Could this be the upcoming battle?

He didn't remember the plot so fast, so what's going on?

"Let's go, let's go in, today is going to be lively."

It didn't take long for Shen Li to enter the account, and Min Ce assisted the people on his side to arrive at the scene.

This Min Ce looked at the gentleman, and the smile on his face hadn't come down since he entered the account.

Accompanying him were several soldiers and his daughter Minzhen.

Minzhen was dressed in red, and he was easily identifiable among the men.

Seeing this, Jin Zhao shrank back. They were already sitting in the corner, so they were not easy to be found.

Wei Ming noticed his abnormality, "What? Did you see someone you know?"

When he first entered the barracks, he was inferior to others in every aspect. He struggled from the bottom up, and suffered a lot of abuse and torture from Wei Ming, until he was promoted to the position of colonel, and he followed Wei Ming all the time.

Wei Ming is a titan, he can say whatever he wants, and those who speak harsh words want to beat him to the ground, but this is what makes him improve day by day with his strong self-esteem.

This time his identity was spread all over the place, believe Wei Ming must have heard of it, but he never mentioned it in front of him, as if he didn't know it, but this also made him feel relieved, so he didn't have to worry about it too much.

Before coming to Ping Liang this time, he didn't expect to meet Minzhen. He thought he came here with a war in mind, but he never thought that he would meet both of them.

He handed the sword in his hand to Wei Ming, "General, I may be late to go back later, please take the sword back for me first."

Wei Ming glanced at it, quite puzzled, "Don't you usually carry this sword, how can the sword leave your body?"

"I'll talk to my brothers about something later, so I won't take it, it's strange."

Wei Ming curled his lips, and gave him a sideways glance, "I remember that you were asked to carry a bundle of sandbags weighing hundreds of catties, and you didn't see that it was heavy." Even so, he took the sword over.

After all, this sword was given to him by Minzhen back then, and his face has changed a little from two years ago. If she accidentally sees it, he can still pretend not to know him.

It's not that he has to hide from Minzhen, it's just that he feels that there is no need to meet her again. Now that he is no longer Xiaoliu, it is most appropriate to abandon everything in the past, and he doesn't want to get involved with her anymore.

Min Ce was over forty years old, but he looked like he was in his fifties. As soon as he came in, he walked up to Shen Li's side and exchanged pleasantries consciously.

He didn't forget to pull Minzhen to the other side of Shen Li, and the father and daughter surrounded him like that.

After people came in one after another, the originally empty big tent instantly became lively.

Jin Zhao looked at the man through the crowd, and saw that although his face was expressionless, there was a thick layer of frost in the depths of his eyes. For some reason, no one else felt it, so why did he feel it?Arrived.

Min Ce gathered all the people to greet him and toast him. After a lot of work, the man was usually arrogant and affected, but he didn't refuse, and drank cup after cup.

Xunfeng stood by his side, the word "Chuan" frowning all over his brows.

After some rounds, it was finally their turn.

Jin Zhao stood diagonally behind Wei Ming. From this position, Wei Ming just blocked his face.

Holding the wine, Min Ce looked at Wei Ming and said, "It's a long journey, General Wei has worked hard, and I thank General Pei on my behalf."

Wei Ming replied in a neutral tone, "It should." Afterwards, the two drank the wine.

Just about to sit down, Min Ce tilted his body, trying to see the person behind Wei Ming clearly, "Huh? Who is that?"

"It's the captain who came with the last general."

Hearing this, he didn't ask any more questions.

The two sat down, Jin Zhao always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from that direction, and he deliberately buried his head down.