In the spring again, the verdant green spread, and the Zhenbei Army began to pull out the village from the five towns of the north to the north, and deployed troops on the front line of the Great Wall from the new, and built the Fengsui system damaged by the Hun cavalry from the new, year after year, day after day, as if there would never be an end.

However, this year is a little different, the entire Zhenbei Army is full of impulse to try, eager to go north as soon as possible, see the Hun barbarians earlier, come to a life-and-death short-range encounter, and take a good breath of evil.

Why does the Zhenbei Army have such an atmosphere? Because the battle of Guliangzhou, although it was a disastrous victory, but the battle of Guliangzhou shows a truth, the Hun cavalry is not invincible, what bullshit steppe wolf, in front of the Zhenbei Tiger is not a group of rabble, not to mention that His Majesty the Emperor entered the grassland alone, when the deputy general poked Hao Lianbo blind in one eye, two things, the Zhenbei army was excited. Prairie barbarians, if you don't compare with you, that's bullying you, a competition? Is it a big corps team battle, or a catch and fight between top super first-class masters, I never scold the dirty people of Dawei are better than the uneducated grassland miscellaneous raised by the son of a bitch!

The army set off from Bazhai was divided into three routes, respectively migrated to the north in the form of echelons, and there were 5,000 guards on both sides of the army, and there were scouts to explore the road before the army, constantly inquiring about the movements of the Hun cavalry.

There is an unwritten rule in the art of war, the soldiers and horses are not moved, the grain and grass go first, and the Zhenbei army is slightly different, that is, the grain and grass are not moved, the scouts go first, and the two armies fight, and the scouts die first.

Wen Zhiqian, who came out of Tai'an City, entered the scout team, dressed in a thick and sloppy grassland costume, even his hair became a Hun style, the hair on the left was completely removed, and the right side was combed with small braids, which were usually put behind him, after several months of training, now Wen Zhiqian's lips are chapped and his skin is dark, as if he has become a black iron egg, which is very different from when he first joined the Zhenbei Army.

At the beginning, no one was optimistic about this handsome young man, everyone knew that this recruit had an extraordinary friendship with the general, and he didn't make good use of this relationship to stay in a comfortable and comfortable army, but instead came to the most dangerous scout team, to save military merits, and lay the foundation for the future Gordon Temple?

Fighting with the Huns in the front, you can't survive by gritting your teeth and persevering, nor can you hold on to it until the end by relying on your flexible mind...... Luck? That's fucked up.

What's even more annoying is that Wen Zhiqian, who calls himself a master, is too annoying.

But after a long time, everyone was surprised to find that this young man named Wen Zhiqian had a specialty, that is, he was good at escaping, when danger came, he slipped faster than a rabbit, and every time his luck was amazing, several times he thought that this guy had died under the hooves of the steppe iron horseman, and when he returned to the barracks, this guy was already sleeping with his head covered.

One pass ten, ten pass hundreds, make everyone know, spread the gods, such as the Huns ten thousand arrows fired together, Wen Ye opened his arms, ten thousand swords passed by, and there was not a single arrow feather pierced on the body.

Wen Zhiqian heard this rumor for the first time, and was amazed: "The cow is broken, which hero is this, so lucky? Everyone looked at Wen Ye with curiosity. Wen Zhiqian rolled his eyes: "What kind of expression do you have, Lao Tzu doesn't have such good luck, hey, Lao Tzu has had a hard life since he was a child, and he has always been unlucky, I really envy those who are lucky." "Poof, poured a large piece.

Everyone thinks that Wen Zhiqian is lucky, and Wen Ye himself thinks that it is not good luck, but that he is witty, smart, brave, lively, and cute. Everyone who was already familiar with Wen Ye kicked Wen Zhiqian's ass together, stinky and shameless, lively and cute, and dared to buckle his head.

In addition, Wen Ye can enjoy, knows how to taste life, and has excellent patience, and can do anything in order to enjoy, which makes a group of Zhenbei Army lords who are used to living a rough life breathtaking. When Wen Ye first came to the Zhenbei Army, he took advantage of the first snowfall, pouted his butt and lay on the snow, and used a small shovel to shovel new snow layer by layer. The crowd pointed and laughed quietly. Wen Ye didn't care, returned to the big tent, and set up an iron pot to cook mutton soup by himself. A group of people whispered around Wen Ye. If there was no one next to Wen Ye, a pot of mutton soup was cooked, and the aroma in the entire big tent was fragrant, and everyone arched forward at the same time.

Wen Ye covered the cauldron with one hand: "Look at it, the people who laughed at me just now, Wen Ye, I remember it, you hillbillies, I haven't seen handsome people praise soup." "Look, look, this is called enjoyment, making soup, actually using the word pot, what a lot of knowledge.

A few spineless soldiers of the Zhenbei Army couldn't stand the seductive aroma, and they were already prostrate in front of Wen Ye, kneeling down and begging for a drink of soup.

In this way, Wen Ye formed his own small group.

In addition to cooking, Wen Ye can also tell stories, never stumble in the same way, the stories are smooth, with gestures and expressions, the voice is full of emotion, and it is lifelike.

If you want to fall into the grass, brotherhood has "Water Margin", you want the army to take the head of the general from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", you want to be imaginative, and you have "Journey to the West", Wen Ye is the best at talking about "three dozen white bone spirits" and "strayed into the daughter country".

Every now and then, Wen Ye has a high-minded and pointing expression: "I said that you are hillbillies, you are still not convinced, if the master tells you about "Golden Vase Plum" and "Jade Futon", you still don't stare out your eyes." Someone stepped forward: "Master Wen, let's talk about it." Wen Zhiqian squinted at his comrades with red faces in front of him: "Get out, you stepped on the little master's foot." ”

is so confused, Wen Zhiqian became the captain of the scout, no one in the whole army thinks that Wen Zhiqian became the captain of the colonel by virtue of his relationship with the general, and naturally no one thinks that he relies on his ability, Wen Ye relies on the ability to tell stories, cook, and escape.

Everyone came to congratulate, Wen Ye heard that he had been promoted, he was stunned for a long time, waved his hand, and said narcissistically: "It's gold that always shines, talents like me are talents everywhere they go, and they can't keep a low profile, I'm not the captain of the school, am I still your group of hillbillies?"

Wen Zhiqian also has a skill, which is also amazing, he can go without sleep for three days and three nights, still in good spirits, or he can sleep for three days and three nights.

Wen Ye is the second strange person in the Zhenbei Army after Deputy General Shi.

Every time it was Wen Zhiqian's turn to go out on a mission, the comrades-in-arms of the entire camp tent stood outside the camp tent, looking at Wen Ye, who got along day and night, and shared the same bed, and waved his hands together: "Come back early!"

Today, the sky is clear, and I caught up with the team led by Wen Ye, a scout team of fifty people, a hundred horses, in order to improve mobility, fifty people carried light armor, a scimitar of the Zhenbei Army, and a day's rations, and appeared north of the Great Wall over the Great Wall.

Wen Zhiqian insisted on driving more than twenty miles north, and had reached the edge of spring, where new greenery was emerging, grass teeth were tender green, and an oasis in the distance was sparkling.

Le Ma stopped, Wen Zhiqian turned over and dismounted, shook the pigtails full of head, took out a booklet and a brush that was about to bald hair from his arms, opened the booklet, and dipped the brush on his tongue, spit out two mouthfuls of saliva with ink, slightly stunned, the master was also a clean person with a habit of cleanliness back then, how did he fall so vulgar now, depraved, degenerate.

Shaking his head, Wen Zhiqian raised his eyes, sketched a stroke or two on the booklet, and put the booklet away.

A young man also turned over and dismounted, stepped forward, and handed over the water bag: "Captain, you write and draw every time you go out on a mission, what are you writing?"

The only recruit in the Zhenbei Army who is not called Wen Zhiqian and Wen Ye, his name is Zhao Feng, he is a shy child, handsome, and there is a slight arc at the end of the eyebrows, eyes and mouth, and there is a slight arc at the end of the corner of the eyebrows, eyes and mouth, which is more feminine and demonic, which does not match the scenery of the grassland coarse mine.

A natural blue-purple birthmark on the center of the young man's eyebrows, like a third eye on the center of the eyebrows, the young man was born with outstanding arm strength, can pull off the bow and crossbow, and the strength is accurate to the point, the light bow and crossbow of the Zhenbei Army must be calibrated by this young man. The fortune teller in his hometown said that this child was favored by God, born with divine power, but his life was the fate of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, and he stayed by his side to overcome his parents and brothers and sisters, and only by sending him to the bitter cold land, experiencing life and death, raising Jingqi with murderous energy, and slowly grinding away the anger in his bones, he could solve this calamity, or he would scratch his face and ruin the favor of God. The parents asked Zhao Feng to choose, and the boy chose for three days and three nights, and finally came to the Zhenbei Army.

The young man is silent on weekdays, shy but not afraid of the weak, and he is not soft when he kills people, even if he is martial arts with the veteran, he also has a dead hand, thanks to the deputy general of the Zhenbei Army passing by, overturning the young man with one hand, kicking out a distance of dozens of zhang, only to save the life of a veteran.

Since then, Shi Weihan has more attention to this child, Zhao Feng naturally became Shi Weihan's closed disciple, this is a special honor that Zhang Dabiao has never had, everyone thought that this young man was going to soar, Shi Weihan threw this young man into the scout team, saying that after three years of training, three years will not die, and Shi Weihan will make you the first in the world overlooking all living beings. The young man has no feeling for being the first in the world, but he really likes to stay by Wen Zhiqian's side, of course, it is not that Wen Ye has the aura of a king and naturally has the aura of the protagonist, so that the people around him automatically come to vote, but Wen Ye teaches the young man to read and write, which is very important to Zhao Feng.

Wen Zhiqian poured a sip of water, poured another head of cold water, and shivered: "Xiao Feng'er, look up at this grassland, what can you see?"

Zhao Feng looked left and right and shook his head: "I can't see anything." ”

Wen Zhiqian knocked on the young man's head: " How can you be stupider than Zhao Yi, the grassland desert, barren for thousands of miles, not like the Central Plains by the mountains and rivers, can build a city, a city is a coordinate point, can become a reference, a road sign to measure the distance, the grassland nomadic, no fixed place, the Hun cavalry is haunted, the marching route is irregular, but as long as the earth is not blocked by green, there is a chance to find the coordinates that go straight to the far north, I record these coordinates, and occasionally make mistakes, so I have to walk a few more times and record more. ”

Zhao Feng didn't seem to understand, and asked, "Why did the captain do this?"

Wen Zhiqian pinched his waist with both hands and looked at the north from afar: "I'm going to kill Zhang Yuan, that bastard!"

Zhao Feng nodded, didn't ask the reason, suddenly he raised his head, frowned, and the blue-purple birthmark at the center of his eyebrows was squeezed, like a slightly squinted eye.

In the distance, where the heaven and earth were connected, ten Hun cavalry emerged, and then extended to both sides with these ten horsemen as the center, and more and more Hun cavalry appeared, and finally formed a black line across the sky.

A whole thousand Hun iron horsemen appeared in front of everyone.

The Northern Wei Dynasty was not good at producing horses, and the tonnage and foot strength of the horses were not as good as the high-headed horses in the Western Regions and the grasslands. Fifty horsemen quickly surrounded him, and their eyes fell on the captain, hoping that Wen Ye, who was famous for his escape, would be able to escape from death.

"Damn, it's a little scary lucky!" Wen Zhiqian spat hard, turned over on his horse, and pulled out the knife at his waist: "Brothers, so far, you can only take a step from the fire and take risks!"

Someone asked, "Master Wen, what does it mean to take chestnuts from the fire, and what does it have to do with chestnuts at this time?"

Wen Zhiqian was angry for a while, reached out and touched his brows, kept shaking his head, and laughed angrily: "I'm really convinced of you, can you choose the right time when you are funny in the future, don't be so surprised, it's unguardable." ”

Zhao Feng stretched out a finger, like Mr. Private School: "Surprise comes from the Book of the Later Han Dynasty, which means attacking places that others don't care about, and it can't be prevented from coming from "The Strange Status Quo Witnessed in Twenty Years", which means that it is completely unprotectable. ”

Wen Zhiqian just taught, take it out and show it.

Everyone suddenly realized, nodded one after another, and praised Zhao Feng's profound knowledge and being a scholar.

Zhao Feng was shy, blushing and bowing his head: "What nonsense, although I am deeply educated, I want to be a university scholar, and I want to study for another two years." ”

Everyone coaxed, stayed with Wen Ye for a long time, and didn't even want to be cheeky, and didn't blink when he talked big.

The noise eased the embarrassing atmosphere, and a veteran stood up: "Master Wen, since I came to the Zhenbei Army to be a scout, my family has been arranged, and I have long been ready to die on the battlefield, but there are only a thousand Huns and barbarians, and it is not a problem to kill a few of him in and out." ”

Wen Zhiqian laughed, tied the scimitar to death in the palm of his hand with linen, drove the horse forward, slapped the horse's buttocks with the back of the knife, and directly shot a blood mark, the horse couldn't bear the pain, spread the four hooves and rushed forward, followed by forty-nine people, more than 100 horsemen also rushed forward.

A thousand cavalry on the opposite side also began to line up, and the typical Hun cavalry formation seemed to be chaotic and irregular, but it was actually a formation of wolves attacking.

The two torrents collided head-on, and when they were fifty zhang apart, Wen Zhiqian felt a slight regret in his heart, and he still didn't see the last one.

Suddenly, a blue rainbow crossed the heavens and the earth, coming from the extreme height of the south, like a meteor blowing down here.

The Hun cavalry rushing forward was like crashing into an iron wall, and the horses that had not had time to stop at the front were directly crushed.

Wen Zhiqian tightened the reins, stopped the horse, and opened his eyes wide.

Li Yuanhao, who was in fluttering clothes, turned his head slightly, leaving Wen Ye with a side face: "Let's go!"

Wen Zhiqian didn't say a word, turned the horse's head, and galloped wildly.

Li Yuanhao turned his head and spit out a breath of purple-gold aura.

A woman should be a pass, and a thousand horses will not be opened!