You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

The veins on Chu Xiangtian's forehead twitched, and he held down Fu Tian's hand with the last bit of reason left, and gently pecked and kissed him on the cheek.

Fu Tian held his hand, grunted a few times in dissatisfaction, and rubbed back and forth in his arms like a coquettish little beast.

"Hey, don't make trouble."

Chu Xiangtian couldn't even harden his tone, he could only push him into his arms helplessly and indulgently, and let Fu Tian make trouble in his arms dissatisfied.

"It's too cold, it won't work here, it's easy to get wind and cold."

Fu Huang snorted softly from the tip of his nose, and snuggled into his arms shyly. After a while, he put his cool hands into his clothes and touched the hard muscles.

Chu Xiangtian's breathing was stagnant, and the fingers on his waist tightened, and he endured it only with his strong self-control.

Fu Tian is very attached to this feeling of skin-to-skin contact. The warm body temperature can make him confirm that Chu Xiangtian is still by his side, giving him a real sense of security.

He buried his face in the man's arms, arching the tip of his nose until he found a comfortable position, then stopped still, with his side face pressed against Chu Xiangtian's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, palms Feeling the warm skin, the vigilance of the whole body was lifted, and he was buried in his arms relaxedly, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Chu Xiangtian remained motionless, his big hands caressingly caressed the back of his head, and waited for him to fall asleep for a while before putting on the hood for him, holding the rein with one hand, and protecting him with the other as he walked back slowly.

It was already dark, and there were only dots of fire in the camp in this huge mountain.

During their absence, Xue Qingshan had already set up several tents that he brought with him. They brought a lot of food, but there were too many people, so they could only boil soup and drink it to warm their bodies. .

The accompanying guards also specially brought a doctor who was good at medicine. He happened to check the pulse of the feverish child and re-prescribed the medicine. Now the older child is waiting by the fire to decoct the medicine.

The news of the two coming back attracted the attention of many people. Xue Qingshan had already talked about Fu Tian's identity. When they learned that it was he who persisted, he even traveled thousands of miles from the capital to the remote mountains at the border to find people. Everyone felt admiration. When they saw the always-temper-tempered general almost cautiously carrying him off the horse and carrying him into the tent, they looked at each other and showed tacitly kind smiles.

Everyone rested in the mountains for one night, and set off early the next morning. There were not many horses left, so everyone could only walk on foot. The spies had gone back to report the news according to the route Xue Qingshan pointed out, and then brought people back to meet them.

Fu Tian was sitting on the horse, and Chu Xiangtian was holding the rein in front. The two of them gathered together and talked in a low voice from time to time. The people around them stayed away from them for fear of hearing something they shouldn't hear.

The group stopped and walked for three days, and on the fourth day the army arrived, guarding the group in the middle, and quickly returned to Shanyu Pass.

In the city, Zhou Chuanqing personally brought people to greet him. Seeing a group of people who were described as despondent, he stepped forward and gave Chu Xiangtian a hard hammer on the shoulder, "I knew you would not die by force."

Chu Xiangtian avoided him in disdain. During his absence, Zhou Chuanqing defended the city against the relentless attacks of foreigners. To be honest, his description at this time was not much better than that of Chu Xiangtian.

They all have blue eyes, sallow complexions, and unshaven beards.

"I won't be here for only half a month, why are you acting like this?" Chu Xiangtian's face was full of disgust, and he still wanted to say a few words.

Zhou Chuanqing's melancholy about reunion with his best friend was completely disturbed by Zhou Chuanqing. With a cold snort of displeasure, he shook his hands to arrange for the slaves he brought back.

"Then take care of yourself, Mulla Kili is still clamoring outside the city."

Fu Tian suppressed a smile from the side, "Why are you so old-fashioned with him?"

Chu Xiangtian shrugged and took him back to his residence, "Get used to it."

After Fu Tian was settled, and more people were sent to protect the surroundings, Chu Xiangtian went back to discuss the war with the anxious generals. In the past few days, Mu Laqili made giant logs and climbing ladders, and continued to attack the city with a sea of ​​people , if you come back two days later, the whole city will be caught in the flames of war.

Fu Tian was not as physically strong as they were. After returning home, he took a nap to refresh himself before going out to see if there was anything he could help.

Only after seeing this did they realize that there were many more refugees in the city than the people they brought back.

Zhou Chuanqing was arranging the number of people and the original place of origin. Fu Tian walked over and asked in surprise, "Why are there so many people?"

Zhou Chuanqing said: "Shortly after you entered the mountain, the other three teams brought people back one after another." These people all split up with Chu Xiangtian and the others to chase the foreign team on that day, and then dispersed, and they circled around the mountain. It came out after a few days. Although it was unavoidable to be damaged, most people were still fine.

Only Chu Xiangtian and the others were so unlucky that they caught up with the avalanche and fled to the old mountain for some reason, and they didn't get out after more than ten days of detour. Zhou Chuanqing and the others sent someone to look for it, but the mountains It is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and there is no gain at all.

"I didn't expect you to find him instead." Zhou Chuanqing joked, "It is said that the disaster will last for thousands of years, but the ancients never deceived me."

Fu Tian smiled and helped him count the information of the refugees.

Most of these rescued slaves were abducted by foreigners halfway, so they all knew where their homes were. After they reported their names and places of origin one by one, Zhou Chuanqing would send someone to verify them one by one. People can be sent back.

The remaining small number of people either have no relatives at home, or they don't want to go back to their hometown for other reasons.

The part of the people who could go home couldn't help but rejoice, and they were no longer lifeless at the beginning. They covered their faces and wept excitedly, while the small part of the people left remained silent as always.

Looking at them, Zhou Chuanqing sighed, and said to his deputy: "Those who don't want to go back to their hometowns, temporarily resettle them in the city, let people keep an eye on them, and after confirming that there are no spies from foreign races, let them find a living in the city." Bar."

Fu Tian's eyes fell on the silent crowd with their heads bowed. There were two children sandwiched between a group of adults. The smaller one hugged the bigger legs tightly, peeping timidly out with a pair of dark eyes.

Fu Tian looked over, and he timidly shrank back, hiding behind the older child's legs.

"Do these two children have no relatives?" Fu Tian asked.

The civil official who recorded it flipped through the booklet, shook his head and said sympathetically, "No, the older one said that his mother was dead, and they were born and raised in a foreign race."

They have seen many such situations. Young women are captive and defiled by foreigners, and some will give birth to children, but these children will not be accepted by foreigners. Instead, like their mothers, they will be enslaved by foreigners all their lives, luck is better Yes, with the protection of the mother, you can still live to grow up. If you are unlucky, the mother will suffer unbearable torture and die. How long the remaining child can live depends on luck.

These two children are lucky, and they can survive after tossing in the mountains for so long.

Fu Tian thought for a while, brought two bowls of porridge over, squatted down in front of the smaller one and talked to him, "Are you hungry?"

The younger child hid behind the older child, only showing half of his dirty face, staring at the porridge in Fu Tian's hand with longing and fear.

Fu Tian looked at the older child again, "You feed him, if there is not enough, then fill it again."

The older child stared at him silently, lowered his eyes to take the porridge bowl for a while, and said thank you in a low voice.

Fu Tian gave him the porridge bowl, then got up and backed away, and explained to the others: "The two children are still young, so let's take care of them if it's convenient."

The story of Fu Tian going to the mountains to find people has spread in a short time, and there are no soldiers in the city who don't know him now, and they are all grateful and in awe of him, so they quickly agreed.

Not only that, when the trapped soldiers came back and told their family members what happened, it even spread among ordinary people. Many people came to thank them with their own chicken, duck and fish.

Not only thank him for saving his relatives, but also thank him for saving Da Chu's God of War.

Chu Xiangtian is like a pinnacle of Dinghai at the border. As long as he is there, the people at the border will not panic. I heard that something happened to Chu Xiangtian before, and many people are ready to destroy the city. Be timid They have even packed up their clothes and fled to other counties.

Now that everyone was relieved to know that Chu Xiangtian had returned safely, they were even in the mood to prepare for the New Year - Chu Xiangtian and the others had been trapped in the mountains for half a month, and now it was late December when they came out again. In a few days, it will be New Year's Eve.

When Chu Xiangtian came over after discussing the counterattack strategy, he saw that Fu Tian's feet were piled up with vegetables, fruits and fish, and even a wild boar with its limbs tied was lying on the ground, grunting from time to time.

There was also an aunt with a vegetable basket on the side to persuade, "Master Hou should eat more meat to gain weight. This wild pork is the best. If you like it, we will ask the men at home to go into the mountains to catch it!"

The corners of Fu Tian's mouth twitched, and he looked at the fat wild boar on the ground. He forced a smile and politely declined, "That's enough, one is enough, you don't have to be so polite."

Chu Xiangtian stood not far away and watched, and couldn't help laughing out loud. Fu Tianruo turned around feeling something, saw him sniggering, and gave him another fierce look.