Chapter 89： How Science Fights 06 ┃ Zhuang Li: My biggest golden finger has always been here. (1/2)

Le Zhengming was born in a family of military generals, and his ancestors have sprinkled blood on the frontier for generations.

When he was young, his grandfather, father, uncle, and uncle were all lost in a war. The reason was not the failure of the command, but the friendly forces around him deliberately ignored their calls for help.

They led hundreds of thousands of horses and hundreds of thousands of foreign allied troops to fight on the prairie. In the end, none of them died. The corpses were chopped into piles of minced meat and fed to the wolves outside the gate.

When the news of the defeat came back to Wei State, the monarch at that time pretended to shed a few tears and gifted a few brocades. The matter of the Lezheng family being betrayed by the reinforcements was thus ended. They died like dirt on the ground, and they had no value except to let others step on their feet.

If it weren't for the fact that none of the generals who succeeded him would be able to fight, and the army of aliens approached year after year and gradually penetrated into the hinterland of the Central Plains, the imperial family of Wei, who was jealous of their talents, would never have reactivated Le Zhengming.

He grew up in such an environment of persecution and oppression, and he was not loyal to Wei, but he had to be loyal to this land.

His heart to protect this world seems to have existed from birth.

Therefore, when the mighty army of the Jie clan attacked, he was actually determined to die, and the only thing he could care about was the cunning curly fox. He pity the other party is still young, so he sent people away from a distance.

He wants the little curly hair to live well with his own.

However, the result of this battle was completely beyond Le Zhengming's expectations. First, he survived; second, the vast majority of his soldiers also survived; then, they also achieved a great victory, killing the 80,000 Jie tribesmen.

But he didn't know where the little curly hair would dismount. If they met an army of 100,000 people from the Jie clan on the way...

Thinking of this, Le Zhengming's heart burned like a cannon.

He hastily counted the battlefield, then raised his sword and shouted: "Soldier, follow me to outflank Guancheng!"

Everyone had been red-eyed in the hearty battle just now, and it was when their momentum was at their highest, so they all roared in response: "Flank Guancheng and kill all the Jie people! Kill, kill, kill!"

The three words "kill" in a row made everyone's eyes red, and they tightened the reins and quickly set off towards Guancheng under the leadership of various lieutenants.

Le Zhengming ran at the front, his handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes were constantly flashing with anxiety, regret, regret, fear and other emotions.

If he had known that this battle could be won, he would never have let Little Curly Hair go. What should I do if the little curly hair encounters the Jie tribe on the way, what should I do?

A blood-stained picture unfolded in Le Zhengming's mind, making his eyes red and his heart bursting. He kept gripping the horse's belly, urging the horse to run faster, faster...

In the next moment, he opened his eyes wide and froze on the spot.

I saw a fifteen or six-year-old boy standing beside the mountain road in front, dressed in ordinary linen clothes, dressed like a commoner, with long hair with a slight curl, but it was casually draped behind him, and was blown away by the wind. Scattered in all directions, her long and narrow eyes lit up like cold stars in the sky, and the corner of Yin Hong's mouth was hooked with a pleasant arc.

Looking at it this way, he is not like an ordinary person at all, but more like a monster in the mountains.

In the face of the attack of tens of thousands of troops, he did not avoid it at all, and even waved his hand in a good mood.

Seeing this familiar face, Le Zhengming almost burst into tears.

That is the little curly hair, who let him dig his heart out and worry about his heart!

Le Zhengming rushed over more and more quickly, ran to the front and stretched out his arms, and easily picked up the young man on the horse's back and continued to run forward with him.

The soldiers who followed were all stunned, but they didn't have time to ask about the identity of the boy and the general's abnormal behavior.

"You didn't leave?" Le Zhengming asked in the swift wind.

"As I said, I'll be where you are." Zhuang Li sat sideways in his lover's arms, and gently opened his collar with his slender fingertips, revealing half of his shoulders with a little red plum, half a smile. "We've already done this, do you want to default on the debt?"

Le Zhengming's eyes were immediately attracted by the creamy snow skin and the brightly colored prints. He quickly pulled down the little curly hand and gently covered up the traces that made his head dizzy and his body hot, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will naturally take on the responsibility of taking care of you."

"Then you must promise me that in the future, no matter what the reason is, you will not leave me alone." Zhuang Li poked at his lover's hard chest, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth revealed the joy of being in control.

He knows that this person has never been able to do anything about himself.

"Okay, I promise you, I will never let you leave me half a step in the future." Le Zhengming was indeed led by the nose by the little curly hair. Although he has only just known each other for a long time, he seems to have been eaten to death by the other party.

However, this oath did not stem from coercion, but a commitment from the bottom of my heart. He is here, and the little curly hair is there, and they will never be separated in the future.

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Not long after the ninth prince and others left, the army of the Jie clan launched a sneak attack on Guan Cheng.

General Xu, who was temporarily transferred to Guancheng, was originally happy, thinking that he could finally replace Le Zhengming's position, but unexpectedly, he fell into the exact same situation as Le Zhengming in the blink of an eye.

His own troops were still stationed in Qiuzhuang, and he had not had time to dispatch them. Most of Guancheng's troops did not obey his command. As soon as the enemy army came, the entire barracks became a mess, and there was no way to launch an effective counterattack in the first place.

He let out the beacon smoke and flying pigeons and asked for help from the ninth prince who was still in the middle of the road, but there was no movement there.