Tianlan 306, December, Yanzhou Liaoling.

"Hey! Ha! Roar! Oh! ”

On the school ground, a group of soldiers in black armor were repeatedly stabbing the spears in their hands forward, and they couldn't stop shouting, and their movements were extremely hard.

The man sat bored, wearing a double sword at his waist, and his appearance was more like a ruffian than a general. At this time, he was watching the group of people practice, and at the same time stuffed the baked cake that was still bubbling white in his mouth.

"Hey, Xiaolonglong, you can."

A big man in heavy armor walked over, sat beside the man unceremoniously, and grabbed the other party's shoulder, "Braving the cold wind to nibble on the baked cakes, you are not afraid of running out of your stomach." ”

Long Tao opened the big man's hand with a little disgust, and said without looking back: "Lao Tzu's stomach is very good, and the big strips have always been dry and not thin, so you don't need to worry about it." ”

“… It's a shame that you can still eat it. ”

Looking at the man's self-chewing mouth, Lu Xiuqian couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.

Long Tao ignored Lu Xiuqian, he wiped a handful of crumbs from his mouth, wiped the legs of the people on the side, and then stood up with half of the baked cake in his hand, and walked a few steps forward.

"The tooth one! Give Lao Tzu some strength! A big old man is playing softly, what does it look like! ”

"The one with the beads in the eyes! Move your waist hard! What? Not strong enough? If you can't stand up at such a young age, what the hell will you do in the future! ”

"The third in the first row! Yes, that's you! Take your ass back to Lao Tzu! You're the one who pouts your ass every time you practice! Hey, you still dare to twist your ass at Lao Tzu! Where is the Sancheng girl group?! Mil-spec waiting! ”

Seeing a group of bewitching men wrapped in tulle and wearing heavy makeup dragging the ass shaking armorer out, Lu Xiuqian couldn't help but feel a little funny, he walked to Long Tao's side and said: "You were the one who yelled the most tired and yelling in Sancheng before, but now you are the most diligent in practicing others, you are really not a fucking thing." ”

"The warrior who slays the dragon will eventually become a dragon."

The man tilted his head slightly, with some exclamation on his face, "And we are also destined to live as we hate the most." ”

Hearing this, Lu Xiuqian silently raised his leg and kicked at Long Tao's big cheek, "Put less tasteless farts and talk to Lao Tzu." ”

was kicked and shook by the big man in front of everyone, but the man didn't care, he brushed his ass twice, and then said softly: "I... It's just... I just want everyone to feel that person is still around. ”

Long Tao sighed: "It's been almost a year like this." ”

Lu was silent before resting.

yes, it's been so long.

After entering Yanping that day, the man said that he was going to visit the Marquis of Liaoling, but he never returned.

Xiaobai was still grazing in the stable, and the general ordered him to stand in the camp in a dignified manner, and the white robe he liked to wear on weekdays was also hung on the shelf, and only someone was missing.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and in the blink of an eye, it has been nearly a year since that person left. The name of the soldier ghost is still sung in Kyushu, but the recruits of the Sancheng Army don't know him at all

What did our former ruler look like?

Over the past few months, the Sancheng army has gradually become accustomed to the days without a commander. If this continues, I'm afraid that except for a few of them, there may not be anyone left who remembers that person.

"I'm wrong about you."

Lu Xiuqian, whose throat was slightly astringent, raised his hand and patted Long Tao's shoulder heavily, "Little Longlong, you did the right thing. ”

"You know, Lao Lu, I'm really uncomfortable, but I can't cry."

Crystal tears kept rolling in the man's eyes, and his voice was a little choked, "Although that person is no longer with us, life must go on." You're good, I'm good, everyone... Be strong and stay alive! ”

The tears of the fierce man are always very sad, maybe they were infected by Long Tao, and Lu Xiu's eyes gradually became wet.

"You're right, life has to go on."

The big man clenched his fists, his expression gloomy but determined, "He's gone, but we're still there!" We have to live a good life! Only in this way can he feel at ease when he is far away..."

"Smack!"

With two crisp sounds, two tearful men stumbled at the same time.

"What are you talking about, two deflated calves!"

Mei Shigan put down his hands, and he glared, "The boss just went to Northern Xinjiang to play tricks, let you say this evil, I don't know that I think his old man is dead." ”

"You two really dare to say it."

Behind Mei Shigan, Wu Liao smiled and said, "If you let the boss know that you arranged him like this, he would have to clean up the two of you." ”

Er Yingzhang, who has always been taciturn, glanced at Lu Xiuqian and Long Tao, he was concise and disdainful, "Stupid." ”

"Aren't we too boring and funny?"

Long Tao smiled, he looked at the three people in front of him, "Why are you all the same, what about the others?" ”

Mei Shigan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Uncle Li led the brothers of the Xuejia Battalion to walk their horses outside the city, and Brother Monkey and Gentleman Lu went to find the gang of people from the Zhenbei Army." ”

When he was in Tianlan, Zhao Qingxuan assigned Lu Bo and more than 7,000 troops under him to Guo Yu, which could be regarded as belonging to the Sancheng army. Lu Bo was originally a humble gentleman, and several commanders of the Sancheng Army were also self-acquainted, and they had gotten along quite well in the past few months.

"Brother Monkey is looking for them to do the hammer."

After listening to Mei Shigan's words, Lu Xiuqian pouted and said, "A bunch of stinky shit with eyes above the top, what do you have to say to them." ”

"I can't say that."

Wu Liao shook his head, "General Liu is still good, as well as General Mei and General Lan, who fought side by side with us... But all but that was shit was all shit, and it was true. ”

He sighed: "But shit is shit, and you still have to negotiate if you can negotiate." Now there is a small quarrel for three days, and a big quarrel for five days, if it continues like this, when General Guo comes back, I am afraid that the entire Zhenbei Army will have become a mess. ”

Despite the lack of fighting, the Sancheng army has not had much trouble in the past few months. And the reason for this is because of the xenophobia of the Song people.

The Song people have always been proud

, even ordinary people, when it comes to people outside Yanzhou, they think they are superior. Even the people are still like this, not to mention the armor soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.

Whether it is Long Tao and the others who came out of Sancheng with the city, or those under Lu Bo, in the eyes of these armor soldiers, they are all the Qi soldiers who are greedy for life and afraid of death. For those who look down on them, they naturally want to exclude them.

In addition, Guo Yu, who has already left the north, is also one of the contradictions.

For the son of this military god who has made great contributions to the Great Song Dynasty, the Zhenbei Army, which has always been led by the Liu family, does not buy it at all. Even Liu Xiaochen's own grandson Liu He didn't care about it, they were unwilling to accept a hairy boy who was only over twenty years old to be the general of Zhenbei.

After all, the king's order cannot be violated, the armor soldiers of the Zhenbei Army did not dare to protest publicly, and Guo Yu was not in the north, so they vented all their dissatisfaction on the Sancheng Army.

At first, only a few armor soldiers ran to the side of the Sancheng army to sneer, but later it became a large number of people who came here in turn every day to shout.

I don't know who led it, this group of people is extremely disciplined, and they start to scold neatly as soon as the hour arrives every day, and after one wave of scolding, the next wave is replaced, and the cycle repeats.

For the exclusion of the Zhenbei Army, how could the Sancheng Army not fight back? After a period of deliberation among the commanders, they mobilized 500 of the best eloquent men in the entire scattered city army. These people moved a small bench and sat at the entrance of the camp, and they did not practice all day, but waited for the people of the Zhenbei Army to come and start scolding, and after scolding, they rested, and their leisure time was used to ponder the words of the next day.

If that's the case, that's fine, but after all, this scolding is easy to scold and get angry.

One day, when the two sides started a new round of scolding war, someone in the Zhenbei Army was so angry that they directly pointed the finger at Guo Yu.

Guo Yu's significance to the Sancheng Army, there is no need to say more. When he scolded like this, it can be said that he stabbed the hornet's nest. Before he could finish speaking, the five hundred or so people on the side of the Sancheng Army, under the leadership of Long Tao, who had always taken the lead, rushed over with their fists. In this way, the original scolding war turned into a hand-to-hand fight of thousands of people.

Although Liu He, the deputy commander of the Zhenbei Army, severely punished all those involved in the incident afterwards, the Liangzi of the Sancheng Army and the Zhenbei Army still came to an end, and the friction between the two parties continued, and the grievances became deeper and deeper.

In this regard, Hou Jinyong, who was entrusted by Guo Yu to the Sancheng Army, naturally did not want to see it, and he took Lu Bo over to meet the generals of the Zhenbei Army to solve the matter.

"If you want me to say, it's just too much to give them face."

Long Tao took a bite of the baked cake in his hand, and muttered: "What is the Liu Jiajun of the Zhenbei Army, just beat the bastards and see if they still scream." ”

"That's right!"

"That's it, they won't dare to go crazy if they beat them up again!"

Long Tao's words were unanimously approved by Mei Shigan and Lu Xiuqian.

"Stupid."

Er Yingzhang turned his head away, completely ignoring these three brainless guys.

Wu Liao looked at Long Tao and the others, and said helplessly: "I don't think you guys are disgusted."

It's a big deal, how can you do this. Again..."

He rolled his eyes, "Even if you really want to fight, you can't beat it, that's the Zhenbei Army of the Great Song Dynasty, fighting with others with a hammer." Well, the scar forgot the pain, didn't it? Forgot the last time you were beaten by that Ji Er and couldn't get out of bed for two days? ”

", don't talk about it."

was poked in the sore spot, and Long Tao's face suddenly became a little ugly.

In the last brawl, he led the charge, only to be put down in front of him, and then lay down for two days before he recovered.

Long Tao said with some dissatisfaction: "Last time, it was Grandpa Long's carelessness, you can see you later, I have to beat that season ear into a chicken..."

"The cubs of the Sancheng Army, get out and be scolded!"

Before he could finish speaking, a scolding rang out in the distance.

Everyone was slightly stunned, and at the same time looked back, and immediately saw that the Zhenbei Army armor had gathered at the entrance of the camp.

(End of chapter)