Chapter 629: Release The Supreme Commander From His Post, I’ll Do It (VI)

Chapter 629: Release The Supreme Commander From His Post, I’ll Do It (VI)

The wind ripped through the banners and a cold howling gale swept up snow and ice.

As she was pregnant, Big White was now treated as part of the group of “teenage princesses.” Little White was now the war horse accompanying the expedition.

The situation of the mountain roads had been investigated in advance. Bulky goods were unable to pass through the roads. The roads were too rugged, steep, and dangerous. The soldiers could only go into battle dressed in light gear.

Jiang Pengji said, “We shall first capture that small town. The scouts had better be quick-witted. They should report back immediately once a situation arises.”

Although the soldiers would be making a surprise attack, Jiang Pengji had no intention of trying to be secretive about it.

For this campaign, she had taken with her a total of 10,000 soldiers and horses. The remaining 10,000 soldiers and horses plus the recruits had been left behind to watch over their base.

In addition to watching over the base, they were also responsible for maintaining the safety of transportation routes.

If the transportation routes were disrupted, it would be impossible for them to continue fighting the war.

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Pengji could divert more manpower for the campaign.

But the situation in Shangyang County remained uncertain, therefore she could not move too many troops away.

She didn’t want to win a big victory on the frontlines only to turn around and receive news that the old nest she had left behind had been wiped out.

Little White had a gentle and reserved temperament in front of Jiang Pengji and Big White, but he would transform into a totally different horse when he arrived on the battlefield.

What man doesn’t like a good horse?

During the march, Yang Si gazed at Little White with covetous eyes. The horse seemed to realize his gaze was on him and snorted in his direction.

Yang Si suspected that he was being looked down at by a horse.

The army went on with the march. Except for the crunching noises made by the army stepping on snow, the howling wind, and the sound of everyone’s breathing, there were no other movements or sounds in the air.

On her trusted horse, Jiang Pengji did not need to direct or control the animal. The march itself was quite boring, so she opened the livestreaming room.

In a split second, the viewers from another dimension received a reminder from their collections. With their quick hands, the livestreaming room was fully occupied.

The 150,000 livestream vacancies for viewers were instantly filled.

Through the lens of the livestreaming room, the audience could clearly see the scene in front of the camera. What they saw looked several times clearer than the currently popular 1080P.

The sky was dim, the snow tossed about in the wind, and everything under the sky looked slightly heavy and gray.

Jiang Pengji was dressed in a red and white military uniform. Her facial features stood out against her attire, making her look clear, handsome, and heroic. Under the outline of the armor, her form looked slender and shapely, lacking the slightest hint of bloat or clumsiness. The audience in the livestreaming room had long been accustomed to the image of her in the wide-sleeved garments of a scholar or rough work clothes. Seeing her in armor as she rode on a tall horse, she seemed like a young, high-ranking military officer who had just walked out of a painting. Howls broke out in an instant and the bullet screen rapidly refreshed as comments zipped through it.

Guanguan JuJiu: Oooh Oooooh – let’s see what I’ve caught! It’s a handsome host in a red and white uniform, the type that rides on a tall snow-white horse. She towers against a background of wind and snow. She is simply the goddess in my dreams. Host, do you still need another loser viewer to warm your bed?

River Island: Bah! Letting the losers warm the bed, aren’t you afraid of stinking it up? I’m different. Host, look at me. I’ve just shampooed and washed from head to toe. I’m totally clean and give off a fragrance when I walk. Let me warm your bed, I can assure you that the bed wouldn’t stink!

Goddess Jiang Pengji: All of you, stop talking, my husband is here. Decked in red garments and silver armor, even riding a big horse. He looks exactly like the host… I won’t talk anymore, I’m going to open the door for my dear husband. We’ll be doing some naughty exercises together tonight.

Add Me QQ: You’re all being hysterical. No matter how handsome the host is, she’s still a woman.

The Host Can Mount Me From The Front: To the mediocre fool behind the above comment, do you know how it feels to fall in love at first sight? The moment I saw the posture of the host, I decided that I would become “bent” for her. Even if I become so bent that I turn into a plate of mosquito coils, I am willing. She is my husband and nobody else’s.

The Host Can Mount Me From The Side: Bah, to become “bent” for her is nothing, I am willing to “straighten” myself for the host!

Watching the quarrel between the “wives” in the livestreaming room, Jiang Penji was secretly surprised.

Some time ago, this group of fickle hussies had been fighting over which one of her counselors should have the title of “the nation’s husband.”

And now?

They had a new flame for the host. All the “old loves” had been forgotten.

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As the “husband” being fought over by 150,000 viewers, Jiang Penji thought that the dry and boring march had suddenly become interesting.

They stopped for a rest halfway.

Jiang Pengji handed her broth to Yang Si. “Drink this to warm yourself up. We have some days left to reach our destination. Don’t exhaust yourself.”

Although Yang Si was a military counselor, he was attached to the Vanguard Battalion where he had to ride a horse and resist the wind and snow during the march. After several hours, not only had the insides of his thighs become painfully abraded, but his cheeks had also turned bright red from the bone-piercingly cold wind that blew around him. He had nearly lost all bodily feeling.

He tightened his scarf and adjusted the woolen gloves woven by Li Yun as a show of their “little angelic” friendship. He was so cold that his shoulders shook.

Although the literati in this era practiced martial arts, their constitutions were still much weaker than those of military men.

Trembling uncontrollably, he took the ceramic bowl that Jiang Pengji handed over. He did not care that the broth was scalding hot as he swallowed it in one mouthful. The heat spread across his entire body and into his bones.

He gave a long and comfortable sigh. Yang Si let go of his troubled thoughts. He suddenly recalled something and said in jest, “What sh*tty weather, it’s really cold. Luckily, I’m me. If I was Zixiao, I’d probably fall sick with the first gust of wind.”

Jiang Pengji continued the conversation casually. “Yeah, I know, his body has not recovered yet. I would never allow him to accompany the troops during this season.”

Yang Si was startled when he heard this. He carefully pondered the meaning behind the words.

The more he thought, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The meaning behind Liu Xi’s words, could she possibly mean..? If the season was better, would the person accompanying the army on this campaign be Wei Ci instead of him?

How could that be fair?

Jiang Pengji laughed and said, “Hmmm, I know exactly what you’re thinking.”

Yang Si didn’t respond.

He wanted to smash the ceramic bowl in his hands with the broth it contained directly over Jiang Penji’s head.

Just what had he done wrong in his previous life to offend Wei Ci and Jiang Penji so much that he had to suffer their caustic remarks in this lifetime?

Sniffle sniffle. He felt so wronged.

If the relationship between Jiang Pengji and him went belly up, it would be because of Wei Ci’s and Jiang Pengji’s poisonous tongues.

Jiang Pengji added this with a smile to rescue Yang Si’s emotions from impending collapse. “Of course, Zixiao’s health was one consideration. Jing Rong also has areas where you are superior to others, so you shouldn’t be neglected and left to be idle.”

Look, what an artful way of speaking!

Obviously, she had spared no effort in squeezing Yang Si dry as her manpower. She was only working the “temp worker” that he was like a mule. But when she expressed it, it sounded like her saying that she was relying heavily upon and deeply trusting Yang Si, that she could not bear to leave his talents buried. If he was a fool, he would probably have been cajoled to the point that he sobbed and sniffled.

Obviously, Yang Si was not a fool, but he had no way of refuting her words.

Once again, he felt that he had boarded a pirate ship!

If time could be reversed, Yang Si would definitely hold on tightly to Huang Song’s support and never step foot into Fengyi County.

Yang Si smiled grimly. “In that case, I should thank my lord for attaching such importance to me and express my deepest gratitude.”

He had to acknowledge his fate sooner or later, so Yang Si changed how he addressed Jiang Pengji. His expression seemed to say that he had already given up trying to fix the bad situation he was in.

Jiang Pengji seemed not to notice that Yang Si had changed her form of address. Her attitude was natural.

“There’s no need to express your deepest gratitude, but I will continue to rely heavily on you.”

The subtext — Continue to work overtime after returning from the battle, I’ll think very highly of you.

Yang Si looked at the bowl in his hand, half of the delicious broth still remained.

Should he take the chance while Jiang Pengji was unguarded and throw the bowl at her head, or should he drink it?

After considering it carefully for two seconds, Yang Si chose to drink.