The rainbow after the rain hangs on the treetops, and the graceful osmanthus tree wafts with a fresh fragrance.

July and August are the season when osmanthus flowers are in full bloom.

Xingluo rode on horseback, wearing a suit of iron armor, the leaves of which were wiped clean, and the heart armor on his chest reflected the dense leaves. The white-clothed gentleman named Kuai Wujian also rode a snow-white horse, walking beside the baron of the third class, his mouth humming an unknown ballad, neither the majestic and vicissitudes of Yandi, nor the majestic tone of Dayong, his tongue was very low, and those voices seemed to come out of his nose, and the words were a little indistinct, but they were very good.

"What's this tune?" The third-class baron turned his head and looked at him through the slit in his helmet.

Kuai Wujian said: "If you take off your helmet, I will tell you." ”

The third-class baron turned his head away.

The white-clothed man smiled slightly, and the mustache on his lips curled: "When you have fellowship with people, you know each other well, how can you hide your tail and show your tail?" Even if it is a song and a green horse, there is no need to be caged in iron armor all day long, do you say yes or no? ”

"I don't want to befriend you." The third-class baron said angrily.

"At least, we're on the same road now, and we're going to the same place. And I'm not your enemy. ”

"Is it that the enemy can't see it now, the general said that the enemy will never expose the murder weapon before the malicious imminent arrival."

"At least, I don't mean anything malicious."

"I can't see it."

The small talk between the two ended here, and the third-class baron stubbornly put on his iron helmet and looked straight ahead. The picturesque white-clothed gentleman pressed the iron sword on his waist with his left hand, but there was a delicate small wine jug in his right hand.

The aroma of wine mixed with the fragrance of flowers wafted around.

Behind them, a hundred Chao Geqing rode to escort the grain cart, and although the sacks were pierced to death, there would still be soldiers who rode to the grain cart from time to time to check carefully, fearing that the mouth of the bag was not tightly tied. It was only a hundred and twenty miles from Izumo Castle to the Tenhi Fortress, and Xingluo stayed in Izumo Castle for two more days in order to wait for these seven carts of grain. His heart was very anxious, and there were still problems with these grain carts, either the bearings were broken, or the wheels were cracked. So, they walked for a whole day and a night, but they only traveled more than 80 miles. Fortunately, I was able to get to the fortress today anyway.

After drinking, Kuai Wujian's eyes were as bright as stars, and he hummed again.

This time, the third-class baron ignored him, in Xing Luo's heart, this guy is probably not a good thing, he has seen a lot of scholars who have traveled around the world, and there are a lot of people in the Yanjing Academy, and there are all kinds of factions, but he has never seen such a calm person. Three days ago, when he was riding a horse and charging with a halberd, this guy stood lazily in the bluestone road, with that nasty smile on his face, even if the flying horse's hooves grazed his nose and fell, he didn't even blink his eyes. Xingluo's father, Xingtu, once said that a samurai would live and die indifferently for the sake of honor, this guy was not a samurai, although he also had a thin sword hanging from his waist, but it was only for decoration, and Xingluo could break it with one hand. So what is he for? Unknown. However, the third-class baron felt that this was unfathomable.

The low and long-lasting singing voice floated in the osmanthus road, and the handsome face of the white-clothed scholar was red with wine. The cavalry walked out of the osmanthus road, facing the vast fields, the golden corn fields were swept up by the autumn wind, like waves into the distance, groups of civilians and slaves were busy in this ocean. This is Yu Jun's direct territory, although it is only forty miles away from the fortress of the sun, it is like two worlds. Forty miles away, there is a killing Shura field, but here it is peaceful.

The third-class baron thought to himself, these corn fields are enough for the soldiers to eat for half a year, if I take advantage of them, but I don't have time to harvest, if I ....... He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Climbing over this short sloping ridge is the plain behind the fortress.

The big spree on the back of the baron of the third rank was lifted by the autumn wind.

The white-clothed gentleman's flask was empty, and the singing stopped.

It was then that the panicked crowd came into view, dragging their families and staggering down the plains, like a nest of rats.

Humble traitor.

Xingluo's eyes were cold, and Tima rushed towards the plain, the wind behind him rattling.

The heavy hooves of the horses landed on the barren and barren land, and the fleeing crowd saw the cavalry rushing in, and fled in all directions in a panic. Xing Luo stopped a few people, raised the halberd in his hand, and pointed at the throat of one person: "Don't you feel ashamed? We have guarded you with our lives, but you have chosen to betray. ”

The baron of the third rank pointed at a commoner, perhaps still a nobleman, wearing a half-new robe, with a vague family crest embroidered on the worn corners, but his spirit was completely collapsed, his pale face and numb eyes, like a water ghost who had just been fished out of the water, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said hoarsely: "This is not war, this is a massacre." Slaughter without etiquette, without humanity. If I don't go, I'll be beheaded and rolled into the dirt. Look at the halberd in your hand, are you guarding us? You, like the bandits, occupy our territory and control our lives and deaths. Come on, stick it in my throat. Hahaha. ”

The water ghost laughed maniacally, but he didn't forget to raise his hands to straighten the crooked crown on top of his head, and pinned a strand of hair on his face to the back of his head. In an instant, the water ghost changed, and his expression was awe-inspiring and inviolable.

The head pendant does not fall into the crown, this is a Confucian child.

The sharp halberd shrank back inch by inch, and the third-class baron looked at the fortress from afar, his eyes were full of confusion, what are we protecting? Are we really here to protect the honor and sacrifice that represents this hate?

The Yan people have never been afraid of death, but they are afraid of dying for no reason.

"It's an unjust war."

The rats climbed the mountain beam and disappeared into the land where they were raised, and the white-clothed gentleman rode a horse leisurely close to the third-class baron, his eyes were as calm as water, and the corners of his mouth were playful smiles: "Of course, since the war of the country, there is no justice at all in today's world, including the 500,000 army of Chu. ”

"If so, where is the loyalty and the glory?" The third-class baron's voice was low and deep, as if he was asking Kuai Wuji, and as if he was asking himself.

"Loyalty and glory are blood and land."

The white-clothed man's gaze was as deep as the sea, and he rode towards the faintly visible fortress of the Ten Suns.

The third-class baron Tima chased after him: "I heard that you are a disciple of Mr. Guigu, Mr. Guigu has received countless apprentices in his life, and all of them are heroes and heroes without exception." There are both the children of the soldiers, and the masters of each family, the deceased does not speak, only the present, for example, Chu Xuanhuai, the general of Southern Chu, and the Northern Yan of Southern Chu are the heroes of the world. For example, Dayong's minister Zhongfu Li also had Mr. Guigu teach art, and even more, the secretary of Qi was dressed in rags, worshipping the mountain to get art, and so on. So what kind of category do you belong to? ”

"Don't you say it, I don't know that there are so many disciples of the original teacher. You are right, they are all heroes in the world, but Kuai Wujian is just a cloth cloth, how can they be compared to them? The senior brothers are all outstanding people, Kuai Wujian has disgraced them, he is thirty years old, and he is still stumbling. Alas. ”

The white-clothed man let out a long sigh, as if he was very emotional, but Xing Luo couldn't see any decadence on his face, but saw a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Xing Luo said: "Since you are a disciple of Mr. Guigu, why don't you go to Jiangbei to watch the changes, but you come here to be a grain husband?" ”

"Alas, I have already said that the years have passed, Kuai is innocent, talentless, and ambitious, and it is a blessing for Yu Jun to be valued by Yu Jun and charge food for Chao Geqing."

The white-clothed gentleman took the empty wine jug to his mouth, although there was not a drop of wine, but the thick smell of wine penetrated into his throat, and his eyes lit up better than the stars in the sky.

The third-class baron stopped talking, this guy was always so lazy, no matter what Xingluo said to him, he would use such obviously prevarication words to prevaricate Xingluo, and this, it was really not a good thing to make the third-class baron secretly angry.

After walking for two hours, there were fleeing crowds all the way, the third-class baron never stopped them again, he didn't bother to ask, this was a group of people who had lost their faith, they were all walking dead, no different from the dead, he thought so, resisting the panic in his heart.

The sun hangs in the west, and so does the fortress of the sun.

The hazy fortress stood alone on the ridge of the mountain, and the baron of the third rank cheered up and ordered the whole army to hurry up.

"The fortress has fallen, hahahaha......"

The horse's hooves were about to fall, and suddenly a head emerged from the pile of rotting weeds, staring at the horse's back with a pair of red and swollen eyes, and laughing wildly with cracked yellow teeth.

"Old blacksmith?"

The baron of the third rank was shocked, flipped off his horse, and raised the weeds with him: "What did you say? ”

"Come, come, sword after sword, heads, heads all over the ground. It's all dead, it's all dead. Hahaha. ”

The old blacksmith had gone completely insane, and he struggled and screamed under Xingluo's hands.

The baron of the third rank stumbled, threw the old blacksmith into the weeds, climbed on his horse, dragged the halberd diagonally, and cried out: "All soldiers, men and the city are together!" ”

"People and the city are together!!" The faces of a hundred soldiers changed dramatically, but they responded to him in unison.

"Wait, don't you want food?"

"The fortress is gone, what's the use of asking for food?"

The third-class baron forced this sentence from between his teeth, and led a hundred soldiers towards the blood-glittering fortress. The white-clothed man stared at them into the distance, looked back at the seven unguarded grain carts, jumped off his horse, dragged the unconscious old blacksmith out of the weeds, and patted him in the face.

The old blacksmith woke up and began to shout again, "Dead, all dead." Hahaha. ”

"Looks like you're really crazy. I shouldn't believe the words of a madman. ”

The white-clothed man stared at the old blacksmith's pupils, and after a while, he pulled out a cloth bag from under the horse's belly, which contained a large thick meatloaf, and threw the cloth bag into the old blacksmith's arms, climbed on the horse's back, and drove seven grain carts slowly towards the fortress of the sun.

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A new round of power outages and network outages are coming again, Jiangshan now lives in his hometown town, which really verifies that sentence, there are advantages and disadvantages, the life in the small town is scattered, quiet, but at the same time the efficiency is also very poor, a street at the door of the house has been renovated for two months, or it has not been completely repaired. I don't know what will be a power outage or a network outage. I was also tossed and turned crazy. Updates are also extremely unstable. Book friends who like to read it read it slowly, and the country will be more when there is a chance.