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

Heavy snow weather, cold erosion, even with cotton clothes and food, it will still be cold in the cold season, and most soldiers' fingers are stiff and cannot be stretched. After setting up the situation, invite you to enter the urn, and you can turn back an army, but Yan Mingyuan is eager for quick success and quick benefits. He doesn't understand the principle that the poor should not chase after him, so he led his troops to chase them out. If Qiu Cimu hadn't reacted in time and turned the tide, the soldiers who went out They are afraid that few will be able to come back.

So the first thing after he came back, Qiucimu asked him to kneel here. There is power behind him. As long as the emperor doesn't let go, he can only let the other party stay in the barracks. However, he will never allow anyone to repent , Don't put the soldier's life in your eyes, and prepare to give him a idle job, but who knows that the emperor's people are coming.

"Young Master Yan." The consul showed a smile on his face, walked forward and stood bent over in front of Yan Mingyuan, "It's too cold in Mobei, it's a loss of your status, I obey His Majesty's order Please go back."

Yan Mingyuan was still not convinced and knelt in the snow, shivering from the cold, thinking that he would not be able to behave like this next time, almost stealing a lot of money, who knew that the soldiers were so weak, if they were better at it , he will win big.

I hope my father can hide this matter, and he will do better next time.

But he never thought that the other party would say these words suddenly, he stared at Master Liu with wide eyes, and said sharply, "Why?"

Master Liu smiled and repeated the passage just now.

Yan Mingyuan's brows were gradually stained with anger, "I won't go back, and I didn't do anything wrong, why should I be transferred back from the border, what does the Holy One think?"

He suddenly thought of something, and glared at the person in front of him, with a sudden realization on his face, "Is it Mu Ciwan? Is it because she ran to the emperor and said something that made me go back?"

The smile on Lord Liu's face remained the same, looking at the angry Yan Mingyuan, he said softly: "These subordinates don't know, Mr. Yan will understand when he goes back. However, Mr. Yan's name for Princess Yongning seems a bit inappropriate."

"Oh, what's the name, doesn't she just like me? She came to this barracks just to find me. Now that I haven't gone back, she begged His Majesty to let me go back. Did she ever think that this would end? my future."

Yan Mingyuan punched the ground with his fist, his eyes were full of resentment.

Master Liu looked at his appearance and sighed in his heart. He didn't know anything else, but before he came, the official Yongning specifically asked him not to give Yan Mingyuan any good looks, and also asked him to quietly hand over the envelope to the general. Although he looks good, compared with General Qiu, he is quite inferior.From this look, one can tell who the other party cares more about, only this person is still addicted to it.

"Damn it, what did you say to me? You didn't make any big mistakes. Those soldiers lying in the camp who were still lying down for treatment, and the soldiers lying over there with horse leather shrouds were all caused by your eagerness for quick success. Say you are right, hum, I will show you what it means to be right."

The anger in the deputy general's eyes almost turned into substance, and he punched Yan Mingyuan in the face, half of his face turned red in an instant.

"If it weren't for your power and power behind you, everything was stopped by the higher-ups, do you think you would just kneel here? You would have been beaten with a few sticks and thrown out of the barracks."

"What's wrong with me? There should have been casualties on the battlefield."

Yan Mingyuan covered his face and stood up, looking at the lieutenant in disbelief.

This was the scene when Qiu Cimu arrived. Hearing this, he laughed angrily. His pale face, which had already lost too much blood, had a dangerous feeling. He walked over and looked directly at Yan Mingyuan, coldly He said in a low voice, "Since you don't know how to repent, let someone beat you thirty times."

His eyes were cold and his voice was cold and stern, but Yan Mingyuan was not afraid. The last time he hit him was because he didn't beat him hard because of his identity.

It's a pity that he guessed wrong this time, and the sound rang out again and again, and the striker didn't restrain himself in the slightest. In the end, Yan Mingyuan was so painful that he couldn't even scream, and a lot of 30 yuan boards fell on him.

Yan Mingyuan looked at Qiu Cimu fiercely, and said with insufficient strength: "Good job, Qiu Cimu, just wait for me, how long do you think you can sit in the position of general, but it's just a waste of time to reach your current position, sooner or later One day I will replace you, and you can only come and cry and beg me."

It's a pity that the words spoken have no deterrent effect.

Qiu Cimu's indifferent eyes fell on him, and the lieutenant pulled him up and dragged him to the soldier's tent.

"He has a wife and children at home. He went to the battlefield to survive, but he still rushed forward. Because of your mistake, he lost an arm."

"He, his parents are old, and now, he is blind. How can you let him go back?"

"He originally had the ambition to serve the country, but now he is in this state. You have chilled their hearts."

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As Qiucimu spoke word by word, everyone present felt heartbroken, including Master Liu, they all sighed and lowered their heads, unable to help linking the fate of the other party to themselves.

"And you, just for your own merits, never saw your flesh and blood soldiers with your own eyes. Based on this, you should just go back and be your rich son instead of fighting bloody battles on the battlefield."

What Qiu Cimu said was a little urgent, the cold wind came in, and he couldn't help coughing once or twice, the lieutenant at the side saw blood oozing from his clothes, and hurried over to support him, "General?"

Qiucimu shook his head.

"General, you are still sick, go back first, we are fine."

"That's right, go back quickly, we are still relying on you, we are all fine, we can fight two one by one, just rest for a while."

Voices appeared one after another, and no one looked at Yan Mingyuan who was sitting slumped on the ground.

Qiu Cimu also understood this truth, pursed his lips and let a soldier help him back to his tent, and glanced at Yan Mingyuan before leaving, "I hope you can take care of yourself."

Yan Mingyuan raised his head and looked at the soldiers who had never looked at him. His firm heart was shaken. The lieutenant general looked at him. If he didn't have this status, he wouldn't dare to cause trouble for the general, so he would have done it immediately.

He snorted coldly, "Master Liu, I'm here now. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Deputy General, go slowly."

The chief said quickly.