When Ajia saw Jiang Zhili speak, she stood up without any hesitation and said, "Since it is the Crown Princess's order, Ajia will do it!"
The surrounding soldiers were silent for a moment, and then began to make a noise, especially the tribal soldier, who looked very happy.
Although they were making a lot of noise, there was not a trace of vulgar or ambiguous expression on their faces. The female soldiers, led by Ajia, were beautiful but thorny.
Ajia walked to the campfire with a long sword in his hand, and a tribal man came out from among the soldiers. He was holding a unique musical instrument of the tribe, a huqin.
The tribal man looked at Ajia with a smile in his eyes, and there was a hint of admiration in them. It was obvious that he was looking at his sweetheart.
Everyone cheered, and Ajia was not shy at all. Instead, she drew out the sword in her hand with a bright smile on her face.
Jiang Zhili was infected by the atmosphere. She turned her head to look at Yuan Mo beside her, but found that the man was staring at her...
The eyes are gentle and affectionate.
The slightly lonely yet vast sound of the huqin sounded, and Ajia danced with a long sword by the campfire, and the crowd burst into cheers from time to time.
Jiang Zhili looked at the Khatun sitting on the other side of him and found that Khatun was also looking at Ajia by the campfire with a smile on his face...
She stretched out her hand and hooked Yuan Mo's slender knuckles, signaling him to leave the tent with her eyes.
The two men stood up one after another and walked out of the tent. The atmosphere in the tent was lively and not many people noticed their departure.
Jiang Zhili was the first to leave the tent. Outside the tent, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The cold wind was blowing fiercely. The next moment, a cloak was draped over her shoulders.
Yuan Mo stood behind her, his words filled with doting: "What should we do if you keep losing things?"
Jiang Zhili felt a stir in her heart, turned around and held the man's hand, which had distinct joints, and was warm and dry.
"The scenery at the border is vast, we can take a walk there," she said with sparkling eyes, pulling Yuan Mo outside.
This place is where Japan intersects. Although the environment is desolate, it is also very vast.
Yuan Mo's dark eyes swept across the desolate land. He tightened his big hand around the small one, and said in a very gentle tone, "The border is tough, but with my beloved by my side, I feel that everywhere is beautiful."
The two walked forward side by side.
Torches were burning all around the camp. The entire camp was very large, and patrolling soldiers would be encountered from time to time. There were also soldiers guarding the camp all around.
Yuan Mo looked a little unhappy.
Being alone with Zhizhi, he didn't want to be disturbed from time to time, so he took his beloved's hand and came to the most desolate area of the camp.
There are not many soldiers guarding this place. Although there are patrols, the frequency is not high. The reason is that there is a cliff in front of this place. Even if the enemy wants to enter, they cannot climb up the cliff.
The wind was very strong on the cliff. Although Jiang Zhili was wearing a cloak, his nose was still red from the cold wind. Looking at the man who was only wearing a long robe, his face did not show any fear, and even his hands were very warm.
She couldn't help but sigh, he was indeed the son of destiny, even his physique was stronger than hers who had taken elixirs.
At this moment, the man took the initiative to let go of her hand, and there was a hint of pity in his tone: "Zhizhi, I feel a little cold. The wind is still very strong on the cliff."
Yuan Mo's eyes were fixed on her cloak.
Jiang Zhili: "..."
Your palms are still warm, how dare you say you are cold?
Seeing that Jiang Zhili didn't answer, Yuan Mo sniffed and said, "It's okay, Zhizhi. It's not that cold. Although I'm wearing thin clothes, I can bear it."
The man's eyes were bright.
How could Jiang Zhili not understand his thoughts? She opened her hands.
"Put on your cloak to keep warm, and come inside for a while."
The next moment, the man held her in his arms.
Yuan Mo held the person in his arms, and felt his heart calm down. His wandering soul had found its home.
The master was right, she was his destined one.
"Zhizhi..." His voice was gentle and full of affection.
Jiang Zhili hugged the man's strong waist back. Just as she was about to speak, she felt her body lighten. The next moment, she was carried by the man to the back of a tent.
There were no candles lit in the tents in this row, as the soldiers inside had all gone to the military banquet.
At this time, there was a rustling sound coming from the front.
"Someone is coming," Yuan Mo responded quickly.
He untied her cloak, turned it over and put it back on her shoulders.
This cloak has two sides, one white and the other black.
The white color is very conspicuous at night, and the black color blends into the night.
When Jiang Zhili heard the man say this, she looked ahead and saw two sneaky people in night clothes running towards her with their backs bent, looking at something in their hands.
Look at that short figure, he is the Japanese across the street.
Jiang Zhili looked at the man beside him and questioned him with his eyes.
Yuan Mo leaned close to her ear, and his warm breath sprayed on her earlobe, making it feel tingling...
"A few days ago, a map leaked from the army. These two Japanese must be after the food supplies."
The map was used to confuse the Japanese. On the way to the border, he brought the news that the Japanese royal family was hung on the city wall to Japan using the identity of Prince Chrysanthemum.
The letter not only mentioned in detail the three royal family members who were hung on the city wall, but also bluntly stated that he (Prince Chrysanthemum) was in danger and was afraid that he would not live long. The map of the military camp was obtained with great difficulty, and he hoped that the border guards would make good use of it.
After receiving the letter, Japan was extremely furious and discussed overnight how to attack Mingyuan. As for the map, they also sent spies to sneak into the Mingyuan military camp to burn the food and grass.
Losing four members of the royal family is heartbreaking. Japan is eager to make Ming Yuan pay the price immediately!
It's just that Ming Yuan has allied with the tribe now, so it's difficult to take action. But anger makes people lose their minds, so if a frontal attack doesn't work, they will send people to sneak in. Anyway, they have a map!
Jiang Zhili asked the two people in front of him: "When will you start?"
"Now!" Yuan Mo narrowed his eyes. After hugging Jiang Zhili tightly, he flashed and rushed towards the two people in front.
The two Japanese men only felt a black shadow flash before their eyes, and the next moment they were attacked by murderous intent.
The three of them fought each other, and dozens of moves were exchanged in an instant.
Jiang Zhili, who was hiding behind the tent, was dazzled. It seemed that Yuan Mo had the upper hand, but it was still a one-on-two situation, and she could not help much.
A moment later, an inconspicuous black shadow walked around the tent and headed towards the direction where the soldiers were.
When Jiang Zhili arrived with Jiang Yanli and a group of people, Yuan Mo had already knocked the two Japanese to the ground.
"Are you okay?" Jiang Zhili walked quickly to Yuan Mo's side with an expression of extreme concern on her face.
The soldiers who arrived surrounded the place, and the torches in their hands lit up the place as bright as day.
Yuan Mo shook Jiang Zhili's hand, with a hint of grievance in his voice, and raised his left arm.
The arm was cut and blood was seeping out.
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