After all, Xie Xiaosheng did not beat Xie Fuyao and let her stay in Fengning with herself.

Although she was angry at her self assertion, Xie Xiaosheng still had something in his heart, because this time at least proved his position in Xie Fuyao's heart.

Xie Fuyao looks at the secret letter from Wei Jingyao. From the letter, he can see that Wei Jingyao is really worried this time, but Xie Fuyao's heart is not half shaken.

Not only for himself, but also for his father and Wei Jingyao. This time, he had to fight.

As a general of Zhaoyuan, his father can't lose this battle. As a new emperor, Wei Jingyao must win this battle.

Only in this way can Jiang's power be revived, and those small tribal countries who are ready to move around and wait for an opportunity can completely give up the idea of launching a war.

Only in this way can the state of Jiang and the surrounding countries return to peace, and the people of Liming can live and work in peace and contentment.

When Xie Fuyao made up his mind, he put Wei Jingyao's affairs behind him and studied the war with his father and other generals every day.

Perhaps there is always some overlap in the transformation of time and space. This time, the war situation is almost the same as what I experienced in my last life.

In the last lifetime, our own combat experience has been summed up through repeated failures and struggles.

And this life is much easier, with the experience of previous life, everything has become familiar.

The success of the first battle has made Xie Jiajun's momentum much higher. Those who used to have a lot of complaints about Xie Fuyao have now turned around and praised him without stint.

"I didn't expect that young master Xie was so skillful in using the art of war. I admire him."

Gao Meng said carelessly, but he couldn't hide the appreciation in his words.

"I used to be reckless in the iron blood camp. Today I'm here to apologize. I hope you don't mind."

"Big brother is serious. I should apologize to you. I offended you many times in the iron blood camp." Xie Fuyao is sincere.

"My old Gao is not such a narrow-minded person. You were also trying to show them a play. I understand, I understand!" Gao Meng waved his hand. He didn't care.

"Mr. Xie really has the style of general Xie in those days. If there is an adopted son like that, general Xie is really lucky."

Xie Xiaosheng looked at Xie Fuyao as his adopted son in the military camp, and he was quite satisfied.

He knows that it's all in the barracks. The new young master Xie is his own illegitimate son, but Xie Xiaosheng doesn't intend to clarify.

After all, this identity is a good shield for Xie Fuyao, and he can blur the past at will.

"It's just a small victory. How can you praise her? I think if you say a few more words, her tail will go up to the sky."

"General, it's useless for you to be modest. We all see the talent of young master Xie in our eyes." Li Dequan said with a smile.

At this moment, Xie Xiaosheng really felt for a moment that Xie Fuyao was really his own son.

Father and son are fighting side by side in the sand filled battlefield. There is no place to talk about their pride and gratification.

In the first World War of the iron blood camp, the blood eared wolf was demoralized, but now it is more difficult to resist.

"The commander took the lead in attacking Fengning city because of his alliance with many Yue countries. Now that they are not as powerful as the enemy, we naturally have to ask them for help." The house horse persuades.

"Fart, I would be ashamed to ask them for help. Our Sirius tribe has always been brave and good at fighting. We don't need their help." The blood ear wolf covered his injured arm and swore.

"Commander, it's not the time to be agitated. Although Sirius tribe has a temporary alliance with doyue and other tribes, our competitive relationship has never changed." The house horse calmly analyzes.

"So what! I'm afraid they won't make it. " The blood ear wolf looks at the miserable situation of the brothers outside, but a kind of blood of the wolf clan rises in his heart.

He longed for revenge, blood, fighting and crushing Xie Jiajun.

"Commander, if the Sirius tribe suffers a big damage, other tribes will bite back and attack. Then our survival will become a problem."

Wuma continued that it was his belief to be wise and to protect himself, and it was the best choice for the Sirius tribe now.

The blood eared wolf knew that what Wu Ma said was right. Now the Sirius tribe is really vulnerable. He gritted his teeth and finally accepted Wu Ma's proposal and turned to duo Yue for help.

Because of the defeat of the Sirius tribe, other tribes refused to attack each other with all their strength. Instead, they tried to pass the buck to each other. The originally insecure alliance relationship is even more fragile now.

On the other hand, Xie Jiajun's morale was even higher because of his repeated victories.

In the face of the daunting and mentally weak enemy, their fighting and attack are more swift and resolute. Under Xie Fuyao's careful deployment, the enemy's defeat has become a foregone conclusion.

In the face of successive victories in the frontier, Wei Jingyao was too excited to help himself.

On the one hand, there is no need to worry about Xie Fuyao's safety. On the other hand, there is real joy. This battle not only beat the rebels of Duoyue, but also made the surrounding tribes completely submit to the foot of Jiang. Wei Zheng's party members, who had been waiting to see Wei Jingyao's jokes and tried to take advantage of the opportunity to rebel, were silent. Wei Jingyao has never been so happy since he ascended the throne. He really wants Xie Fuyao to be able to share the pleasure with him now, but he can only think about it. Although the current war has stopped for the time being, it can not be ruled out that they still have the possibility of resurgence, so Xie Fuyao can not leave now. Wei Jingyao, holding the secret letter in his hand, leans against the window and looks deep into the distance. The leaves in front of Yongan Palace are all over the ground. Xie left in midsummer, and now it is autumn. Sweet scented osmanthus fragrance in the air, chrysanthemum fragrance in the fog, a team of birds skimmed the windowsill, leaving pieces of feathers. The feather fell on Wei Jingyao's fingertips and awakened his heart that had been imprisoned by the imperial palace for a long time. Looking at the birds away, Wei Jingyao suddenly has a bold idea in his heart. If Xie Fuyao can't come back, he can go to find her. In this way, we can tell her all the thoughts, worries and joys of these days, so that she can know her mind. If Wei Jingyao was still the king of Chu, he would have set out without any scruples, but now, as the king of the state of Jiang, he has too many things to consider. For the sake of Jiang Guo, he has wronged Xie Fuyao too many times and bound himself too many times. This time, Wei Jingyao wanted to be willful, just for his own heart