My vicious dog, my horse, I can do whatever I want with it

Chapter 270

"Zong Yanli, are you married?" Kan Shi, who was following behind Zong Yanli, saw this scene, walked over quickly, caught up with Zong Yanli and asked.

"..." Zong Yanli glanced at him, his face full of an expression that asked, "Why are you still following me?"

"Well, let's just be friends after we get off the battlefield." Kan Shi was chasing her intently, his eyes clearly revealing his thoughts, and he said calmly, "You and I are destined to be enemies. On the battlefield, swords are fearless and will not stop. Since we are talking about life and death, why should we be afraid of friendship?"

Zong Yanli stopped walking when she heard Kan Shi's words. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the tall and strong northern man in front of her. He was born tall and strong, with a deep face and the thick eyebrows and big eyes of a northern man, and he looked extraordinary and heroic.

The short stubble on his chin was neatly trimmed, and his eyes were bright and sincere, making it easy for people to see through what he was thinking.

Zong Yanli thought about it seriously for a long time, and suddenly realized that she didn't seem to have made any real friends. There were many brothers around her who were more like brothers and sisters, and they were the generals she relied on and trusted...

"Let's eat something." Zong Yanli wandered around for a long time, found a small noodle shop and sat down. He and Kan Shi each ordered a bowl of noodles, plus a few side dishes. It was simple and delicious.

"This noodle is really chewy!" Kan Shi was very satisfied with Zong Yanli's taste in choosing food, and sat down to eat noodles with a smile on his face.

"Now that you're in the north, do you think it's a good place?" Kan Shi asked Zong Yanli in a casual tone.

Zong Yanli lowered his brows and thought for a while before saying, "I don't have much time to wander around. The scenes I saw in the cities I passed by are probably only one-sided. They can't compare to the feelings you have for this land since you were born here. If I have to say the biggest feeling, it's probably that I think the snow scene in the north is beautiful."

Kan Shi laughed and continued what Zong Yanli said: "When I was young, I loved playing snowball fights with my friends. I think that fight is more exciting than fighting a war."

Zong Yanli also smiled and ate his noodles while listening to Kan Shi talking about the happy times he had with his playmates when he was young.

"What about you? What did you play when you were young?" Kan Shi said and then looked at Zong Yanli.

"Practicing martial arts and reading." She lowered her eyes, looked at Kan Shi with a smile and said, "Do you think I was born to lead troops to fight?"

"My present status is not a gift from God." There seemed to be pride in herself in Zong Yanli's eyes, and her determined gaze was full of eagerness. She would always remember how she stumbled step by step to where she is today.

Kan Shi was a little speechless, scratched his head and said: "I have never seen anyone who attracts me as much as you."

He always spoke directly, and his eyes were not shy at all. He stared at Zong Yanli and asked, "Zong Yanli, what do you think of me?"

Kan Shi paused and said, "If there is no more war between the north and the south, and you and I are no longer enemies, do you care about me?"

Zong Yanli: “…”

She couldn't make this assumption, so she lowered her head, picked up the noodle soup, drank two sips, and said, "You don't have to play the emotional card here. On the battlefield, I will chop off your head if I draw my sword."

"Hahaha!" Kan Shi didn't feel angry at all when he heard Zong Yanli's cold and ruthless words. Instead, he laughed and said, "You are so straightforward and won't be disturbed by external things. You are really amazing."

"This is the dagger I forged when I was a child and learned the art of forging for the first time." Kan Shi took out a small dagger from his arms. The scabbard of the dagger was very ugly. It looked like the blacksmith wanted to carve something but failed, so he gave up and just pinched it out directly.

Kan Shi pushed the dagger in front of Zong Yanli and said, "I want to give it to you, my friend."

Zong Yanli lowered his head to take a look, stretched out his hand to take the pulled-out dagger, only to find that the dagger was forged like an ugly knife, crudely made, without even a sharp blade.

She found it a little bit novel. Did they actually exchange tokens of friendship?

Zong Yanli thought for a moment and took out half of a heart-protecting mirror from his bosom. He handed it to Kan Shi and said, "This is the heart-protecting mirror my father gave me on the day I came of age. Unfortunately, it was broken by Wu Jian'an, the Grand Master of Wu, during the battle with the State of Jin that year."

"Although it is a broken item, it means a lot to me." Zong Yanli handed it to Kan Shi solemnly and said, "A broken mirror cannot be mended, and the relationship between you and me cannot be perfect."

Kan Shi took over the half heart-protection mirror, which still had some of Zong Yanli's body temperature. Her words were so clear yet deeply touching.

Kan Shi tightly grasped the heart-protecting mirror, was silent for a long time, put it in his chest and said, "I will keep it well."

Zong Yanli also hung the dagger on his waist and looked at Kan Shi again. The two smiled at each other as if they had a tacit understanding.

"I should go back now." Zong Yanli stood up and said, "Goodbye."

"We'll see each other again." Kan Shi nodded, standing in front of the noodle shop and watching Zong Yanli mount his horse and ride away. However, the brief encounter made him feel a little sour. He had never prayed for anything before, nor had he ever had any obsession, but now he actually had a wish that it would be great if they didn't have to be enemies.

After returning, Zong Yanli did not tell anyone about what happened today. She was as busy with military affairs as usual, discussing countermeasures with the generals.

The State of Qi finally had a new general, and as expected, the one who went into battle was a veteran, only ten years younger than the staggering old general, who was also a veteran in his sixties or seventies!

The crisis of Qi State is imminent. Even Baines and Yi Tiangan feel anxious. The young ones died and the old ones came. Can't Qi State even find someone who can lead the army now?

"The State of Qi is now continuing to recruit soldiers, and the old general who came to ask for orders was also a fierce general in the past." Baines roughly understood this person, frowned and said, "But looking at the current war, I really can't rely on the State of Qi."

"The ruler of Qi is at least capable. He has not done anything to harm the coalition forces, and he has also provided a lot of military supplies." Yi Tiangan was calm and understood the current situation in Qi.

"General! Kangshan City was attacked!" When they were discussing how to use Qi troops, they suddenly heard shouting outside the tent.

"What?" Baines's face changed slightly, and he quickly reacted and said, "Zong Yanli has switched to attack Kangshan?"

"The main force was not mobilized, but the attack was divided and divided."

"Wuhuan's troops?"

"This Zong Yanli is really good at ordering people around..."

Baines and Yi Tiangan reacted quickly. Baines thought for a moment and said, "Send a message directly to General Geng and ask him to lead his troops to Kangshan to meet the enemy. Do not move the troops in Baishui Pass."

The officers and soldiers immediately responded and hurried away.

In the big tent where Zong Yanli was, Lu Peibai had finally recovered and had started helping with military affairs in the past few days. The strategy of turning to attack Kangshan City was proposed by Lu Peibai. It might not be of much use, but it could delay the arrival of Qi's troops.

"What are you painting?" Pei Liang had been so busy these days that he felt dizzy. Lu Peibai's return finally gave him a chance to take a break. He caught a glimpse of Zhan Haoyue fiddling with his painting skills again and couldn't help but come over to take a closer look.

"Baishui Pass." This time, Zhan Haoyue did not paint people, but scenery.

"Well... it's much better than when you painted the general." Pei Liang said quietly.

Zhan Haoyue almost threw his pen after hearing this. What the hell are you talking about!

Zhuang Chengbi was laughing so hard that he couldn't stop. Finally, he changed his tone and said, "I think Mr. Mingxi's paintings of people are very vivid. Why don't we let Mr. Mingxi paint a picture for the general?"

Zhan Haoyue turned around in surprise and looked at Lu Peibai who was sitting next to him and asked, "Mr. Mingxi can draw portraits? When did Mr. Zhuang see him?"

Zhuang Chengbi said quickly, "Don't blame me. I just happened to see Mr. Mingxi tidying up his desk one day and saw a few of his paintings. The ladies in the paintings were very vivid, so I remembered them."

Lu Peibai laughed a little, nodded slightly and said: "Excuse me, gentlemen. I am good at painting casually with my limited skills, but if I were to paint a general, I am afraid I can't depict the general's heroic spirit at all."

"Why be so modest? Wujiu, with his poor painting skills, dares to paint for the general. Mr. Mingxi, you must be better than him!" Pei Liang said with a smile.

"Pei Liang!"

"..."

Lu Peibai looked at Zhan Haoyue who was holding the paintbrush in his hand, and was so angry that he reached out to smear it on Pei Liang's face. The counselors who usually looked so serious and elegant were now playing and fighting like children. Huo Wenqi was afraid that innocent people would be implicated, so he picked up his desk and moved away.

The military formation diagram that he had worked so hard to draw cannot be ruined by these people!

Lu Peibai was amused by them and was actually quite tempted. He picked up the paintbrush and began to sketch on the drawing paper, imagining what Zong Yanli looked like.

She originally wanted to paint casually, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't help but paint each stroke carefully, as if only in this way could she depict the grace and elegance of Zong Yanli.

This painting took five whole days to complete, so much so that later on, Zhan Haoyue and the others could not help but look forward to the day when Lu Peibai would finish the painting.

Zong Yanli left the camp again, but today he was on patrol with the soldiers. He also inspected the defense work in the military tent to see if there was any negligence. Looking at the soldiers who were watching seriously on the lookout, none of them were cheating.

"General! General, hurry up!" Zong Yanli had just returned from outside and didn't even have time to take off the mask on his face before he was hurriedly dragged into the tent by Zhan Haoyue and others.

"What happened?" Zong Yanli was greatly surprised: "What happened?"

"Big thing! A very big thing!" Zhan Haoyue's face was full of excitement, and he pulled Zong Yanli into the military tent.

Zong Yanli walked in quickly. He originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but when he entered, he saw Pei Liang, Lu Peibai and others among them, and each of them had an excited expression on their face.

Zong Yanli raised her eyes and saw Lu Peibai slowly moving aside, revealing the portrait on the table. The person in the portrait was none other than herself.

In the portrait, Zong Yanli is sitting high on a warhorse, holding a black long sword in his hand and riding forward. It is obviously just a simple ink painting without even a bit of color, but it inexplicably makes people feel the fierce fighting spirit at a glance.

The murderous aura of the unsheathed long sword seemed to have the power to split the sky. Zong Yanli, who was wearing black armor and sitting high on the black horse, had a ferocious face and eyes that seemed to see through the drawing paper. In the next moment, he was about to leap out of the painting on his horse, and the long sword was about to chop off his head!

"What do you think, General?" Pei Liang also had a little excitement on his face. He looked at Zong Yanli with a smile and said, "Did you draw a third of the general's style?"

"This is..." Zong Yanli was stunned when he saw it, and asked with a raised eyebrow: "Is it painted by Mr. Mingxi?"

"How did the general know that?" Lu Peibai didn't even say a word, but was pointed out by Zong Yanli. He was very surprised.

"The painting is so delicate and exquisite that you can tell at first glance that it was created by a woman." Zong Yanli laughed. Although she could not paint, she could appreciate paintings.

Besides, Pei Liang didn't have that ability. She had seen Zhan Haoyue's painting skills. Looking at the whole account, there was no one else who could draw such a vivid portrait. She could be sure without much guessing, so Zong Yanli was very sure of her judgment.

Lu Peibai smiled and said a little embarrassedly: "I just felt itchy for a moment."

Zong Yanli turned around and continued to look at the portrait. After a long pause, he said, "It's a good painting, but... why do you paint me so fierce?"

Everyone: "..."

What does it mean to draw yourself as fierce?

Isn’t this a very vivid painting?

If you look at it from the battlefield, you will find the painting much gentler!

Zong Yanli was very happy to collect the painting and asked Lu Peibai to write an inscription on it, so much so that Pei Liang and Zhan Haoyue were itching to paint his portrait themselves.

But in the end, all of them ended in vain, because after they finished painting, they found that it was not comparable to Lu Peibai's painting. It seemed that continuing to paint would be an insult to the general, so Zhan Haoyue gave up and just painted a portrait of Pei Liang.

"Why did you paint me like that pale-faced scholar!" Pei Liang was so angry when he saw the portrait painted by Zhan Haoyue. After all, he was considered a man of both civil and military talents, so how could he look like this pretty boy?

"You are just like this." Zhan Haoyue looked down on the sky and refused to change no matter what.

"Zhan Haoyue!"

"Tsk."

When Monk saw Pei Liang's portrait, he almost rolled on the ground with laughter. He didn't know how a strange switch was triggered, and Zhan Haoyue was so excited to draw a portrait for all of them.

So much so that Long Feiguang did not escape. Looking at the horrible calligraphy of Zhan Haoyue, he even wondered when to set fire to Zhan Haoyue's tent!

Zong Yanli couldn't help laughing when he heard about what Zhan Haoyue had done. In the end, he could only persuade everyone to be patient. Zhan Haoyue was always so casual in doing things, and it would be fine after this period. However, because of Lu Peibai's painting skills, he received unanimous praise from everyone in the account.

"Have you delivered the food and fodder to General Du?" Zong Yanli suppressed the noise and turned to talk about business. Now that Duzhe of Kangshan City and the State of Qi were at war, she naturally had to pay attention to the war and the arrival of food and fodder supplies.

"Yes, they have." Long Feiguang nodded and said, "General Geng from Qi State has gone with his troops to provide support. I have asked Bai Xiujun to lead the Ghost Battalion to meet them."