Northern Desert, Dupingguan, Jinshali.

There was not a trace of clouds, nor a trace of wind, only a round of missing moon embedded in the night, quietly peeking at this land one after another. The whole desert was steaming with cold, and the night wind was together, and there was an extremely strong smell of fishy and rotten in the air.

The original bright flag has long been blackened by the beacon smoke, and the word "hatred" embroidered with gold thread on it has always been luster, exuding a charming light. They stand high at the top of the bunker, with a bird's-eye view of the world, looking down on the sky, and the sound of hunting.

Under the bunker, more than a dozen emaciated soldiers lay there horizontally, some with feathered arrows stuck in their chests, some burned beyond recognition, some crushed under rolling stones, the wolf armor they wore was stained with blood, and the thick dark red blood froze the wounds, and the blood could no longer flow.

Several bodies further away were much luckier than this. They fell there, slowly buried by the flowing yellow sand, leaving only half of their hands exposed, as a symbol of what had once existed.

There was a dead silence outside the entire bunker, and only one figure was still dangling, revealing a sense of life.

Pinching the bow and crossbow he had just picked up, Wei Xiaojiang tilted his head, glanced behind him, and a good Kuiwolf knife appeared in front of him at first glance, his eyes lit up, and he immediately turned around and stepped on the corpse under his feet, and ran towards the Kuiwolf knife, the handle of the knife was held in the palm of his hand by a stinky werewolf, he leaned down and couldn't wait, and pulled the handle from the palm of the corpse, but the action seemed a little difficult, and several attempts were in vain.

Wei Xiaojiang was not happy when he landed, frowned and supported his waist, stepped on the corpse, gritted his teeth and kicked violently, unexpectedly, the Nakui wolf knife happened to fall on the sand!

Pleasantly surprised, he bent down and picked up the precious knife as he wished, and at this moment, there was a rumble in his ears, and he swung his head in confusion and swept forward, only to see the corpse rolling down the sand slope.

lowered his eyes, his eyes suddenly dotted with stars, looked at the shiny Kuiwolf knife on his right hand, and then looked at the bow and crossbow on his left hand that was slightly flawed, and said in his mouth: "I don't want you anymore." "Resolutely abandoned the bow and crossbow.

"It's so late, what are you still dangling?"

was admiring the treasure knife, and when he heard a slightly stern sound behind him, Wei Xiaojiang was startled, raised his hand and pressed the armor on his head, slowly turned his head, looked in the direction of the broken wall, and then said as if he was a thief: "Investigate the enemy's situation..."

After pacing a few steps, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Although the wolf army was defeated the night before and suffered heavy casualties, but!" Maybe the wolf army will come tonight? He spoke clearly, and gradually gained a bit of confidence in his tone.

Secretly observing the words, he found that the coach was still silent, he lowered his eyes timidly, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't the boss come out to hang out?" ”

The commander in Wei Xiaojiang's words is the commander of the Triumphant Army of the Lisang lineage - Wei Kaixuan, in the early years, because the army led by him was extremely brave, and repeatedly recovered the lost territory of the Lisang Frontier, Emperor Lisang gave the name of the Triumphant Army, and the Triumphant Army was named after it.

At this time, Wei Kaixuan, the white brocade robe was covered by a silver armor, with angular outlines, slender and tall but not rough figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but magnificent, standing on the sand dunes.

The slender black eyes contain sharp eyes, Chaowei Xiaojiang stared at it for a long time, and his thin lips were slightly pursed: "In the evening, dozens of werewolves came to steal military food without success, I expected to leave some sharp weapons, so I came out to look for it, although the current military arsenal resources are sufficient, but the situation is getting more and more intense, it is always good to save more." ”

At this time, Wei Kaixuan was in the age of not being confused, and although his tone was flat, he also revealed a bit of the vicissitudes of years of precipitation.

The surroundings were dark, but Wei Xiaojiang saw that his Ying Ting's sword eyebrows were slightly slanted, and the corners of his mouth were inadvertently raised, so he settled down, jumped over the corpse under his feet, and jumped to his side, "It seems that the boss and Xiao Shuai see the same!" The coach is really a god! Sure enough, in the evening battle, a lot of sharp weapons fell! Boss, lo and behold,"

As he spoke, he showed the treasure knife from behind him, and continued while shaking it: "I have heard that Mo Cang is good at making crossbow arrows, but in fact, the knife he makes is also of the highest grade!" ”

The sparkling sword light was sparkling in his eyes, but his eyes were always firm, and he couldn't be shocked by a trace of waves. ”

Shocked by the coach's words, Wei Xiaojiang's relatives opened their eyes incomprehensibly, his face was full of embarrassment, and he forgot to say something for a while, "......"

Silently put away the heart-piercing knife, leaned under the eyes of the boss, and thought, although he fell into the coach's plan, the coach taught him that no matter when and what situation he was in, he should not be surprised, he drew a scoop with a gourd, and said with a smile: "Hehe, the coach is a martial artist!" ”

"Sure enough, nothing can escape the eyes of the coach, the coach is not only heroic and invincible, invincible, but also ingenious, and like a god!"

Looking at the way he bared his teeth, his eyes suddenly became warm, as if he was illuminated by a fire, his eyes were lowered, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently drew a curvature. Ears flashed: "The boss smiled? The boss smiled! Hahaha! The boss laughed! ”

Seeing that he was so happy because of his casual expression, he felt very relieved in his heart. The first time I saw him smile so happily was the moment he had his own name.

He had been guarding the Northern Desert for eighteen years at the junction of Lisang and Mocang, and the cold and lonely time of several years had become different because of that calm night ten years ago. Ten years ago, on that night, the snow was falling, and the soldiers were roasting around the fire, outside the barracks, in the sound of the howling wind and snow, but ushered in a little sobbing, he took his cloak and went out with everyone to explore, only to see a six-year-old boy in rags, Wu appeared outside the tent. Ranwen

"What's your name?" The boy was silent.

"Where is your home?" The boy was silent.

"Where are you from?" The boy stopped his tears and pointed to the endless snow trail that winded out of the fence.

"My surname is Wei, and my name is Triumph. Since then, you have been called Wei Xiaojiang, how about it? ”

The young man smiled and nodded, his eyes twinkling with stars, and a spiritual smile appeared on his clear face.

The moment he raised his cloak and led him into the tent, he knew that his heart, which had been frozen for years, was beginning to melt in that moment.

Lowering your eyes, seeing the yellow sand is long, the past is like the yellow sand flowing in the map of memory, safe and sound, it seems to be slightly cool, but there is always a vigorous warmth in the depths.

Suddenly, the yellow sand seemed to be moving slowly! It's so slow that it can't be noticed by ordinary people! Just as I was looking at it, in the sharp afterglow, on the sandy slope, there seemed to be something flowing quickly!

He suddenly raised his head, grabbed Wei Xiaojiang's shoulders, and ordered: "Leaving the barracks without permission, it is a violation of military regulations!" Get out of here as fast as you can and meditate in the Bunker! You can't come out without my orders! ”

Shocked by the boss's depressed and serious face, Wei Xiaojiang looked at his persecuted eyes in a daze, slowly put away the broken smile on his lips, and muttered in confusion: "Boss..."

"Go!" His sword eyebrows were raised, as if reflecting the light of the sword, and he urged sharply.

Unable to understand the moodiness of the coach, Wei Xiaojiang angrily threw away the Kuiwolf knife in his hand, calmly faced, did not look at him again, stepped on the slippery yellow sand, and rushed towards the fortress in one breath.

Turning around, he watched his back completely disappear into the desert, and the next moment, a long arrow grazed his ear, and with a "poof" sound, it was firmly nailed to the ruins behind him.

"Sure enough, I'm still coming!" Wei Kaixuan spun around, jerked over the ruins of the broken wall, and pulled the longbow hidden in the stone wall and stuck it to the wall. Raising his head at the wind-blown banner above the bunker, he bent his bow, and the arrow from the string suddenly broke through the layers of frost, making a rustling sound, and finally, before the long arrow was seen, a cloud of smoke swirled around the bunker, like a blurred fireworks.

Soon, the people hiding around the bunker got up one after another, poked out a pair of alert eyes from the dark hole, picked up their weapons and dispersed.

After the battle on the eve of the previous battle, thousands of werewolves suffered heavy casualties, and the wolf's ambition really impressed him, and he stopped for a day, and he couldn't bear it. Wei Kaixuan attached to the broken wall, and looked into the distance, only to see that there were about forty werewolves galloping towards this side on wolf horses, judging by the yellow sand raised behind them, there should be two or three hundred wolf horses marching.

"Boss! Yuan Zhao has come to your aid! Deputy General Yuan Zhao covered his hand with the halberd, stepped on the broken wall and flew in the air, the center of gravity fell, and he fell on one knee in front of Wei Kaixuan, which happened to be the standard posture, he got up quickly, and after the halberd covered his hand turned around behind him, he was clinging to the front of him, the corners of his mouth smiled, and presented the halberd: "The boss's halberd, give!" ”

Wei Kaixuan took the halberd, walked along the broken wall towards the desert yellow sand a hundred meters away, and Yuan Zhao followed closely behind him, and after a while, the two disappeared into a piece of wind and sand.

On the bunker, Xue Baizhong, a first-class archer, vibrated the bowstring with his hand, and aimed at the place fifty meters away from the bunker, and hundreds of wolves rode like the fluttering waves in the sea of sand, surging inch by inch, his eyes were fixed, and he had three arrows in a row, and the arrows were not missing.

Immediately, three werewolves fell from the wolf rider. The other galloping wolf riders quickly dispersed, trying to fight back with bows, but the range was too far, and the terrain suffered, and before the sharp arrows flew in front of the archers, they were devoured by the fierce beast of the fortress that could not penetrate and hit.

Seeing that the werewolf was empty, Xue Baizhong's palms were hot, and several arrows were fired in succession, not only did the arrows not miss the shots, but they were also fatal, and they directly took the werewolf's vital point. Tang Xiaobao, who lit the beacon fire crossbow arrow on the side, listened to the crackling sound of the strings, his heart seemed to be happy, he glanced at Xue Baizhong, and couldn't help grinning and praised: "You kid can!" It's been a few days since I arrived! Why don't I have the skills you can learn! ”

Xue Baizhong concentrated on shooting, there was no interface, and the big black head with arrows next to him snorted: "The name of his father and mother is Baizhong, he is a natural good hand, and he naturally has a hundred shots!" Who is to blame for your incompetence as a first-class archer? ”

Tang Xiaobao was suddenly confused by the second monk, and he didn't know where to say, "Blame his father!" Then, causing the people around him to burst into laughter, he was not happy, and took a handful of mud and rubbed it straight on Tang Xiaobao, "I said, why are you more annoying than those wolf cubs!" ”

After the death squads died, the main force of the wolf riders finally rushed under the fortress. They tried to climb up the high wall on the back of the wolf, flew to the corner of the fortress, and waited for the opportunity to smash the enemy's den, which was the best tactic they summed up after repeated defeats.

Another wave of werewolves climbed up like ants, slipped down like mud, and slowly died in the flames......

Just thinking about it, tossing and turning, hearing the movement on the bunker, Wei Xiaojiang, who was lying in the dark fort, immediately picked up the armor at hand, rushed to the entrance of the cave, and looked into the distance, a stream of crimson heat suddenly surged all over his body.

In the desert yellow sand, the main general on the wolf horse screamed miserably, supported two big knives with both hands, and pushed hard towards the commander who fell from the sky and held the halberd, and the two people were stalemate for a moment, and then the huge waves of sand surged into a high wall and rolled in.