Nanhu Lake is the largest lake in the Han Dynasty and even in the world.

When Chen Jiang to Nanhu Road, to the south continues to be called Chen River, and to the east, then renamed the Yangtze River, the scenery here is beautiful, it is the feng shui treasure land of the literati pen and ink flow endlessly, and the ferry port at the southwesternmost end of the South Lake is the only way to go to Tianjing, and the Nanhu Tower next to the ferry is the treasure eye in this piece of feng shui treasure land, this building is wooden, but it stands for a hundred years, although it has been repaired repeatedly, it is still beautiful today. Fan Zhongyan, a famous scholar of the previous dynasty, boarded this building, drank and admired the moon, and on a whim, wrote the immortal masterpiece "The Story of Nanhu Tower", which must be passed down through the ages.

"Yuguanfu South Lake is beautiful, connecting distant mountains, swallowing the Yangtze River, Haohao soup soup, boundless; The morning sun is cloudy, and the weather is myriad. If the husband is obscene and rainy, the moon does not open, the yin wind roars, and the turbid waves are emptied; The sun and stars are hidden, and the mountains are hidden; Business travel is not good, and the tree is devastated; In the twilight, the tiger roars and the ape cries. ”

Such a magnificent and subtle description of the scenery is a famous sentence that everyone has been singing endlessly to this day.

But in this dynasty, the disaster of the Southern Barbarians broke out several times, and the counties and cities around the South Lake could not escape the harm, and the people were struggling to make a living. When the king of Guangnan went south, he used the Nanhu Tower and the ferry port as an important material transfer station, so he set up the Nanhu Water Division, which was stationed around the Nanhu Tower to guard the ferry and the Nanhu Tower.

Now, decades have passed, the disaster of the Nanban has been eradicated, but the heavy troops here are still left, although the Nanhu Water Division continues to reduce the number of personnel, now there are still more than 20,000 people stationed here.

At this moment, on a main road leading to Nanhulou, the people who want to go to the ferry to take a boat are lined up and inspected.

On duty here today is a squad leader named Shi Jin of the Fourth Battalion, who is spread out on the recliner next to the checkpoint with his big belly cocked, half-squinting, recalling the gambling game last night. He felt regretful about the thirty taels of silver he had exported last night, and just thinking about it, it seemed that his heart and liver were aching faintly. He thought, wrapped himself in a blanket, and entered the gate of November, and the weather in Nanhu was getting colder day by day.

Suddenly, there were several exclamations from the back of the line. These exclamations made Shi Jin's sleepiness that he had finally brewed dissipate, he sat up and yelled at the team, "What are you yelling about? ”

Seeing Shi Jin getting angry, a big-nosed soldier walked over in a few steps and said, "Captain Shi, you rest, I'll go and take a look on your behalf, and teach this group of people who don't have long eyes a lesson." The soldier laughed like a donkey.

"You go, teach them a lesson, now there are more and more rules."

"Yes, yes." The donkey-faced soldier ran over with his spear in hand.

Shi Jin lay down, turned around, and just closed his eyes, but he heard another exclamation behind him, but this time, it was not the common people, and the voice was clearly a donkey-faced soldier who had just gone out.

Shi Jin didn't sleep yesterday, and because he lost a lot of money, he was in a bad mood, and he was dozed off twice, so he immediately turned over, dragged the knife, and scolded in his mouth: "Lao Tzu wants to see which one is not long-eyed and doesn't let your grandfather Shi sleep!" His fat body ran very fast, and he reached the tail of the line in a few steps, and saw a circle of people around it, and the donkey-faced soldier was crouching at the edge of the circle.

Shi Jin stepped forward, kicked the soldier's buttocks, and scolded: "What are you, did you kick your brain?" In the next moment, Shi Jin's voice stopped abruptly, because he saw a man covered in blood surrounded by the crowd, and that person was holding a broken long sword in his hand. The remaining part of the armor on the body can barely be seen to be the bamboo horn armor in the Guangnan Army.

The donkey-faced soldier was kicked by Shi Jin and ate, and he hurriedly got up at this moment, and he didn't bother to wipe the dust off his face, turned his head, looked at Shi Jin and said, "Captain, look at this ......"

Shi Jin was still the captain after all, so he immediately calmed down and said, "You try, are you still angry?" ”

The donkey-faced soldier stretched out a hand under the man's nose, but the man's closed eyes suddenly opened and coughed violently, and the people around him were so frightened that they retreated. The donkey-faced soldier was also a step back and sat on the ground.

"Waste. Go back and call the medics. The donkey-faced soldier nodded, got up, and ran away in a puff of smoke.

Shi Jin squatted down in front of the man and said, "Brother, can you still speak?" ”

Zu Kang took the poison and had no strength, so he struggled to turn over and said, "You come here." His voice was so low that Shi Jin almost didn't react.

"I am under the command of General Cheng Ranxuan......"

"General Cheng Ranxuan!" Shi Jin exclaimed, this Cheng Ran Xuan is a generation of famous generals known as Ziwei Gentlemen, and a powerful character who has made several meritorious contributions during Wang Nan's southern expedition.

"General Cheng was ordered to send a letter into Beijing, we were ambushed, and only I escaped." As he spoke, Zu Kang spat out a mouthful of blood and choked on his cough.

Hearing this, Shi Jin hurriedly threw away the knife in his hand, helped Zu Kang up, held him diagonally in his arms, and said, "Brother, hold on, the military doctor is coming." ”

"Letter, General Cheng snatched half of it, and in my arms, the sword in my hand is General Cheng's saber crape myrtle. You should definitely send them to the capital. You must avenge General Cheng! As he spoke, Zu Kang closed his eyes heavily, no matter how Shi Jin shouted, there was no longer a sound. Shi Jin stretched out his hand, and Zu Kang seemed to be breathless.

Shi Jin groped a little on Zu Kang's chest and found a letter, but this letter was mutilated, stained with blood, and the only remaining half of the envelope was a tin seal unique to the Quang Nam Palace. Shi Jin wiped the blood-stained remnant sword on his body again, and saw that under the blood, it was clearly a purple-gold sword.

Shi Jin took the letter into his arms, took the sword in his hand, and ran towards the camp, his fat body bursting out with great strength.

The donkey-faced soldier hurried over with the military doctor, but Shi Jin brushed him head-on, he called twice, but Shi Jin did not respond.

At this moment, Shi Jin only had three words in his heart: the sky has fallen.