he brought with him, so as to get more credit.
, he found that Yan Laoer was always in front of him and behind him. The army finally decided on the time to attack, and Yan Xiaoer followed him step by step...
The key point is that these two men are not alone, and there are a lot of people around them.
The Huju militia is, at best, an armed force of the masses. At worst, it's not even a motley crew, it's just a group of ordinary people armed with weapons.
Among the regular army, he is really eye-catching.
The Huju border troops knew what was going on with these people, but Long Xing and Feng Ming didn't. Seeing Mr. Xue Qi coming in and out "leading" these people, he almost didn't laugh. If it wasn't for the wrong time, he was so serious.
I asked Lao Xue to have a good time.
Mr. Xue Qi walked in front angrily.
He suddenly stopped, turned around and said with a dark face: "There's going to be a war soon, what are you kiddos doing! Go find your father and uncle!"
Yan Yu is condescending.
Yes, she is the taller one.
At this time, she was sitting on Fourth Uncle Qi's neck.
Mr. Xue Qi raised his head and spoke to her, looking very lackluster.
There is nothing we can do. As the army moves, we must abide by the rules everywhere.
Her cattle and donkeys are placed together with the army horses and are placed together.
Where the snow was deep, as long as it could reach Yan Yu's shoulders, the three uncles of the Qi family took turns acting as her "long legs" to carry her around.
"Brother Xue, listen to what you are saying. Why do you look down on children? Who is worse than our Huju child soldiers? Let's not talk about the distance. Let's talk about our little boy. There are fewer Beirong who fell at her feet.
Really? It’s really worth counting the military merits, Xiaoqi, we are all worthy of doing it!” Yan Laoer happened to come over and replied without thinking.
Yan Yu chuckled, nodded, and agreed, "That's right."
Her father was worried about her and had concerns about her coming here, but this was all a minor tangle within the family. When faced with doubts from outsiders, the family still remained unanimous in speaking out.
General Xue Qi was choked and speechless for a moment.
He knew exactly what the waiter had done.
In terms of true merit, even the veterans under his command may not be able to appreciate him.
It's just that this kid is such a thief. He finally managed to establish friendship with Long Xing. She deliberately yelled at a few timid, timid, and timid men who went over to cause trouble, making people think that the tiger militia were all in this way.
Damn it, it's quick to regret it.
"I finally understand, you two have no intention of letting me get better!"
General Xue Qi said angrily: "What's wrong with the military merits? Or is it that you can't spend enough money on your head? What are you doing here in this cold weather? Just strolling around? Don't you want to make meritorious deeds?"
"You're here, how can you be empty-handed?" Yan Laoer shook his head helplessly and pulled General Xue Qi aside: "Brother Xue, you are better at fighting than me. Tell me, if our three-pronged army makes a surprise attack, do you have any chance of winning?
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"There is no chance of winning, it's a sure win!" Mr. Xue corrected angrily.
"That's right!" Yan Laoer said seriously: "My eldest brother also said the same, three border troops! The murderer was caught off guard, there is basically no suspense, the credit is great, but there are also many people, let's divide it up, how many can there be?
, the big head belongs to General Wei, who has good command, and the prince himself is in charge, which is called strategizing, and our prince is far-sighted..."
Yan Laoer piled up all the words he could think of and was quite happy. They all used them appropriately.
"Dad!" Yan Yu reminded his father to get to the point.
"Oh Brother Xue, can I still trick you? I have a job here. It's a bit hard, but if you do it well, the credit will definitely be considerable. It depends on whether you are willing to do it, Brother Xue."
Mr. Xue Qi stared at Yan Laoer for a long time, then looked up at Yan Xiaoer.
I quickly lowered my head, my neck was sore.
The two men looked very similar at this moment, as if they were holding a golden egg secretly in their arms, and there was something wrong in their hearts!
As soon as his heart moved, his eyes immediately became animated.
"Did Yan Hushu say something?"
…
The troops on the three sides were in overwhelming numbers.
Just as Xue Zongqi expected, Guanzhou came out in full force. Beirong was unprepared and did everything he could to win steadily.
The army did not stop for a moment and moved to three places where Beirong gathered.
Blood dyed the snowfield red.
Under the desperate fighting of Beirong, there were also casualties in Guanzhou.
But compared with the results achieved, it seems insignificant.
This is a real victory!
The Guanzhou army became more and more courageous as they fought, and General Wei was in high spirits.
He changed his calm attitude in the past and rushed to the front.
"The new snow-white sword has finally seen blood, and the general raised his head to meet you!
The prince asked how to win? A hundred guards formed a formation and charged!"
Yan Laoer wiped the thin snow on his face and groaned softly.
I never forgot to sigh: "What a poem! What a poem!"
Yan Yu laughed wildly.
The three brothers of the Qi family were really happy when they heard that Yan Laoer said it was a good poem.
Yan Xiangheng blushed so hard.
General Xue Qi looked at Yan Laoer with genuine admiration: "Brother Yan, you are a great talent! You are worthy of being the number one scholar in Guanzhou! You are so quick in thinking, this poem comes right after you say it,
Unlike other people, I can’t hold in a fart for a long time!”
Yan Yu laughed so much that she hiccupped.
Her master's eyebrows would probably stand up after hearing such limericks.
Yan Laoer coughed lightly and glared secretly at his daughter.
His expression calmed down and he asked seriously: "Brother Xue, have you thought about it carefully? If you take this step, you can't look back. You can only go to the dark side."
Yan Yu stopped smiling, pursed her lips tightly and looked at Mr. Xue Qi.
Yan Xiangheng's expression also became solemn, his fists clenched unconsciously, and his palms became wet and sweaty in an instant.
Mr. Xue Qi is the one who goes all the way and comes up with ideas, and so is his father and the Yan family.
General Xue Qi did not answer but asked instead: "Can you people from the militia really track down those fleeing Beirong soldiers?"
