The plaque with the words "Prison Military Prison" written on it was already covered with dust, just like the faces of the soldiers in the prison who have been exposed to the wind and sun all year round. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Next to the carriage of the first Yingyue Empire in the convoy, a military official of the Yingyue Empire in gray civilian clothes drove forward first and shouted to a group of patrol soldiers who were rushing here: "I have been on the road for many days, and the people and horses are now very tired, can we stay here for the night?" ”

One of the leading inspectors immediately replied: "First tell your men to get down from the carriage, and we will check what you are carrying, and then arrange food and lodging for you." ”

The Ying Vietnamese military officer nodded to the officers on the other horses, and they immediately drove to the back of the convoy to inform the people in the carriage.

Xia Tianwan was in a South Korean carriage in the middle of the convoy, looking at a scroll of ancient bamboo slips seriously. The stone tablet with ancient characters in Lijia Village really stumped the people in the ancient language circles of the Six Kingdoms, and what has now been determined is that it is a relatively rare ancient script in the era of conquest, which is very narrow in use and will die out quickly.

In fact, since the establishment of the Six Kingdoms and the unification of scripts, many ancient scripts on the Star Stone Continent have died out, and this is just one of them.

Looking at it like this, Xia Tianwan's thoughts flew to the stone tablet. So, she simply stopped looking at the ancient bamboo slips, took out the paper and pen directly from the storage ring, spread them on her knees and began to write and draw.

This time, I want to transport this stele to the capital of the Yingyue Emperor, not only because the stele appeared in the territory of Yingyue, but also because the Yingyue Imperial Star Law Training Institute has a senior who is highly respected in the ancient language world, and he can be said to be a well-deserved master in the ancient language world, but because of his advanced age and inconvenience, he did not rush to Lijia Village.

Xia Tianwan was writing and painting, when someone suddenly knocked on the carriage. When she was interrupted while she was thinking hard, she was a little angry, and when she lifted the curtain of the carriage, she shouted to Tang Jian, who was acting as a coachman, "I'll talk about something later!" Don't you see I'm thinking about business?! ”

Tang Jian looked at her angry appearance inexplicably, and muttered in a low voice: "Why are you so angry?" I really didn't see it......"

Xia Tianwan, who was about to lower the curtain, heard this, and became even more angry: "What did you say?!" ”

Tang Jian smiled wryly and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing." I also have something to say, the people in the prison will check the things we are traveling with and tell our people to get out of the carriage first, do you want to ...... Well? ”

Hearing that it was a serious matter, Xia Tianwan only lost a little bit of anger, she looked out, and saw that Nalan Zhiruo and Mo Zhi were already waiting below, so she said, "Got it." Putting the pen and paper back into the ring, she jumped out of the carriage with her skirt up.

Because the interpretation of the stele was required to be carried out in a low-key manner, the group of them were all in civilian clothes. She wore a pale green dress, and her hair was loosely tied with a blue ribbon, and her already playful and lovely face was lined with more and more girlish vitality and beauty.

As soon as she got out of the car, she smiled sweetly at Nalan Zhiruo and Mo Zhi who were standing next to the carriage, and said, "Brother Nalan, Sister Mo Zhi." ”

Nalan Zhiruo and Mo Zhi are not difficult people to get along with, but their personalities are relatively silent and they don't talk to people very much. Both nodded at her, counting as a response. According to Xia Tianwan's words, Nalan Zhiruo's silence is called "cool", and Mo Zhi's silence is called "not knowing from ordinary people", too lazy to speak, this is called having a style.

Tang Jian on the side looked at her sweet smile and was surprised: "I was angry just now, why are you laughing so badly now?" ”

Xia Tianwan glanced at him lightly: "Who has time to be angry with you, I'm very busy." But no one saw what she was doing.

"Brother Nalan, Sister Mo Zhi, everyone else has already gone in, let's go in too." Nan Huai Xuanyin said as he walked towards them.

"Little Xuanzi, let's stay here tonight?" She pointed to the dusty plaque on the tall archway of the prison and asked, her voice sounding a little excited.

Nan Huai Xuanyin didn't stop, and said as he walked inside: "Yes, there are barracks for horse teams and convoys to rest in this horse road prison station, and there are still five or six hours to go from here to the nearest town in front, and it is about to get dark, and it is inconvenient for the carriage to travel at night, so we decided to rest here for one night and hurry again in the morning." ”

Xia Tianwan caught up with him and spoke without a match. Looking at the teams of lightly armored sergeants passing by from time to time in front of her, she was quite emotional.

The soldiers of this world are easily reminded of "blood" and "glory", they have loyal beliefs, and they are a group of good men who can really give their lives for the glory of the empire.

Thousands of years ago, the first emperor of the Six Kingdoms left too many legends on this continent, so that future generations can't help but boil their blood every time they think about it. They defeated the ancient, mysterious, and powerful demon clans, drove the demonic beasts out of the sight of humans, and made thousands of people surrender, willing to shed their blood for the land.

The soldiers of the Six Nations have been pursuing glory for generations, and they are not afraid of death to protect this land. However, it is a pity that their Jin Ge bronze sword is sometimes not aimed at the alien race, but at their own people.

The six empires were not as stable and peaceful as they seemed, and there were a large number of troops stationed along each of the long borders.

Outside the deep mountains and desert mires in Middle-earth, where the demon clan still lives, there are a large number of armies and cultivators watching overtly or covertly.

In the north, on the edge of the Icy Demon Plains in the extreme north, there is the Cold Plains Border Army of the Northern Chu Empire; On the edge of the desert of the Western Wilderness, the far west of the West, there is the desert border army of the Xiyin Empire; In the east, on the edge of the Great Wasteland in the Far East, the Wasteland Frontier Army of the Yingyue Empire and the Lingye Frontier Army of the Donghua Empire were stationed; To the south, on the edge of the Death Swamp in the Far South, is garrisoned by the South Korean Empire's Green Frontier Army.

And inland, surrounded by the huge Warcraft Mountain Range, are the Black Jiao Border Army of the Sangwu Empire, the Black Dragon Border Army of the South Korean Empire, and the Black Snake Border Army of the Xiyin Empire.

The border army is certainly a glorious place, and the local armies and superintendent armies in these states in the empire are also strictly disciplined and enthusiastic.

After nightfall, there is only a shallow moon on the canopy, like a beauty's curved eyebrows, but this month is cold and lonely. The barracks resounded the song of glory that had been sung for thousands of years -- "The General's Walk" --

"On that day, you came out of the chaos, and your blood was sprinkled on the white brick walls of the Holy City, and from then on your Jade Fall City shed glory, and from then on you created legends in the town of Fanluo, and from then on you wrote great achievements on the banks ......of the Neva River."

Listening to such a song, Xia Tianwan sat with his knees crossed, looking up at the cold moon in the sky. The night breeze gently stirred through, and the blue ribbon danced with three thousand green silks.

Nan Huai Xuanyin stood silently behind her, as if she was afraid of disturbing this beautiful painting, and her voice was extremely soft: "Sitting here alone, what do you think?" ”

Xia Tianwan also became surprisingly gentle, I don't know why, Nan Huai always felt that there was an unpredictable sadness in her voice, she said: "Blow the wind, look at the moon." As she said this, the cold moon reflected a haze in her pupils.

Usually she always looks like she is giggling, always quirky and difficult to stop, so she makes him feel a little overwhelmed.

"If it's a full moon, it's a good time to say a word, you know what it is?"

Nan Huai shook his head. She smiled and said, "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles." She patted the ground next to her and told him to sit down, "This poem was written by a man named Su Shi, but unfortunately, he was dead for hundreds of years when I was born." Eh-what about Tang Jian? Haven't you always been inseparable? ”

"He went to talk to Brother Nalan."

Xia Tianwan looked at him with a smile: "If you don't look at him, aren't you afraid that he will be robbed?" Brother Nalan is a very attractive person......"

Nan Huai collapsed her brain: "I really don't know what you're thinking about all day!" ”

"Who told you to be so crooked all day long! It's not hard to make me pure. ”

"Late ......"

"Huh?"

"What are you going to do after finding your eldest brother?"

"I don't have a plan on what to do," she said, "my mind is not suitable for thinking too far, and when the time comes, I will listen to my brother for everything, and may continue to search, and maybe he will take me to play life, eat and drink." When the time comes, go home. You're really, why do you mention this, it makes me homesick......"

"By then—" she patted him on the shoulder, "it's just you and Tang Jian left." You must love each other, you can't bully him, otherwise I won't let you go! ”

Nan Huai ignored her nonsense: "But Brother Xia is now wanted by the Sangwu royal family, after you find him, do you want to follow him to the end of the world?" ”

"Don't make us look like we're pitiful." Xia Tianwan didn't seem to be worried at all, and said, "My brother, I know best, he won't let himself live so embarrassed!" Although I don't know why he grabbed that rouge, since he did it, he must have his reason, but I don't want to think about what the reason is. As her sister, I just have to trust him. ”

Xia Tianwan's heartless and chic Nanhuai didn't know whether to admire or cry and laugh, but a few days later, he might have sighed that it was really his sister who understood his brother.