The Empress’ Livestream

Seven Hundred and Twentieth Five: Before the Gate of Jiamen (5)

The pitch-black sky is like thick ink, with only a little moonlight falling on the ground.

The soldiers on Jiang Pengji's side were ready to go, and quietly left the camp in the dark, and the situation on Yang Jian's side was similar.

The other vassal forces are still dreaming of life and death, continuing the previous tradition of pleasure, and there is no sign of constant quarrels during the day.

Before Jiang Pengji left, Liu She had been notified, and he sent someone to help cover it up, so that no one would find out that the two campers had gone to the empty building.

"The weather is so cold, and it's still dark night, Yang Jian and the others are going to cross the river against the road..."

Fengzhen was wrapped in heavy clothes and had a brand new Tang Pozi in his arms, so he still felt cold. It was hard for him to imagine how Yang Jian's troops could cross the river in the opposite direction. No matter how good the water was, their lives were still in danger in the face of the rushing and icy water.

Thinking of stripping off his clothes and jumping into the water and going against the water, Fengzhen's small body couldn't help shivering, and his lips turned whiter.

Jiang Pengji smiled, and she said, "Who told you they had to jump into the water?"

"Eh?" Feng Zhen was surprised, "But didn't Yang Jian and the others choose the waterway? If they crossed the river with boats, let alone whether there are enough boats, their strength is not many, but there are 15,000, how can they cross the river smoothly? No, did Yang Jian hide something?"

Jiang Pengji smiled without saying a word, "Anyway, it's enough for them to cross the river smoothly, and we need to work harder here."

Chenzhou is regarded as the border of the south, no matter how steep and steep the mountain peak is, it is limited.

However, surrounded by mountains, if there is no guide with an excellent sense of direction, it is true that it is easy to get lost.

"Fortunately, it's still a cold season. If the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming or the summer is hot, the miasma in the mountains, the capture of wild animals, snakes, insects, rats and ants are enough for our army to eat a pot." In order to facilitate the march and reduce the burden, Meng Hun took off half of the armor on his body and only protected the fatal parts. "It's cold now, but it's easier. It would be better if it was daytime, so I won't be unable to see the road clearly."

Marching at night is prone to trouble. Due to lack of nutrition, many soldiers have night blindness and their vision is blocked. Even though Jiang Pengji had greatly improved the food in the barracks, and issued torches for lighting in units of 50 people, the difficulty of marching was still very high.

Jiang Pengji adjusted her strategy, letting the pawns with strong bodies and clear ears clear the way in front, and cleared a path, while the pawns with weak eyesight and physical strength were in the middle and rear. If the pawns who cleared the way are tired, let another team make up to ensure that they move forward at a uniform speed.

"...if it is daytime,

The actions of us and Yang Jian's troops may not be able to hide the truth from other princes. " Li Yun and Dian Yin are both in front of the team. The silver spear that was originally used to reap the lives of the enemy has now become a crutch for him to test the way, and he doesn't even feel distressed. How dare we take a slanted sword and bypass Jiamen Pass..."

The road was too rough, Yang Si and Feng Zhen had already dismounted and walked, and they were panting and sweating profusely after walking.

Li Yun turned to Yang Sidao, "Sir, are you tired? How about Yun carrying you?"

Yang Si was still reserved. After all, Li Yun was a charge general, so he had to retain a certain amount of physical strength.

The mountain road is so rugged, he was already exhausted after walking for a while, if Li Yun was to carry him on his back, wouldn't he be exhausted?

Therefore, he reservedly chose to refuse, but there was someone with a much thicker skin than him.

Feng Zhen said, "Han Mei, you are partial, and I am tired too, why don't you say you will carry me?"

Li Yun blinked innocently, and then repeated obediently, "Sir, are you tired? How about you, Yunbei?"

Feng Zhen nodded immediately, "Yes, yes!"

Jiang Pengji hesitated for a while, and then said, "Cheke is making trouble?"

Feng is really surprised, what do you mean?

Yang Si snorted and mocked, "Say you're shameless."

Seeing the two counselors who were about to fight, Li Yun could only stand aside and watch anxiously.

"Let's just push people away, why not give them time to fight?" Jiang Pengji passed by Li Yun, raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Oh, the combined age of the two of them is already fifty or sixty, It's still so noisy, isn't it embarrassing?"

The advantage of Li Yun's child is sincerity. Jiang Pengji told him to carry people away, but he really resisted Fengzhen.

Yang Si: "..."

Once again, this power group is really poisonous!

Although it was late at night, the Immortal Cultivation Party in the live broadcast room was still in high spirits, almost watching this farce with a smile.

[Hua Zhuo Zhuo]: Haha, Li Yun x Fengzhen, I ate this sweet cp.

[Flying Dragon]: You fickle little goblins, you were eating Yang Si x Feng's real CP a while ago, so you changed your mind so quickly.

[And there is no need to say more]: No, anchor, you should hurry up and introduce all kinds of girls. You have a group of old men under your command, and you are not afraid that they will fall in love with each other for a long time. For example, a high-quality rich son-in-law like Li Yun, he cannot be allowed to enter the corrupt family!

Jiang Pengji looked at the barrage that filled the screen, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

She planned to poison the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Hammy?"

"What's the matter, my lord?"

Jiang Pengji asked, "How are you and Wan'er doing?"

What?

Whether it was the counselors and generals at the scene or the 150,000 melon-eating spectators, they all opened their ears—there was gossip!

Li Yun's eyes dodged, and his cheeks flushed a little.

"Miss Wan is very nice... why did the lord suddenly mention this?"

As soon as this remark came out, the barrage in the live broadcast room turned into booing "Yo Yo Yo" again.

"Miss Wan? Isn't that the head of the Women's Department of the Government Affairs Department? Hanmei taught her martial arts, could it be that he hooked up with her at that time? There are not many single ladies with family background and talents in Maruzhou. I started to pick it early, so that no one would miss—”

Li Yun smiled wryly, "Sir, the horoscope has not been written yet."

Feng Zhen lay on Li Yun's back and raised his hand to pat him on the head.

"If there is no one left, then you should use a pen to write that one on."

Yang Si shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's so rare, maybe in a few months, Maruzhou will be able to hold a serious wedding event."

The people under Jiang Pengji's subordinates, the ratio of married and unmarried is basically the same.

Yang Si is an older single, but her requirements are extremely high, and she would rather sleep in flowers and sleep in willows than find a mistress for the back house.

Since Feng Zhen killed his wife, An Xin has become a widower. He is also a flower street and Liu Lane, singing and singing day and night.

Of course, now he is busy with government affairs or fighting wars, let alone looking for Miss Sister, he doesn't even have time to look for Fifth Miss.

Jiang Pengji booed, "At that time, I will give you a few more months' salary in advance, Han Mei, and the gift money for the gift will come according to their salary."

Several people joined forces to ridicule Li Yun, who is no match for Li Yun, and after a while he was embarrassed and didn't know how to walk.

Hearing the teasing voices of several people, Li Yun wished he could get under the ground.

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