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Towards evening, the cleaning of the battlefield came to an end.
Zhan Mijiang's long-suppressed mood was released today, and it seemed as if overwhelming pride emerged from his heart.
This was the first time the two armies fought, and Ye Guo won so heartily.
"The way to use troops, which is usually a bit awkward in the past, is particularly clear today. He is born to be a general. He knows how to use troops and how to fight."
Some time ago, the hands and feet suddenly became his hand. Where is the opponent of Yi Guo's master?
After winning such a battle, he went to the barracks to drink and eat meat with his brothers as before, drinking hundreds of cups at night.
There was a buzz of people around him. He was extremely skilled in such an environment and felt like a fish in water.
By the time we finished eating and drinking, it was already the moonlight.
The moonlight tonight is exceptionally bright, and when it shines over the military camp, it makes the military camp appear somewhat disproportionately elegant.
Zhan Mijiang's eyes were bright, and he was thinking about how to use his troops tomorrow, and then he opened the door of his room.
The moonlight shines in from the window, and the people in the house are not asleep yet.
When she saw the door opened, her anxious heart was relieved.
"Your Majesty" As if she were a fairy under the moon, she walked over, slightly annoyed: "Why are you drinking so much?"
Zhan Mijiang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that she was still waiting for him.
Before going to the battlefield, she obviously wanted to come back to accompany her after the war. She has not had a good appetite recently, and she would only eat more when he was with her.
But somehow, after the battle, he actually forgot everything.
It seems like a year ago, he is still the war general galloping on the battlefield. He has killed countless enemies and is the world-famous God of War.
He doesn¡¯t have a wife, and he doesn¡¯t know any Rao Mei. He has someone he likes, named
Zhan Mijiang paused, then smiled helplessly.
What happened to him recently? Why does he keep thinking about the original owner?
¡°Maybe it¡¯s because I¡¯ve killed too many people recently, and I always recall King Xun¡¯s past in my dreams.
Zhan Mijiang thought so and hugged her into his arms.
"Did you have a good meal tonight?"
The little fairy in his arms frowned and pushed him away with a hint of disgust: "You smell of blood."
She couldn¡¯t smell the smell of blood, so she kept burning incense in the room. Every time he left the battlefield, he would carefully wash off the blood stains on his body, put on smoked clothes, and wait until there was no blood smell on his body before he came in.
But today after he got off the battlefield, he went to drink wine and eat meat with his brothers. Although he still remembered to take a shower and change clothes, the smell of blood that penetrated his body began to faintly come out again.
After being pushed away, Zhan Mijiang's body froze.
The little fairy didn't see his stiffness, and just continued to say with a coquettish tone: "What happened to you today? I never smelled blood on you before."
He feels sorry for her. He feels like she is suffering if she eats less on weekdays. What happened today
"The blood on my body is all the enemy's blood. Do you think it smells bad?" Zhan Mijiang's eyes were cold, and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes when he looked at her: "If it weren't for the bad-smelling blood, this country would have been destroyed long ago. The country is subjugated!¡±
The little fairy was suddenly scolded and looked at him at a loss.
Of course she didn't really dislike him. Compared with those who thought he was bloodthirsty and ruthless, she knew very well that if it weren't for the general in front of her, those who scolded him behind his back would not be alive and could still curse themselves. The country¡¯s patron saint? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com