Si Haochen sent the generals back and went to the pharmacy to pick up his wife. He found that the little girl was asleep. He quickly returned to the bill to wash herself and climbed onto the princess' bed without hesitation.

Si Haochen hugged the little girl in his arms with a familiar smell. Mingruo smelled the familiar fragrance of plants and trees, rubbed against Si Haochen's chest, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep. Si Haochen's lips curled slightly, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the warmth and dissatisfaction at this moment.

The Donghuan Army Camp gradually became quiet, and only soldiers patrolling at night walked around the camp.

The Beichi was in chaos all night. People brought water to put out the fire, but triggered the surrounding mechanisms. The feather arrows shot from all directions like raindrops. The people rushing in front were injured, and the people behind did not dare to step forward, stopping the progress of the fire.

Marshal Mo urgently summoned the soldiers in charge of this area to close the agency, but after a long time of work, the agency could not be closed. He just thought it was because of the fire that it had failed.

Waiting for all the feather arrows to shoot, the fire is even bigger than before, and I can't get close to it at all...

Marshal Mo looked at the raging fire, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped. Although the food and grass camps were here, the four camp tents were not close. Suddenly, the fire broke out at the same time, which was impossible to be an accident.

This looked like Donghuan's revenge on stealing the defense map. However, the wise king never returned. He didn't even see the shadow of the defense map, and paid such a heavy price. He even vomited two taels of blood after thinking about it.

Marshal Mo never thought that the wise king would be captured alive. After all, he was the number one warrior in their Beichi. Moreover, when the wise king sneaked into the Donghuan military camp, Prince Yun, known as the God of War, was still commanding the battle on the battlefield. With the wise king's skills, entering the central army's tent was like entering a no-man's land.

Marshal Mo's thoughts were interrupted because the wind suddenly blew up, and the fire was burning more vigorously with the wind. Now, pumping water to put out the fire is like dropping a drop in the bucket. If the fire is accidentally spread elsewhere, the loss will be greater.

Marshal Mo was able to be the commander of the first army and was still very clear-headed: "Don't put out the fire, immediately set off the camp, retreat ten miles to set up camp."

It's night now, and it's not easy to pull out the camp. The camp tent near the fire is soaring into the sky without a torch, but it's hard to stand the roasting. If it's farther, it can't be seen clearly.

In short, I ran all night and arrived at the right camping site at dawn. I marched at night and threw away my armor on the road, which was even more embarrassing than losing a battle.

Marshal Mo was still thinking that he sent 40,000 troops to the border town. After meeting with Xikang, he could also manage Xikang for a batch of food in the name of dragging the Northwest Army.

Marshal Mo was crackling on the abacus, and the soldiers sent to the border town were ambushed, with heavy casualties. Forty thousand people lost 30,000. The remaining 10,000 were mostly wounded. After escaping, they finally withdrew from their original garrison. Everyone was stunned - the camp no longer existed, only a piece of burned ashes left, and they announced to them that there had been a fire here.

Because they didn't know where the army was going, the ten thousand people had to retreat to Beichi. Fortunately, after walking for about ten miles, they saw the base of the Beichi army. Everyone was excited and advanced at full speed.

When Marshal Mo saw these defeated soldiers, he almost fainted. He heard that he was ambushed in Guyang Mountain, and 40,000 soldiers and horses were alive here. His blood pressure was pressed to the forehead. After all, Marshal Mo was unable to hold on and sprayed a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Ordinary soldiers don’t understand, but as the Grand Marshal, he knows very well. If these nearly 10,000 wounded soldiers come back, it’s better to die in Guyang Mountain. The wounded soldiers not only cannot participate in the war in a short period of time, but also need to keep food and medicine well. If the wounded soldiers are abandoned, it will easily lead to dissatisfaction among the soldiers and mutiny. But judging from the current situation, there is insufficient food and medicinal materials, and the army will soon be out of food...

A fire and an ambush were simply a nightmare that Marshal Mo had never had in his life. After thinking about it over and over again, Marshal Mo ordered the entire army to retreat to Hutou City, which was closest to the border.

When Si Haochen heard the scout coming to report that the Beichi army had retreated ninety miles, he knew that the ambush from Qin Mo had completely abused the Beichi army. Si Haochen asked Qin Mo to ambush the Beichi army after winning the victory and repaired it on the spot, and gathered 50,000 troops to the border city south to support Duke Jingguo.

Mingruo didn't know how to dispatch troops and generals, and he would prepare for his boyfriend's birthday party these days whenever he had time. With unremitting efforts, he finally used the tall alchemy stove to bake a relatively perfect chiffon cake.

There is no shortage of cattle and sheep in the northwest. Mingruo got a large bucket of milk back. He separated the whipped cream and requisitioned Xunyi to become a tool for whipping cream. Fortunately, Xunyi has been practicing martial arts all year round, and his hand speed is comparable to that of an electric egg whisk, so he quickly whipped the cream.

Mingruo waved his hand and asked Xunyi to guard outside, enter the space himself, and start decorating the cake. Now he separated the chiffon cake from two layers in the middle and put jam on it. Then, apply butter on the surface of the cake and smooth it with a bamboo spatula. Since there was no piping bag, Mingruo simply decorated the fruit and creatively wrote "Happy Birthday" with maltose.

After the task was completed, Mingruo put the prepared cake on the table in the main room and knocked on his somewhat stiff shoulder.

On June 15th, His Highness Yun did not have the awareness of his birthday today. When he was a child, he would kowtow everywhere on his birthday every year. Then each palace sent some pens, ink, paper, ink, clothes, shoes, socks, longevity noodles, peaches, etc.

If the Supreme Emperor was in the palace, Concubine Shen pretended to prepare the table and invited the Supreme Emperor to have a meal to celebrate his birthday. If the Supreme Emperor was not here, this lunch would be saved.

Si Haochen had no good impression of his birthday, so he never held a birthday banquet after his branch office.

After returning from the martial arts field that day, the inner tent had already prepared a bathtub. After Si Haochen finished bathing, he found that the clothes prepared by the little princess for him were a little different. He usually wears strong clothes in the army, but today the brocade box is obviously filled with a palace outfit with wide sleeves and flowing clouds. And outside the moon white brocade robe, a cloak sewn with shark silk was added. After putting on it, he was full of fairy spirit.

This dress is not suitable for wearing a crown, so Si Haochen just took his hair half with a white jade hairpin, and then walked out with his hands behind his back.

On the table in front of Mingruo, there were two plates of side dishes and two bowls of noodles. Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw the young man from the Chinese style comics breaking through the dimensional wall, his eyes were careful and pink bubbles were all over his body.

Si Haochen sat down opposite Mingruo, reached out and pinched her cheek: "The saliva is about to fall!"

"That's because the noodles I cooked are so fragrant." Mingruo stuffed chopsticks into Si Haochen's hand, and only held his cheek to look at the handsome man.
Chapter completed!