When he sees the pale gray of the estuary wetland, Xie Xiaoman always thinks of the haze after a thousand years.

The choking smell permeates every hair from all directions, burrowing into every mouth and nose.

The gray sky changed the color of the newborn sun. It was a red color close to the yolk of a salted duck, almost bloody.

The tall buildings opposite became a "mirage" buried in the haze, everyone wearing masks, all sorts, showing a pair of eyes, frowning, and hurrying.

Ignorant children are still running in the streets, choking gas hanging over their heads, as if it will never dissipate.

Sometimes, after a full day of haze, it was thought that it would ease the next day. But when I woke up in the morning, I found that the smoke was even thicker, and I couldn't even see the building opposite.

As a result, even the people who drove began to hesitate, and the visibility was only a dozen meters, how to get to work?

Of course, these are just Xie Xiaoman's memories of the past, and there will be no haze in the world in front of him, but in the wetlands of the estuary, there is still this pale gray hue.

The reeds are a pale yellow, smoky yellow, like a deliberately aged picture scroll, with a smell of washed water.

The gray sky does not make people feel heavy, but gives people a sense of loneliness in the wilderness, simple, vast, vast, and silent.

Xie Xiaoman likes this taste a little, and he likes the quietness here even more.

It's just that now, it's still quiet. But the silence is like the calm before a storm, and it is like a balloon that has been blown to the extreme. It seems that the next moment it will explode violently.

Xie Xiaoman could see the fear in the eyes of the rider opposite, although it was a little far away, but those fears were too strong. So much so that she could smell it through the wind.

How could they not be afraid? In the face of the means that Xie Xiaoman just showed, for them, it was an inhuman existence.

Some of them may have heard of the monks, but none of them had actually seen it, let alone on the battlefield.

Battlefield. It means a simple ending. You die, or I die.

And obviously, Xie Xiaoman stood in front of the scout boy. stood on the opposite side of the cavalry of the Zhao army.

Friend and foe.

Zhao Jun's riders didn't think they could kill Xie Xiaoman, what kind of joke, even those feather arrows could be easily blocked, so what ordinary things could hurt her?

As for the monks. The soldiers of the Zhao army also knew it. There are also in the Chinese army. However, no matter what the strength of the monks in their own army is, after all, they can't quench their thirst, so what use is it for their lives?

The panic began to spread like an autumn wind, and they looked at Xie Xiaoman and wanted to escape.

Someone stealthily tugged at the reins and ordered the horses to retreat and flee. But the horse had already been shocked by the aura that Xie Xiaoman had just cast. That's the awe in the bones, they're now. Where else would you dare to follow the orders of the riders?

So, there was silence.

No one dares to act lightly.

Even the young man behind Xie Xiaoman didn't dare.

He hadn't seen Xie Xiaoman, and he didn't know where Xie Xiaoman came from, and why he wanted to help him.

As for the matter of Counselor Xie, the young man had naturally heard of it. Like most people in the army, they only regarded Xie Xiaoman as a woman who was secretly hidden by General Huan, and there was nothing superfluous except for the appearance and shape that had been heard of outside.

It's just that because the sergeants have always had a disdainful attitude towards Xie Xiaoman, it is rumored that after passing back and forth, there will naturally be some wonderful changes.

For example, Xie Xiaoman originally looked just ordinary. But under everyone's malicious instigation, somehow, he became an ugly monster.

But this point is easy to question, since he doesn't look good, why is he still loved by General Huan, and even unexpectedly, he brought people into the army without abiding by military discipline?

Of course, rumors always have some self-healing features. For example, some people say that General Huan is because his wife is too beautiful like a flower, and he has aesthetic fatigue for a while. And this Xie Xiaoman is a vixen again, although his face is staggering, he has some skills in bed and the like.

The scout boy had naturally heard of these rumors that were obviously borderless and just said, and at this time, looking at Xie Xiaoman in front of him, he occasionally saw her ordinary but revealing a rustic side face, and he would not have anything to do with the rumored Counselor Xie anyway.

Despite this, the boy's mood was still very uneasy.

Although Xie Xiaoman rescued himself, after the young man saw the scene of the vine wall, there was no essential difference between the state of his heart and the soldiers of the other Zhao State.

This fear is in the bones, the fear of the unknown that ordinary human beings have, and the fear of immense abilities. This is the fear of human nature itself, no one can resist or suppress it, not even Xie Xiaoman, even Xia Hua can't, let alone the scout boy.

The boy was just an ordinary person, a fifteen-year-old half-grown child, who came to join the army with enthusiasm, originally thinking that he could go into battle to kill the enemy openly and establish immortal military achievements, but he was finally assigned to the position of scout.

In the face of the initial distribution, the teenager was resistant and resistant. They are also soldiers, who wants to do that behind-the-scenes role?

But in the army, there is military law, where can he resist?

With a rebellious heart unique to his age, the boy calmly coped with the training and tasks arranged by the chief every day, and such days lasted for seven days.

Only seven days.

Today is the seventh day, and just now, not long ago, the chief he secretly abused every night died in front of him.

The young man finally panicked, and in his mind, he kept replaying the figure of Shi Chang yelling at him when he was angry at "enemy attack". That picture is so slow that it stands still, and Shi Chang's old face, which usually looks underbeaten, is extremely brave and resolute at this time.

Shi Chang is angry, but he is also calm.

It was at that moment that the boy finally understood what it meant to be a soldier.

So the boy fled, and fled as quickly as he could. He had the life of Shi Chang on his shoulders, the lives of his comrades, and the lives of the Chinese army, so he needed to run away, run away as fast as he could.

Behind him were the fierce enemy soldiers, cold and bloodthirsty feathered arrows flying past his ears, and painful wounds on his arms.

The boy was very afraid, he was afraid of death, and even more afraid that he could not inform the battalion commander of the enemy attack before he died.

For a brief time, he thought he was going to die, but when he looked back, he saw a wall full of greenery.

Green represents life, and the boy saw his own life on the wall paved with vines.

At the same time, he saw Xie Xiaoman, so he was shocked, afraid, and nervous.

He didn't know what else Xie Xiaoman would do. In his opinion, Xie Xiaoman is like a god, and no one knows whether God's next move will destroy or survive this world......

As for Xie Xiaoman, there are actually not so many miscellaneous things in her mind.

She was now looking down at the slightly muddy ground that her feet were stepping on, thinking to herself that she had not been very good at geography, and she didn't know if the place she was stepping on would be covered by the river.

Merely...... It's so sticky.

Xie Xiaoman thought like this, tried to lift his right foot, and sure enough, he felt a stream of mud bringing suction.

So she blinked.

Suddenly remembering something, Xie Xiaoman turned his head and looked at the scout boy.

The young man was also looking at her, his eyes were full of all kinds of complex emotions, and Xie Xiaoman couldn't understand it.

"You're a scout?" Xie Xiaoman also observed the teenager for the first time, and only then did he find that the other party was very young and could almost be called a child laborer.

The boy tried not to disturb his performance with his pounding heart, and opened his mouth to answer a simple "yes", but found that his throat was so tight that it was almost completely closed because of his nervousness, and he could not make any sound at all. So suddenly his face was red, and he had to nod vigorously.

"Oh." Xie Xiaoman also nodded, "Then why didn't you report the news?" ”

The young man's face turned pale, and only then did he realize that he had lost time.

The picture of Shi Chang and the robes dying began to replay in his mind again, and the young man's face was as white as paper, real white paper.

Where do you dare to say more, the young man hugged his fist at Xie Xiaoman slightly, turned around and hit the horse and left, flying away, stepping on the muddy land at the mouth of the wetland river, where is there any smoke and dust.

Xie Xiaoman looked at the back with a dashing taste and nodded with satisfaction.

Then she turned her head and looked at the cavalry of the Zhao army.

Because Xie Xiaoman turned his head just now, the withdrawal of his gaze made Zhao Jun suddenly feel the pressure on his body loosen, and even the war horses under him were slightly relieved, and their bodies were not as stiff as they were original.

Take advantage of this moment, it would be stupid not to run! The soldiers of the Zhao army beat their horses again and again, trying to reduce the volume of the horses' hooves as much as possible, and wanted to sneak away.

No matter how powerful the other party is, he only has two legs, and he can't outrun a four-legged war horse, right?

The soldiers of the Zhao army obviously thought so.

They forgot that Xie Xiaoman appeared on the spot without warning, and the flash of an instant could have nothing to do with speed?

The horses' hooves trampled silently on the wetland.

Xie Xiaoman had already seen it.

Looking at this scene, she couldn't help laughing, thinking that no matter when or who she was, after all, there were some hearts that had been passed down from childhood, for example, these people in front of her, did they really naively think that they could escape with their simple reverse?

It's kind of ridiculous.

So Xie Xiaoman waved at them with a smile, and his voice was a little lazy: "Everyone, where are you going in such a hurry?" ”

Hearing the voice behind him, where did the soldiers of Zhao Jun hesitate? Clamp the horse's belly fiercely, don't run at this time, and wait when! (To be continued......)