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Lin Qinghe was not the only one looking towards the capital city. Zhao Dahu was also looking towards the capital city with tears in his eyes.

Zhao Dahu didn't sleep at night these days. He just kept wiping his tears. Lin Qinghe asked him "What's wrong?", but he didn't say anything.

"Do you have family in the capital?" Lin Qinghe couldn't help but asked the night before the expedition.

Zhao Dahu twitched twice, and two lines of tears appeared on his handsome face.

"It's all my fault. I insisted on joining the army. I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to return home once I left." Zhao Dahu wiped away his tears in annoyance.

Several months of training had made him a little darker than before, his skin a little rougher, and his hands had calluses from swinging the sword.

Lin Qinghe nodded heavily for him. That's right. Not only could he not even enter his home now, but the gates of the capital were also closed to him.

Prince Jing is now besieging the capital city. The city gates are tightly closed and not even a fly can get in.

"Brother Lin, do you think we can drive Prince Jing away?" Zhao Dahu continued sobbing, "I know something about his abilities... What if he really breaks through the city gate... Woo..."

Before Lin Qinghe could say anything, the person sleeping next to Zhao Dahu kicked him, "It's late at night, Zhao Dahu, are you going to let me sleep?"

Zhao Dahu fell silent instantly.

They slept on a large bunk bed, Lin Qinghe slept in the corner and Zhao Dahu slept next to her.

Seeing that he was crying like this was no use, Lin Qinghe said viciously, "Then I will help you capture Prince Jing alive."

Zhao Dahu was at a loss for words. He hiccupped in fear and said, "Brother Lin, although you are born with supernatural powers, you are just a small cook. Prince Jing has hundreds of thousands of soldiers..."

"What would you do if I did it?" Lin Qinghe said with a playful smile.

"I, I'll kowtow to you... No, I'll kowtow to you ten times!" Zhao Dahu said that if Lin He could do it, he would have no problem kowtow to her a hundred times.

Lin He nodded solemnly, "Then go to sleep. I'll show you how to capture Prince Jing alive another day."

Don't cry here, it's keeping her awake.

The days of traveling were very difficult, because the reinforcements had to go to the capital immediately for emergency relief. Even if they didn't travel 800 miles a day, they still had to travel 300 miles.

Lin Qinghe, carrying an iron pot, marched steadily as the army advanced. A few days later, she was on the road with the iron pot in one hand and Zhao Dahu in the other.

Zhao Dahu is so delicate that he can't even walk this short distance.

Lin Qinghe lamented that Zhao Dahu was useless and at the same time resigned herself to her fate of carrying him for an hour every day.

Marching three hundred miles a day is more than enough for well-trained veterans, but it is really difficult for new recruits who have just trained for three months. There is wailing in the recruit camp, especially for the cooks, who have to carry pots and pans with them when they travel, which is really miserable.

"Lin He, you are so strong. You can carry Zhao Dahu and an iron pot and walk for a whole day without even taking a breath!" Sun Jing, who is also a cook, exclaimed.

"That's right, look at Zhao Dahu, he's really lucky!" Li Zhu, who always made pancakes, looked at Zhao Dahu with envy. It's good to have a strong brother! He can even carry him while walking.

Lin Qinghe smiled when he heard this, "Yes, I only have this much strength, but I can eat a lot! I have to rely on my two brothers to leave some more pancakes for me to eat at night!"

After practicing the physical training technique, Lin Qinghe could eat a lot. She could eat five large solid pancakes in one meal. Fortunately, this was in the army. If she were an ordinary family, they really couldn't afford to feed her.

Thinking of Lin Qinghe's amazing appetite, Li Zhu patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, little carrot, there will be enough pancakes!"

"Brother Lin, leave one for me too... Ugh..." Zhao Dahu was about to speak when he vomited. Fortunately, Lin Qinghe was quick to throw him to the ground, thus avoiding being vomited all over.

After Zhao Dahu vomited violently, Lin Qinghe, who was waiting for him at the original place, and he were already some distance away from the main group. She squatted down, carried the weak Zhao Dahu on her back, held the pot in her right hand, and rushed out in one step.

Soon they caught up with the main force.

At night, after eating and drinking, Lin Qinghe sat cross-legged on the bed and circulated his spiritual energy.

Zhao Dahu took out two silver needles, burned them with fire, then took off his socks and began to pick the blisters on his feet with tears in his eyes.

After picking the blood blisters without saying a word, Zhao Dahu applied some high-quality medicine to his feet. After wrapping his big feet with gauze, Zhao Dahu turned around and looked at Lin Qinghe who was still meditating.

"Brother Lin, are you practicing martial arts?" Looking at the people around him who were asleep and snoring, Zhao Dahu asked cautiously.

After Lin Qinghe opened her eyes, she glanced at him and closed them again, "Yeah."

"Brother Lin, can you teach me?" Zhao Dahu felt that Brother Lin was a martial arts genius with extraordinary talent, and the martial arts she practiced were definitely extraordinary.

Hearing this, Lin Qinghe raised her hand and held his wrist, and gently injected spiritual energy into him. After a moment, Lin Qinghe made a conclusion, "I practiced it, you can't practice it."

Zhao Dahu has no spiritual roots, so naturally he cannot practice the martial arts she practices.

"Okay." Zhao Dahu silently withdrew his wrist. Why did he feel a little disappointed?

"We will arrive in the capital tomorrow. Brother Lin, can you sleep?" Zhao Dahu looked at Lin Qinghe who was about to go to sleep. The moonlight poured on her, and her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful.

With good food and drink over the past few months, the sallow color on Lin Qinghe's face faded away, replaced by a healthy wheat color. With the nourishment of spiritual power, she became more and more lively, and Zhao Dahu was stunned for a moment.

"I can sleep." Lin Qinghe fell asleep immediately. She still had to capture Prince Jing alive, make great contributions and become a general. How could she not sleep?

Zhao Dahu looked at Lin Qinghe who was sleeping soundly beside him, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Unexpectedly, the two armies started fighting before the next day.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Dahu really couldn't sleep, and wanted to look through some medical books that Lin Qinghe had read through and carried around like a treasure, when suddenly a hand covered his mouth.

"Someone is coming." Lin Qinghe narrowed her eyes slightly, and after releasing her spiritual sense, she said cautiously, "There is more than one person coming, don't make a sound, let's go out and take a look."

Lin Qinghe put on her shoes and ran out quietly, followed closely by Zhao Dahu.

The exciting night begins and the hunt begins.

The enemy's target was food and supplies. Lin Qinghe looked in the direction of the food and supplies in the camp, and his eyes darkened.

The army's food and fodder was actually not far from where these gang members were stationed, so Lin Qinghe arrived there quickly.

"Boss, we only have a few of us here, isn't it too risky..." A man in night clothes was groping stealthily at the place where the food and fodder were stored.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger, and the food and grass should be here. We will leave after setting the fire. This will be a great achievement," said the man holding the fire starter solemnly.

He quietly walked into the tent and felt around, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes, "It's food!"

"Feng Sheng! Set fire to all the tents within a five-mile radius!" After giving the order, he casually threw the fire starter in his hand in the direction of the food and grass, and ran out to prepare to set fire to the food and grass in other places.

But he didn't expect that the fire starter he threw out so casually would go out!

Are you kidding? That's not a candle!

The man who had just stepped out of the tent retracted his leg, picked up the tinder that had fallen to the ground and wanted to find out what was going on.

But he didn't expect that the moment he picked up the tinder, someone grabbed him by the collar and threw him out of the tent!