The afterglow of the setting sun hung obliquely on the treetops, dyeing the few young leaves floating on the treetops red and glowing with golden brilliance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 There was a man lying under the info tree, squinting slightly at the sunset. There is a faint smile on his face, as if he has been intoxicated with memories, and even the smile at the corner of his mouth is becoming more and more gentle, more and more desirable...

Fingers hooked a cup, and there was a little tea in the cup, slightly rippling. Two greedy butterflies, who seem to be attached to the fragrance of tea in the cup, hovered over the mouth of the cup for a long time, and occasionally stayed on the mouth of the cup and pecked a sip of tea shallowly.

People who reminisce. It seems that he has come out of the memory, and his sparkling eyes are looking at the two colorful butterflies at this time, and a sweet and satisfied smile gradually appears on the corner of his mouth. The five fingers moved slightly, as if they wanted to catch the two colored butterflies, and suddenly saw the colorful butterflies waving their wings uneasily, and their hearts were shocked, and they suddenly woke up, and blamed themselves in their hearts, and their eyes showed a hint of blame and complaint, with a strong apology, looking deeply at the two colored butterflies, as if they wanted to get their forgiveness - the other party was only his selfish and impulsive understanding.

People, as if they are always like this, always only care, care about their own feelings, their own preferences, their own joys, never care about the feelings of others, and do not care whether their joy will bring pain, sadness, and anxiety to others. If people forget their desires and cease to be selfish, then there will be no one in the world anymore. How can nature be worn out?

The sunset gradually sinks in the west, and the afterglow becomes more red, as if it is the bell of the night, reminding the two colorful butterflies who are attached to this place and reluctant to leave. As if they knew that parting at this time was to never see each other, they struggled to open their wings and say their final goodbyes to the fragrance at the corners of their mouths. If there are tears in their eyes, I am afraid that there are already tears flashing at this time, and even the tears in their eyes have fallen into the tea. Perhaps, their tears have already dripped on the tea leaves, otherwise why would the tea be so bitter.

The two colorful butterflies finally left, looking in the direction of the setting sun, with Li Muqi's gaze. Knowing that they disappeared in that dazzling glow, Li Muqi never withdrew his gaze, as if his gaze had seen the person he missed in his heart through the layers of glow, that face, and that ripple on his face with a little shyness and happy smile.

A few chaotic footsteps broke the scenery at this time, and Li Muqi suddenly woke up from his lovesickness, and slowly withdrew his right hand stretched out to Xiaguang, and the pain on his face was hidden on his face;

Looking at the sky that was gradually becoming darker, Li Muqi did not look back, slowly rubbed the trunk in his palm, and said lightly, "It's time for us to leave..."

Li Muqi looked at the last little bit of light, took a step slowly, and still never looked back, maybe he was afraid that the two people behind him would see the pain on his face at this time, and struggle...

In war, there will always be casualties, and no one can escape or avoid them. In war, there is no luck at all, and you can escape the deadly sword, but you can't escape the eternal pain and deep resentment...

There is no need to go back, Li Muqi can also imagine the expressions on their faces at this time-excited, full of excited laughter. It's as if they were born to live for war, to kill, and as long as there is war, their hearts become unusually excited, excited. They are not real soldiers, but real executioners, and only executioners like to kill, and soldiers only guard their territory and guard their lives. Their killing is the helplessness in their hearts, the struggle in their hearts, the pain and remorse in their hearts. For them, killing will only bring them endless pain, only endless regret will be entangled in their hearts, only memories that can never leave will torment them in their dreams, only deep sadness will remain by their side...

Nightfall is a layer of camouflage, especially a moonless night, which is definitely the best camouflage. Even the best hunter will snooze on such nights, causing the prey in his eyes to flee from his hands.

In the big tent, the lights are bright, and it will not be as cold as outside the tent, and there is no need to endure the cold of the evening breeze. The people in the tent don't have to endure it, but the patrol soldiers outside the tent have to endure such a cold night. However, looking at the painful expressions on their faces that had never appeared before, it was inevitable that a delusion would arise in their hearts, always thinking that they liked such cold, or had become accustomed to such cold, and that there was no longer pain in their hearts. But they will never like the cold, let alone get used to it. They are like this only because they have hope in their hearts, and they can always find a reason to comfort themselves.

There will always be a few or a group of unlucky people in the world who do things that no one else wants to do. They are not the most unfortunate, the most unfortunate people, those who are born in the envy of others, and do not know how to cherish them.

Looking at the excited and excited generals on the seat, Li Muqi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Slowly put away the struggle in his heart, looked at every general sitting there, and finally unfolded the map in his hand, a layer of solemnity gradually floated on his face, and said loudly, "At this time, Luoshui County, Yao County, has not fallen into the hands of the enemy, they are still struggling, and the enemy is making desperate resistance, they are the pride of our army, the soul of our army." They are not the only ones in our army, and they will never be the last. As soldiers, every soldier must be like them, like them -- to defend every inch of territory under their feet to the death, and not to teach foreign aggression. A soldier can shed his blood and leave his life behind, but he must not leave behind the pride of being a soldier. What is the pride of a soldier? It is not the heroic killing of the enemy on the battlefield, but the sword in his hand even if there is only one soldier left, so that everyone who steps into and invades our territory will leave his remorse behind. On the battlefield, as long as a person who does not want to die, as long as there is a person who wants to survive in his heart, he can turn the fear in his heart into a sword in his hand, but not everyone will have the courage to face the enemy's blade alone. People are always invincible to the fear in their hearts, they are invincible to the fear in their eyes, and when a person faces the enemy, his heart will always be timid, he will always tremble, and he will always be afraid. But after tonight, I hope that every soldier in the camp will have this pride in their hearts -- the pride of being a soldier, and I also hope that every soldier will be able to leave the timidity and fear in their hearts here, and the remorse of those who have already stepped into my territory, and those who want to step into my territory, so that they will never dare to have such a heart and such courage again..."

Listening to the oath of the generals in his ears, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Muqi's mouth, and he took the arrow. looked at the map on the case, and then looked at the generals, and slowly stayed on the faces of the generals.

Li Muqi's gaze seemed to deeply seduce the gaze of every general, affecting every nerve in their bodies, and their breathing seemed to be also affected by that gaze, which drove the hope in their hearts, drove the anxiety in their hearts, and changed their every breath. Seeing Li Muqi's gaze fall on Lu Xiaofeng's face, some were happy, some were envious, and there was no shortage of jealous and hateful people, and the anger in his breath had written his heart.

"In the south of Luoshui County, there is a mountain called Qi Mountain, which is densely covered with trees and can ambush 10,000 people. General Lu led the generals of his troops, and I am allocating 10,000 horses to the general. The general will leave tonight, and remember to arrive at the mountain in two days' time, and not to be detected by the enemy. At this time, the enemy army will bring a large army to Jizhou, and an army will be sent to Luoshui County. Luoshui County is small and slight, and it is difficult to accommodate more than 10,000 people, so the general can only station troops in Qishan and hide the soldiers in the dense forest. But seeing the wolf smoke rising in Jizhou, three days later, the general could sprinkle the fire on the avenue, and then lead an army to hide in the dense forest next to the avenue. On the avenue, a thousand scarecrows were erected, and after the straw men, they sent a hundred people to wave their flags and shout to lure the enemy here. But when he saw the enemy coming, he lit a fire, and the enemy could only look into the dense forest, and the soldiers who were lying on the treetops in the forest spared the front team, but when they saw the rear team coming in, they also lit a fire and cut off the enemy's way back. General Lu stood on the other side of the jungle and captured the enemy who had escaped from the jungle. This battle can be a great victory, and the general will lead the army into Luoshui County, waiting for the next military order. Lu Xiaofeng nodded again and again, took the arrow in Li Muqi's hand into his hand, and held it heavily in his palm. Looking at Lu Xiaofeng's face full of excitement, Li Muqi once again advised, "If you can't see the wolf smoke in Jizhou, you must not fight, the general remember." ”

Lu Xiaofeng said yes again and again, and the result of joy was Lingji, and he hurriedly walked out of the big tent. Seeing Lu Xiaofeng like this, Li Muqi couldn't help but feel a trace of worry in his heart, but he couldn't change generals at this time, he sighed lightly in his heart, and whispered, "I hope he doesn't forget..." At this time, he could only pray that Lu Xiaofeng would not forget his words at this time and forget his own advice.

Retracting his gaze, looking at the mountains next to Yaoxian County and the dense forests in that area, his eyebrows were not only slowly wrinkled together, but it was difficult to take his eyes off the map for a long time...

Li Muqi is not without a good plan in his heart, but it is really difficult to find a suitable general in his heart. When I saw Lu Xiaofeng's expression, I really felt a little regretful in my heart; if at this time, it was difficult to find a suitable and reassuring person to lead the army away, I was afraid that Jizhou would be lost, the Central Plains would be in danger, and tens of thousands of innocent people would have to face the trampling of iron hooves, and such a consequence would have to make Li Muqi difficult to decide, and he would have to worry about it...

The troubles on his face have unconsciously evolved into the pain in Li Muqi's heart, and the pain has spread from between his eyebrows, almost covering his face, and it is difficult to see a trace of his original expression...

At this moment, a figure fell into Li Muqi's eyes, looking at the figure, looking at the contemplative look on his face, a light bloomed in Li Muqi's eyes, slowly tearing off the pain on his face, adding a shallow smile...

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