There are not many estuaries along the Yangtze River, and it can even be said that there are many.

Without exception, these estuaries flow to the Yangtze River, some of them are scattered streams, some are rushing and turbulent, and some are open like a large wetland, slow, long, and quiet.

Along the Yangtze River, there are naturally many such estuaries.

In the melodious Jiangnan, the people who uphold the elegance of Wu Chu will give these estuaries all kinds of names, and even carry some various allusions. Ten miles, old return, autumn wind, Yannan...... Each one has some poetry and elegance, like a Jiangnan minor tune that turns a thousand times, sighing and wandering.

Along the Yangtze River and then to the west, this elegance and delicacy will be consumed with the undulating terrain, and the people's attitudes towards the names of estuaries have become very different. Wanshui, Long Beach, Dada, Cangkou...... Each name carries a kind of Western sprinkling and straightforwardness, and there are even some names, which are simple and pure to the point of making people feel suffocated.

For example, the estuary in front of Xie Xiaoman's eyes, its name is called the estuary.

It is so simple and straightforward that the people who live here have been calling this place the mouth of the river for thousands of years.

Sometimes, some words are added to the front of the estuary: this, that, outside, hometown...... But the estuary is the estuary, and the vast river that spreads out spreads out in the slightly desolate wasteland, with a gray color, as if there is some kind of filter, filtering out all those rich colors, and the eyes are full of desolation and desolation.

Dreariness. At the same time, it is also vast and sparse, full of moisture, and you can open your nose casually. What you smell is moisture. The smell of this water vapor is also different from the lingering in the south of the Yangtze River, but accompanied by the bleak autumn wind, full of crisp and neat taste, straight to the mouth, nose, and chest cavity, but in a blink of an eye, it fills the entire chest.

The estuary is the estuary, where the locals hold boats and fish. Shuttling through the reeds as tall as a person, through the misty mist, looming in the vastness.

Everything is like a washed ink painting. With a mist that has been misty for thousands of miles, with a freehand brushwork like splashing ink, it is sprinkled through the rough wolf, and it is traced back into a picture full of desolation.

The water vapor on the ground blends with the azure of the sky in mid-air. In such a place. The blue of the sky will be washed by this vast expanse between heaven and earth. It reveals a very pale blue, which is inseparable from the estuary on the ground.

When there is no wind, this place is often quiet and makes people sigh, for a day, two days, or even ten days, only the sound of reeds growing, and even the flow of water here becomes slow and quiet, as if panic, afraid of touching something. It's so quiet that you have to swallow a sigh.

And once the wind picks up. The sound of the reeds swaying came like a tsunami. It was a sound coming from all directions. With a kind of waves without waves, majestic and immense, enough to invade every cell of the listener's body in a short moment.

It is a taste that is very different from the vastness of the Yangtze River, and it is a feeling of emptiness that can only be experienced here.

Quiet, vast, bleak, this is the estuary. The estuary of the local population.

Xie Xiaoman stood here, some of them were a little moved by all kinds of things here, and some liked this taste.

Next to her was the troops of the Western Army who were retreating eastward, and she had already asked that the reason for the eastward retreat was because they had encountered the scout troops of the Zhao army before, and now they needed to restrain their breath before the big war, so as not to cause unnecessary losses.

Things like marching and arranging troops, Xie Xiaoman doesn't understand, and naturally he won't point fingers. She was just far away on the high trees on the hill of the Chinese army, and saw the faint smoke and dust here, so she felt puzzled and curious, so she came here boredly and looked at everything around her curiously.

When the sergeants saw Xie Xiaoman, they couldn't help but be a little curious and stunned, but they soon regarded her as a girl from a local people's family, whistled from afar, teased a few words, and continued to march.

On the contrary, it was the battalion commander of this battalion, after looking at Xie Xiaoman a few times, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thought about it, or stepped forward immediately, and asked from a distance: "Dare to ask this girl, but Counselor Xie?" ”

Xie Xiaoman watched the sergeant team waving the banner of "Yan", and he also understood in his heart that this was the effect of hiding people's eyes. At this time, he looked at the sergeant who was fighting horses on the opposite side and nodded: "Do you recognize me?" ”

"Yes!" The battalion commander dismounted, hugged his fists at Xie Xiaoman, and said with a smile, "There are not many women in the army, so I naturally know each other." ”

In terms of official positions, there are not too many differences between the battalion commander and the counselor, but the people who come are still polite.

There was alienation in this politeness, and Xie Xiaoman naturally felt it.

"I don't know if Lord Xie is here, but what are your orders?" The battalion commander asked a question first, and then reported to his home, "In Xiahuoqi, he is the battalion commander of this battalion." ”

"Master Huo." Xie Xiaoman called, nodded, and looked in the far direction to the west, "The name Lord Huo doesn't seem to be very good." ”

Huo Qi, woe to Xiao Wall.

Huo Qi has also heard others ridicule his name since he was a child. He is the son of an ordinary peasant family, and when his parents named him, he naturally didn't know what the allusion to Xiao Wall was, and he never thought that Huo was the same as the disaster. On the contrary, after joining the army, some colleagues who had read some books used to make fun of this name, and after so many years, Huo Qi was also a little used to it.

Habit does not mean that you can not be worried at all, not to mention that the first time we met, I was told such a bad joke, so Huo Qi's expression stiffened slightly.

"I'm not targeting you, it's just that this situation is really hard not to relate." Xie Xiaoman saw his vague anger, and naturally understood where Huo Qi's anger came from.

For himself as a person, there was already a lot of criticism in the army. When she came here, she was ready to be ridiculed, and this Battalion Commander Huo did not sneer at herself or treat her as air, but took the initiative to say hello. This point has already surprised Xie Xiaoman.

It's just that the other party came with kindness, but he mocked it, and it seemed that it really shouldn't be.

It's just that whether it should be one thing or not, and whether it should be said or not is another.

Xie Xiaoman pointed to the steaming mist in the west and said to Huo Qi: "If you want to avoid disaster, you'd better march faster." Of course, if you want to make a contribution, it seems that you should stand by and prepare to attack. ”

As soon as these words came out, Huo Qi's brows furrowed.

He looked in the direction of Xie Xiaoman's finger, except for the ash brought by the condensed and condensed water vapor, Huo Qi couldn't see much.

So he remembered the rumor that Xie Xiaoman was a cultivator, turned his head again, and glanced at her a few times.

Xie Xiaoman easily caught the doubts and doubts in Huo Qi's eyes, and she didn't have any intention of thinking about it.

This is something that has long been expected, and no one will trust a stranger. Especially in the military, it's hard to trust a woman you don't understand.

What's more, Xie Xiaoman has a face that is not outstanding, and he is usually almost tiresome, and the words spoken by such a face are indeed not very credible.

On the road next to it, the sergeants were still marching. Walking on slightly muddy wetlands is naturally not too fast.

When the sergeants passed by Huo Qi and Xie Xiaoman, they would naturally cast strange glances, even if there was military law on their side, it would be difficult to stop them from guessing Xie Xiaoman's identity one after another.

Some people say that Xie Xiaoman is an old friend of Master Huo. Some people said that she was a local citizen and fell in love with Lord Huo, so she came to talk. Few people associate Xie Xiaoman with Counselor Xie, who is very famous in the army, because in everyone's impression, Counselor Xie, who seduced General Huan, should be a woman with a demonic spring, and she will definitely not be as simple as Xie Xiaoman. Second, they believe that such a woman will not stop in such a dangerous place as the front line.

So everyone speculated curiously, talked and laughed, and some people even made a verbal bet, just waiting for Huo Qi to reveal the answer after he came back.

The heralds "used their power for personal gain" back and forth, talking about the gambling money and odds of the current handicap, everyone laughed in a low voice and took out the scattered silver from their arms, while secretly looking at the direction of Huo Qi, so as not to be discovered by him.

"Lao Zhao, I guess it's a good old man, with odds of ten to eight, how much do you press? Lao Zhao? What's wrong with you? All white? The comrade turned his head and asked the robe next to him with a smile, but saw Zhao Mingde looking pale as a ghost, staring at Huo Qi with a pair of dead eyes.

"Lao Zhao? What's going on? Got a gamble and didn't make money? Reaching out to pat Zhao Mingde on the shoulder, who knew that Zhao Mingde was really like seeing a ghost, the whole person trembled, and almost jumped out.

"Damn! Lao Zhao, are you evil? I'm scared to death! ”

Zhao Mingde looked frightened, stood in place and was in a trance for a while, only then did he realize that his unusual appearance seemed to be easier to attract the attention of the other party, so he quickly raised his leg and followed the team to chase after him.

"Lao Zhao!" Zhao Mingde's brother chased after him, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Mingde covered his mouth with his backhand, and made a silent gesture with an anxious face.

"Damn! Be quiet! Zhao Mingde panicked, he turned his back to Xie Xiaoman at this time, he didn't know whether the other party had noticed him, and he didn't dare to look back at all.

Full of panic, almost trembling all over his body, Zhao Mingde finally followed the big team farther and farther, until fifty steps away, he could be regarded as a little more restrained in his heart, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and looked back with courage.

Joke! How much suffering did I have to deal with Counselor Xie because of flirting with him before? In case this Counselor Xie recognizes himself and wants to find trouble for himself, he Zhao Mingde will not be alive!

Zhao Mingde licked his chapped lips in fear, recalling the pain caused by Xie Xiaoman's kick that day, and turned back quietly with his knees weak...... (To be continued......)