Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian ran non-stop with the general protecting the country, and it took half a month to reach the border barracks.

Someone first conveyed the news of the arrival of Princess Le An and the General Protecting the Country to the barracks.

Zhen Guo General Qi Yin's expression was calm, and he only sent some soldiers to meet him.

When it comes to the battlefield and the barracks, there is no hierarchy.

Generals always act according to priorities.

When the soldiers in the barracks heard that Princess Le'an had come in person, the brats couldn't help being a little excited.

Her Royal Highness is a daughter of gold, they come from humble backgrounds, and they hardly have the chance to meet Her Royal Highness from the palace in this life.

And Princess Le'an is His Majesty's favorite princess, and everyone in the world knows it.

Princess Le'an was able to come, and the exhausted soldiers couldn't help but had tears in their eyes and blood in their chests.

They are soldiers, they are soldiers, they are born to defend their homes and country, protecting their loved ones at all costs.

Just the news of the princess going has already greatly condensed the morale of the army.

When reinforcements arrived, they also brought food and grass.

The one who rode at the front was General Protector, followed by Princess Le'an in a red dress.

The soldiers greeted them respectfully and opened the gates of the barracks.

General Huguo got off his horse, and Feng Qian also got off his horse.

The princess looked calm, and followed the general who protected the country into the barracks.

General Huguo glanced around, and asked a soldier casually, "Where's your general?"

The soldier replied respectfully: "Return to the general, our general was discussing the strategy of marching and fighting with the military division in the main tent, so we couldn't come to greet him in person."

The general who protects the country is quite used to it, "Oh, this Qi Yin is still the same."

He looked back at Feng Qian: "Your Highness, this person is just like this. He is old-fashioned and always puts business first."

Feng Qian nodded and didn't care.

The soldiers leading the way said respectfully: "Princess, general, please follow me."

Soldiers took them to the tents arranged in advance.

When the soldier left, he scratched his head at the princess and said, "Your Highness, the border gate is simple and the hospitality is poor. If you need anything, you can tell us anytime."

Feng Qian raised his eyes and looked at the environment inside the camp. Although it was very simple, it was clean and tidy.

She nodded, "OK, thank you."

The soldier was flattered and froze on the spot without any reaction. When he realized it, the princess had already walked into the tent.

His face was reddish, he pursed his lips and turned away silently.

It didn't take long for General Huguo to go to the main tent to find General Zhenguo Qi Yin.

The man was wearing a silver battle armor, and his black hair was tied up on the top of his head with a simple silver hairpin.

A few strands of hair hang down from the forehead.

Most of the soldiers in the barracks had darker to sallow complexion, but he was different.

General Zhen Guo's complexion was as white as snow, as delicate as porcelain jade, his bright red lips were lightly pursed, his nose bridge was high, and his facial features were exquisite.

Just looking at it like this, he doesn't look like a general who is marching and fighting at all. He looks as good-looking as a nobleman in a wine alley, and like a gentleman teaching in a private school, with a bookish atmosphere.

And Piansheng is such a person, with great military exploits, defending the well-being of his family and country.

Qi Yin slightly raised his head and glanced at the general protecting the country, then looked away.

Military adviser Song Ling pointed to a mountain foot and suggested: "General, we are in a stalemate with the enemy, maybe we can lie in ambush here and find a breakthrough."

Qi Yin's eyes shone slightly, and they lightly fell on the place Song Ling was pointing at.

After a while, he shook his head.

"inappropriate."