Hard to be a good wife

It was not until noon that Wang Dingjun rushed back with his people. Needless to say, he was exhausted, but everyone was in a good state of mind. The first thing after entering the city was to prepare the people in the city for the battle.

Prince Zhao asked them to rest and continue to arrange defense.

Zhao Sanlang secretly grabbed Wang Dingjun and asked, "What the hell are you doing? Aren't you going to delay the North Vietnamese army?"

"Yes."

"Then..." He pointed to the army with not a single person missing and asked, "Why didn't you get on the bar? How did you delay people?"

"Want to know?" Wang Dingjun blinked, and Zhao Sanlang punched him, "If you like to talk or not, I will always know anyway."

"Then wait until you find out." Wang Dingjun yawned and patted the other person on the shoulder, "I'm sleepy, so I won't chat with you anymore."

Zhao Sanlang stared at his receding back, muttering: "It's still such a dead character, I don't know who would like him."

"Zhao Sanlang!" A voice came from behind, both familiar and unfamiliar.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face, and he froze.

The other party walked over step by step, wearing the armor of a mid-level general officer, with a tall and straight figure.

"You...why are you here?" After a busy night, he unexpectedly saw this person, but how could he appear on the battlefield with his identity?

"I joined the army." The once immature face has completely grown, and it is undeniably handsome, but the expression is still single, and the eyes are still cold, only when I see Zhao Sanlang, there will be a little warmth.

Zhao Sanlang hadn't seen Xiaojun Wang for many years, and many memories flooded back, but none of them were happy.

The two are not very familiar, but they are not strangers either. Zhao Sanlang has forgotten the feeling of secretly falling in love with Princess Huizhu, but he still deeply remembers the feeling of being teased by this kid every time.

"Hehe, the prince of the county is indeed very suitable for the battlefield, but why would the princess agree to let you come here?"

The face of Xiaojun Wang suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "She is very busy now, how can she remember that there is a son like this king?"

Zhao Sanlang showed a puzzled expression, but he didn't continue to ask. Looking at his expression, he knew that the mother and son were still at odds.

"The prince of the county is here, does His Royal Highness know?"

The king of Xiaojun shook his head, "There are 10 soldiers in the army, and the crown prince has not discovered the existence of this king. Now this king is just a low-ranking officer."

Zhao Sanlang admired his willpower quite a lot. With his status, he could find a high-ranking official in the army. The princess's mansion is restricted.

Zhao Sanlang scratched his head, he didn't know how to communicate with him, their relationship has never been spoken, every time he was beaten or ridiculed by the other party, he suddenly calmed down, very uncomfortable.

"I'm still busy, I'll talk about it after the war is over." Xiaojun Wang offered to leave, and Zhao Sanlang nodded. It's really not suitable for reminiscing about the past when such a big battle is imminent.

"Wait..." Zhao Sanlang stopped him, saw that he turned around and didn't know what to say, so he took out the dagger hidden in his boot and handed it to him, "Here you are, be careful."

The other party's eyes warmed up a few degrees, took the dagger and thanked him, then turned and left.

Zhao Sanlang stood in place and recalled the scene just now, always feeling that something was wrong, which is strange.

He found Crown Prince Zhao and told about the Prince Xiaojun, but the other party just nodded and said, "Gu knows about this, but since he wants to be promoted by virtue of his strength, Gu Zi will not interfere."

Well, it turns out that people already knew about it, but they just ignored it.

"By the way, I heard from Tang Yue that you once admired Princess Huizhu?" Prince Zhao asked abruptly.

Zhao Sanlang scolded Tang Yue secretly, and smiled embarrassingly: "It's all old calendars, young and ignorant, haha..."

"Oh, that's good." Prince Zhao replied inexplicably.

Zhao Sanlang really wanted to know what was so good about it, but he didn't dare to ask directly, so he could only speculate secretly, could His Royal Highness want to introduce someone to him?

Speaking of which, he was indeed not young. The younger son of Duke Heng was already the father of two children, and it was time to find a wife for his mother and give birth to a grandson for fun.

Thinking of his mother who was far away in Yecheng, Zhao Sanlang was full of energy again. He worked so hard and changed his usual lazy style, not only for himself, but also for his mother.

Although his father is dead, he still wants to make achievements to show him, to prove that he is no worse than his uncle.

"Dong dong..." The war drum on the top of the city tower suddenly rang, Prince Zhao and Zhao Sanlang looked at each other, their faces becoming serious.

"Much faster than Gu expected, let's prepare for the battle."

"Here!" Zhao Sanlang put on his helmet, took out a whistle and blew short and long whistles, and led the black armored guards towards a hidden place.

Wang Dingjun had just eaten a bowl of hot noodles, and was about to lie down when he heard the sound of the drum. He hurriedly dressed again, grabbed his weapon and ran out.

Without his order to assemble, the [-] soldiers had already run out of their respective barracks and assembled at the intersection of the street.

"I know that everyone is very tired and like to rest, but the enemy is attacking, and we can't sleep well. Maybe when we wake up, the sky will change, so we can only sleep forever. If this is the case, it is not as good as this general Let us all do what we can.”

"It's all up to the general!" Wang Dingjun completely tamed the [-] soldiers in just one night, and even Prince Zhao expressed deep praise to him.

In fact, he didn't do anything. He just asked someone to destroy the only road that must be passed. It is very simple to destroy a small path on the cliff, he only needs to chisel out a section of the road.

Of course, not only did he have someone chisel out a section of the road, but he also moved stones to block a section of the road. It was all labor-intensive work, so everyone was very tired.

But this is much better than fighting, at least they only need to sweat and don't need to shed blood or tears.

This battle lasted for three full days. Three days later, the enemy left tens of thousands of lives and led the remaining troops to escape.

Prince Zhao ordered the fast light cavalry to chase after him. Looking at the devastated city wall, he made an important decision.

When Tang Yue received a letter from Prince Zhao again, it had been a month since the battle. He came here all day in fear, for fear that he would see Prince Zhao being carried back one time.

In the letter, Prince Zhao briefly introduced the process and results of the battle.Tang Yue understood half of it. He only knew that the Southern Jin Dynasty had won. Prince Zhao Zhun allowed five days for the wounded soldiers to recuperate and let the tired soldiers have a good rest. By the way, he discussed with several generals and came up with a relatively safe attack plan.

Tang Yue saw Prince Zhao's ambitions from the letter, Kailai this time, Prince Zhao made up his mind to go all the way into Beiyue's lair.

"Lang Jun, didn't Your Highness win the battle? There was cheers from above, and the ministers all said that His Highness is the reincarnation of the God of War." He said happily.

Tang Yue smiled helplessly: "What is the reincarnation of God of War? It's just their own imagination. If there is something, what else do they need to fight?"

Tang Yue pouted secretly, how many officials in the court really cared about Prince Zhao's safety?It's all an afterthought.

"Everything is related to God. If God really exists, then they should just pray to God and worship Buddha."

After Tang Yue read the letter, the content of Prince Zhao's letter was extremely simple. Apart from describing the battle situation, he just cared about his body and life. It can be seen that the number of letters written by Prince Zhao became less and less, and the content was more and more complicated. It is getting simpler and simpler, and the handwriting is getting more and more scribbled.

In black and white, he couldn't imagine the cruelty and difficulty of the war, but Prince Zhao survived bit by bit, and wanted to continue the attack, even if he didn't want to admire him.

"Winter is coming to spring, and the weather is getting warmer. It seems that the cloak and cotton socks you prepared for His Highness, sir, are no longer needed."

"Then wait for the second half of the year to send, there will always be a chance to wear it."

"Ah? Didn't His Highness win the battle? I heard that Beiyue was beaten and suffered heavy casualties. He must have been powerless to resist. Everyone is saying that His Highness will be back soon."

"Where did you get the gossip, it's quite complete!"

"Of course slaves have channels for slaves. Don't underestimate those inferior people. Sometimes news spreads the fastest with them."

Tang Yue shook his head with a smile, "I have never underestimated anyone."

"Stop talking about this, there are too many things to prepare this time, and I have an important task for you." "Say it." He straightened his chest and looked at Tang Yue with piercing eyes.

"We need to prepare a large amount of food and weapons for His Royal Highness. One of them is a backpack. This needs to be ordered separately. Tens of thousands of them need to be made within ten days. You will be responsible for this matter."

He was a little timid, if he messed up the matter, he would not be the only one who would be sorry.

"Don't worry, you just need to move your mouth. Supervise their speed and workmanship, and don't let them cut corners."

He nodded, "Well, the slaves will definitely be optimistic, and won't let them have a chance to be lazy!"

Tang Yue really wanted to say that laziness was the second priority, he just wanted He to have something to do, and he just didn't want to dangle back and forth in front of him.