Chapter 43, My Good Girl

"General..." Zhao Xiong was about to mention their affairs to Fu Jiezi again, but he was beaten back by Fu Jiezi's fierce eyes. Knowing that it was useless to say it again, he couldn't help sighing heavily.

Fu Jiezi dragged his long gun and said, "The Xiongnu swore troops to come here. They must be tired. Don't be afraid! The bloody and brave body, the teacher of the tiger, can still fight to the death!"

Huo Yi looked at the dust like a drooping cloud behind him, and his heart was full of cold air. He knew that there were more bad luck and less luck this time. He looked at Su Qiaoer and felt that it was really wrong for this girl to follow him.

Fu Jiezi transferred the team and waited quietly at this time. He did not escape. Now this distance can't escape at all. If he escapes, his morale must be low. If he doesn't mess himself up, there is no hope of winning.

Huo Yi's hand trembled a little and said to Su Qiaoer, "Sister Qiaoer, you can hide better later. Don't come out anyway!" Su Qiaoer also knew that the matter was serious and nodded like a puppet.

Fu Jiezi looked at Su Qiaoer and asked, "Are you afraid?" Su Qiaoer nodded honestly.

Fu Jiezi suddenly took out a dagger from his arms and handed it to her, saying, "After a battle, the outcome is unpredictable. If I don't have the ability to protect you, you can do it yourself." Su Qiaoer took the heavy dagger and understood what Fu Jiezi meant.

If it is really not guaranteed, only the jade is burned.

Su Qiaoer bit her lip and nodded firmly. Fu Jiezi pressed her shoulders and said word by word, "I would rather die than humiliate. This is my good girl!" Su Qiaoer's heart was slightly confused, and she had another love for Fu Jiezi that she had never had before.

There is a feeling in the world that there is nothing, and there is something in the world.

Her impression of Fu Jiezi at first was that she was afraid, and the best thing was admiring. She did not have children's private feelings, and she was too young to understand these things. After the acquiescence of Father Su and the Han army, and the relationship with these days, especially after Fu Jiezi forced her to drink the bowl of horse blood, her heart has changed subtly.

Su Qiaoer suddenly felt very warm, smiled faintly, and lowered her head shyly.

Fu Jiezi saw her smile, but he didn't laugh. He just patted her gently on the shoulder. Six years ago, the situation was vaguely similar, but Yin Yin was far smarter than this girl. She tricked herself into leaving, led the Xiongnu army alone, and never came back.

Fu Jiezi suddenly felt that he was useless.

It is the incompetence of men to make women appear on the battlefield.

Huo Yi and the Wu brothers were responsible for the wounded, and Lu Ming was Fu Jiezi's deputy general, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Xiongnu soldiers.

"General, there seem to be tens of thousands of people..." Lu Mingyue said that he was less and more confident. He looked at the dark in front of him, and then looked at the sporadic people on his side. This was a war without suspense, and he was determined to lose.

Fu Jiezi was also suddenly stunned. The number of people came far more than he thought. It looked vast and no less than 10,000 people.

Su Qiaoer also saw it and couldn't help holding the knife tightly. She knew that this knife would be stabbed in sooner or later, and she would never be humiliated by others!

Lu Ming asked tentatively, "General, why don't we escape..."

Fu Jiezi frowned deeply and said, "It doesn't seem to be the army of the Xiongnu." Lu Ming was a little excited when he heard this. If it weren't for the Xiongnu soldiers, it could only be the Han army or elite soldiers. More than 100 pairs of eyes looked carefully. After a long time, they could vaguely see the flag. Fu Jiezi guessed that the Han army had arrived.

After a while, under the banner, a huge word "Geng" moved with the wind.

It's the Han army in Dunhuang!

Fu Jiezi suddenly felt relaxed and looked back at Su Qiaoer, but when he saw that the girl was still holding the dagger, as if facing a big enemy, he couldn't help feeling pity and emotion. But for the sake of caution, he did not disarm.

At this time, the Han army in front of him also stopped and scolded Hou and rushed over.

"Sure enough, he is a Han Chinese!" Hou shouted, shook the small flag in his hand a few times, got off the horse and bowed to Fu Jiezi, "Which one is the general in the Shenlong Camp in Dunhuang?"

Fu Jiezi was greatly relieved that this life was picked up.

"We are the Han envoy ordered to Dawan beg for horses. This eldest brother is led by General Geng, the governor of Dunhuang?" Huo Yi was excited for a moment and rushed to ask.

He scolded Hou: "Exactly. I'll go and inform you. Please wait a moment.

The whole Han delegation cheered and was chased by the Xiongnu for so many days. Now they have met a large army and are safe.

Fu Jiezi returned to the army to visit the wounded. Su Qiaoer was still holding a dagger. Fu Jiezi smiled and said, "I don't need it now. My good girl, give me the dagger and scratch your hand carefully." Su Qiaoer was a little bored. Just now, she was still thinking about messy things, and she was not ashamed at all. Now when she thinks about it, she is embarrassed.

For the rest of my life after the disaster, I often feel not happiness, but emptiness.

Su Qiaoer watched Fu Jiezi sort out the team and shouted immediately. She was a little crazy, thinking that she would become his good girl in the future, and she was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Fu Jiezi sorted out the team and approached the garrison of Dunhuang. Fu Jiezi counted a little, with about 30,000 people and miles ahead, and the Chinese army was at the front. At this time, a team of people rushed to this side, and the number of people was about 200. Fu Jiezi hit the horse and looked at the man's clothes. It should be Geng Long, the governor of Dunhuang.

And the person who excited Fu Jiezi the most was not him, but a Taoist priest beside him.

His uncle, Yuantong.

Fu Jiezi suddenly disaped from the horse and came forward to greet him. His skills were all taught by Yuantong, and his master, Yin Yin's father, Yin Jiuzhong, just gave a name and taught some classic morality, and the methods of these warlocks were all taught by Yuan Tong, but he was dedicated to revenge and did not pay attention to it.

Geng Long seems to be only in his early thirties. He looks dignified, but the color of the wind and dust is too heavy, and he seems to be worried.

Su Qiaoer looked at Geng Long, then looked at Yuan Tong, and then looked at Fu Jiezi. She still felt that "home" was better.

Geng Long also disarranged from afar, and the soldiers did not have the same politeness in officialdom. Geng Long had heard the prestige of Fu Jiezi's "big man iron hand" for a long time, and he was also very impressed in his heart, but Fu Jiezi fought a surprise attack, and he defended Dunhuang and fought defensively, which was not the same.

After the two met, Fu Jiezi turned to Yuan Tong and said, "Uncle."

Yuantong is 40 years old. He probably knows some ways of health preservation. He looks like more than 30 years old. At this time, he is dressed in a Taoist robe and a pine sword hanging on his waist. He can really see some immortal bones of Taoism. Seeing Fu Jiezi, he laughed and said, "Why are you as tired as a monkey?"

Fu Jiezi smiled bitterly and said, "I was forced to make my uncle laugh." Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Uncle, have you quit drinking?" Yuan Tong was a little embarrassed and laughed, "Hey, quit, she doesn't like it..." He said again and said, "You talk about business first. Huo three, let's talk about it.

Huo Yi ranked third at home and said respectfully, "I have met Uncle Taishi. Can you give me some water first..."