Chapter 1786 (1/2)

All the way down the mountain, to the foot of the mountain, just met from another way back to camp Deputy General Xiong and so on.

Seeing that the marshal and the little apprentice were covered in blood, the Deputy General Xiong was so angry that he scolded the barbarian army for being shameless, and asked how they were hurt.

Allow the night to pacify the master a few words, a party has arrived outside the camp.

Gu Chao was carried back to the camp. He was bloodthirsty. It was terrible at first sight.

The soldiers in the camp were really frightened. They came up one by one and asked.

Gu Chao waved his hand and was about to say two words to stabilize his army. Not far away, a strange male voice came: ”ah ah, ah, what's the matter? Why so much blood? Get hurt? My mother... ”

Gu Chao looked down at the crowd and saw that he was a young man in official uniform, rushing to this side.

Unfortunately, as soon as he ran for two steps, he was grabbed by another young man nearby, who whispered in his ear.

Gu Chao saw that both of them were strangers. At that time, he was a little surprised. He saw that they were wearing official clothes. He had a guess.

The Deputy Zhang next to him said, ”the one on the left is Rong Qing, and the one on the right is Rong mo. all of them are overseers from central Beijing.” He said, lowering his voice: ”it's still the son of the seventh prince.”

Son of the seven lords?

Gu Chao squints and takes a look in his eyes.

While talking, the two young overseers had finished talking to each other and walked quickly.

The official named rongmo said first: ”Marshal Gu, I've heard a lot about your name.”

Gu Chao replied, ”two adults, I've lost my welcome.”

Rong Mo looks Gu Chao around and looks at him. He is also covered in blood. He asks, ”what's wrong with Marshal Gu?”

Gu Chao said, ”it's not in the way of enemy attack.”

Rong Mo's face sank: ”the barbarian army is really hateful. I hope Marshal Gu can heal as soon as possible so that he can kill them all!”

Gu Chao felt that this man was a bit gnashing his teeth. He didn't know why he hated the barbarian army so much. He was not in good health and didn't want to exchange greetings. He just said, ”the barbarian army will be eliminated.”

Rong Mo nodded, and let the soldiers carry Gu Chao back to his account.

After the brigade left, Rong Yirong, who was trying to run from left to right, took her to her barracks.

Facing the two cousins who grew up together, Rong Ye was very guilty. She lowered her head and shouted, ”brother Mo, brother Qing.”

”You know how to call me brother!” Rong Mo's face is black and almost drips out: ”do you know how many people you scared when you ran away from Beijing? Your father and mother, your brother won't say that, emperor, your seven uncle, and your little girl sister, who don't worry? What do you think Rong and I are doing in Beijing to rush to the border? Rong ye, you are too much this time! ”

”Well, don't say that first.” Rong Qian looks at Rong Ye's head, which is almost buried in his chest. He stops his second brother and says, ”call a doctor first. Does this blood hurt?”

Rong Mo hummed, ”it's time for her to hurt. How old are you? You don't have any rules. Don't get used to her, she just makes you spoiled!”

Rong Ye was taught a lesson, but he didn't retort, so he took a sniff and his eyes turned red.

Rong Qian coaxes her: ”don't listen to your brother-in-law. Your sister-in-law knows you're coming to the barracks. In a hurry, she gets pregnant. Your brother-in-law is naturally nervous. First, you say whether you hurt or not. How can you shed so much blood and where did you hurt?”

”She's still standing well. How hurt can she be?” Rong Mo said with a straight face, but at the same time, his eyes were also turning on Rong ye, trying to make sure that she was really OK.

Rong tilts to pull Rong night to sit down, looks at the little girl to be scolded only can silent shed tears, then touches her head to coax: ”obediently obedient, next time not so good, isn't it?”

Let night flat mouth, vague ”um” sound, roll up their sleeves, show them arm injuries, those injuries crisscross, blood drenched, look terrible.

”My God!” Rong Qian was scared to death. He blew it twice for Rong ye, and then turned around to scold his brother: ”it's OK, is it OK?”