Chapter 117: Blood Scythe Rider
Of course, you need to look like a gentleman.
Who is he? Yang Weiyang, the only figure in the Five Kingdoms who can be comparable to Su Keyu in appearance. Not to mention how many women want to marry him, even those who are married covet him.
Women are mostly lovers, and when they were girls, they also longed to marry a quiet young man, maybe the son of a prince and nobleman, maybe a white-clothed ranger on the rivers and lakes, no matter which one it is, it has become a dream that can only be secretly made at night.
Women are different from men, as long as they are born beautiful, they don't have to work hard, they will get everything they want.
Men have never been able to pass the beauty pass, after all, they are not eunuchs in the palace. It's just that men are ambitious in all directions, how can they stand the stumbling of women.
Since ancient times, those who have achieved great things are all ruthless. So, no matter which aspect, they fell to their knees under the rouge powder, and they lost their lives.
Most of the men in Western Shu are scribes, but it does not mean that the martial arts are backward, at least it is equivalent to the Great Chu, Turkic and Saiwai areas, but they are too much worse.
And the literati did not go to the Jinling area in the south of the Yangtze River, after all, Xishu was the golden mean.
What is moderation, you are in the middle, you are a mediocre, a coward who does nothing.
Although this explanation is a bit pale, one thing is true, the Xishu man should not despise himself, let alone the old people in the family.
The next day, Yang Weiyang went to Qutang Gorge, accompanied by Li Baozong's only son,
Li Wenhao's words are comfortable, his nickname is Xiaobao, and ordinary people don't dare to call him Xiaobao. Only Yang Weiyang will call him Xiaobao, they grew up together since childhood, although they are godsbrothers, they are also brothers.
The war was originally on horseback, but Yang Weiyang chose to take a carriage. He didn't look like he was there to fight at all, but like he was there to go sightseeing.
On the carriage, Yang Weiyang looked at Xiaobao who had been eating and asked: "This world is a little chaotic, you said that you are not good at being a loser, what to learn to be a soldier and fight." ”
Li Wenhao, who was born in Xishu, grabbed the chicken leg and took a bite, then grabbed the oil on his hand and wiped it clean on the corner of Yang Weiyang's clothes before he spoke.
"When my mother gave birth to me, she disliked my father for being a big boss, even though he was already a general from Sanpin at that time. Dad is also depressed, he is actually not a big boss, but he is ruthless. So for so many years, his head has always been the third most valuable in Xishu. It's nothing else, everyone knows that he worked hard for your family.
After I was born, my father changed my name to Li Wenhao, just hoping that I could become a generation of readers, as for comfort, you also know. Even if our family doesn't have to do anything now, the money that my father is greedy for will be enough for me for a few lifetimes. I don't talk nonsense about finding a few daughters-in-law to have a few sons, it's just that I can't become a scholar, and since I can't become a scholar, I can't give advice to your old Yang family.
But there is one thing, that is, since I, Li Wenhao, have become Li Baozong's son, even if I can't become a martial artist, I will die on the battlefield in the future.
As for dying in Qutang Gorge and Luodao, no matter where it is, I must let the world of Dog Day know that I have come to such a trip. ”
Yang Weiyang was silent and silent for a long time.
Maybe no one thought that many years later, before he died, an old man mentioned that he wanted to go to Xishu to have a look.
He sat in the carriage and walked the road of the past, thinking of the boy who was better looking than himself at that time.
sang: "The young man who was young back then, now his face is mottled, when will he get up and when will he rest, and ask a question of vicissitudes." ”
In the end, the old man shouted angrily, "You have never lived happily in your life!"
Perhaps no one would have thought that such a statement would come from the mouth of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
However, when you really say it, it makes sense. After all, men take self-cultivation as their own responsibility.
Others, no matter how well they are done, are just empty words.
Yang Weiyang said: "In this life, I have also thought about whether to change my inaction or be earth-shattering, even if I am not in the temple, I must be on the rivers and lakes."
I don't envy the temple ministers, because they can't do what they want. And I can't just go with the flow.
When I was very young, I knew that the heavenly immortals rode cranes down to the south of the Yangtze River, and broke through ten thousand armors with one sword. Even our Xishu raises Jiaohua Tianlong, immortals pay attention to it and so on. In fact, no matter what kind of identity it is, our identity is destined to stay away from the rivers and lakes from the beginning.
After all, we are mortals and laymen.
Xiuxiu has not been able to reach the top of martial arts in his life, but no one in the rivers and lakes is not afraid of him. Why, because he is Yang Xiu, others have not killed as many people as he has killed for thousands of years.
I just thought that if he died one day, he would definitely go to eighteen levels of hell. But he is definitely not afraid, he is only afraid of us, afraid of causing us disasters. Now you see if your godfather is getting older and lazier, and he has become a hunchback. ”
Li Wenhao was silent, and he was silent. He knew how much this Yang'er brother in front of him, who was not much older than himself, had shouldered. But Xishu's burden can only be picked up by him, and others can't do it, and they don't dare.
Li Wenhao finally said solemnly: "I want to join the Blood Scythe Rider!"
Yang Weiyang was directly furious: "What kind of bastard are you talking about, do you know how many people die in the Blood Scythe every year?"
The Blood Scythe Army is the cavalry of Western Shu, and it is the most feared cavalry of the Five Kingdoms.
At that time, there were a total of 20,000 snowflake riders in the Great Xia Dynasty, and Que Ning under the command of Yang Xiu led 3,200 snowflake riders to break the snowflake horses, becoming famous in a battle and shocking the five countries.
The Great Xia Dynasty's Snow Flower Rider claimed to be able to block an army of 100,000, but it was wiped out by Que Ning with 3,200 horses, you can imagine how powerful the Blood Scythe Rider was.
The Blood Scythe Rider fought to the death, and without arrows and crossbows at the same time as the Snowflake Rider, both sides slashed with their knives for a full eight hours.
Although the Blood Scythe Rider won a miserable victory, he destroyed 20,000 Snowflake Riders, and there were only five or six hundred people left. Even now, there are only about 2,400 Blood Scythe Riders.
Every year, more than a dozen Blood Scythe Riders are still killed, and every one of them is a treasure, and every death makes people drip blood.
At the same time, the Blood Scythe Cavalry is also the border army with the highest mortality rate, and Yang Weiyang doesn't want Li Baozong to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person. He didn't want his only brother to die like this.
In the Blood Scythe Cavalry, no matter what your identity is, as long as you have enough military merits, you will be on the top, otherwise you will wait to be trampled on, or leave your head in Da Chu.
The Blood Scythe Rider is a generation of newcomers replacing old people, and perhaps Yang Weiyang himself is selfish. Whoever has parents who don't pity their children, Li Wenhao, who dies in them, can't die.
Just thinking about the hundred-zhang monument in the mountain behind the palace, Yang Weiyang felt distressed every time he looked at Yang Xiu's bleak back.
A pot of Xishu's own spring brew, when will the souls of the dead be able to get together and taste it again.