"Master, is Bai Tong really not going with us?"

It is said that one day is a teacher and a father for life, and the Han Palace is a father in the twentieth year, but he can't remember the first time he answered. But he was afraid that this ancestor would be hit too hard and finally fill the gold mountain with two bubbles of tears, Han Gongqiu had to explain patiently: "He naturally has someone to protect, and it is impossible for Bai Shanglu to really leave him alone in Jingshi." Even if he is in danger for a while, there will be someone to protect him. But your master and I are different, you have also seen, how many people have come in the past four years? So, good boy, it is better for you to go by yourself!"

Tingzhu said hurriedly: "But Master, you only promised me two days ago that I would advance and retreat together!"

The bitter-hearted little master immediately disarmed and surrendered and admitted his mistake: "Ah, okay, okay, ancestor, don't make trouble! Master's mistake, okay?"

The two of them caught fire and put the fish on the shelves, the milky white tender fish exuded an attractive smell, and Tingzhu had no doubt that his master's craftsmanship would allow him to be satisfied with happiness for a month when he took a bite of the fish.

"Now this Rolling Stone Valley is facing Su Changrong's attack, but it can't be attacked for a long time, in my opinion, Su Hexiang is probably going to play. ”

How about Su Hexiang, Tingzhu didn't care very much, but he cared why Aqiu didn't go with him that day. After thinking about it for a while, he still felt that these profound questions were not suitable for him to think about, so he listened intently to the master's analysis of the battle situation, and only occasionally expressed two opinions.

"Will the Master Ancestor be involved in these things?"

Han Gongqiu, who picked the fish and lowered his mouth, stagnated, and his brows furrowed slightly. Tingzhu's ancestor is the one who taught him the technique of space and the flexible and skillful use of his spiritual power, and the things she knows, any one of them can scare people to death.

But she made it clear that she would not participate.

Although she has contributed to the situation in many places in the past few years, in general, she has no intention of these governments.

So what exactly does she want......

Han Gongqiu remembered the black mandala on the wall of Suixian, even after many years, he still remembered it deeply.

Is it love or hate? Who is love? Who is hate?

In the end, he could only reluctantly remind his little apprentice who was not deeply involved in the world: "Don't worry about these things, Tingzhu, just do your best." ”

A hundred miles outside the Rolling Stone Valley, because the war was starting at the end of the cold winter, it was not easy for both sides to fight. Bai Shanglu's capable people recruited a lot, and it was not a problem to have one enemy on the battlefield of Shura, and the terrain of Rolling Stone Valley was dangerous, so it was really not suitable for close combat.

But a long-distance attack, even if he has tens of thousands of regular troops, he may not be able to please him.

Brute attack is the next policy, the end of the war is pure hand-to-hand combat, and when the vanguard is defeated and retreated, then the grain and grass will be exhausted, and in the face of the strong financial resources of the richest man, his reserve reserves on his side will not be able to withstand it at all.

In such a complex terrain, scattered will have the advantage of scattering. The guerrilla-style style of play is not something that the 10,000 pampered recruits who were sent to him above can parry.

Except for a few chieftains.

After many years of founding the country, the military power of the previous veteran family gradually recovered from the center, the tiger talisman was held in the hands of the Son of Heaven, and the new soldiers and veterans were exchanged for each other, and the tacit understanding between each other was not born, and they were replaced by a group of people.

Although the borders were not particularly tight, and the requirements for soldiers did not have to be as strict as in wartime, the superiors cultivated the habit of being born in peace and happiness in the green willows and red walls of the Beijing Division, and had no sense of dying of sorrow at all. Let's be a little prepared for danger in times of peace, but also the tip of the needle is the same as inward, taking care of his own backyard, for fear of fire.

said that it was a regular army, but there was no tacit understanding between the superiors and subordinates, and there were not a few henchmen, so they relied on intuition and instinct to fight.

At that time, Su Changrong was discussing with a general where it would be easier to attack, and a small soldier outside came in wrapped in a cold air, knelt down on one knee and handed over the report: "Qiqi Young Marshal Su, there is another General Su outside, it is said that he was ordered to come to support!"

And which other General Su?

Several people stopped discussing and walked out of the camp, just opposite a person in a dark blue and black military uniform, holding a helmet in his hand, and stepped forward with a righteous spirit.

At night, there are clusters of fires, and thousands of tents are lit up in the middle of the night. The evening breeze blew the camp, and the dry wood on the fire rack was burning vigorously, reflecting the man's cold face.

"Subordinate Su Hexiang, I've seen the young marshal, I've seen the generals!"

The sisters and brothers met on the battlefield, but after more than a month of separation, Su Changrong missed it very much, and immediately picked up the half-kneeling person.

"Eldest sister, please get up!"

This save not only explains the identity, but also carries Su Changrong's deep joy. Several generals, large and small, gave up their identities to each other, became familiar with each other, and soon threw themselves into the analysis of the battle situation.

Because Su Hexiang retreated to Zixu Mountain before, so she basically only heard her name in the serious military camp, and the legend said that she was strange and confused, and she was deeply loved and valued by Morning Glory, and everyone thought that she was a burly and tall heroine. I only knew when I saw it today, the body is thin, and the eyes are focused but they are sunken because of running around, as long as the eyes are slightly wide, it looks extraordinarily serious. Of course, under the arrogance of the Su family, who has always been praised by outsiders, even if he doesn't stare at people, the human form wrapped in skin is also serious and serious.

After only a few words, Su Hexiang won the hearts of several generals, his insights were unique, and his analysis was well-founded and clear, and it was difficult not to admire the hero as a teenager.

The children of the poor are in charge of the family early, but in a family like the Su family, they have to be like this, even if they are drawn out of the backbone of the family early, there can be people who grow up quickly and support the joys and sorrows of one party.

The mattress in the barracks was very cold, Su Changrong asked his subordinates to pack up a tent alone, although he had tried his best to give Su Hexiang convenience, but in the end, it was the first time to face such an environment, and there were many things in her heart, and the night wind was howling, and she was even more difficult to sleep.

In two days, it will be the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and she has not enjoyed the year of reunion with her family for many years.

In January, she ran into the dust, entered the Rolling Stone Valley, faced Li Huangkou's honey-bellied sword alone, and now when she was thrown into the barracks, the exhaustion of her soul came to her, but her body refused to cooperate and could not sleep, and she had to fight against her thoughts.

When she opened the tent and went out, most of the soldiers outside had already slept, and some of them were left to keep vigil, so she didn't alarm them, and flew high by herself.

Flowing clouds and smoke, every wind blowing on the face, shaped like the way it was on the carriage that day, the cooling was a cold to the bone.

Autumn ...... of the Han Palace

Su Hexiang couldn't control her thoughts, and once she calmed down, her mind was full of that liar. And after this liar appeared, the corpse of his mother, the dusty past demons generally refused to let her go, and they wanted to occupy all their thoughts when they grabbed a little gap, and they just wanted to torture her, and they kept torturing her.

People always have to believe that when they walk alone in the cold and heavy snow, there will be people thousands of miles away waiting for the return of the lamp. Maybe the madness along the way is not acceptable to ordinary people, but as long as there is a little thought, then even if the road ahead is endless, in the end, you can get a leaf flat boat to let go of the wandering heart.

But what about her thoughts?

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