Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

Cough, cough, miss, miss.

The deputy general withdrew his gaze, and muttered in his heart that it was because today's general was so good-looking, but the oppression of the momentum was still there, and he didn't dare to say a word, for fear that his brain that couldn't hide the matter would say it out of his mouth , So there was a wind on his feet, and he ran away in a hurry, leaving only Qiu Cimu standing there, with a faint shame on his face.

It's just that after noon, I couldn't think about it anymore. The wind outside was very strong, and the enemy attacked. If it wasn't for Qiu Cimu's early preparations and Mu Ciwan's improvement of the crossbow, this time I am afraid that the casualties will be heavy. .

For a while, the air pressure in the camp was extremely low.

"Their cavalry is really powerful. All of them grew up on horseback. Riding is smoother than walking. It is difficult to win."

An officer said with a sad face.

"Hmph, I still don't believe it. With bows and crossbows, as long as the strategy is right, our army has so many troops, I'm still afraid of them."

It was Yan Mingyuan who spoke, he slapped his hand on the table and said aggressively.

"Shut up, the two armies are at war. It's not as easy as you say. Now our army is in a serious situation, especially the snowy weather is coming soon. Clothes, food and grass, these have not been implemented. If the snowstorm arrives, don't say Enemy soldiers, but there are not a few who died of freezing."

It was the lieutenant general who spoke, and his voice that should have been passionate was now particularly bleak.

No one wants to see the soldiers who should have fought bloody battles, but because they couldn't survive the winter, they froze to death on this battlefield.

"It is still necessary to solve the problem of clothing and food and grass first. Some materials that were planted in the sand before can also be harvested. If it is later, I am afraid that it will be frozen and damaged."

"General," a person came in from the door, panting heavily, pointing outside, "Some folks have brought their own vegetables and some cotton clothes."

Qiu Cimu stood up abruptly and walked out of the tent.

Mu Ciwan was standing outside the barracks, comforting the excited villagers.

Most of them were wrapped in cotton clothes, their bodies were mended, and they held a cloth bag in their hands, looking inside.

There are regulations in the military that these people cannot be allowed in.

"Little General, this is our wish. General Qiu has been here for three years. We have been harassed by barbarians every year. Only these three years have allowed us to live in peace and stability. We know that the weather in Mobei is cold. In the past few years, there was really nothing to show, but this year you must accept it."

Mu Ciwan waved his hand, seeing Qiu Cimu coming from the corner of the eye, he immediately stood aside and gave up his position to Qiu Cimu, the other party's eyes swept past her and landed on the hands of these folks Go up, and said to the lieutenant beside him: "Go find a heater."

The hands of these people have been chapped, with deep and shallow scratches, comparable to the injuries they suffered on the battlefield.

Qiu Cimu narrowed his eyes slightly, and tried to soften his voice so as not to scare them, "Folks, I already understand your intentions. Today, I have no repayment for Qiu Cimu. I will stick to the battlefield to protect you."

His eyes were firm, and he always felt guilty for accepting their clothes, but it was better to have something than let the soldiers just endure the cold.

"General Qiu is serious. We should do these things. We also had children in the barracks before, but some of them have passed away. Now, that child came from our village."

The villagers pointed to Wang Shao who was standing not far away, said, and sighed again.

"The people in our village are dead, wounded, and several families can't make up a complete relationship spectrum. Most of those who went to the battlefield never returned. We are old and our children are young. Yes, that's all."

The people behind all echoed, the wind was cold, everyone was trembling, but there was a gentle smile on the dark face.

"Thank you." Qiu Cimu opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to spit out these two words.

Mu Ciwan understood that he was unable to deal with this kind of situation, so he simply leaned over and took over the conversation for Qiu Cimu: "We already know what the folks are thinking, the snowstorm is coming soon, and the barbarians are always waiting for the opportunity Before it gets dark, it’s better to go back as soon as possible, and when the deputy general brings the stove, you can go back with your arms.”

"No, no, you keep the stove for your own use. We have firewood, so we can go back and bake. We know that there are rules in your barracks, so we will leave first. General, on behalf of our homeless village, thank you."

Homeless is a home made up of a group of homeless people.

The villagers went away, supporting each other in the strong wind, and just left a footprint on the yellow sand, but was blown away by the strong wind the next moment. Qiu Cimu asked Wang Shao to lead the soldiers and escort them back far behind them.

Farther and farther away, people turned into a few small black dots, walking slowly when coming, and going back against the wind.

No one in the barracks dared to joke, their expressions were solemn.

After a long time, Qiucimu looked back and asked them to move these things back, in twos and threes, not many, but better than nothing.

"General, a snowstorm is coming."

Mu Ciwan suddenly said.

Qiu Cimu looked at her with deep eyes, "Yes, the most difficult day of the year has arrived."

The blizzard arrived on the second day, and in just one night, the yellow ground turned white, and with one mouth open, a breath of white air ran out.

Snowflakes were still falling in large swaths, and Qiu Cimu asked people to send his clothes to the soldier camp. The adjutant said with a puzzled face that the soldiers were giving way to each other, their faces were frozen, and they still had to say that they were not cold.

"Hey, what do you think the imperial court wants us to do?"

The lieutenant general sighed, but also lost his mind.

"I sent a letter to the Holy Majesty before, but the Holy Majesty did not reply. Recently, there is some chaos in the palace. The Holy Majesty is sick, and the various forces are about to move."

Naturally, he didn't have the heart to care about what happened at the border.

"Yan Mingyuan said that he had sent a letter to his family, but most likely there was nothing he could do."

Rongguo Mansion has long since declined, and the title is there, but the right to speak is not high.

"You go down first, I'll think of a way."

Qiu Cimu stared blankly at the layout in front of him, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mu Ciwan was in such a scene recently, she patted the snow off her body, the snow fell and melted on the ground, and slowly approached Qiu Cimu.

"Don't worry, everything will end, it won't look good."

What did he want to do, Qiu Cimu glanced at Mu Ciwan, his ears were flushed, and wanted to stay away from her.

"Instead of worrying about these things, why not try to find the people around you, maybe there is some way?"

Mu Ciwan sat down beside him, took a kettle and poured a cup of tea, the heat turned into white mist and slowly rose, blurring Qiu Cimu's sight.

He knew what Mu Ciwan meant, except for Mu Ciwan, there was basically no one who had anything to do with the palace, but...he had heard rumors in the court that although the Holy Majesty loved the second princess, he was a woman after all. There is basically no right to speak in the court.

His eyes were sharp, and he quickly grasped Mu Ciwan's wrist holding the teacup, looking at the man in front of him who could not hide his aura even though he was wearing armor, his eyes were earnest, "Second Princess, please help."