Chapter 242 Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored

Weicheng is a small border city under the jurisdiction of Yunzhong County, and then go north to Yunzhong, Yangguan, Yumen Pass, and then there is a long yellow sand.

Before, there was a kingdom called Loulan in the yellow sand, which ruled countless green states, but later, the Loulan Kingdom was broken by the twelve nomadic tribes of Beiyu on the Arctic Prairie in the north, so far the Loulan Kingdom has also become a piece of history and no longer exists.

And after the yellow sand is the vast expanse of the arctic grassland.

Originally, the major forces in the extremely northern steppe were intertwined and intricate, and horse bandits were rampant, and the three regardless of the zone like this, which was in the middle of the major forces, was naturally a place for the major forces to play, and many forces were arranged on it.

It was only later that the Rong family army and the Temple of Death were born, unified the extremely northern grassland, smashed the arrangement of the major forces on the extremely northern grassland in one fell swoop, and incidentally destroyed the eight forces behind the most inhumane horse bandits on the extremely northern grassland, and finally ushered in spring on the extreme northern grassland.

For the Temple of Death, the major forces only know that there is such an organization, and they know that the owner of the Temple of Death is called the God of Death, but no one knows how the Temple of Death came about, how powerful it is, and no one has ever seen the God of Death, because everyone who has seen it is dead.

As for the Rong family army, it is rumored that the outside world is very close to Li Mu, the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there are even rumors that the Rong family army went out from the Great Zhou Dynasty's northern camp, but no one can prove the authenticity of this matter, because Li Mu has never announced the takeover of the extremely northern grassland, nor has he turned it into the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It is also Li Mu's indifference that makes many forces who are greedy for the fat of the extremely large grassland dare not act rashly, because no matter how big the territory is, no matter how much luck there is, and no matter how fragrant the fat is, it can only be regarded as their own if they can eat it. If the rumors are true, they will have to face the Great Perimeter Army, and none of them is sure that they will carry the Great Perimeter Army.

In this way, under the mutual balance of forces of all parties, the extreme northern steppe ushered in a short period of peace.

Rong Xu Xuan, who had nothing to do, sat in his military tent and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Ever since he returned from Lingdu with an army of 100,000 troops, his whole person has been in an indescribable euphoria.

It is hard to imagine that the boy who killed the Quartet in Lingdu was the son of the mythical Chen Baxian, that is to say, the boy was the legendary son of God.

He grew up listening to Chen Baxian's myths when he was a child, and this time was the closest he came to the myths. His state of mind is like a cultivator who has been stuck in a realm for many, many years, and when the limit is approaching, he is about to sit down, and suddenly he has broken through the realm of his soul, and there are countless longevity yuan to squander.

Is there anything more exciting in the world?

If there is, it is to break two realms in a row.

The thought that he would be fighting on the battlefield after the son of mythology from now on showed a smirk on his old face.

"What is so funny that it can make our General Rong laugh like a pig standing up. ”

Rong Xuxuan, who was thinking about what was wrong, was interrupted by a chuckle, Rong Xuxuan looked at Li Mule who appeared in his military tent out of thin air and said, "General Li is here!"

Rong Xu Xuan hurriedly stood up

, gave up the position of the commander of the big tent of the Rong family's army, and asked Li Mu to sit down.

In the barracks, discipline is the most, and the position of commander is not something that ordinary people can sit on, but Li Mu sat down very unceremoniously.

Li Mu chuckled and said, "One soldier bears, one bear." General Rong, you are very beary! The position of the commander of this army will be conceded, and I doubt that you have any backbone. ”

Rong Xu Xuan said indifferently: "I'm not a bear, this is my admiration for General Li." Just ask, who else in this Arctic Prairie is more suitable for this position than you. ”

"That's true, not really. Li Mu smiled: "For the sake of you being so good at talking, I will tell you if I have something to say!"

Rong Xu Xuan immediately stood up straight, and went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, he knew that Li Mu must have something to do when he came to his Chinese army tent today, but as for what it was, he had some guesses.

The name of Bi Jingjun's god is not in vain.

Li Mu asked, "Do you know why I didn't kill you two years ago?"

Rong Xu Xuan replied respectfully: "I didn't know before, but now I know." ”

Li Mu chuckled and said, "It's not hard to talk to smart people, and you can waste a lot of tongue." ”

Li Mu is not good at using swords, but every general has a long sword hanging from his waist, in addition to killing the enemy, the main role is to command the army to charge.

Li Mu unsheathed his sword and laid it flat on the table in front of him, "You are now faced with two choices. ”

Rong Xu Xuan did not speak, and many people have no right to speak if their strength does not allow it.

For example, now, no matter how strong he is in all aspects, he is not as good as Li Mu, so he can only stand, while Li Mu can sit.

But he didn't feel the slightest resentment about this. Two years ago, when he was in his prime, he was ruthlessly knocked off the altar by the man in front of him, but he didn't have any resentment in his heart.

Li Mu said slowly: "The first choice is death. ”

For this option, Rong Xu Xuan had already expected it.

Li Mu continued: "The second option is also death. ”

This option was a bit unexpected for Rong Xu Xuan.

Rong Xu Xuan asked a little puzzled, "Is there any difference between these two deaths?"

Li Mu shook his head, "No." ”

Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Rong Xu Xuan, this was also the first time in two years that he faced up to this defeated general of his subordinates.

After a brief change in the expression on Rong Xuxuan's face, he smiled and said, "I'll choose the second one." Marching and fighting is born to death, and everyone can fear death, but soldiers cannot. ”

Li Mu said with great appreciation: "The Ghost Gate Pass is a little farther away from you. ”

Rong Xu Xuan exhaled lightly, but he hadn't walked out of the ghost gate yet.

Although Li Mu gave him two choices, and both choices were death, the two deaths were not said at the same time, and there was a sequence in time.

The first death is said to come first, and if he chooses the first one, it is to die now, die immediately, die immediately. Li Mu can kill him effortlessly, there is no doubt about it.

But the second death is different, the second death is said to be in the back, it is to die later, or it is not necessary to die in the future. Because no one knows what will happen in the future, it may seem like a dead end now, but it may be a broad road in the future.

As he said, soldiers are fierce and not afraid of death, and only by dying can they live.

Li Mu's body leaned forward slightly, and a heavenly power like the sky was pressing towards Rong Xu Xuan, Rong Xu Xuan's body trembled slightly, but in an instant, his whole body was wet with sweat.

Li Mu said in a flat voice: "How do you want to die?"

Rong Xu Xuan didn't think about it, and replied directly: "Do your best for the King of Han, and die!"

After saying this, he felt the pressure around him suddenly disappear, and a large piece of wet under his feet was already wet, and it was all sweat.

Li Mu said gently: "General Rong is a person who understands. ”

Rong Xu Xuan finally put his mind at ease, and this time he was really away from the ghost gate.

Ever since he figured out why Li Mu only pressed him with the power of the Great Zhou two years ago, but did not kill him, he knew that there would be today. Ever since Jang Baek-gyu appeared, he knew that there would be today.

And he's been waiting for today.

Only by living past today can he be qualified to truly follow that myth and create a myth.

Today is Li Mu's beating of him, and this beating may accompany him for the rest of his life, if he dares to have two hearts for Han Wangsheng, then Li Mu will definitely erase him mercilessly. It's not negotiable.

Just because he was left by Li Mu to the King of Han, Li Mu's pride did not allow him to make any more mistakes in the matter of the King of Han.

Li Mu stood up and gave up the position of the coach, and motioned for Rong Xuxuan to sit down, although Rong Xuxuan was unwilling, he had no choice but to accept the order.

Li Mu took out more than a dozen books and put them in front of Rong Xu Xuan, "These are all military books that I have read before, they all have my annotations on them, I hope you can become a general who can fight, but not only war." Remember, the visible battlefield only kills people, and the invisible battlefield not only kills people, but also punishes the heart. ”

After Li Mu said this, his figure collapsed and disappeared.

Rong Xu Xuan clasped his fist at the place where Li Mu disappeared, and did not get up for a long time.

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It stands to reason that the spring rain is more expensive than oil, and it doesn't rain more, but this time the old man is generous for some reason, and this spring rain has been raining for three days at once, intermittently, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Dongluo had to squat in a tavern, enduring the painless spring rain, and complaining.

Dongluo is also annoyed by the spring rain, or it will be finished at one time, little by little, without stopping, who can stand it.

Dongluo and Da Hei sat in a row at the threshold of a tavern and watched the rain murmuring outside the curtain, without saying a word, when it rained in the past, they were like this, this has become a routine.

Zhang Baigui and Xue Nianci were fighting each other in the tavern, and they didn't hear anything outside the window.

A tavern has been open for many days, and there have been people on the way, but none of them drink or drink.

They were all old neighbors who used to fall in winter

Neighbor, who fled two years ago, came back when the disaster passed.

They heard that Winterfall had returned and that a tavern had opened again, so they came to see it and catch up with Winterfall.

Older people always like to carry that old thing and never forget it.

In this regard, Dongluo is naturally entertained with good wine and food, accompanying them to brag and fart, and talk about the embarrassing things in the past. After all, they have been neighbors for many years, and they have been together for so long, so they still have some feelings.

Tomorrow they will leave a tavern and go north again, and they don't know when they will come back, the only regret in this Weicheng is that they didn't see the three hundred soldiers in Weicheng, because they were all dispersed by Li Mu into the Great Periphery Army to become real generals, and Dongluo was also happy for them.

Dongluo walked up to Xue Nianci and Zhang Baigui and stood next to them and watched them play chess, although they couldn't understand anything.

After looking at it for a while, he felt bored, went back to the backyard, and after falling into his former room and looking at the roof for a while, he fell asleep, and I am afraid that there will be no such leisurely days after tomorrow.

The next day, the early morning rain moistened the dust on the ground of Weicheng, and the green bricks and green tiles of the tavern and inn looked particularly fresh against the branches and leaves of the willow trees.

Dongluo and his group of six stood in front of a tavern, letting the spring rain drench painlessly.

Life is a circle, and many times we stumble back to square one unconsciously.

The last time I left home was on a rainy morning in spring.

This time too.

Da Hei looked at a tavern in the drizzle and asked softly, "Young Master, do you want to lock the door?"

Dongluo said the same thing he had said two years earlier, "Lock it up! ”

After saying that, the group of six people turned around and left.

Strange to say, a house that no one lives in somehow decays faster than someone who lives in it.

I don't know how long this uninhabited tavern will last.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Extinction" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~