The war drums were about to play, and Meng Shu and Lu Qingyang were both standing there in armor.

The cold wind was still cold, but the daylight was brilliant, and aside from the cold temperature, it was almost similar to the warm and windy royal city.

Meng Shujue stood there, looking at the military camp in the distance, which was the military camp of the enemy army.

They are also preparing at the moment, preparing for war.

He didn't know what the demon had done with the enemy, and he couldn't guess what would happen to them without the demon's help.

However, in short, there will always be bloodshed, and there will always be casualties.

How can there be no casualties and bloodshed in war?

Man is born to die!

Meng Shu looked up at the dazzling sunlight and felt some emotion in his heart.

He didn't know what to feel.

At this moment, he still had that person in his mind.

He didn't think it was a dream, he thought he had really been.

The howling wind, the desolate ice, the arrogant wolf king, and the man who made the ice his servant, the man with the blue eyes like the willows.

So many people, countless shadows, were wandering around, and he couldn't see their faces clearly, only they were walking.

Meng Shu looked at those people, in a trance, and saw that there seemed to be someone standing at the end of time.

Someone once said that there is a man at the end of time. And no one has seen that person, or that they are all dead, so that the people who are alive do not know whether they have seen them or not.

Retracting his memory, Meng Shu left those figures behind, and he began to look at the battle in front of him seriously.

Although the official position arrangement is extremely small, but the second son of the General's Mansion, who dares to let him stand in the queue with those ordinary soldiers?

Mengshu gladly accepted the arrangements for those people.

It's not because he wants to be lazy, it's just because he knows that if he insists on treating them equally, they won't, so it's better to ignore him than to talk too much.

Because of Mengshu, Lu Qingyang is also standing with Mengshu at this moment.

Mengshu did not refuse Lu Qingyang.

Although the purpose of those people was to want Lu Qingyang to protect Mengshu, Mengshu didn't think so, he liked Lu Qingyang, so he felt that it was good to have a companion.

Meng Shu stood there and exhaled heavily.

The wind is still so cold, but it can make people feel refreshed.

The battle was imminent, and after hearing a drum like a thunderbolt, the two sides began to fight each other as soon as the generals of both sides gave an order.

Naturally, it was Meng Yang who gave the order, and as Meng Yang's younger brother Meng Shu, although they were all compatriots, Meng Shu could only sprint forward with the team at the moment.

A few soldiers on the side have been following Mengshu.

They didn't talk to Mengshu, but they kept following Mengshu inseparably. Mengshu knew that they had been sent by the officers who had been dedicated to their duties.

The battlefield doesn't have to be peaceful, and even if Lu Qingyang is good at kung fu, it is impossible to protect Mengshu thoroughly, so they sent a few more people. Although, it is not said, but it is impossible for the cleverness of the book of Remon not to know.

But they miscalculated.

They thought that this might make Mengshu thank them, but Mengshu didn't have such thoughts at the moment.

This kind of officer actually risked the lives of his subordinates on the battlefield, just for their promotion, Meng Shu felt disgusted when he thought about it.

Lu Qingyang, who was following on the side, had obviously also seen it, but unlike Meng Shu, he was from an ordinary background, and no one was so respectful to him, so in the barracks, Lu Qingyang had experienced all kinds of unfairness, but he chose to look at it calmly, he didn't want to be trapped by this kind of thing.

Meng Shuben walked on the battlefield and took a long sword to kill, and the sound of fighting resounded in his ears.

The horses neighed beside them, and the fury of the warriors was endless.

The sky was sprayed with red rain, so terrible.

When I was in Wangcheng before, I heard those extravagant poems, some of which mentioned red rain, but at that time, Mengshu was drinking freely on the side, and he never saw those poems associated with this kind of scene.

Mengshu saw the men rushing in front of them, and saw the heads fall to the ground, and saw the fresh blood spilling out of the necks of those men, and then spraying on the ground.

That feeling, Meng Shu can't describe in words, he feels that only when he has really seen it can he experience that feeling.

Meng Shu felt confused at this moment, he seemed to see those figures born out of thin air on that cold night, on the desolate ice field.

Meng Shu felt himself numb, and he dragged his sturdy body forward, but he felt his soul stop in place.

There was no one standing there, only him, and he stood alone.

But Mengshu felt that it didn't seem to be him, and he wasn't so lonely.

He had an older brother who was a few years older than him but loved him very much, and he had a gentle mother and a father who never spoke of his love for him.

He has not been lonely since he was a child, even when his brother left the royal city and went to Biansai, he was not lonely, because he knew countless capable people and strangers, and he also knew many like-minded sons in the royal city.

Whether it is the life of a commoner or the life of a noble son, he has experienced it all.

However, that lonely figure seems to be really himself, his kind of laughter, his kind of movements, are exactly the same as himself.

Meng Shu looked at the person, the person who looked exactly like himself, and looked at the person with the same smile as his movements.

But he couldn't understand it, so he simply turned his head and ran towards the crowd.

He held a long sword in his hand, and left no armor in his place.

Lu Qingyang was shocked when he looked at Meng Shu while resisting the enemy army, because he only felt that although Meng Shu was different from those noble sons who were arrogant and lascivious, he was afraid that he had no ability, otherwise how could he be sent to such a small position.

But now, Lu Qingyang found that he had made a mistake, perhaps, he should not have despised the Meng family from the beginning.

As the prime minister said, how many Mongolian families are there in this world?

The Meng family, no matter when and where, should not be underestimated, he seems to suddenly understand why for so many years, the Meng family has been so strong that it has been monopolizing military power for many years, but the royal family still does not have the slightest fear of the Meng family, but is becoming more and more respectful.

Mengshu really surprised him.

Before, Lu Qingyang thought that General Meng Lao arranged Mengshu here because he felt that Mengshu could not become a climate, so he arranged a nameless position for him to be in the barracks, but now Lu Qingyang doesn't think so at all.