"Uncle Yi, quickly get up. Don't kneel down so easily in the future. I don't like it." There's a way. I'll give you a surprise when I get there. As for the heavily injured and the disabled soldiers, perhaps they could use this method as well, but he did not know what they were thinking. Do you want to go home and live a peaceful life as a farmer, or do you want to continue fighting on the battlefield? "

"Of course it's to return to the battlefield. Young General, quickly tell me what it is."

"Cough cough, Uncle Yi, don't be in such a hurry. Wait for me for a few days, it might not even last a few days."

"This lowly general is anxious to make the young general laugh. If I can once again enter the battlefield and protect the young general by his side, this lowly general would wish for nothing more."

In Helian Manqiu's mind, the scar-faced man who looked like an evil ghost suddenly appeared. His face was full of hideous scars as he brandished his metal limbs.

So bloody, so violent!

A prosthetic limb, that was what Helian Manqiu thought. What was the meaning of having a prosthetic limb? A metal prosthetic limb did not feel any pain, and a hard saber could not pierce through the body. What was the meaning of having a prosthetic limb?

"As soon as I can, don't be impatient, Uncle Yi. Let's eat first."

"Yes, this general is too impatient. I'll bring you the food now."

Helian Manqiu could not help but laugh. Was there a need to be so happy to rejoin the battlefield?

Since ancient times, the battlefield had been a meat grinder. It was the place with the highest death rate and the most sudden death rate. Are all the people here so aggressive that they would rather die on the battlefield than live a peaceful life on a bed?

If that was the case, then not only would the military region be important in terms of location, the people here would be even more important.

In his memory, the military region was located in the north. It was close to the foreign tribes such as the Qing Yu and the others, and they had spent their years in war and chaos. The Military Region was the most important city in the northern border of the Great Hengkong Empire.

The northern part of the Military Region was a place where the foreign races, such as the fresh-looking ones, were constantly harassing. Because of this, the people of the northern part of the Military Region lived in turmoil and hardships, and thus developed a valiant disposition.

When breakfast was finished, Helian Manqiu let the others carry her to the main hall to see Gan Zhixuan order everything. She wanted to blend in here as soon as possible and familiarize herself with this place, especially with "that person".

"Young General, today, the lord has sent orders to personally send the general into the earth with the help of a spirit. The soldiers of the military region are all dressed in mourning and the lords and subordinates are all wearing white belts."

He did not expect that the young general's prophecy would turn into reality with the other party personally wearing plain clothes and sending Helian Mountain to the grave.

"Alright, let's follow Master's arrangements."

Someone helped Helian Qingyu out from behind. Originally, all of the generals had heavy expressions with tears in their eyes. When they saw Helian Qingyu, they couldn't help but reveal looks of being at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

White clothes, snow-white body, like the moonlight flowing lightly on the ground, more than three feet, the gait weak.

Her long hair fell down, revealing a snow-white face the size of a palm. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Lightly like a willow returning to the wind, her tears sparkled, her face was pale, and her lips couldn't help but slightly tremble. Her delicate hand gripped a piece of white silk tightly. She wanted to cry but didn't. She wanted to say something but couldn't. Her delicate body trembled slightly as tears filled her eyes.

What a beautiful woman, a lady, delicate and delicate, moving heart.

"Cough, cough …"

Helian Manqiu almost burst out laughing. This young master's brother was more of a woman than a woman. This kind of appearance simply made a woman unable to continue living.

"Little sister, don't be too sad. Be careful of your body. Your injuries haven't completely healed and your body has always been weak. Father's spirit in heaven must not want you to be too sad."

Helian Manqiu held onto her delicate body, which was slightly trembling. Helian Qingyu, who had swapped identities with her, called out to her.

"Little sister, come over here and pay your respects to the Lord. Don't be rude in front of the Lord."

Leaning on the reclining chair, Helian Manqiu ruthlessly pinched Helian Qingyu's arm, reminding him not to forget his identity and not to arouse the suspicion of others.

Seeing Helian Qingyu's current delicate and timid, delicate and moving appearance, she wasn't worried in the slightest that anyone would be able to see that Helian Qingyu was a man.

Gan Yuxuan's gaze fell upon Helian Qingyu from the moment he came out. The other generals were the same as well. They were all looking at the Helian Family's Miss for the first time.

When they saw Helian Qingyu, no one had the slightest suspicion towards Helian Manqiu. Originally, many of her subordinates had been willing to give it to Xuan as a gift and thought that Helian Manqiu was too beautiful like a woman. When they saw Helian Qingyu, everyone thought in their hearts that this was the real daughter of a noble family's daughter, the delicate and beautiful Helian Manqiu, the daughter of Helian Shan.

Only Gan Yuxuan's gaze slightly froze. It was rumored that Helian Shan's daughter loved to train in martial arts. She was quite a manly girl and her martial arts were not weak. But from the looks of it now, why was she so delicate?

The White Hawk's eyebrows lightly knitted together. This Miss Helian Manqiu was very different from the rumors. Helian Shan's children were far different from what the rumors said.

As for that young general, not to mention whether he knew martial arts, his intelligence and calmness were already unparalleled. Such a young age made him feel fear, and made his lord look at him in a different light.

This Miss Helian Manqiu was as weak as a willow in the wind. She looked extremely delicate, but perhaps, she was shockingly weak. It was hard to tell.

"Helian Manqiu pays her respects to my lord. When my lord was entering the city, Manqiu, because of her injuries, did not come to pay my lord a visit. Please forgive me, my lord."

Helian Qingyu kneeled down and wanted to cry.

The pain on his arm caused him to not dare to cry. No matter what, he was the young master of the military state's garrison general, the eldest young master of the Helian Family, and the young general's identity.

He wanted to cry but had no tears. Helian Qingyu was sad that his father had died in battle. He was also sad that he had been turned into a young miss. He had changed his identity with his sister, Helian Manqiu.

Useless, he was too useless!

At this moment, shouldn't he stand up bravely to support the Helian Family's Eldest Young Master?

Why did he want to hide behind his sister, leaving everything for her to take on all the responsibilities in the military?

But, him, what should he do?

He did not have the ability to carry the heavy burden, and the person he was most familiar with was his sister. The one disguised as a man and those soldiers was also his sister.

This time, it was all thanks to his little sister.

At this moment, Helian Qing Yu regretted that he hadn't gone to study martial arts, painstakingly cultivated martial arts, and painstakingly studied the military manual. Instead, he had gone to study something.

The Northern Lands placed heavy emphasis on martial arts and gentle writing. The men of the Northern Lands were hot-blooded and valiant. They had never placed too much importance on the literati. He was the son of Helian Shan, the son of General Helian Shan!

She looked at her sister who was lazily sitting on the reclining chair. Even while she was sitting there, there was a trace of heroic spirit and a bit of a mischievous spirit between her brows. She seemed to be calm as she grasped the pearl of intelligence.