It can't be said that Jiang Quan is wrong, of course, Li Su feels that he is even more right.

An object, when viewed from the front and from the back, looks different in the eyes, and the so-called "horizontal view becomes a peak on the side of the ridge", and the same is true for the perception of one thing.

Li Su is a person from a thousand years later, and his patriotic feelings are not absent, but after all, there are too many realist things mixed in the values, and he wants the result in doing anything, not the process, so for this result, Li Su can do whatever it takes, and he doesn't even care how unbearable the process is.

It's all about living, living to achieve the ultimate goal. Only by being alive can we have a chance to turn the tables, turn defeat into victory, trample the enemy under our feet, and have the last laugh.

Jiang Quan is obviously different, or rather, the people of this era think differently from Li Su, they value integrity and ignore life and death.

Survival is the instinct of all animals, a knife to chop over, any person who has no power to tie the chicken will subconsciously use his arm to block, this "block" action, is the instinctive reaction of survival, turn it into a big, when the city is about to fall, escape should also be a person's instinctive reaction, when a person who ignores his own life, only for the integrity and generously dies appears in front of Li Su, Li Su will respect him, look up to him, but will never follow him, because he feels that his values are the most normal, whether it is business or war, How to preserve the useful body and achieve the maximum benefit is what a normal person should do.

The Tao is different, do not conspire with each other, Li Su is very sorry, of course, he will not force it, a thousand years later, there is a failed person who changed the law in the prison wrote a poem, I smiled at the sky, and after laughing, I went to sleep...... Well. Go to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun.

"Go" and "stay" are both Kunlun, and the one Li Su chooses to "go" is the same, so there is no need to choose.

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Life has collapsed, and the war has to continue.

Na Yan had been ordered by Li Su to take care of it, including the guys in Na Yan's entire caravan. Guards and so on.

Na Yan is a very good friend, Li Su has a good impression of him, when he is rich to help Li Su's house pay the bills, Li Su has quietly regarded him as a confidant in life, if everyone can live after this war, they must drink three hundred cups with him by the way, use their tongue lotus eloquence to persuade him to agree to dig a man-made lake in his new house......

However, in times of war, especially in times of war when they were all hostile countries, Na Yan had to stay in a place where Li Su could control it at any time. That's right, Li Su is so domineering to trap this grinding old goblin......

It was a night that was still peaceful and tranquil.

As soon as the morning dawned, the west gate of the city quietly opened, and a group of Tang soldiers came out and began to clean up the corpses piled up at the foot of the city wall. Distinguishing friend from foe again, the corpses of the Tang army were transported back to the city. The enemy's bodies were neatly arranged in a row in the open space outside the city.

After everything was cleared, the gates were closed again.

Not long after, a group of soldiers came out of the quiet enemy camp, and from the camp to the city gate, a full three miles, this group of enemy soldiers actually came on foot. And without any weapons on his body, he walked to the city gate, silently knelt down on one knee to the Tang army at the head of the city, and then lifted the body and brought it back to the camp.

And the Tang army at the head of the city also watched silently and indifferently as they carried away the corpses. From the beginning to the end, no one released cold arrows, no one shouted to fight and kill, and it seemed that everyone was doing an outsider thing that had nothing to do with the war at all.

Li Su also stood by the arrow battlements at the head of the city, coldly watching the soldiers and enemies defending the city carry away the corpses of their robes, but there was a hint of complicated emotion in his eyes.

Battle of the Gentlemen.

The wars of this era seem to have some conventional rules, including fairness, humanity, and etiquette. That's right, there are etiquettes in war, as in ancient times, when the war is hung up, the enemy will automatically and consciously rest, the gap between the war is suspended, the corpses of both the enemy and the enemy are left to clean each other, etc., in this battlefield full of killing and blood, these etiquettes have become the only warm scenery in the war, like a warm breeze in the ice and snow.

Li Su watched all this quietly, not shocked, but with a little more understanding of life in his heart.

Living, just to carry a certain mission, the word "mission" is not so unattainable, saving the country and saving the people is the mission, mediocre to feed a family is actually also a mission, gone, the mission is really unloaded, whether it is completed or not, it should be respected, so there are words such as "into the earth for peace" and "the dead are great", giving the deceased the last trace of dignity.

The reality is that people who are alive still have to do their best for their mission.

Not long after the corpses of both the enemy and the enemy were carried back, the enemy camp outside the city blew the horn again, and the long whimpering trumpet sounded in the vast desert. The only trace of warmth left on the battlefield disappeared in the sound of the trumpet, and the air was quickly filled with a solemn aura.

"Whole army! Prepare for battle! ”

Li Su's eyes flashed with a crazy and calm red light again, and he roared at the top of his throat.

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A fast horse galloped into Chang'an.

The knight on the horse turned pale and his eyes were glazed, apparently exhausted by the long journey, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to fall.

The knight is about thirty years old, which is the age when a man has the most experience and energy in his life, he is Jiang Quan's personal guard, named Sheng Feng, and Jiang Quan is not only subordinate to Jiang Quan, but also Jiang Quan's friend for many years.

It's easy to make friends in the barracks, and in a certain war, help someone block a certain knife and fly a certain arrow, and from then on it will be the robe of life and death, the kind that can always shine your back to the other party.

Sheng Feng is this kind of friend, many years ago, he blocked a cold arrow for Jiang Quan, so he became Jiang Quan's brother in life and death, over the years, Jiang Quan's most secret and important things have been entrusted to Sheng Feng to do, and Sheng Feng has never let him down.

This time was no exception.

The horse went to Chang'an, Sheng sealed the horse, and honestly followed the merchants and passers-by into the bustling Chang'an City.

Sheng Feng is a very mature person, not as impatient as the hairy boy, after entering the city, he led the horse aimlessly wandering around the streets of Chang'an, and even sat on the roadside stall to ask for a piece of bread and a bowl of spicy soup, after a while of gobbling up, Sheng Feng's face gradually returned to ruddy, and the paleness and weakness when he entered the city had disappeared, and a pair of eyes became black and bright.

While throwing a few coins to the hawker, Sheng Feng inquired about the location of Lu Guogong's Mansion by the way, and then led the horse and walked slowly on the streets of Chang'an.

Half an hour later, Sheng Feng, who was not in a hurry, stood in front of Lu Guogong's mansion, looking at the plaque with gold letters on a black background hanging high on the lintel, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. (To be continued......)