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It was not until noon that Wang Dingjun rushed back with his men. He was tired, needless to say, but everyone was in a good mental state. The first thing he did after entering the city was to make the people in the city ready for the war.

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

Zhao Sanlang secretly grabbed Wang Dingjun and asked, "what did you do? Is it not to delay the army of North Vietnam? "

"Yes."

"Well..." He pointed to the army with no less people and asked, "why didn't you get on the bar? How on earth did you delay people? "

"Want to know?" Wang Dingjun blinked his eyes, Zhao Sanlang beat his fist, "love to say not to say, anyway, this childe will know."

"Then wait until you know for yourself." Wang Dingjun yawned and patted each other on the shoulder, "I'm sleepy. I don't want to chat with you."

Zhao Sanlang gazed at his far away back and muttered: "it's still this dead virtue. I don't know who can look up to him."

"Zhao Sanlang!" A voice came from behind, some familiar and some strange.

He suddenly turned his head and saw a familiar and strange face. He was stunned.

The other side came step by step, wearing the armor of a medium-sized general, with a tall and straight figure.

"You Why are you here? " After a busy night, he even saw this man. How could he appear on the battlefield in his capacity?

"I joined the army." Once a young face has been completely open, handsome no doubt, but the expression is still single, the eyes are still cold, only when you see Zhao Sanlang, there will be a little temperature.

Zhao Sanlang has not seen the little princess for many years, and many memories come in one after another, but none of them is a happy thing.

They are not too familiar, but they are not unfamiliar. Zhao Sanlang has forgotten the feeling of secretly falling in love with Princess Huizhu, but he still remembers the feeling of being teased by this boy every time.

"Hehe, the prince of the county is really suitable for the battlefield, but how could the princess agree to let you come here?"

The little princess's face suddenly cooled down and said coldly, "she is very busy now. How can I remember the son of this king?"

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

"Does the prince know that the prince is here?"

The little princess shook his head. "There are 100000 soldiers in the army. The prince has not found out the existence of the king. Now the king is just a junior officer."

Zhao Sanlang admires his willpower. With his identity, he can become a senior official in the army. He is safe and not tired, and his military achievements are fast. After plating a layer of gold, he can open his own government and break away from the restriction of the princess's office.

Zhao Sanlang scratched his head, and some of them didn't know how to communicate with him. Their relationship was never said with his mouth. Every time he was beaten or ridiculed by the other party, he suddenly calmed down and was not used to it.

"I'm still busy. I'll talk about it when the war is over." The little princess offered to leave, and Zhao Sanlang nodded. When this kind of war was coming, it was really not suitable for reminiscence.

"Wait..." Zhao Sanlang called out to him. Seeing that he looked back and didn't know what to say, he took out the dagger hidden in his boot and handed it to him, "here you are. Pay attention to your safety."

The other party's eyes returned to warm a few degrees, took the dagger and said thanks, then turned and left.

Zhao Sanlang stood in his place and pondered over the picture just now. He always felt that something was wrong. It was strange.

He found Prince Zhao and told the story of the little princess. However, the other party just nodded and said, "I know this only. Since he wants to be promoted by virtue of his strength, he will not interfere."

Well, it turns out that people have already known, but they just don't care.

"By the way, listen to Tang Yue, have you ever admired Princess Huizhu?" The crown prince Zhao said coldly.

Zhao Sanlang secretly scolded Tang Yue and said with a smile: "it's the old almanac. I'm young. Ha ha..."

"Oh, that's good." Prince Zhao's inexplicable answer.

Zhao Sanlang wanted to know what was good, but he didn't dare to ask directly. He could only surmise that the prince's highness would introduce him?

His age is really not small. His younger sons are already the father of two children. It's time to find a daughter-in-law for his mother and have a grandson to play with.

Thinking of his mother who was far away in Yecheng, Zhao Sanlang was full of energy. He tried so hard to change his lazy style in order not only for himself, but also for his mother.

Although his father was dead, he still wanted to show him his achievements and prove that he was not inferior to his brother.

"Dong Dong..." The war drum on the top of the tower suddenly rings. Prince Zhao and Zhao Sanlang look at each other, and their faces are dignified.

"It's much faster than you expected. Prepare for the war."

"Here it is Zhao Sanlang put on his helmet, took out a whistle, blew a long and short whistle, and led the black armour guard to run to a hidden place.

Wang Dingjun had just eaten a bowl of hot noodles and was about to lie down when he heard the drums. He dressed himself up again and ran out with his weapons.Without his order to assemble, the 30000 soldiers had already run out of their barracks and assembled at the street corner.

"I know that everyone is very tired and like rest. But when the enemy attacks, we can't sleep well. Maybe when we wake up, the sky will change, and we will have to sleep forever. In this case, we might as well lead everyone to do something within our ability."

"It's up to the general to decide!" Wang Dingjun completely tamed the 30000 soldiers in only one night, and even Prince Zhao expressed his deep praise for him.

In fact, he didn't do anything, just let people destroy the road that must be passed. To destroy a path on the cliff is very simple. He only needs to cut a section of the road.

Of course, he not only let people chisel out a section of the road, but also moved stones to block a section of the road. It was laborious work, so everyone was very tired.

But it's so much better than fighting. At least they just sweat and don't need to shed blood or tears.

The war lasted for three days. After three days, the enemy left tens of thousands of lives and fled with the remaining troops.

The prince ordered the quick light cavalry to chase and stop them, and made an important decision looking at the devastated city wall.

When Tang Yue received a letter from Prince Zhao again, it was a month after the battle. He came over all day in fear that he would see Prince Zhao carried back.

In his letter, Prince Zhao briefly introduced the process and results of the campaign. Tang Yue understood only that the Southern Jin Dynasty had won. Prince Zhao allowed five days for the wounded to recuperate and the tired soldiers to have a good rest. He also negotiated with several generals on a more stable attack bill.

Tang Yue saw Prince Zhao's ambition from the letter. This time, Prince Zhao made up his mind to go all the way to Beiyue's nest.

"Lang Jun, didn't your highness win the battle? All the ministers said that his highness was the reincarnation of the God of war. " He said happily.

Tang Yue helplessly smiles: "what God of war reincarnated? It's just their own imagination. If there's something in it, what else do you need to fight? "

Tang Yue secretly turned his lips. How many officials in the court sincerely cared about the safety of Prince Zhao? It's all a bunch of hindsight.

"If there is a God, they can go to the God and worship the Buddha."

The more Tang Dynasty finished reading the letter, the content of Prince Zhao's letter was extremely simple. In addition to describing the war situation, he cared about his body and life. It can be seen that more and more, Prince Zhao wrote less and less letters, the content was more and more simple, and the handwriting was more and more scribbled.

In black and white, he couldn't imagine the cruelty and difficulty of the war, but Prince Zhao came through little by little. He also wanted to continue to attack, and he couldn't even admire him.

"Winter is gone and spring is coming. It seems that the cloak and cotton socks you prepared for your highness are useless."

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

"Ah? Didn't your highness win the battle? It's said that North Vietnam has been beaten down with heavy casualties. It must have been unable to resist. Everyone is saying that his highness will be back soon. "

"Where did you come from? It's quite complete."

"Of course, slaves have their channels. Don't underestimate those lower class people. Sometimes news spreads fastest."

Tang Yue laughs and shakes his head, "this childe has never seen anyone small."

"Don't say that. There are too many things to prepare this time. I'll give you an important task. "You say so." He straightened his chest and looked at Tang Yue with bright eyes.

"We need to prepare a lot of food and weapons for the prince. One of them is backpack. This needs to be customized. Tens of thousands of them need to be made in ten days. You are responsible for this."

He is a little timid. If he messed up, he would be sorry for more than one person.

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

He nodded, "well, I'm sure I'll take good care of them. I won't let them have a chance to be lazy."

Tang Yue wants to say that laziness is the second. He just wants to let he have something to do. Don't swing back and forth in front of himself.