It’s clearly a completely unfamiliar term.
But suddenly, it just popped into my mind, as if it’s a habit deeply ingrained in my soul.
Yet, when this term suddenly appeared, Yu Siqiao was again perplexed.
Cell phone... what exactly is it?
Yu Siqiao pondered for a mont and looked at the ssenger, "Is there anything else they said?"
The ssenger struggled to recall, but still shook his head, "No, that’s it."
"Alright," Yu Siqiao responded quietly, "Thanks."
The ssenger thought Yu Siqiao might get angry, but to his surprise, he was quite easygoing.
The ssenger secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.
Yu Siqiao looked at those two words and an exclamation mark, feeling both frustrated and amused in his heart.
Is he, in this way, asking for trouble?
Yu Siqiao, feeling frustrated, put away the letter and returned to the tent.
In recent days, both Hulong Country and Southern Border Country have entered a period of fatigue.
From the initial rapid advance with morale high, a month ago, they were continuously repelled by Yu Siqiao, and their morale has plumted, becoming a disorganized group from yesterday onwards.
Now they have retreated to regroup, but to defeat them is easy.
However, at this mont, Yu Siqiao chose to give them a breather and then defeat them in one strike, to deliver a painful and unforgettable defeat, so that the Southern Border Country and Hulong Country will not dare to target them again.
Yu Siqiao’s plan was ticulous and received high praise when he discussed it with General Song.
As expected, within five days, Hulong Country and Southern Border Country both attacked simultaneously, but without breaking through the city gates, their leaders were already beheaded.
Imdiately, as the tree falls, the monkeys scatter, the soldiers had no choice but to raise white flags and surrender.
This battle was a great victory!
The cheers echoed from the Northern Border all the way into the city, with shouts of General Song and Qiao Cang’s nas accompanying them.
After the victory, everyone was very happy, and during the celebration, Yu Siqiao was made to drink quite a lot of wine.
Finally, when he really couldn’t drink anymore, Yu Siqiao got up to bid farewell.
The soldiers drank with great enthusiasm, but they knew their limits, so Yu Siqiao returned to his tent smoothly.
Having drunk a bit too much, Yu Siqiao was sowhat dizzy, yet his alertness was still much higher than the average person’s.
When he lifted the tent flap, he suddenly sensed another person’s presence inside.
The tent was small, and soldiers from the camp would never enter.
Yu Siqiao squinted his eyes and casually drew his soft sword from his waist, cautiously looking inside.
And as he walked further in, Yu Siqiao suddenly heard a gentle breathing sound.
It sounds... as if... they’re asleep?
Yu Siqiao’s face turned ashen, and with a stern expression, he stepped closer, suddenly seeing soone indeed sleeping soundly on the bed!
With a furrowed brow, Yu Siqiao pointed his long sword, making a crisp sound.
The sword rang out sharply, and as Yu Siqiao looked coldly, the person on the bed finally stirred, letting out a soft moan.
The voice was both tender and soft.
It’s actually...
A woman?!
Yu Siqiao was taken aback, vaguely finding it a bit familiar.
And in the next mont, the person on the bed rose, looking at him with sleepy eyes.
The woman on the bed was petite and absolutely stunning, even though she was drowsy, there was an entirely different kind of beauty about her.
Yu Siqiao was shocked and said, "You..."
Mo Shu glanced at his long sword and replied irritably, "Want to kill ?"
Yu Siqiao quickly sheathed his sword, filled with joyful excitent, and moved to embrace her.
However, before he could touch her, he was kicked away, "You sll awful."
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