[Quick Transmigration] Lord God is not happy

Jin Rulin sat in his prince's palace, facing this strange and bizarre situation, he was both shocked and angry.

Still a little hairy.

Which god did Jin Guo offend?

Is it necessary to bully them repeatedly like this?

He also counted the personnel today, and everyone in the Prince's Palace is still alive and well, with healthy hands and feet, no one died in vain, and no one was poisoned.

Suddenly someone came to report.

"Your Highness, an urgent report has been received from the front. Thirty thousand soldiers of our army have been ambushed in the sky next door, causing heavy damage to our army."

The visitor spoke hurriedly, with a sad look on his face.

Jin Rulin was stunned, and rubbed his ears, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

"You said, Tianji ambushed our army? We still... suffered heavy losses?"

Simply ridiculous!

Jin Rulin held a teacup with an ugly expression.

The visitor lowered his head and said in a mournful tone, "That's true, Your Highness, they did this abruptly because two soldiers from our country killed King Pingyang's second son two years ago."

"Two years ago? Didn't we already pay compensation for this matter!" Jin Rulin was so angry that he directly threw his teacup on the ground heavily, and all he wanted to do was to shout, "Too much deceit!"

"Heh, it's okay, just fight if you want. I, Dajin, have been planning for many years. Tianji is just a temporary idea, and I don't practice martial arts. How can I defeat our army?"

He calmed down and asked the person who came: "Do you know who is the coach of Tianji this time, and who are the characters?"

The visitor replied respectfully: "Your Highness, the commander is Pang Guan."

Pang Guan?

He had indeed heard the name, and it was a stutter.

Although he is a stutterer, it is rumored that he has high martial arts skills and is well-known in the world.

The visitor hesitated for a while, and then said: "Your Highness, according to the informant, the eldest son of King Pingyang is also in the army."

"There is also the Seventh Prince of Tianji. He has always been inseparable from Prince Pingyang's son, and he is probably here this time."

Jin Rulin raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "Okay, I already know about this, you go down first."

The Seventh Prince of Tianji?

It seems... only 14 years old?

At such a young age, I heard that the old guy of Tianji dotes on this little prince who only recognized him after he was seven years old. How could it be possible to put him on the battlefield?

Rumor has it that the Seventh Prince is unparalleled in appearance and cold in temperament. No one has ever seen his smile, nor his tears.

Someone wrote a poem for him, saying "I will never know a beautiful woman again".

Jin Rulin sneered, and when they captured Tianchi, whether they were crying or laughing, they had to listen to his orders.

He was also curious about what this face, which made many women feel ashamed, looked like.

He left the Prince's Hall and discussed the war with the Emperor of Jin again.

Attacking Tianchi is not just their intention of Jin Guo alone.

In the northwestern countries, no one wants to swallow the rich and beautiful land of Tianchi.

Golden border.

The Tianji army won a complete victory in the first attack, and the morale of the army was high. After counting the spoils, they set up camp here to rest.

Xie Zheyuan shrank in his tent, complaining about his system.

"It's too difficult for me. You said that I am a good civil servant. I have been diligently preparing for this task for two years, and the calluses on my hands have been worn layer after layer."

"Not to mention the SSS-level task that made the Seventh Prince laugh, even the simple task of becoming a confidant has not been achieved!"

"The Seventh Prince looks innocent and easy to deceive, why can't he keep his heart warm? I have been with him for so long, and I depend on him for everything. How is he worse than He You? Nima still doesn't treat me as a confidant? "

The system comforted him: "The progress is still improving. After all, it is an S-level mission. This march is a good opportunity."

"If you have a life-and-death acquaintance who has gone through adversity, he will definitely regard you as a confidant."

Xie Zheyuan looked outside the tent through the window in the tent.

In the middle of the night, instead of resting in his own tent, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince sneaked into the tent of the young master of the He family.

Xie Zheyuan sneered.

"I don't think there's room for another person in this brat's heart."

Xie Zheyuan clenched his fists, feeling that their relationship was very problematic.

He gritted his voice through his teeth.

"System, we can't let them stay close like this, something will happen."

"The seventh prince is still young now, but this is ancient times, and he has reached the age when he should meet women. How can he always get so close to a man?!"

"This has a big problem with his love orientation. After I go back this time, I will definitely report to the emperor and move this friend away."

He You was looking at the map in the tent, looking for the next suitable base.

Suddenly a small head came in, with a mass of soft hair on it, looking at him with beautiful eyes.

"Why are you here?" He You laughed, "Return to the tent and rest well, this war is not a child's play, I don't know when, maybe it will start."

After two years of tempering, he has matured a lot, and he is no longer as sloppy as he was when he was a child.

The Lord God said as a matter of course: "I want to, look at you."

"Why?" He You rubbed his hair, "Then you can sleep in my tent, so I can take care of any danger."

He You's behavior towards His Highness the Seventh Prince who insisted on following him was a headache, but also a little inhumanly sweet.

The Lord God hummed and changed his words: "It's me who takes care of you."

He You laughed, and let him say that.

If it was two years ago, Shen Shen's martial arts were really better than his.

But not necessarily now.

After all, a deep physique can't store internal energy. Although martial arts are not inferior in general, the upper limit is there.

Ignoring the occasional strange things that happened to him, He You couldn't rest assured of him after all.

This time, it was also agreed that he would be an accompanying logistics, and he was only allowed to follow if he did not go to the battlefield.

When discussing, you can't look at the face of the little highness, especially the eyes, otherwise he will always respond to many unreasonable requests in a fascinated manner.

He thought that the reason why the emperor agreed to this matter was probably because he was bewitched by Tianshen's eyes.

The main god sat across from him, still a little sullen about the retreat of his force.

This depression is only fleeting.

He just didn't use his divine power, if he did, no one in the world would be his match.

Even if thousands of masters join forces to deal with him, it is useless.

He You's eyes were full of the figure of the little highness, until finally he met the little highness's puzzled eyes.

His eyes became softer and he smiled.

When staying with His Highness, he always wanted to smile more.

Even the angry and sad memories in my heart were sunk in my heart.

The flames reflected the silhouettes of the two, and the war between the two countries was finalized in the words of the two talented young men.

"How about this stronghold, we will march into this place tomorrow."

"...not bad."

"Oh, don't you have a better idea?"

"Well... it's better to go east here, here."

"There are many high mountains around here, it is very suitable for defending, it is a good place, but it is difficult to attack, and it is too difficult to occupy."

"No, I want to trap them here."

"Ah?" He You was stunned, thinking that His Royal Highness didn't know the difference in the strength of the two sides, "This is the territory of the Kingdom of Jin. The soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin are famous for their bravery and strength. Although our army's strength has improved in recent years, it is still difficult to fight hard. worked hard."

The main god lowered his eyes, and the shattered light dyed his eyelashes, which seemed to carry other meanings: "But we have firearms."

"That is indeed our advantage, but those bazookas have to be reserved for emergencies, and the number of uses is very limited." He You sighed.