The dull-witted Zhao Er was easy to recognize, and there was not much change compared to what he remembered.
Judging from the clothes and armor on his body, he probably got a promotion.
Jiang Wang didn't expect him to be promoted, but this is a good thing. Zhao Er heard that such a dull person would probably be treated fairly only under Du Yehu's hands. On the other hand, the fact that Zhao Er heard that he could be promoted showed that Du Yehu was doing well.
So that "General Du"...is he a tiger?
Du Laoer became the general of Jiujiang Xuanjia? Squeezed Duan Li out?
Jiang Wang suppressed the turmoil in his heart and heard Zhao Er say carelessly: "Vice General Yang, what does General Du Pian want to see me for?"
As soon as this sound came out, it was clear as soon as he answered the duty.
Vice General Yang, standing in front of him, looked helpless: "Do you have to pronounce the word 'vice' and 'bia' so clearly? Can you be more careful?"
Zhao Erting scratched his head: "I didn't call you wrong...why don't you care?"
"Okay, okay." Yang Yin knew that there was no reason to argue with this idiot, so he waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, General Du is still waiting for you."
Zhao Er heard the sound of the urn and said, "You haven't said anything yet. What does General Du Pian want from me? You don't want to ask me to drink. I have to practice tomorrow!"
If it were anyone else, if they heard the call from their superiors, they would definitely go there. If they were drinking, they would be even more happy. This is the kind of treatment only confidants can have. Only Zhao Er would care more about training after hearing such a fool.
Yang Yin said impatiently: "I just asked you to report. Stop talking nonsense and go quickly."
Zhao Er heard that he had to go reluctantly, but he was still mumbling: "I have nothing to report..."
Jiang Wang moved his steps and hung behind them leisurely.
Walking to a larger military tent, Zhao Erting carelessly opened the curtain and entered, and a pungent smell of alcohol rushed out. Even Jiang Wang frowned.
Yang Yin and Zhao Er seemed to be very used to hearing it.
"General Du Pian!" Zhao Er shouted as soon as he entered the account: "I, Zhao Er, came here to report!"
The decoration in the military tent was very simple, with no decoration except for a bow hanging on the wall.
Du Yehu sat on the ground among a bunch of wine jars.
Hearing the sound, he burped and said drunkenly: "Son of a bitch, that's so loud! It scared me!"
Jiang Wang followed Zhao Erting into the tent when he lifted the curtain. With his strength and the cover of Niyi, it was difficult for Zhao Erting and Yang Yin to detect his infiltration. Du Yehu was drunk again. of.
The reason why Hidden Clothes can hide its whereabouts is that it can blend into the environment. When the person wearing the cloak moves, the cloak needs to reconnect with the environment and therefore temporarily loses its effectiveness.
The reason why Yin Guan moved around in Hidden Clothes and did not reveal his appearance immediately was because of his own secret control, which helped Hidden Clothes integrate into the environment. But that still has no effect on Yue Leng, who is in the presence of God.
Jiang Wang couldn't do this, but it was okay to restrain his energy and make himself silent. Sneaking into the tent and standing in the corner for a while, Niyi had reintegrated into the environment.
He stood still in the corner, silently looking at Du Yehu.
I haven't seen him for a long time. Du Yehu still looks so anxious. He is a young man under twenty years old and looks like a middle-aged man. However, his beard became thicker and his face actually became thinner.
Yang Yin advised: "Although I don't have any mission now, if you drink like this in the army, I'm afraid General Duan will be unhappy."
Du Yehu took a big gulp of wine and ignored him. He only shouted to Zhao Er, "Zhao Er, listen! Tell me something again. You went to Maplewood City to deliver a message to me. What did those bastards say?"
Zhao Er sounded heartless and could not understand the emotions involved.
He just said distressedly: "Again? I've said it thousands of times."
Yang Yin slapped him on the back of the head: "Just tell me what you say, so much nonsense!"
Du Yehu roared fiercely: "You idiot Yang Yin! Go and do your military affairs! What does it have to do with you?"
Yang Yin knew Du Yehu's temperament, so he wasn't angry at all. He just lifted up the tent and left helplessly.
Du Yehu then stared at Zhao Er and said, "Speak!"
His eyes were as wide as bells, but the pupils were bloodshot. He didn't know whether it was because he drank too much or for some other reason. All in all, it looks terrifying.
Even though Zhao Er was used to being careless, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
He said coyly: "Well, I went to Maplewood City and called those people together. I said everything you asked me to say."
"Not a word was missed!" he emphasized.
"I traveled to several places. I was talking about how awesome you are, and you were in Jiujiang..." Zhao Er listened and recalled ramblingly: "When I was talking, that guy was dressed weirdly rich and good-looking. Yeah, I just know how to laugh."
Du Yehu slapped his thigh: "Damn it, the pretty boy knows I'm just bragging!"
Zhao Er heard this and said again: "The one who looked very square and dressed very simply didn't say anything. He didn't smile either."
While he was talking, Du Yehu followed him in 'interpretation': "Hey, the boss is still kind."
"That handsome-looking guy speaks very kindly, but I don't know why, but when he looks at me, I feel weird."
"The third child doesn't show it on his face, but he is very opinionated in his heart!"
Du Yehu drank the last bottle of wine.
"Okay! Sleep!"
He fell straight down.
Crackling, I don’t know how much the wine jar was smashed.
He didn't even realize it.
Seeing Du Yehu sleeping to death, Zhao Erting scratched his head, turned around, lifted the curtain and left.
This was not the first time that Du Laohu got drunk, nor was it the first time that he was asked to tell these old stories while drinking. He was used to this scene. He admired Du Yehu, but compared to repeating these old words, tomorrow's training was more important.
Jiang Wang, who watched the whole scene, did not move for a long time.
For a few moments, he wanted to take off his clothes, jump in front of Du Yehu, wake him up with a basin of water, laugh before he lost his temper, and say, Du Laoer, look, I'm not dead! Not only am I not dead, An An is also doing well now!
But in the end he didn't.
Because he couldn't explain why he didn't die, where he went during this period, why he left Zhuang Country, what happened in Maplewood City...
When Du Yehu was a child, he could pick up a knife and chop his enemies to death with his own hands, but now it was even more impossible for him to hold back.
But the opponent they need to face now cannot be overcome by relying on bravery or courage.
Zhuang Gaoxian is already a real person in this world. He can crush them to death with one finger, which is not even more difficult than crushing an ant.
To deal with Zhuang Gaoxian, one needs the courage to fear death, consistent determination, and even more long-term pain tolerance.
…
There was silence for a long time in the military tent, except for Du Yehu's snoring.
When Yang Yin opened the curtain and walked into the military tent, he unexpectedly found that the military tent had been tidied up, and the fragments of the wine jar that should have been messy on the floor were completely gone.
A table is a table and a chair is a chair.
And Du Yehu was lying on the camp bed just fine, with a quilt covering him.
"Weird."
Yang Yin muttered strangely: "When did Zhao Ersi learn to be a good boy and know how to clean him up?"
