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杀破狼 / Sha Po Lang by Priest

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　"My general," he thought, his heart filled with both sweetness and sorrow: “For generations, how many renowned generals were able to safely retire? Don't these words stab at my heart?”

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　　Gu Yun's lumbar and cervical bones had problems, Chang Geng did not need to examine carefully, for after unloading the armor, he could feel it through the clothing.

　　He threw aside all straying thoughts and frowned. "Zi Xi, how long has it been since you last took off the Light Armor?"

　　"Since removing the steel plate, I've been wearing it all the time..." As Gu Yun said these words, he felt that something was not right. After a pause, he quickly added, "Well, of course, I would take it off when bathing, I am not like the bald donkey Liao Ran who likes to be filthy.”

　　Chang Geng reached out and pressed him down on his stomach, saying: "Don't move — you still have the heart to mock others."

　　Even though these generals were powerful at a young age, if they were lucky enough to live until old, most of them would suffer from numerous injuries and diseases. The malposition of the cervical and lumbar bone was almost the norm. Although the Light Armor was lightweight and convenient, it directly added to the human body, unlike the Heavy Armor that could support itself. Gu Yun was always ready for battle, not taking it off even in sleep. For a long time, the bones and muscles weren't able to rest. Chang Geng only exerted a little strength, and with just one press, the cracking sound of his bones and muscles could be heard.

　　"You can't feel it now, because the muscles of the waist and back can still hold up. What will you do when you get older?" Chang Geng stroked his hands heavily over his back shoulder blades and kneaded his stiff shoulders.

　　Whenever Shen Yi got a bit lengthy, he was always being scoffed at, but the same things, when changed to Chang Geng who would say them, Gu Yun was not at all unhappy. He listened lazily with half-closed eyes. Everything in the army was simple, even if one was the Marquis of Order. There was only a military bed in his tent, a steam lamp hanging at the head of the bed, the lights are dim, half-covering the two.

　　Chang Geng: “Does it hurt?”

　　Gu Yun shook his head and slowly murmured, "When you sent this batch of things, the wind will surely have spread out. The mob of the Western Regions coalition forces all have their own calculation. At present, the Westerners cannot unconditionally provide to them steel armors. In a few days, there will surely be some traitors who would come to surrender to us...Pfff, slow down.”

　　Gu Yun did not respond when he pressed his shoulder, but as Chang Geng's fingers just slid down his spine near his ribs, Gu Yun suddenly burst into laughter, "Ticklish."

　　"..." Chang Geng increased the strength of his fingers and almost penetrated into his bones and flesh. If he continued a little longer, he would have to press his skin to the point of almost bruising, he said helplessly, "Can you tell the difference between painful and ticklish? How can you feel ticklish with such great strength?"

　　"It is clear that your skills are not good," Gu Yun said, "But they will not be too sincere in their surrender. These bastards have done these two-faced things too many times. If they don't convince us, they will make our backyard fire next time. I intend to send out troops on New Year's Eve, beating them up to a feast before saying anything else.”

　　Chang Geng pressed Gu Yun's shoulder with one hand, the other stay upright, pushed down Gu Yun's spine with his elbow: "Is the Black Iron Camp forces at Jiayu Gate strong enough?"

　　"If it's not enough, it must be..." Gu Yun’s back arched: "Ha ha ha, stop, stop pressing."

　　Chang Geng did not listen to him. He pressed his elbow against him and kneaded both sides of his spine twice from head to tail. Only then did he stop slightly.

　　Gu Yun laughed so much that his stomach ached and his tears were almost about to come down. He gasped for breath before continuing with his words: "It is alright. Let's give a sincere reply to those with the intention of surrendering and make an appointment beforehand, stating that as long as they roll far away, we won't move. Afterwards, we will take the opportunity and attack them first, then press them under Heavy Armor and stir up a commotion, prioritizing fear. We'll scare away a few of them, and tidy up the rest one by one."

　　Chang Geng moved his finger slightly and laughed, "Are you not afraid of people saying that you are not trustworthy and treacherous?"

　　Gu Yun carelessly said: "A group of subordinate countries rebelling, sons beating their father, what kind of benevolence they uphold... Ah! You... You amateur doctor!"

　　When Chang Geng pressed the acupoint at his waist, Gu Yun shouted, raising up like a living fish, hitting the bed board.

　　Chang Geng had no choice but to retract his hand. "Try to endure it. Has the military doctor in the camp never massaged for you?”

　　Gu Yun: "Well, let me think..."

　　"No need to think about it, who would be able to massage you?" Chang Geng stood up, replaced his finger with his palm and knelt on his side with one leg. "Then I will try to be a little lighter this time."

　　This time, he changed from his fingers to palm, little by little, with his palm placed close to the acupoint, gradually increasing his strength from light to heavy. Gu Yun did not know how to cooperate, the greater the strength under Chang Geng's palm, the tighter the muscles between his waist and abdomen were, the clearer the traces of the waistline under his clothing become. Chang Geng was a little dazzled in an instant, feeling that he could hug his waist with only two hands. His heart originally without any straying thoughts suddenly trembled for a moment, beginning to jump wildly without warning. The movements on his hands lightened involuntarily, giving Gu Yun another kind of 'ticklish'.

　　This time he did not raise up, there was a layer of indescribable sensation that went along Chang Geng's hand. Gu Yun awkwardly turned back and grabbed Chang Geng's hand. "Alright."

　　Chang Geng was shocked, blood from his heart all rushed up, his neck blushed red.

　　Gu Yun coughed dryly and asked, "What about you? When will you return to the capital?”

　　Chang Geng stared at him without moving his gaze: "... I'd like to leave after the sixteenth.”

　　Gu Yun: "..."