Other countries followed suit, ceding their impoverished border cities to Chang Zhanwang. From then on, Chang Zhanwang became famous and entered military strategy books as the 109th most notable figure in history.
"Brother Qiao, Brother Pan, why aren't you out having fun with everyone?"
Qiao Zhen quickly straightened up and moved her bottom to the side, a little further away from Pan Zhao. However, she accidentally dropped the military strategy book on the ground. She bent down to pick it up and said, "I was reading some books with Pan Zhao. I just borrowed them from the general."
She nudged Pan Zhao in the back with her elbow.
Pan Zhao stood up. "It doesn't look good. I'll go out and have some fun with you guys. We'll have wine and meat to eat, won't we?"
Yes! Plenty!
Qiao Zhen watched the two of them leave arm in arm. She breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she planned to return the military strategy book. It contained the strategies that General Ge used in battle, as well as some notes and scribbles by him. If it were leaked, she would be held accountable.
But when she inadvertently glanced at the pattern on Chang Zhanwang's spear, her gaze sharpened, and she almost pressed her eyes against it to see the icon. It was a red pattern that looked like a ball of fire falling, and Pan Zhao seemed to have one on his body as well.
I saw it behind Pan Zhao's shoulder when Qiao Zhen was seducing him, but Pan Zhao's skin was bronze, so you really couldn't tell unless you looked closely.
But Qiao Zhen still needs to confirm it.
night.
The camp was brightly lit by campfires, where rough men were gnawing on meat and drinking alcohol, some even dead drunk. Pan Zhao mingled among them, grinning sheepishly no matter what others said, occasionally chiming in, but never touching a drop of alcohol.
Qiao Zhen chatted with the rough men as she walked towards Pan Zhao. She handed him a chicken leg with a piece of meat missing, saying, "There's a campfire over there, wanna go play?"
Pan Zhao looked at Qiao Zhen's face against the campfire. She didn't have Yan Rupu's cuteness, nor Yan Ruyu's beauty, but he simply liked her. "Okay."
Since this was their first date, how could they not do something intimate? So Qiao Zhen put her arm around the back of Pan Zhao's neck.
However, the two of them were in an awkward position. Qiao Zhen looked at her dangling feet and could only let go and land on the ground, comparing the difference between 1.6 meters and 1.9 meters.
Pan Zhao secretly chuckled to himself. He stretched out his arm and put his arm around Qiao Zhen, their intimate behavior bordering on homosexuality, yet both he and Qiao Zhen appeared completely at ease.
Qiao Zhen felt that her height was a major disadvantage, and that she felt pressured standing close to Pan Zhao because of the height difference. So she broke free from Pan Zhao's arm, saying, "You're too heavy!"
She turned around and climbed onto Pan Zhao, then sat on his shoulders. Pan Zhao cooperated by supporting Qiao Zhen's feet with his large hands.
If Qiao Zhen were to fart at this moment...
Wow! That scene is too beautiful to imagine.
Qiao Zhen bent down and tugged at Pan Zhao's collar like a monkey, trying to make out the patterns on his skin from memory, but she couldn't make them out clearly. His bronze skin seemed to blend into the darkness. She tilted her head and leaned close to Pan Zhao's ear, "Let's go to the campfire."
Pan Zhao obediently followed her instructions and successfully squeezed into the campfire. Facing the fire, his back appeared even darker.
"Turn around."
Pan Zhao turned around.
Qiao Zhen bent down and looked at the pattern on his shoulder that was exactly the same as the one on Chang Zhanwang's spear. She then silently straightened Pan Zhao's clothes and said to him, "Don't let anyone get too close to you in the future, not even men."
Hearing Qiao Zhen's words, which sounded almost like a declaration of sovereignty, Pan Zhao grinned like a silly deer and said, tilting his head, "Okay."
Their faces were very close, their breaths mingling, their pupils seemingly only able to contain each other. Qiao Zhen blushed, straightened up, and then bossed them around, "Go over there, there's more barbecue over there!"
Pan Zhao rudely intimidated others with his fierce expression, then snatched a few skewers of roasted thighs.
Qiao Zhen was holding a skewer of grilled thigh meat, while Pan Zhao had several more skewers, all of which were hers, hehehe.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Ge Jun was eating meat and drinking wine in Dongluan City, and the training began to become more rigorous. Yan Jun was also about to arrive.
"Qiao Zhen, you will come with me to greet General Yan."
Qiao Zhen shook her head, "No." She had seen Yan Rujue and Yan Rupu before, and if she were recognized, it would be a capital offense. "You should let Pan Zhao go with them. Don't underestimate him just because he's a bit simple-minded; sometimes fools are lucky."
"Very well." General Ge straightened his military uniform and then ordered the soldiers around him, "Go and have the boys open the city gates to welcome Yan's army."
Yan Jun's army was stationed in a grand procession below the city walls of Dongluan City, waiting for General Yan's order to launch a fierce attack.
Before General Yan could give the order, the gates of Dongluan City opened from the inside.
General Ge stood on the city wall, looking at General Yan with a smug expression. "Hahahaha, old man Yan, I'm one step ahead of you. Today I'll open the city gates and welcome you in. Don't be too moved by our camaraderie!"
Hearing General Ge's demonic laughter, Qiao Zhen's left leg stiffened as she took a step, almost causing her to fall and bleed profusely, but fortunately she managed to regain her balance in time.
General Yan looked very embarrassed, but he was already at the gate of Dongluan City. If he didn't go in, where would the face of his Yan family army be? So he entered the city gate with a sour face.
General Ge, seemingly oblivious to General Yan's embarrassment, stroked his small mustache and said, "Oh dear! It's rare for this general to win against you, so old man Yan must do me the honor of having a drink with you!"
Qiao Zhen, who was secretly watching, covered her face. Her teammate was too embarrassing. Was it too late for her to choose a different teammate? Wasn't General Ge rubbing salt into her wounds? General Yan was superior to General Ge in every way, except for the crucial battle that determined his promotion. General Yan lost completely.
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