"I'm a poor man, and I'm bound by wind and rain."

11 "The Book of the White Horse"

Under the instructions of Menggo, Menghu's cavalry launched a final attack on the remnants of Xia Cheng, and the Menghu people who won a small victory were even more crazy at this moment, and the right guards who covered the retreat were miserable, and people continued to die tragically under the swords of the Menghu people.

Wave after wave of Menghu people poured in like a tide, and Xue Dingguo felt an unprecedented despair, he fought hard in front of the team, and the whole person seemed to be numb, killing people like mustard. In his heart, Yao Wenjun's words kept echoing.

"I am the commander of the White Horse Guard under the command of Luo Jingliang, the general of the Zhu Kingdom, Yao Wenjun! Ordered to kill the thief, he won't be able to return! ”

Yes, once upon a time, I also said such a thing, at that time, I was fierce and proud, and I never thought that there would be such a scene today.

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Many years ago, the mountain city of Red Blood Peak.

On the towering Red Blood Peak, there is a majestic small city standing in the mountainside, looming in the clouds, on the city, military flags flying, all kinds, among them, a coarse cloth embroidered eagle flag is still conspicuous. On the main peak and the secondary peak, the crowd is surging, and the soldiers and horses are like a forest.

At the head of the city, many people stood.

"Now it has become a trapped beast, all because of the king's command mistakes, until now, I still have to thank you, it is a blessing in misfortune to be able to live and die with this king." A man dressed in a gorgeous dress and looking at the mountain scenery from a distance couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Where is the prince, since he has followed the prince, he has already put life and death aside." The majestic voice of a man in exotic attire sounded in the ears of the prince.

When the prince heard this, he turned around slowly and looked at the dissatisfied man in front of him with satisfaction.

"With so many subordinates of this king, I never thought that only a foreigner like you said such things to this king, it is really sad to think about it." The prince couldn't help laughing at himself, his face was bitter, and he could see it all at a glance.

"The prince doesn't have to be too pessimistic, I have followed the prince since I was a child, I am the prince, I don't remember my low status, I was born in a foreign land, I was given food and clothing, and I was sent to the army to temper, and even gave me a marriage, such kindness, I can't pay it back in the next life."

The Gentile man fell to one knee and clenched his fists.

"When I die, I can be accompanied by a subordinate like you, and this king will not be alone on the road to Huangquan." The two princes leaned over to help the man up, and couldn't help sighing.

"I have sent my wife and children back to the grassland, and I am determined to fight for the prince here!" The man said solemnly.

The prince was moved in his heart, and his eyes fluttered, and he felt that this life was enough.

"You're right, our army still has the strength to fight, and success or failure is still certain." Xu was influenced by a foreign man, and there was a glimmer of hope in the prince's heart.

"Our army still has three passes and fifteen villages under this red blood peak, 100,000 soldiers on the peak, relying on geographical advantages, the victory or defeat is also two words, before that, please also ask the prince to ignite the fighting spirit!" The Gentile man said passionately.

"Good!" The prince's heavy word "good" made the foreign man's face show a smile that had been rare for decades.

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The mountain peaks are beautiful, verdant and dripping, and on the side of the peaks, there is a trickle of water, vaguely exuding the coldness of snow water. The height of the side peaks on all sides is uneven, the arch guards the main peak, the birds scream, and the clouds and mist are heavy. Between the peaks, there are three passes and fifteen villages, and there are dangerous passages everywhere. On a side peak, there is still a temple quietly, the morning bell and dusk drums, the wind and rain are continuous, on the long stone steps full of moss, an old monk in a gray cloth robe is sweeping the steps with a broom in his hand, carrying a little monk who looks like two or three years old on his back, and a naughty little guy on his lap. From time to time, the old monk looked back at the little monk who was sleeping soundly on his back, with a kind face. Look at the little guy holding his leg again, squeeze his eyes at him, and the little guy sticks out his tongue mischievously.

The wet and heavy water vapor soaked the old monk's clothes, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the main peak mountain city in the distance, stunned.

The sound of trotting footsteps interrupted the old monk's fugue, and when he looked back, a heavily armed soldier ran over panting.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" the old monk saluted.

"Master, the little one was ordered to pass the word, the prince said that this place has become a dangerous place, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time, and he also asked the master to find another treasure place and participate in Zen and enlightenment." The soldier said hurriedly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is not going anywhere, just here, chanting sutras and reciting Buddha, and purifying sentient beings." The old monk said leisurely.

Boom~

A bell rings.

"Master, you just listen to the prince, even if it's a small one, please you." The soldiers couldn't help but persuade that the war was together, and the swords were ruthless.

The old monk stopped answering and swept the ground by himself.

The soldier had no choice but to leave.

The old monk lowered his head and looked at the little guy who was playing happily on the stone steps, and smiled bitterly.

When the old monk swept to the temple gate, several hours had passed, the sunlight penetrated the thick clouds and mist, sprinkled on the stone steps, the old monk was tired, he gently hugged the little guy on his back into his arms, and sat on the steps.

At this time, a group of people appeared in the sight of the old monk. The leader waved his hand to his entourage and walked alone in front of the old monk.

"Master......" The prince called softly, looked at the little monk sleeping soundly in the old monk's arms, and couldn't help but smile.

"Lord Wang, there is no need to persuade the old monk anymore." The old monk knew the prince's intention.

"There are eggs under the nest, master, this king begs you, hurry up." The prince pleaded bitterly.

"The world is so big, where can the poor monks go?" The old monk looked at the prince's haggard face and muttered.

The prince had nothing to say and was stunned for a long time.

Thump!

He knelt in front of the master, and the retinue not far away were all surprised and knelt down one after another.

The old monk sat firmly on the stone steps, looking at the man lying on the ground in front of him, and his heart was mixed.

The prince kowtowed three times.

"Please...... Guru! ”

With that, he straightened up, looked at the old monk, and then at the two little monks.

The old monk didn't speak, and gently patted the little monk in his arms, and the naughty little guy ran to the prince.

The prince was stunned for a moment.

The little guy grinned and grabbed the prince's beard, giggled, and the crisp and pleasant laughter echoed around this mountain temple, and everyone's hearts trembled.

The prince closed his eyes and laughed to tears.

The old monk called, and the little guy obediently threw himself into the old monk's arms.

"Take care, Master!" The prince raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, got up solemnly, and saluted.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The prince hurriedly turned around and left.

At the end of the long stairs in the distance, he stopped and looked back, the old monk, the mountain temple, the sunshine.

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A few days later, the same place.

At the end of the long staircase, a man looked up.

"I am the commander of the right military guard under Luo Jingliang, the general of the Zhu Kingdom, and Xue Dingguo is also! Kill the thief by order, and you won't be able to return it! ”