Chapter 112: Listen to the old man talk about the old things

Cui Liujia is an old pawn.

There are not many people like him in Tiger Leaping Gorge, and the real elite veterans are not in Tiger Leaping Gorge, nor are they in Qingyu Mountain.

Cui Liujia is a veteran soldier who has survived from the founding of the country to the present day, according to his own disclosure, he has taken the lead in countless wars, large and small, and has killed more than 10,000 enemies.

In the summer, he would lift his shirt to reveal the old arrow wound on his back.

will say lightly in front of his children and grandchildren, back then, your grandfather and I followed General Qi Hanqing to fight in the south and the north, killing the enemy Yingye, where he passed, the enemy was invincible, and the enemy army even spread the saying "I would rather touch Shang Haoran than see the Liujia sword".

will say freely and happily, if it weren't for your grandfather and I being indifferent to fame, fortune and power, and recruiting the twenty-four gods and generals of the founding of the country, even if Lao Tzu is not as good as General Qi Hanqing, then he would have to squeeze out Shang Haoran, and it would be easy to rank third and fourth.

Invisibly, the bar is very high.

The young grandchildren will look extremely adoring at him.

Cui Liujia will also say to his children and grandchildren that if one day you go to the battlefield, if you want to achieve such an achievement as Lao Tzu, it is very simple, you only need to do one thing: live.

Say that as long as you live longer than the enemy, you will naturally win.

Children and grandchildren think so.

It's just that every time he hears this, his yellow-faced mother-in-law will show a knowing smile and don't say much.

Tiger Leaping Gorge, like Qingyu Mountain, is also an army of more than 3,000 people.

Farming on weekdays and training on a regular basis.

Cui Liujia is a thousand households.

Bonfire crackling.

In the evening of that day, after dinner, the men who lived around gathered at a leeward col behind Cui Liujia's house, set up a bonfire, chatted and farted.

There is no time in the mountains.

As soon as it gets dark, you have nothing to do, and you can't always do sports in bed to have children.

Tiger Leaping Gorge can't afford to support so many people.

Five or six men and a group of young girls gossiped around the bonfire, some women and little ladies took advantage of the bonfire to do some scattered embroidery, and the children ran around, bursting into laughter from time to time, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.

It's like a paradise.

On such an ordinary night, everyone no longer knows how much they have spent.

Tonight is slightly different.

There was one more stranger, a lost and injured young medicine picker.

According to this young man named Xiaochuan, he went into the mountains to collect medicine before the snow, but because he was greedy, he missed the time to go out of the mountain, and after the heavy snow closed the mountain, he got lost, not only lost all the medicinal materials, but also suffered some injuries.

When he said this, the young man's face was full of chagrin and remorse.

It seemed reasonable, and no one cared.

After all, this guy is quite likable.

Cui Liujia took a sip of strong tea, grinned, revealing a mouth full of teeth blackened by tea, and in the midst of everyone's coaxing, he slowly and spitly said his great achievements that he had said countless times.

Let's say that you all know the battle of Jiangzhou, that battle is very important, if General Qi Hanqing loses, even if the person sitting on the dragon chair is not the Zhao family of the previous dynasty's great merchants, it should be the self-proclaimed god overlord.

Good guys, don't you know, the first battle of Jiangzhou, the 200,000 troops under the command of General Qi Hanqing were all arrayed, and the black pressure was in the wilderness outside Jiangzhou City, the banner could reach the sun and the moon, and the neighing of the war horses overpowered the sound of the Yellow River.

Lao Tzu, as the strongest soldier under General Qi Hanqing, of course cannot hide in the middle army or the rear army.

Led the most elite heavy pawns under his command, and rushed up with the feather arrows flying all over the sky, good guys, have you ever heard the sound of arrows falling from the sky on the heavy armor, it is like tinkling and raining, but it is good.

Some people on dog days are unlucky, although the heavy armor covers the whole body, but they are still shot in the eye by dense arrows, these people don't have to die, but they can't stand the tide of people rushing forward, so most of them are trampled to death by their own people.

Lao Tzu was lucky, and rushed into the enemy formation without any.

Speaking of this, the herb picker named Xiaochuan couldn't help but asked: "Old General Cui, the two armies are facing each other, why is it that the heavy pawns go first, shouldn't after shooting a few rounds of arrows, the heavy cavalry chisel the formation, the light cavalry flanks bites, and then the light pawns follow the heavy cavalry, and finally the heavy pawns." ”

Cui Liujia was stunned.

His eyes rolled and his mouth grinned, "You kid knows a ball." ”

But......

For the sake of his old general Cui's shout, Cui Liujia decided not to meet him in general.

Continue, saying that the battle was a collapse of the heavens and the earth, General Qi Hanqing's 200,000 troops were all thrown into the battlefield, Jiangzhou was the pillar of the Dashang Zhao Chamber, Taibao Wenzun, and there were more than 100,000 of the most elite divisions under his command, and the combat power was terrifying.

And more than a hundred miles away, the Divine Overlord led a large army to eye, wanting to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

It's a pity that in the end, he was restrained by Shang Haoran.

Speaking of this, Cui Liujia spat and said, touch your conscience and say a word, Lao Tzu is still convinced by Shang Haoran, and it only took 20,000 people to drag down the 100,000 elites of the Shence Overlord.

Cui Liujia said dryly, drank a few sips of strong tea, and continued, Lao Tzu killed people like hemp in that war, and in the end, he didn't know whether the person in front of him was a colleague or an enemy, anyway, he just chopped, kept chopping.

Don't you know, Lao Tzu cut for a while, found that a knife hit the enemy, the other party fell to the ground with a bang, touched his chest and stood up again, the fart is fine, turned around and ran away crying and urinating, guess why?

The crowd burst into laughter.

Cui Liujia laughed and said that Lao Tzu's blades were all chopped up, there was no way, he picked up a handful from the ground, continued to cut, and kept chopping like this, you can't imagine that Lao Tzu changed a few knives.

Speaking of this, Cui Liujia stretched out a hand and compared it to six.

Everyone gasped.

Cui Liujia was extraordinarily proud, happy, and said that it was a pity, it was a pity, no matter how wise Lao Tzu was, he couldn't escape the conspiracy of the despicable villain, and the big merchant Taibao Wenzuka saw that Lao Tzu was brave and invincible and killed more than 10,000 people, so he gave up the battle with General Qi Hanqing and took the time to shoot Lao Tzu with an arrow.

Cui Liujia patted his back, and the arrow wound was shot by Fumizuka's turtle son.

A young girl shouted: "Uncle Cui, didn't you say last time that the arrow wound on your back was shot by the Divine Overlord, why is it now shot by the Great Shang Taibao Wenzuka?" ”

Cui Liujia glared angrily, the little baby knows the ball, and Lao Tzu only has an arrow wound on his back?

The girl shrank her head in fear, muttering that it would be just one.

Sitting next to the girl, the man who seemed to be her old man patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said happily: "Adults talk, children don't intervene, girls, don't do embroidery, sit here and make a hammer." ”

The girl stuck out her tongue playfully.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the pale young herb picker sitting in the corner.

I noticed that his gaze was turned.

The girl immediately turned her head and pretended to look at the scenery as if nothing had happened.

The deer in my heart was beating wildly.

She was called a fawn.

The young herb picker smiled at this.

Cui Liujia continued to spit and tell about the heroic past, and between the cliffs, laughter and laughter sometimes flew.

The firelight was reflected on the face, and the young herb picker was heartwarming.

The sky is full of stars.