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The sound of horses' hooves wakes up the sleeping border town.

Many ragged men, women, old and young, poked their heads out of the ruins, and when they saw the knight's costumes, their originally confused and uneasy eyes gradually turned into worry.

A young general, holding the reins of his horse in one hand and the hilt of his sword at his waist in the other, looked coldly at these unclothed victims. His cold gaze swept over these border people who had been killed by the war, and when he saw the sadness in their eyes, as if he knew what they were worried about, he waved his hand and rode out of the town first. Behind him were 10,000 'fine' riders, all with resolute expressions and fierce eyes with fierce eyes.

Out of the town, a strong man with a beard on his face ran to the young general, gave a slight salute, and followed him by one position. "General, fifty miles further is Beiyuan Town, and out of Beiyuan, it is the territory of the Hu people. When you get there, you must them hard, let them know that we are not easy to bully, don't provoke us if you have nothing to do. ”

The young general looked into the distance and said for a while: "Wang Huzi, fight the bearded people, your knife must be stronger than your mouth." ”

The bearded strong man smiled innocently, "Don't worry, General, Lao Wang's knife hasn't drunk enough blood, so it's sharp." ”

The young general glanced at him, and his cold eyes were a little warmer. "Wang Huzi, do you have any instructions for my sister-in-law's wife to go on this expedition?"

The bearded man was stunned, and only after a while did he smile, "I have been in the army for almost ten years, and I have been fighting almost every year, and my mother-in-law has long been used to it." Every time I go on an expedition, she cooks something delicious for me, and never says anything, just when she sends me out of the 'door', she leans on the 'door' frame and says, 'I'll wait for you to come back', country mother-in-law, what can you ask. ”

After hearing this, the young general glanced at this honest and brave man with envy, he probably didn't understand how much affection and concern a sentence 'I'll wait for you to come back', and what a heavy promise. Years of fighting and conquest have added how many 'women' who rely on the 'door' and hope for Lang Lang's return, and how many 'women' who are haunted by their dreams day and night, buried outside the desert. They bleed, they shed tears. The blood is stained with green grass and yellow sand, and the soaked is the cloth pillow and gauze towel.

The young general's gaze wandered into the distance, but his mind returned to before he set out for battle.

The courtyard is secluded, and under a 'flower' tree, a young 'woman' in white stands quietly. She has a beautiful face, elegant and dusty, even if the trees are full of 'flowers', it can't hide half of her elegance, no matter who looks here, the first thing they see is her, and they can only see her. That 'flower' tree is just an embellishment, dispensable.

She was the general's lover, and he came to see her because he was going on a long journey. He approached her and stopped on the other side of the 'flower' tree, his eyes dark, and his 'desire' stopped. The young 'girl' in white saw him, and sighed softly as if she was resentful, making his heart tremble. "You're going on another expedition, aren't you?"

The general did not speak, only nodded slightly. He was very helpless, because he promised her to go to see the 'flower' meeting in a few days, but he could only miss the appointment, and the military situation was urgent, so he couldn't help it.

The young 'girl' in white sighed softly again, but this time it was not as resentful as before, as if relieved, she slowly walked to the general, took out a sword spike and handed it to the general, the sword spike was 'exquisite' and beautiful, and there was a ring-shaped 'jade' buckle hanging on it. "Well, this is what I promised to give you before. ”

The general stretched out his hand to take it, looked at the 'fine' and beautiful sword spike, and stopped talking. The young 'girl' in white seemed to see through his thoughts, and said lightly: "Since something is given to you, it is yours, and how to deal with it is your business." If you don't like it, you can throw it away. Anyway, from now on, you are you, I am me, and it is irrelevant. ”

The general was shocked when he heard this, his eyes were round, and he stared at this delicate young 'girl', and his heart trembled. Although her tone was soft, he could hear the resolute meaning in it clearly and really. "Why?" he just came to say goodbye to his lover, because he didn't know if he would come back alive, but he didn't expect that his lover would have to make a decision with him.

The young woman in white glanced at his left hand, which was bruised and clutched a sword. Then he turned his eyes to look at the delicate 'flowers' full of trees, as if to explain, as if talking to himself: "You like to dance swords and bend bows, I like to play the piano and sing poetry." You love straddles, I love 'flower' trail walks. You like iron-blooded fighting, and I like light songs and dances...... We are not fellow travelers, so why bother. ”

Speaking of this, she paused, "I want to find someone to accompany me to watch the 'spring' to the autumn' to the 'flowers' to bloom 'flowers' Xie, to watch the clouds roll by the clouds, the rain to fall and the snow drift, to see the picturesque scenery during the day, and to read poems and songs at night, not any military books and war books, which I don't understand, and I don't want to understand......"

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but look at the sword in his hand again, "Do you know! How many times have I wanted to ask you, do you love the sword in your hand more, or do you love me more? Because what you hold tightly at all times is never my hand, but the cold sword. ”

The general clenched the sword in his hand tightly, "It's not what you think, I'll tell you the answer when I return this time." ”

The young 'woman' in white waved her hand, "No need, I don't want to know anymore." A few days ago, Sima Gongzi's father came to propose, and my parents agreed, and I agreed. From then on, you and I don't ask each other questions, rubbing shoulders like passers-by. After speaking, he turned around and let a tear slip from the corner of his eye, but he didn't wipe it.

"Why!" the general roared, his sword came out of its sheath, and the 'flowers' fell, and the branches broke and broke. He was furious, but the tip of his sword hung limply to the ground.

The young 'girl' in white trembled slightly because of this roar, but she didn't look back, she didn't look back, she didn't look back, her weak body, but her heart was as hard as a rock, her voice became cold, and she floated in the rain of 'flowers', "I want him to have you or not, and he can accompany you what I want to do." ”

Until her back disappeared, the general was still standing under the tree. Ren Tiantian's red powder stained his clothes. Finally, he looked at the beautiful spike of the sword, then hung it on the treetops of the 'flower', and strode away.

It's not that he doesn't want to remember, it's just that what he holds in his hand is the sword of killing, and he doesn't need those 'fine' embellishments, and he has prepared a way back for himself.

Finally arrived at the town of Kitahara, which had been washed in blood, and it was even more tragic than the previous town. As far as the eye could see, there was not a single living person in sight. When the general saw all this, his eyes were red, and he clutched the sword in his hand, unable to say a word.

The Hu people have been committing offenses year after year, and in recent years, they have arrogantly rushed into the vicinity of the capital. Recently, it was only a few dozen miles away from the capital, and for the Hu people, it was just a half-day attack. If this bloody scene was staged in the capital, how many people would have died tragically under the iron horsemen of the sword?

At this thought, the general tightened his grip on his sword. The capital can only let the 'flowers' bloom and the 'flowers' are grateful, and not allow half a drop of blood to stain.

The general reined in his horse, and the soldiers stopped. The general pointed to a headless 'female' corpse in the corner of the wall, her 'naked' and 'exposed' body made people dare not look at it directly. He pointed to a swaddling cloth on the corner of the street, and saw a blur of flesh and blood, but nothing else. Then he asked coldly, "Tell me, did you hear what they said?"

No one spoke, not even the horses forgot to neigh, tens of thousands of people, dead silence, and the air of slaughter wafting in the wind. The general just whispered, "They're asking, 'Who can protect us?'" and then took the reins of his horse and rushed out of the plug. Behind him, there was only the sound of horses' hooves far more than thunder. "Click!"

A few days later, a group of ragged, bloodied knights appeared outside a small tribe. Although they are disheveled, they are 'spirited'.

The first person was the young general who killed the outside of the fortress in anger. Maybe the Hu people are too rampant, or maybe they are used to being bullied on their own territory. Therefore, in the past few days, although there have been battles, the troops led by the general are all scattered cavalry, and the largest team is only a thousand people. All crushed to dust by the vengeful iron horseman, this world may be fair, and the murderer will always be killed.

As the sun sets, smoke curls up. Looking at the busy people from afar, the general felt that he had returned to his hometown, peaceful and peaceful. Although they are Hu people, at this moment, they are no different from their own people. The general took a breath, slowly 'drawn' his sword, raised it high, and swung it down vigorously.

The sword slashed the peace, and the cry shattered the peace. The general's heart twitched, but he just clenched the sword in his hand. Watch one returning shepherd after another fall, one after another dying in anticipation of dinner.

It's a very small tribe, and there aren't a lot of people. So soon, before their young men had time to resist, they were already dead. The rest of the old people, women, and girls, were all driven together, and although they were weak, they were all armed with weapons, scimitars, small bows, and long whips.

The general stood in front of these people, just glanced at them, and then coldly ordered, "Men under fifty, kill." After speaking, he pointed to a wooden cart not far away, and said, "Whoever is taller than the wheel, kill." At the sound of the order, more than a dozen people fell one after another.

When a soldier pulls a child over, he raises his sword high, but he can't cut it down, this is just a child, and fighting on the battlefield is the business of adults, and it has nothing to do with them. He couldn't do it, he just looked at the general who gave the order, hoping that he would take back his order.

Wang Huzi ran to the general's side and pleaded: "General, that's just a child, let them go." ”

The general grabbed him by the collar and pointed at the child with the stalk on his neck and said, "Look at his eyes, he is not a child, he is a little wolf." In ten years at most, he will be able to wield a strong bow and wield a scimitar, and in less than fifteen years, he will be able to slaughter our border people like cattle. Think of the swaddling baby that has become a 'meat' patty, and tell me if he's a kid. ”

With that, he threw off his beard, walked up to the child, met his angry gaze, raised his sword, and flew down. "Whoever is taller than the wheels, kill!"

More than a dozen teenage children, with this order, ended their short lives.

An old man with a beard in his eyes, burst into tears, and scolded the general angrily, "You demon, you demon, God will punish you!"

All the soldiers looked at their general in amazement, and they thought that the general would kill the old man, but the general only gently wiped the blood from his sword, and then stepped on his horse, and he shouted at the old men, "Tell your people what you have seen, and the birds, birds, cows, and sheep in their eyes, and have come to hunt them." ”

Then he called out to his soldiers, "Fill your sacks of grain, and we should go." ”

They slaughtered the tribe and ransacked it, swept it through like locusts, leaving nothing but nightmares and nightmares. This is the first tribe to be ransacked, and scarily, this is not the last.

After several months of fighting, of the general's 10,000 iron horsemen, only three or four thousand were alive, and most of them were wounded. The general only glanced at it and knew that it was time for them to go back, and that someone in the family was thinking about them.

It's just that every time he sees their trusting eyes, he can't help but feel a pain in his heart, for his own 'selfishness', even if he has thousands of brothers, even if his heart is as hard as iron, he is ashamed.

Because of their looting of the Hu tribe, the root of the Hu people has been greatly injured. They were furious, and gathered all their troops and horses to destroy this group of bold 'birds, birds, cows and sheep', and in their eyes, this weak nation has always been such an existence.

On a sheepskin map, the general drew a line and told Wang Huzi how to bring the remaining brothers back. He knew that the Hu people were about to close the circle, and that road was the only way to survive.

Wang Huzi finally 'figured' the route, but asked the general: "Why did I take them back, general?"

The general smiled, since he set out on the expedition, he has been keeping a straight face, no matter whether he wins or loses, he has never smiled, but now he is smiling very easily, as if everything is settled, "You bearded man, have you forgotten that your mother-in-law is waiting for you to go back......"

At the mention of the mother-in-law in the family, Wang Huzi was stunned.

He patted the stunned Wang's beard, "...... Don't let the mother-in-law at home wait. We came to this place that does not belong to us with our swords, not to kill people, but so that the 'women' in the family will no longer be worried, the old people in the family will no longer hope, and more people will not have to come here again. …… Also, bring a letter for me to the homes of those brothers who can't go back, saying that what Bian Ning owes them can only be repaid in the future. ”

Although Wang Huzi was naïve, he was not stupid, and when he heard his tone was wrong, he hurriedly said: "General, you ......"

The general interrupted him, "Take the brethren with you without delay." I... I can't go back. ”

After speaking, he stared at Wang Huzi tightly, and Wang Huzi saw in his eyes that he was resolute, calm, and a trace of relief.

He didn't know why the general said that he couldn't go back, but he could see that he didn't want to go back.

Wang Huzi left with the remaining remnants of the army, and many soldiers wondered why their general did not go back with them. They frequently turned their heads to look at the fading figure.

Waving goodbye to the brothers who shared life and death, Bian Ning sat down on the grass and gently wiped the sword in his hand. He was born in a military family, and he has been pinned on high hopes since he was a child, Jingbian Ningyuan, this is the meaning of his name.

It's a pity that he clenched the sword in his hand, but he didn't hold the hand of his beloved 'woman'!

He wanted to say to her, because I love you, I must hold this sword. The border is restless, how can you leisurely watch the 'flowers' and 'flowers' bloom?

But since you love to see the 'flowers' bloom and the 'flowers' Xie Yu and the snow fly, then I will make this boundless killing for you this time! I owe you love, and I will pay it back in this life.

I killed so many young children, because I cut off the strength of the Hu people's succession. I left those old people behind to leave them with a drag and a sense of awe.

From today on, the Hu people need ten years to recuperate, ten years of fierce soldiers, and if they want to invade the edge of the capital again and threaten your 'flower' garden, it will take at least twenty or thirty years. Once killed, in exchange for your thirty years of 'flowers' and 'flowers', I can finally do it for you.

The dust was flying, and countless horses' hooves sounded. Bian Ning retracted his reverie, picked up his sword and got on his horse, smiled faintly, and faced the galloping iron horseman, countless shiny scimitars rushed forward......

The sunset on the horizon is dyed with sunset, red as blood.

A young 'girl' in white is stroking the piano for a personable son, and the two are staring at each other with a sincere smile. Suddenly, there was a crash, the strings broke, and both of them were stunned.

On the 'flower' tree outside the house, a 'fine' sword spike fell without wind and was gradually submerged in the 'flower' mud......

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