Chapter 1: Only solve the battlefield and die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be returned

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The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds.

The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass.

Hanxia Baideng Road, Hu peep into Qinghai Bay.

came to the battlefield, but no one returned.

The soldier looked at the side, and thought about how bitter he was.

High-rise buildings are at this night, sighing is not idle.

Li Bai - "Guan Shanyue"

The north wind blew, and the dilapidated blue brick city wall pressed by the ink cloud became more and more fragmented. The winter snow has arrived, but Li Changfeng is mixed with joy. After several battles, the soldiers were already weakened, and they could have rested and recuperated when the winter snow closed the mountain, waiting for the coming year, but they ran out of food......

Half a month ago, after defeating the enemy's attack, there was a request for food and a piece of music presented by the good news, but there is no news to this day......

Last night, it was cold, and there were already soldiers with frostbite, and there was no food and cotton clothes to be delivered, and I am afraid that most people will not be able to survive next spring!

Thinking of this, Changfeng untied the gourd on his waist and poured a mouthful of sorghum red and swallowed it with the sunset.

Sorrow came, and the sorghum red of a gourd gradually bottomed out, and people were already slightly drunk.

Thinking of the brothers spilling blood on the battlefield, the magnates in Beijing disregarded the life and death of the border soldiers for the sake of Bo's interests, and gradually their blood surged.

With the help of alcohol, he stepped forward to the case, dipped in thick ink The current situation of the general and the block in his chest waved: Your Majesty is as graceful as the sun, the soldiers are looking forward to the sand sea, the saint is as benevolent as the moon, the soldiers are brave and tearful, the cold front is crossing, when can Wen Xiang wait? Long hunger is waiting to die, when can the silver come? The king is blue-eyed, the wind is outside the Hua, the ministers should sacrifice their lives, and the bones are in Beiguan. Born as a soldier on the battlefield, died as the soul of the family and country. The blood is all over the hills and ridges without regrets, and the white bones are broken in the horse's hooves without regrets. But he was unwilling to die in front of the cold stove and cold pot, and closed his eyes under the broken tent. The military situation is urgent, and if there is no more money to be paid, half of the army will starve to death, which is by no means alarmist. Eight hundred miles to be sent to Beijing in an expedited manner......

When night came, Li Changfeng sat in the tent as usual and read the jade given by his master with candles, but he always felt obscure.

Jade is like a Taoist non-Taoist, like Confucianism is not Confucianism, the words between the lines are domineering, and it is not like a Buddhist scriptures, Rao is a Changfeng teacher from Taibai Zhenren, Taoist classics are familiar with the chest, grow into a hard study of Confucianism, the scientific name is all over the world, the three religions and nine streams are involved, but there is still no way to start for the jade.

In the eighteen years since I went down the mountain, I have not broken my study for a day, and even every word and picture has long been deeply imprinted in my mind, but the meaning of the text seems to be broken and finally incomprehensible.

As usual, Changfeng picked up the jade and put it away closely, and then picked up the long sword on the shelf and danced on the moon, as if he wanted to cut this boundless helpless sword apart......

The sword dance was in full swing, and the deputy general hurriedly rushed into the camp gate, saying that it was the new soldier in Beijing who slipped out of the camp gate and went to Baihuayuan to be happy.

Baihuayuan was originally a Jiaxiang industry in Beijing. The song and dance of the warbler, the bright lights are located here, which is incompatible with this Hanhai soldier, but the business is excellent.

The soldiers who returned from blood often like to go to the gentle country to vent their anger, and the merchants from the north and south also like to take a rest on the belly of the beauty. There are even rumors in the army: defend the country on the bloody battlefield and go home after stepping into the Qinglou.

Li Changfeng really didn't want to see the steel knives of his brothers to protect the family and defend the country soften in this place of sleeping flowers and willows, so he ordered the soldiers not to set foot in the Qinglou several times, but there were still criminals repeatedly.

Thinking that he was guarding the border in this bitter cold place, and there were brothers who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield in every battle, but it was a villain like Jia Xiang who used power for personal gain to defend him, and he thought that the 10,000 army lacked food and clothing, but the gate valve in Beijing had to squeeze even a trace of oil and water from this bitter cold place......

A moment of sadness came from it, filled with righteous indignation, and took the deputy general to order a hundred personal soldiers and Pegasus to go straight to Baihuayuan.

When I arrived at Huyang Bay, suddenly, a wave of arrows came at me.

Sharp arrows pierce the night sky. The sound of "Xiu Xiu" startled the war horse people to stand up, and out of instinct, Changfeng shouted with all his might: Enemy attack!

In an instant, the torches around them lit up one by one with the terrible howls around them. Looking back behind him, he found that the 100 personal soldiers he brought with him were standing scattered, and there was not a single ......

The war horse fell to the ground suddenly, and Changfeng swept from the horse to the right side with the help of his strength, and before he could stand firmly, he found that the deputy general next to him was covered with arrow feathers, his eyes were opened to the maximum, and his mouth moved slightly, but he was blocked by a large mouthful of blood foam and couldn't make a sound.

What a eloquent person, but now, he can't make a sound......

The long wind grabbed his fallen body, and he himself fell to the thick poplar leaves. He muttered to himself: "Where did the soldiers come from? Where did the soldiers come from in the pass?"

I haven't had time to think it through, or I haven't thought about it at all. Changfeng rose up, and at the same time the sword was unsheathed, and the sword pointed at the layers of soldiers in front of him. He shouted, "What is your intention to set foot on the territory of the Holy Pilgrimage?"

But I know in my heart that I am afraid that today and these hundred brothers will be buried here.

Sure enough, one of the soldiers walked out, quite burly, with torches reflecting, and it was impossible to see what he looked like. After half a sound, he slowly spoke: "Li Shuai is only seven steps high, and he immediately thinks about it, and he understands why our army can enter the customs quietly, right?"

At this moment, Changfeng collected his mind, thought about it carefully before and after, and had seven, seven, eight, eight or eight in his heart, but he couldn't help but be surprised.

Then he said quietly: "How dare Jia Nanpi collude with the thieves? lure the wolf into the house like this, even if his father Jia Xiang comes, he can't protect him." ”

Nayi people laughed: "I didn't expect that Li Shuai, who was famous in Beiguan, also had such ignorance, and under the fame, it really didn't match." How can the deputy marshal of the border pass in Jia Nanpi District lead our army into the depths? Now that your royal family is weak and the emperor is young, it is not a matter of time before the country changes hands? Do you think Jia Nanpi is also worthy of looking down on the throne?"

In fact, what Yiren said is true, although Li Changfeng has been stationed at the border pass, but the affairs of Beijing and Central China are also clear, Yongle Zhang, Xiu Defang, Jincheng Zhao, Huaiyuan Wang four surnames of the protégés and former officials are all over the world, and now the tail is big, and the court decree is difficult to get through.

Sitting on Jia Tianxia, the court is full of minions, Prime Minister Jia's forces fill the court, manipulate the harem, and the imperial power can still be performed.

There is also the king of Luoyang, who is in the eastern capital, as if he has become a country in China......

The fact that this great country still exists is not the result of their rivalry with each other.

Seeing Changfeng's brows furrowed, Na Yiren didn't wait for him to speak, and continued: "Now that the matter is now, there is nothing that I can't say to you, you Jia Xiang have already used Baihuayuan to communicate with us. Although I despise him as a person, he is also a handsome man who understands current affairs. As for you Li Shuai, if you descend today, you will be indispensable in the future, if you are obsessed, after today, you will be a lonely ghost on this North Pass. ”

Looking at the torches dotted all around, it is estimated that there are at least two or three thousand Yi people!

When he was helpless, he let go of the border war, the people of the whole country, and the little guy in Beijing, Li Changfeng felt relaxed.

Suddenly laughed heartily, then turned around, looked at the soldiers behind him who were still breathing, and asked gently: "Brothers, after a hundred battles, you haven't made a name for yourself in the border for ten years, are you tired?" When I took you out, I also promised the elders of Hexi that I would take you back in red, and today's battle ...... I'm afraid that we won't be able to do it, Changfeng will be ashamed of the elders of Hexi! After this battle, we will go on the road together and fight Huangquan again, but who is afraid?"

They are all men who lick blood at the tip of the knife, soldiers who have survived a hundred battles, Xu is not used to such gentleness, they all tightened the handle of the knife in their hands, shouted "fight to the death", and silently stared at the handsome in front of them.

Li Changfeng turned around and said to the Yiren: "Only solve the battlefield and die for the country, why do you need to return the horse leather shroud" and rushed over with his sword.

The Yiren smiled lightly and sighed lightly: "Good man!"

Go behind the layers of soldiers. Immediately after that, the sky was full of arrows and locusts that rushed to Li Changfeng's eyes, slowly dilated in his pupils, pierced into the flesh and blood through the leather armor and rubbed the jade that was close to his body, and drilled into his heart......

A few days later, a ride of the news reached the Dragon City, and the young man who lived in Jiuchen suddenly left his body like a soul, and sat in the dragon seat that symbolized the supreme dignity of the world for three days, and suddenly stood up and looked into the distance.

muttered to himself: "You left me for the world, but I want to pick up this broken mountain and river for you...... , even if it is a blue yellow spring, it is necessary to crush their bones and ashes, and frustrate their bones and ashes...... Broken bones and ashes"

The voice gradually became louder, colder, and more tenacious, hovering over the forbidden palace, enduring......

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