Yulian in the small courtyard of the farmhouse washed the bloodstained clothes, and the two teenagers were bloody with dried blood stains all over their bodies. A wide robe was dripping with blood, and he just glanced back when he rubbed his father's clothes. The clothes fell into the basin with a pop, and red blood splashed all over the body. looked at the two teenagers incredulously, and didn't dare to look at the robes that were still dripping blood for a long time.

Wen Xiaoming stepped forward with his head and said: "This is Ma San's head, I, Wen Xiaoming, said that I will avenge the villagers." ”

I couldn't believe that the two of them really came with Ma San's head, and in a hurry, they picked up their clothes and kept rubbing them. Such a bloody scene is unimaginable, but it is put right in front of you. Ma San died just because of his own words, and human life is worthless. Yesterday, because of Ma San's words, four or five villagers died under the knife, is human life so fragile. Where did the girl know what to say, it was a bloody head. The smell of blood in the air forced the tumbling belly.

Lu Lin snatched the head away and said, "Wen Xiaoming, don't bring this dirty thing to Miss Ji, you should go to the neighbors of those dead relatives." He took out the silver taels that Xiuwen had returned to the two generals from his arms, and then said: "Things started because of you, and they should end because of you." ”

took the money bag and clasped his fists with both hands and said, "Brother Lu, thank you, I will pay you back this silver." "Leaving the courtyard with the bloody head in his hand, the small village was full of cries.

As soon as the boy left the yard, the girl immediately held her chest and turned her head to vomit, and Lu Lin immediately cleaned up the blood stains on the ground. Looking at the girl who was still washing her clothes, there was some pain in her heart, and a word was passed on from the moment she returned to the village. Many people didn't dare to look at the two of them, and even spat behind their backs. Yulian, an ignorant girl, inexplicably became the disaster star of the village, if she didn't shout nonsense, it was enough to sacrifice Xiuwen alone, so why take someone else's life.

It's not easy to think that Yulian still has peace, and there is a seriously injured father in the house. The whole rib was broken by Ma San, and it was not easy to stand up. Even if he was injured, he did heavy work, and according to Lang Zhong, I am afraid that I can only spend this life in bed. Yulian knew that Lu Lin also knew that the girl didn't dare to tell her father about it.

The sixteen-year-old girl and her father have been dependent on each other for many years, and the backbone of the main heart suddenly collapsed, who will understand the pain in her heart, and the rumors outside the courtyard gate are even more unaware. At the moment of the mirror gate, the women looked at Yulian in the courtyard and didn't know what they were saying, the only thing that was clear was that it must not be a good word. Everyone understands that in just one day, many families have lost their loved ones, and many people are still dying at home. This is not a battlefield or a bloody warrior, but the people of Daliang.

What is the purpose of the Daliang border army guarding the border pass to resist the Nanchu who is about to move, and it is not so that the people behind them can live a stable life. The people who are now protecting the yes are still the people who wantonly kill people, and a steel knife is not on the head of the enemy, but on the chest of the unarmed people of Dawn.

Holding the steel knife tightly, he said: "Miss Ji Ma San is dead, and she should go back to the army in the future." ”

The girl who still had a blood-dripping robe in her mind endured her nausea and said, "If you want to go, you can go, I won't stop you." ”

Lu Lin was already silent, and now he didn't know what to say, and said in the middle of his fist and sword: "I will tell the general everything that happened here, and only someone will manage this matter." When Wen Xiaoming comes back, he will leave, and he will come to help when he has time for trivial matters. ”

said so much in one breath Seeing that the girl was not talking, she was holding a war knife and guarding outside the courtyard gate. The girl in the courtyard scrubbed the corners of her eyes hard, and the tears dripped into the basin, and she didn't dare to cry out and scream, but she could only bury her bitterness in the bottom of her heart. The father who was lying in bed said all night, and there was no one to confide in his heart. Xiuwen came once in the morning, and the two looked at each other speechlessly. Just as Miao Ling could become a disaster star in the village, Yulian's father was lying on the bed and didn't know if he could get off the ground, and only his brother who was lying on the bed was smiling at Xiuwen's house. My father and mother have never had a good face, especially my sister-in-law is full of anger, and she didn't drive out of the house because of her brother's constant persuasion.

There was only one swarthy little girl in the whole village, and the uncle and aunt turned away with a lament.

Fenyang Town and even the entire Daliang South Mirror have never been quiet. The morale of the barracks has never been lower, and it is even lower than that of the southern expedition that cut off the heavy grain and grass. It's just that the handsome man who has been guarding Nanjing for more than ten years is about to leave, and he is already old when he comes back in middle age. The old man, who was once young, was discredited and stood at the head of the city for three days looking at the far south. Where is the destination of the Changfeng Army, it is also the destination of oneself. However, the veteran general no longer has the blood of the past, and he still remembers that the man made a grand wish at the beginning of the emperor.

"Sit firmly on your country, and my brother will guard the south for you. Once the opportunity is ripe, Nanchu will complete the unification of the world, so that the students of the world only know the big beam but not Nanchu. ”

The once heroic ambitions have slowly faded in the long river of time, and decades of time have changed from a handsome young man to today's border marshal. The original intention has not changed, but it is an era, I don't know when the emperor has changed, the courtiers have changed, and even the entire beam has become what it is now.

Today's morning sun is particularly dark, and Chen Geng walked up to the city to see that the old handsome man was no longer the British capital of the year. However, in a few days, he seemed to be old and gray-haired, and his upright posture looked a little rickety. Before he could speak, the old general stood up straight, stood at the head of the city that had been guarded for many years, and took one last look at the land of a hundred battles.

"It's time to go, it's better to get out of here. I hope that the old brothers will continue to guard the gate of Daliang for the brothers, but unfortunately the old man can't stay here to fight together. ”

Turned around and walked past Chen Geng, patted his shoulder and said, "Of the old brothers who killed the enemy together, only you can stay in Nanjing and continue the unfinished road for us." ”

Chen Geng knew that what Lao Shuai said just now was to say to the countless Changfeng Army soldiers who died under the city, and there were still a few brothers who fought together who survived. Where is the brother who is still alive now, and now that Lin Xie is gone, the young Changfeng Army can only take him Chen Geng alone. Holding the back of the old handsome handsome hand and nodding heavily, everything was silent.

The two veterans walked down the city together, and Chen Geng said: "Dashuai, I will guard the home behind me with a group of brothers, and your body will leave Nanjing and your soul will stay in Nanjing forever." ”

The old man showed an untimely smile and said: "Chen Geng, now the old man is no longer the commander of the Changfeng Army, don't call him that way anymore." Now it's time to call you Vice Marshal Chen. ”

He patted his shoulder and walked to the carriage and shouted, "Unload." The grand voice resounded throughout the southern mirror, and the soldiers did not want to hear these two words. Lao Shuai He once said two words, and the most familiar voice is only two words, not unloading. It is the two-word "draw the sword" that is fixed in the soul of the entire Changfeng Army.

Looking at the soldiers of the Changfeng Army standing at the gate of the city, they all bowed their heads, and the old man in front of him was the marshal of the Changfeng Army. As the two soldiers stripped off their battle armor, the veteran who had not fought on the battlefield for decades was already a gray-haired old man, wrapped in black clothes as he had been in the army. Looking at the young soldiers, the old man saw hope, and he made a grand wish at the beginning.

walked up to Chen Geng's side and said: "You see how much they look like us at the beginning, how happy they are to stay on the battlefield in a good year." ”

Chen Geng looked at the high-spirited lieutenant at the beginning, who has always been the top boss since he joined the army. I don't know how many times I have made a big move because of a small thing, but unfortunately I have never won once. At that time, the old man was already a lieutenant, and he was no more than a small captain. There is only one lieutenant in the entire Changfeng Army who can be beaten by the sergeant, and that is Lin Xie, who is standing beside him. Everyone on the battlefield must shout a general, and there is only Brother Lin outside the barracks, and there is no general.

"Chen Geng, you are still taking care of these juniors in the army, don't let the set of the court appear on these juniors." Suddenly, his eyes were blazing, and he said: "They can die in the border pass, not under the sword of their own people, the old man will watch Changfeng Erlang gallop on the land of Southern Chu in Kyoto." ”

Lin Xie shouted loudly: "The wine is coming." ”

A jar of spirits was kicked in the hands of the veteran, and the cover was opened and drunk. The soldiers didn't think the wine was so fragrant, and the veteran's sweet liquor only had a bitter taste. drank it in a big gulp, but he didn't give Chen Geng half a sip beside him, and everyone was drunk when he drank alone. The veteran threw the wine jar on the ground and said: "It's a pity that you can't drink good wine, this is not a great victory celebration banquet, let alone a Jedi fight." You can't drink this wine, but the old man does. A hearty laugh.

Who doesn't know the military discipline of the Changfeng Army, from the commander to the sergeant army, those who drink without permission will be severely punished. But now, as a handsome, Lin Xie is not happy to drink, this is the last time the old man drinks in this city, and it is also the last time he gets together with the Changfeng Army.

As a general, how can you not know that every change of commander has been a bloody storm since ancient times, especially a marshal who has never appeared in the army. Chen Geng nodded heavily and said, "I know, do your best." ”

Seeing that the old man got into the carriage, a group of soldiers followed, and the carriage took a step forward, and the Changfeng army took a step forward. When did the warriors galloping across the plains walk so slowly, and the horses pulling the carts appear to have weak feet. The groom pulled the carriage slowly, and it seemed that the cart weighed a thousand pounds.

Lin Zhong ran first and grabbed the reins and said, "Uncle." ”

The carriage stopped and looked at the only young man in the Lin family in the army, and the old man was very pleased. It was he who single-handedly tied his nephew from that city to the Changfeng Army, and now that his nephew is still there, he is going to leave the Changfeng Army. Standing on the carriage, he said: "Zhong'er go back, uncle is not there to listen to Chen Geng's words, don't lose your temper casually, and Zhixing will hone well in the army, the Lin family still needs a big beam and a generation of famous generals." ”

Liu Zhixing knelt down on one knee and shouted, "Master." ”

Lin Xie just smiled and said, "You kid remember, don't say anything else." I remember going back to Kyoto to find the old man to drink, that is not in the army and not a big handsome, see if it is true that you kid drank my old man wildly. ”

Looking up at the old general, he just smiled, and there were already many soldiers around him. Xue Liren, who was the leader, knelt down on one knee and said, "Take care, general." ”

"Liren is the camp brought out by the old man himself, if the prestige is ruined in your hands, be careful that the old man will take a knife to cut you in the middle of the night."

Looking up at all the generals of the Changfeng Army, many of them were full of hearts, but there were many people who would never see them again. How many old people have gone in more than ten years, how many newcomers have come, and how many brothers have died outside the gate. After a few words with a few soldiers around him, he lifted the curtain and sat in the carriage with only a heavy voice: "Go back." ”

Looking at the carriage in the distance, Chen Geng shouted heavily, which he hadn't shouted for many years: "Brother Lin." The old man in the carriage just smiled faintly and said, "Fortunately, I still remember." ”

Everyone outside the city shouted at the same time: "The Changfeng Army draws its sword." "How magnificent it is to draw a sword.

The old general opened the curtain and looked at the person who was far away behind him, and said in his heart: "The wind and clouds have changed suddenly for eight thousand miles, how can the spirits eliminate eternal sorrow." ”

Looking at the far away border battlefield, the direction of the carriage galloping is home and another battlefield. The wind blowing through the car window was a little cool, when did the weather get so cool in September? The soldiers standing outside the city tightly held the drawn swords to see off the marshal, only to feel that their cheeks were blown by the autumn wind.

Chen Geng looked at the carriage in the distance and said, "The wind is blowing." ”