A long silence fell to the carriage after Song Qinghan heard the man’s words, he pursed his lips but made no sound at all.

War would never end! To be preciser, the eagerness of ending a war would in fact bring out another war in a bigger scale since conquering would never cease no matter it was in ancient time or modern time…

Now the only hope was that Muhammad would successfully occupy the Northern minority’s inherent territory and thus hinder the unconquerable strength of them after he brought the triplets out. Otherwise, probably the enemies would take a step ahead before Muhammad brought his ever-growing soldiers to the front of the Yueban City.

This journey was kind of boring, they did not even have their personal time alone getting off the carriage together and having something to eat together.

Little Shitou didn’t cry or make a fuss along this trip. Even if there was nothing to play with, he could play with Song Qinghan’s fingers for an entire day. Well, it seemed that not only the adorable appearance but also the quietness of Little Shitou helped him gain the popularity. So people would tend to deliver some food to him out of willingness occasionally.

This in fact did Song Qinghan a big favor this time because even he himself did not ever possess such a long time to spend time with Little Shitou together. He was quite concerned perviously that he wouldn’t be able to meet any demands from Little Shitou. Luckily, it seemed that the situation was smoother than he thought.

After ten days in a row finally passed, a different scene appeared eventually.

A flood of tents emerged like rolling massifs in their sights, coming with a sense of hopelessness and heroic.

Right at this time, everybody just withdrew their current expressions right away, as if any unserious emotion would be a disrespect to the place like here.

Song Qinghan tied Little Shitou tight in his arms and used a mantle to cover him up, in case that a child might incur some unnecessary disturbances.

After all, it was totally different for the entire team to know the fact comparing to the reality that the partial logistic team member knew it.

Standing quite afar, Song Qinghan witnessed Wu Dahu leading the army troop forward. Probably Wu Dahu was heading to report the updating news to the commander in chief. As for the logistic team, they were all arranged to settle down at the back side of the base camp, and were divided into different groups to share the same camp.

No one knew whether Song Qinghan was treated uniquely because of the accompanying child or not that he was distributed with a special camp which was only to accomondate three people.

However, Song Qinghan would prefer to stay with more people when he caught a glimpse of his campmate.

“Hey! What are you looking at? Are you begging for my fist?”

The femina man sounded attempting to make troubles after he noticed that Song Qinghan took a short glance at him.

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows, and then responded plainly, “Come on you, hit me as you wish. The battlefield is right out there in the front, I think you will stand out with an eyecatching show.”

Hearing so, the femina man stamped his feet wrathfully without further annoying words. He picked his own quilt up and then walked directly to the innermost side of the camp, and started making his bed violently.

What was worth mentioning was that members belonging to the logistic team had their uniform dress in order to make them be differ from the soldiers who needed to join the battle. Furthermore, dresses from different teams were imprinted with different Chinese character which represented their own team. For instance, on the back of Song Qinghan’s uniform there was imprinted with a Chinese character ‘夜’ (representing the ‘Chamber Pot’ Team)

They got not enough time to have a rest. After getting informed with the notifications, they were all prepared to work.

Song Qinghan was rather meticuous when they were picking their desired serving areas. And he deliberately picked an area near to the one where the Imperial Guards were assigned for, and came to explain, “It’s kind of a place far away, I’m older in the team, let me go there.”

The femina man (Campmate) in fact had picked another area for his duty, but after he heard that Song Qinghan took the initiative to have his own choice, he suddenly changed his mind and shouted, “Let me go there, I am young enough, I should make a ‘sacrifice’ myself.”

The other members in the team seemed to have known the conflicts between them, but they just exchanged their glances, seemingly not even intending to step in.

In addition, speaking of the assignation itself, it seemed that the femina man was ostensibly giving a helping hand right away. So as long as Song Qinghan would make a concession in this matter, thing would just turn over a new leaf.

But how? The original intention for Song Qinghan to come was actually for Wu Dahu. If he made a confession so easily in the affair of persisting on that area, wouldn’t it mean that all his efforts he had made for this trip were in vain?

He took a glance at the femina man, and happened to catch the complacency in the femina man’s eyes. He pondered for a brief moment and then stretched forth his arm and pointed at the other area, smiling and uttering, “Oh, what a coincidence. I originally wanted to pick that area since it is rather close to the camp here. And all the high-ranking military officers are gathering there anyway, how lucky I will be if I can show up in front of them and get to build a good relationship, and after that I won’t concern too much over my future ‘official career’.”

After that, he saluted to the femina man while pretending to put on a sincerity in the eyes.

The femina man found out that the area where Song Qinghan pointed at was actually the one he originally picked. Furthermore, the excuse for that was indeed the same one as Song Qinghan showed off. Suddenly he felt rather unpleasant and thought that Song Qinghan probably had just played a trick ‘drawing back in order to leap better’. And now instead of being jubilant for his decision, he was rather regretful.

No one knew whether Song Qinghan did that on purpose or not, he came to emphasize, “Once selected, nothing should be altered anymore. Otherwise, it will be quite troublesome for doing so.”

After Song Qinghan said so, the femina man finally came to further verify his suspicion that Song Qinghan had played a trick to him. With fists clenched tight, he seemed to be quite wrathful currently.

The other members chose to turn a blind eye to the arguement of the two. After everybody picked their own desired area, they started working.

Song Qinghan brought Little Shitou together when he was at work. He still chose to use a mantle to cover the child up and expose only the head out.

Little Shitou was blinking his eyes peeking while letting out laughters in a row occasionally, as if he had found that everything here was fresh and worth probing.

After he finally reached to the first tent, Song Qinghan reached out to caress Little Shitou on the head, and then posted a gesture motioning the baby to quiet down. Little Shitou was quite obedient and cooperative and kept his silence after that. Sighing with relief, Song Qinghan managed to expose the ‘夜’ character on his cloth and then walked into the tent unveiling the curtain.

Probably it was because .that they were repeatedly defeated, the atmosphere in the tent wasn’t that good at all.

Right there on the bed there sitting a man, and when he noticed that Song Qinghan just came in without permission, he finally found somewhere to vent all his anger in mind, and then he shouted, “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? DON’T YOU KNOW THAT INTRUDING INTO HERE EQUALS CAPITAL CRIME?”

Song Qinghan never expected that there would be a roar waiting him inside the tent. So out of surprise, he couldn’t help but shiver subconsciously, and then turned to pay a salute and answered in a low voice, “Lord, I am here to clean the chamber pot…”

It was not until the man finished his shout did he finally notice the uniform Song Qinghan was wearing. Even though he came to realize that he had made a mistake, he still refused to admit that, but frowned tight and said, “Do you think that you’re allowed to come in and go out all by your will? What if I was negotiating about confidential affair with the others just now?”

Song Qinghan opened his mouth. In fact he intended to retort that if the man was really negotiating something about confidential affair with the others, the guards outside the tent would have definitely blocked him. But at the moment he caught a glimpse of the man’s expression showing his outrage, he knew speaking less would be a more securer solution at this moment, so he nodded, “Please forgive me for making such an abrupt and stupid decision, Lord. A great man rarely stoops to pettiness, please spare my life!”

He was rather calm when he said so like consoling a child who was being unreasonably troublesome. Thus the man suddenly blushed with his ears filled with redness. “A great man rarely stoops to pettiness”? If the man bothered to trouble Song Qinghan with such a trifle this time, it might be a shame to him not showing his generosity.

Besides, wasn’t it an etiquette for the servants to say “Please punish me” when they made mistakes in daily life? How could he say “Please spare my life” so abruptly?