MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Touch and Touch..."

At night around the sea, when an explosion rang, the cold and cold days of the soldiers with red arms slammed the drums, and the slings on the five ships continued to throw lit dynamite packs toward Linjiang City across the Grand Canal. The soldiers of the Eastern Kingdom also fought back under the leadership of the generals, and a **** battle began.

"Hey, the father is doing it, and he firecrackers in the middle of the night."

In the bed inside the handsome account, everyone was worried about it. Ling Jingxuan took the initiative to let the small group sleep with him. The little group that was falling asleep was so sleepy that it was not enough. Ling Jingxuan gently patted his back and said: "No. Set off firecrackers, the father is fighting, the small group is going to sleep, and when the child wakes up, everything is over."

With the power of Prince Rui and the Prince, one night is enough.

"Well, I sleep too, sleep with the little corps."

Containing his own fingers, the small group has not finished talking, then closed his eyes and went to sleep. Ling Jingxuan reached out and pulled the quilt for him. He got up and blew out the candlelight. In the night, he couldn’t sleep for a long time in bed. In my mind, I sneaked through the end of the year and went through the past few years. I’ve been in the blink of an eye for almost a year. From the beating situation to the active counterattack, I’ve gone all the way, how many killings and hardships I experienced, only themselves. Only then did the war in the cold weapon era be no more gentle than the hot weapon era, and even more cruel and bloody. He was used to death and sometimes felt a bit shocked, expecting the **** war to end.

Ling Jingxuan didn't know when he was asleep. With the explosion and drums outside, he slept in unconsciously. When he opened his eyes the next day, as Yan Ruirui promised before leaving, he already Sitting on the bed waiting for him to wake up, the silver armor on his body had already been stained with blood red, and was thrown away at random. Even if he put on clean clothes, his body was still full of **** smell.

"Won?"

Stretching his hand and his fingers, Ling Jingxuan asked very casually, his face was full of trust and warm smile, the inside of the bed seemed to be creeping, not long after, a black lacquered small head drilled out The husband and the husband looked at each other and smiled.

"Well, the prince has already entered the city with the striker. I will come back to report to you and ask the military master for the next step."

Yan Xiaorui, while joking, leaned over and kissed him on his lips. His left hand was always clasped with him, and his right hand stretched out to open the hair on the face of the small corps, and greeted his confused eyes with good morning.

"Father Wang early!"

The small group of squinting eyes, the voice and the soft shackles that just woke up, Yan Ruirui crossed his body and kissed his little face: "Is it better to sleep with you last night?"

"Well, the father and the king will pee."

Nodded, the small group reached out and hugged, and Yan Ruirui smiled and picked him up. Ling Jingxuan shook his head with a funny smile, took a look at the armor off the ground, and propped up the body: "Ling Yun."

"The main child, are you awake? Get up and wash your face, and Shui Linger has already gone to give you breakfast."

Lingyun, who had been waiting outside, walked in with a little **** and the water used for washing. Ling Jingxuan smiled and pointed to the armor on the ground: "Clean up and prepare the prince for clean."

"Yes."

Lingyun took the heavy armor out with a little girl. Ling Jingxuan got up and washed his face, and used a kettle to smash a pot of crescent spring water on the table. When Yan Ruirui came back with a small dumpling, he was already wearing clothes. And the waist is long and casual.

"I am early."

The small dumplings that had put the water were also completely awake. Looking at Ling Jingxuan’s smile, it was sweet and cute. Ling Jingxuan said while wearing clothes: “Early, the little dumplings, let the father and the king give you clothes, don’t catch cold.”

The pig pajamas on his body were still last year, and they were a little too small. It made him look like a fleshy figure. It seems that he is more fleshy, but in fact, the small group has grown a lot during the year and looks like Not so fat, at least the body shape gradually appeared, unlike a small meat ball that was rolling in the past.

"No, people already wear their own clothes, don't wear them."

The small group that was placed on the bed refused the help of Yan Ruirui. He took off his pajamas and picked up the clothes that Ling Jingxuan had already put on his bed. He was so clumsy to wear. Seeing his son is so capable, Yan Yurui Ling Jingxuan is also happy. Let him come.

"Father, oh!"

"Father, dry!"

"Nine Emperors, Ling Shu!"

"Wang Ye Wang, the porridge is just doing well, and the slaves are steaming hot steamed buns. Let's eat hot."

In a short while, Yan Yanrui helped his wife and children to get their heads together, and the buns came in one after another. They came along with them, such as Shuiling and the former Lingyun, who were carrying trays or holding clothes. Little girl, who has been wearing a small group of her own ability to break the hands of her parents to the front of the little buns.

"Three brothers, your **** still hurts? Do you want a small group to call you?"

During the conversation, the small group also reached out and touched his ass. The little buns quickly grabbed his hand: "You don't want to, let you call a few more times, I have to be scrapped."

He was very touched that he saved him the night before, but it was because he had been pressing on his buttocks. His injury is undoubtedly the heaviest among all. He is a younger brother. Sometimes, some unconscious behaviors are particularly painful, although they are very cute.

"What, the third brother used to bully!"

The small group unhappy to open him, Ling Jingxuan recruited him to let him go, and gave them a cup of spring water that had already been prepared. Recently, he has not been fighting or is on the road of war. Every day, he will prepare a cup of spring water for them, quietly. For them to replenish themselves, except for Yan Ruirui, no one knows about this.

After the family had a hot breakfast, Zeng Shaorong and others also came back. They came to report the casualties and the situation of Linjiang City. Last night their raids, the enemy suffered more than half of the casualties. When they attacked the shore, many people The abandonment of the city has fled, and the people are still the victims of being left behind. At present, Sikongfufu has gone to Linjiang City to take the command of the town. Under their comfort, the people who are both physically and mentally wounded should be able to recover soon. As for them On their own side, there is a dynamite package to take the lead and directly blow up the other party by surprise. Their casualties are less than 10,000 people, which is more ideal than expected. When the striker soldiers clean the battlefield, the big troops will be able to cross the river at the latest tomorrow.

"Small buns, did you carefully watch the father last night?"

After sending away the generals, everyone was busy with things. Ling Jingxuan only left the little buns.

"Well, I want to tell you that fighting does not have to rely on a blood and brute force. How to save effort is the key. It is a real victory to win the biggest victory with the least sacrifice."

The unique peach eyes of Yan’s family looked at him for a moment, and the little buns became more mature and stable. From his eyes, it is not difficult to see the wisdom and experience of the pain after the injury, and he will be 11 years old next month. He is getting more and more a teenager general.

"Oh... you can understand it, little buns, don't forget at all times, you will be the one who will replace your father. In the battlefield, you can't be impulsive. You can't be tempted. What do you do on weekdays? I don't even want you to. Barbaric, at least not being bullied, but not on the battlefield, on the battlefield, your shoulders are not your own head, you must be responsible for the life of the soldiers, this time for you Say it is the biggest lesson, remember, don't make the same mistake again in the future."

Going over and shooting his shoulders, Ling Jingxuan said with a strong heart. It’s not so much that he is hurting the young eagle team. It’s better to say that he is a distressed little buns. Don’t blame him for being too selfish. He has always been like this, if every A degraded soldier has to go to distress, then he has nothing to do, just immersed in distress every day.

Standing up and face to face with him, almost as fast as his little buns, his face was firm and stern, and the more he said it, the more he knew his love for him.

"Well, go out and take your young eagle team to step up training. Sanmao's arm is already good. You put him into the young eagle team, the little buns. As long as there are people in this world, the war will not end. I hope that you will One day, the Eagles will be like the squadrons of Towers Perrin, all of them are flying eagle!"

"Yes!"

After the tide of the fists of the fists, the little buns turned and walked away, and waited for Lingyun on the side to look at the doorway with the curtains left: "The master, the Wujun Wang seems to have recovered."

When the king of the former Tianwu County came back, it seemed to be wrapped in a black atmosphere. Now the atmosphere is like a fog, and disappears. The purpose of the master and the prince is here? Although their means are indeed quite scary.

"He wants to recover now, it is not my son."

A faint sweep of his eyes, Ling Jingxuan turned and walked back, and then the army continued to advance forward. According to the news obtained by Yan Yi, Qilian City has returned to Shengjing City, and now they have seized half of his country, he may be more than Hate, maybe you don't have to go to Shengjing City, he may be able to drive the pro-independence, any possibility he has to consider to go in, the driver's levy, the morale of the soldiers will undoubtedly reach the peak, then the real hard battle.

"Is studying the next siege plan again?"

When he left the curtain and walked in, he did not have any meaning to hide from Yan Yan. It was already a secret that everyone knew. He was generally strict where he was, and the two were not young. However, although I don't want to be as sticky as a young man, I also love it. I always show it from time to time.

"Well, then I want to split the two roads, and the two armies attack the city at the same time."

Ling Jingxuan’s head did not lift the detailed map that Yan Yi made for him. The territory of the East China was too large, and the distribution of the city was very uniform. Even if the two armies were separated, they could go hand in hand.

"Alright, but I don't think I should be willing. You don't know how much he appreciates you. When we chat, he doesn't shy away from saying that he wants to play with you and his sister."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, he and he grew up together. He was the first time he saw him praised a person so much, if it was not vaguely felt that there was a person in his heart many years ago. He couldn't help but wonder if he was looking at Jing Xuan.

"Oh, there are no banquets in the world. It won't take long for this fight."

Ling Jingxuan smiled slightly, but his eyes couldn’t tell the sharpness. The Eastern Army’s morale is now low. Basically, they must be timid when they hear their names. Now they have won the Linjiang City without any effort. If Qilian City does not come out again, They really have to go all the way to Shengjingcheng, but even if he comes out, he will not let him have another chance to reverse the situation, he must die!