On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

From the second day onwards, the cavalry marched day and night for more than ten days, and tens of thousands of troops and horses arrived at the barracks today.

"Long live my king!"

The oncoming people screamed in unison, which was deafening.

Most of the frontier troops are veterans of the past, and they are also an old batch of unformed Xuan Ding army.In all likelihood, they not only knew Xuanbei's face, but even fought together with Xuanbei.To them, Xuanbei is not a man with the reputation of an emperor, but an iron-blooded general who is not greedy for life and not afraid of death.

As soon as Xuanbei came, morale swelled.

"It's hard work, soldier." Xuanbei inspected the circle, and it was rare to say a joke, "I still have a bit of an old face, that's it, let's go."

"Return to the team for training." A tall man with a straight face came over, wearing armor, with a blank expression on his face.He went straight to Xuanbei's side, knelt down on one knee to salute, and said loudly: "The last general Du Ming, I have seen the king."

"Get up." Xuanbei jumped off the horse, while reaching out to hug the little man wrapped in a shawl.

Yu Zijin rubbed her eyes in a daze, put her arms around Xuanbei's neck, rested her chin everywhere, and continued to sleep soundly.

Du Ming looked at Yu Zijin twice, and raised his thick eyebrows.

"Prince Dora is still in the future?" Xuanbei asked.

"It's time to arrive in two days." Du Ming replied calmly: "Pei Jue didn't know that we were allied with Dora and sent troops to attack a few days ago. Now Dora is at a disadvantage, and two layers of elephant soldiers have joined our army, but the three The Thousand Elephant Soldiers are not under command, Prince Dora has not come, and we have no way to march."

"They're not in a hurry, and we're even less in a hurry." Xuanbei smiled sarcastically, "That little emperor Dora is very wary."

It's just that he was young, and he didn't think of it until now, otherwise he should have sent someone here to take care of it, so as not to delay the battle.

"King Dora is only ten years old this year. I heard that the queen mother is behind the curtain. No matter how clever a woman's family is, she can't do anything about military affairs." They all insisted on seeking truth from facts, and there was no praise or criticism in their words.He has always been so cold, never tired of liking.

When it came to military affairs, Xuanbei remembered that he had spent a lot of time recently to change the civilian officials who arranged backup matters into veteran officials who had served in the army and went to the battlefield, but he didn't know how effective it would be.

"Is the response to weapons and rations faster?" Xuanbei asked.

"Much faster." Du Ming replied truthfully: "It's not like those people in the past, who were pushy and sluggish, dragged for more than half a month and sent scrap copper and iron. If we can keep it going, our army's chances of winning big and small battles will increase by at least [-]%."

"It's reassuring to have your words." Xuan Bei patted him on the shoulder.

Du Ming hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Did Wang bring Qing'an along this time?"

"No." Xuanbei said strangely: "Why would you ask such a question?"

"A random question." Du Ming lowered his voice, "The last general hasn't returned to Beijing for a long time."

"To win Peijue this time, it's better to go back to Beijing to live in peace for a while. You stay here all day long and don't marry wives and concubines. If this continues, you may be the last one in the family." Xuanbei glanced at him.

Du Ming froze for a moment, then said without emotion: "The final general is devoted to defending his family and the country, and has no intention of loving his children."

The two walked one after the other, talking while walking, both official and private, and their friendship was very strong.

"This is the tent prepared for the king." Du Ming lowered his head, "The last general still needs to train soldiers, so I will retire first."

Xuanbei waved his hand, raised one hand, opened the curtain door and walked in.

The account is spacious and somewhat warmer, except for the bed, table and chairs, there is no extra decoration, at least it is clean and clear at a glance.

I haven't come back for a long time.

Xuanbei closed his eyes, and felt that his nose was filled with the smell of the army, rough and hot, completely different from the fragrant and rich incense of Shangjing.

This is where he belongs.

He was full of energy, but Yu Zijin's expression was sluggish.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, and Yu Zijin didn't let go of his hands and lay down, but crossed his legs around his waist, as if growing on his body.

Yu Zijin's body is delicate.Driving day and night caused Dongsheng to look haggard, and Yu Zijin had no martial arts or equestrian skills, and after ten days he lost half a circle of weight.

"Are we here?" Yu Zijin leaned her head on Xuanbei's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

"Just arrived." Xuanbei rested one hand on his back, his hands undulating, as if the spine protruded a little.

"I don't want to move." He said in a childish voice, "Can I lean on for a while?"

Xuanbei didn't see his face, didn't know his expression, his small voice was lingering in his ears, and he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his soft body.

"Okay." Xuanbei responded slowly: "You lean on me, I won't move."

Scattered slogans could be heard faintly outside the tent, and there was a silence inside.This silence is not empty at all, but warm and warm.

For some reason, when Dudu and Yu Zijin were together, it seemed that his voice was soft, his breath was also soft, every plant and tree softened, and there was no sharp edge.

"Is it better?" Xuanbei asked, he gently stroked Yu Zijin's back comfortingly, feeling the delicate skin against his neck, a little cold.

"Would you like to eat something?"

Yu Zijin shook her head, and suddenly tightened her arms, "Xuanbei, I miss my mother."