On the ninth day of the ninth month of September, this day was supposed to be the Double Ninth Festival, but the entire city of Qizhou was plain white, and the soldiers and civilians of Qizhou dragged cloth and linen and went out to the north. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Last night, news came out from the Zhenbei Marshal's Mansion that the Generalissimo of Zhenbei, Tang Guogong Li Yuan, had passed away yesterday after being seriously injured and in a coma for many days due to being attacked by barbarians in Valenburg. The prince Li Yuanche was grief-stricken and indignant, and decided to be buried in Qizhou today, and led the army north out of Qilian Mountain, beating the barbarians and avenging his relatives.

Outside Valenburg, standing on the platform, Li Yuanche, dressed in silver armor, picked up a bowl of spirits. He looked up at Qilian Mountain not far away, and a chill appeared on his resolute face. The white robe behind him was also blown in the cold wind, as if it was a grand march today.

Li Yuanche's gaze swept from left to right, from the soldiers below one by one. After a few moments, he walked straight to the front with his bowl in his hand and began to chant.

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son! ”

Yesterday evening, when Wang Ji took this poem and handed it to him, Li Yuanche, who had been born and died many times on the battlefield, was overjoyed at that time, and a pair of deep eyes suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.

Although he didn't admit that this song was written by her, Li Yuanche still felt the deep meaning of comradeship from these words. Regardless of whether she gently admits it or not, in his Li Yuanche's heart, this song is made for him gently.

A song without clothes, which was slowly sung by Li Yuanche's deep voice at this moment, was particularly resonant. After a while, the soldiers in the audience sang along with the main general on the stage.

After a long time, Li Yuanche raised his hand to stop the singing of the soldiers of the three armies in the audience, and he brought the wine bowl to the front and raised it high.

"Soldiers, this first bowl of wine, to our comrades who sacrificed at the border pass, to our generalissimo!" A bowl of liquor was spilled in front of him with a heroic spill.

"This second bowl of wine," Li Yuanche took another bowl of spirits from the hands of the guards beside him, and shouted loudly,

"This second bowl of wine, to our parents and relatives in the rear, for their sake, we can't let a barbarian step past us." Another bowl of liquor was scattered on the ground in front of him.

"This third bowl of wine," Li Yuanche paused, and took the last bowl, "This bowl of wine, toast ourselves." ”

"To all the good sons and daughters of the blood-stained border pass, this bowl, we will drink it together!" Li Yuanche raised the wine bowl forward, and gave a military salute to the tens of thousands of troops in the audience, and all the soldiers in the audience also raised the wine bowl together, and drank it all together with the main general on the high platform.

"Soldiers," Li Yuanche smashed the empty wine bowl in his hand and raised the spear in his hand vigorously, "The barbarians are shameless, taking advantage of the outbreak of malaria in Jiuzhai in northern Xinjiang, they have attacked many times, snatched our grain and grass, and killed our relatives. ”

"This is a humiliation of our frontier soldiers, such a humiliation can only be washed away with the blood of barbarians!"

"Today, let us step out of Qilian Mountain, bloody the barbarians, and avenge our relatives and our dead comrades!"

"Revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge!" I don't know who was the first to shout, and the army suddenly resounded with a wave of revenge.

In this sound of revenge, Li Yuanche jumped down from the high platform, he was like a god of war descending to earth, and the battle robe behind him faced the north wind and dragged up a long arc. Li Yuanche did not stop the roar of the soldiers, he turned on his horse, and with 50,000 high-spirited soldiers, he pointed his sword at the foot of Qilian Mountain.

At this time in Qizhou City, Wang Jiqing, who was dressed in filial piety clothes, took off the only beaded flower on his head, fixed his hair with a peach hairpin made by Li Yuanche himself, and appeared in the mourning hall of the Marshal's Mansion.

Mr. Fushiyama had already arranged everything, and the mourning hall was empty at this time.

Wang Ji bowed lightly to Mr. Fushan, left Qian Xi and Thirteen Niang outside the mourning hall, and walked in alone.

But half an hour later, the three people who stayed outside the mourning hall saw the girl with a calm face walking out calmly.

Mr. Fushan looked at the girl who had saluted him, and then led the two maids away, frowning slightly. He originally thought that the sixth lady of the Wang family, as the lord's fiancée and the marshal's future daughter-in-law, should be in front of the marshal's mourning hall instead of the lord for a night when the lord went on the expedition. Who would have thought that in just half an hour, this woman walked out of the mourning hall with a calm face?

Mr. Fushiyama couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head. He thought that when the lord left, he had instructed that in Qizhou City, he would listen to the dispatch of the future master mother. At this time, since the sixth lady didn't leave a word, she should go to other things first. When he was about to leave, Ding Erniu walked over.

"Sir, my young lady, please go to the study." Ding Erniu, who was dressed in a black suit, had a little more murderous aura of a soldier since Qinzhou and his party, and at this time, he stretched out his hand to Mr. Fushan and made a gesture of invitation, and then stood sideways without saying a word.

"Okay." Mr. Fushan nodded and followed Ding Erniu all the way to the outer study.

In the study, Wang Jiqing, who had already changed into a filial piety dress, only wore an ordinary white coat, and sat quietly on the circle chair, bowing her head, looking at something calmly.

"Sixth Miss," Mr. Fushan looked at Ding Erniu who was left outside the door of the study, but followed Thirteen Niang, who was originally waiting in front of the door, into the study and bowed.

"Sir, don't be polite." Wang Jiqing didn't get up, she just handed a step of paper on the table to the other party.

"Look, is there anything else you need to add?" She had written down all the ideas for the clinic, and she didn't know what else the wise old man could add.

"What is this?" Mr. Fushan was a little puzzled, he looked at it and saw a line of women's beautiful hairpins in front of him.

He saw that the girl opposite nodded silently, so he looked carefully.

Wonderful, wonderful. Mr. Fukuyama couldn't help but nod, if this method can really be popularized in the army, I don't know how many percent of the annual battle losses will be reduced.

This sixth young lady is really talented, no wonder the lord ordered everything in Qizhou City to listen to her arrangement.

"Miss Six, I don't know when I can start?" After reading it, Mr. Fushiyama's face was full of surprise.

"The sooner the better!" Wang Ji raised her head lightly, "My senior brother Divine Doctor Zhang should take his disciples and the prince to go out with him at this time, and they will promote this method in the army of this expedition." And the arrangements for these military families in the city were arranged by Mr. Lao. ”

"Thirteen Niang has almost learned, and the shallow pity around me is also quite proficient in nursing, and when Mr. organizes people, let's start."

"I'll arrange it." Mr. Fushiyama nodded incessantly, and then bowed down after hearing this. If this method can be popularized through this expedition, and then spread to the entire northern Xinjiang, and even the entire army, it is not impossible that a fixed column will be formed in the future.

"Thirteen Niang," Wang Ji saw that Mr. Fushan had left, so she called this maid who was rearranged by Li Yuanche by her side. "You go back to Qizhou this time, do my senior brother have something to bring back?"

"Back to Miss," Thirteen Niang stepped forward and poured a cup of hot tea for her own lady as usual, "Doctor Zhang said, everything is fine on his side, so you don't have to worry." ”

"You asked the servant to forward the letter to Doctor Zhang, and he also read it. Doctor Zhang said that he would push the method you drafted in the army as soon as possible, and if there was any problem, he would also pass it back as soon as possible. It's just that this hemp boiling powder and two pot heads, you need to prepare some more as soon as possible in the rear and send them over. ”

"Well, I've already handed over this matter to Erniu." Wang Ji nodded lightly, "What is the situation in Jingzhong now?" ”

"Miss, the situation in Jingzhong is very bad." Thirteen Niang remembered the urgent report she had just received from Beijing, and her face was gloomy.

"There is chaos in Beijing!" (To be continued.) )