After the prince's mobile phone has wifi, he starts to raise his concubine in the cloud

Chapter 12

Master Xue led Dayao's army to conquer another Tata camp. At this moment, the soldiers are moving to resist in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Carry the soldiers who died heroically to the mass graves and bury them. After the memorial service, continue to the next game.

Speaking of mass graves, the soldiers were both sad and resentful.

Who hasn't cursed the stupid and ignorant Prince Qi in his heart?When I dreamed back in the middle of the night, I hated my teeth so much!

If he hadn't listened to Master Xue's dissuasion time and time again, flaunting his prestige and making mistakes on his own, how could he have ruined the lives of so many soldiers?

Fortunately, he was captured by the Tata Department, otherwise he would not have been able to send such a good Prince Zhao!
It's just that at this time, Prince Zhao's legs and feet were weak, and he was slumped on the ground, even the hand holding the mobile phone was shaking slightly.

Lord Qing, who was not far from Prince Zhao, was earnestly picking up the enemy's weapons, without looking timid.

While groping around the corpse, Lord Qing turned his head and saw the long sword lying beside him, and hurriedly picked it up to examine it carefully.

This is an ancient bronze sword, which is heavy enough to hold in the hand. The color of the sword is bright, and no rust has been seen. On the contrary, the golden seal script on the sword is very distinctive.

"Xiao Qi, what are you looking at?"

Hearing the sound, Lord Qing raised his long sword high and shouted happily: "Look, Luo Yun, it's a precious sword!"

Luo Guogong wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied with a smile: "A sword is worthy of a strong general, you can tell Mr. Xue, leave the sword to you."

"I don't dare to say, Mr. Xue's temper is too bad." Mr. Qing laughed, looked at the sword in his hand carefully, and praised, "It's really a good sword."

While appreciating, he caught a glimpse of Old Hou Xue walking towards him, hurriedly ran forward, and said flatteringly: "Old Hou Sui'an, give me this sword!"

Old Master Xue has always had a dark face, his face is covered with wrinkles, which are the precipitation of the years, and they are the traces left by the wind and sand in the south.

He glanced at the long sword lightly, it was indeed good, but their military generals prefer the style they are used to, and only Marquis Qing is a martial idiot who loves to collect.

After glancing at the smiling Master Qing again, Old Master Xue said in a deep voice, "Why don't I give you a mere sword? Put your teeth away."

Master Qing quickly pursed his lips and smiled, holding the long sword in both hands, and said happily: "Thank you, Master Hou!"

Old Master Xue no longer paid attention to Lord Qing, but went straight to Prince Zhao's side.

Prince Zhao put away his mobile phone, got up slightly staggeringly, and called out: "The old man."

Master Xue nodded his head and asked, "Is Your Highness feeling better?"

Prince Zhao sighed, he felt very tired, tired physically and mentally, but he still had to bring up all his energy and courage to kill.

Now that he has won another small game, he is exhausted after unloading his strength.

Only when chatting with Xiao Zhiyun can I let go of my tiredness and relax a little.

Old Master Xue patted him on the shoulder, "You are different from Xiao Qi and Luo Yun. This is your first expedition. These days are difficult for you, but this is just an appetizer, and the difficulties are yet to come."

Prince Zhao nodded and sighed: "Now is the time when we have truly stepped into the southern border."

Old Master Xue looked at the mass grave, "If it wasn't for the disobedience of the previous princes, why would our army be here?"

Even Juyong Mountain was almost handed over to the Tata Department.

Prince Zhao lowered his eyes slightly, and said respectfully to Old Master Xue: "The old man has guarded the southern border for decades and has a lot of experience. I am willing to listen to the old man."

"Well then, Your Highness will not go to war with the minister anymore, sit in the rear, and wait for the minister to fight for you, and become a veritable prince." Old Master Xue said without doubt.

At this time, Prince Zhao heard Lord Qing and Lord Luo showing off the swords in their hands, so he glanced sideways.

Looking at the sunny and cheerful general, he thought of the bright and lively girl.

So the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he looked at Old Master Xue calmly, and refused, "No, I want to follow you."

In the past, he looked down on Master Qing's naive look, but after getting along for a few days, he began to admire this brave young man who laughed when he wanted to and was serious when he should be serious.

With such a person, you will forget your troubles when you are idle, and you will feel at ease when you see the truth.

Moreover, Lord Qing Hou helped him defend him from swords and guns on the battlefield several times in succession, saving him from danger.

At that time, he thought that he would become someone like Lord Qing!

Prince Zhao once heard Lord Qing said that when the war subsided, he would brag to his sister about how brave he was on the battlefield.

And Prince Zhao also hopes that one day he can brag with the girl he likes.

That being the case, he can't back down!
Seeing that he was resolute, Old Master Xue didn't say anything more, and only told him to get ready.

After Old Master Xue left, Prince Zhao took out his mobile phone and started typing.

"There may be a fierce battle in a while. I don't have time to look at my phone anymore. You can continue to report to me about Dad's safety and trivial matters in life, but I'm afraid I won't be able to reply in time."

After the message was sent out, after a while, there was a reply.

Xiao Zhiyun replied: "Okay, then His Royal Highness also remember to report that he is safe."

Prince Zhao smiled and clicked on the chat box, thinking about having a few more words with Xiao Zhiyun, but before entering the chat interface, he inadvertently pressed the chat box for two seconds.

The phone vibrated and two options popped up on the screen.

He released his thumb and looked, one was delete and the other was cancel.

He thought that the cancellation of the banquet in the palace meant that the banquet was gone, so he felt that the chat box between him and Xiao Zhiyun could not be cancelled!
As for deletion...he didn't quite understand it.

However, since cancellation is absolutely unavailable, the only option is to delete.

So he clicked delete carefully, for fear of accidentally making a mistake.

After clicking, he glanced at the screen.

At that time, his whole mind was in a daze, and he clearly made no mistake, why did the chat box with Xiao Zhiyun disappear?

After he exited the cloud chat, and entered again, it was still an empty page, and there was no chat box at all.

That's why he realized it later, should he cancel it just now?
Why choose cancel?he doesn't understand...

But he didn't dare to click indiscriminately anymore, and hurriedly put away his phone.

At this time, Xiao Zhiyun was holding the mobile phone, waiting for Prince Zhao to reply.

After a long time, the phone didn't ring.

"Why didn't you come back?" Xiao Zhiyun said with some puzzlement, "Could it be that the fierce battle has already begun?"

Then this vicious battle was quite urgent, and I didn't even have the time to reply to the news.

So Xiao Zhiyun began to worry about Lord Qing again. Ran Hua's inner city had just received good news from the southern border, so maybe they had already won several battles, right?
If it is as she guessed, it is estimated that the next few days will be good news.

It is a good thing to have good news, but she can't be happy when she thinks of the fierce battle, and she doesn't know how bad the fierce battle is.

It seems that knowing the news in advance is not a good thing.

Xiao Zhiyun estimated that he would not be able to contact Prince Zhao for a while, so he simply put away his mobile phone and went to Sijisi for a stroll.

Now that she is familiar with the imperial court, and she doesn't need to be with the old emperor all the time, she must do something in the rest of the time.

In fact, she is quite curious about the female officials, what do they need to do every day?

(End of this chapter)