(Today's three watches, in a row.) ）

When Duan Ning returned to his military tent, he instructed the guards at the door of the tent: "Disperse and hold all the intersections, no one will see without the order of the general, and there shall be no outsiders within thirty steps!" ”

The guards responded and commanded the surrounding guards to disperse.

Duan Ning opened the tent and entered, there were his staff and assistants in the front tent, and after ordering "no order cannot be entered into the back account", he entered the back account alone. The back account is Duan Ning's living place, the space is not small, all kinds of things are readily available, if there are family members or other people with the army, they will also live in the back account.

At this time, Ning's back account was empty, and there was only one person. The man was dressed in a neat brocade robe, a man in his thirties, standing with his hands in his hands, sensing Duan Ning's entry into the tent, he greeted with a smile, and asked with concern: "General Duan, how is things going?" ”

Duan Ning dropped his helmet on the desk, sat down, as if he was very tired and needed to relax, he half sat and half lay behind the desk, the cloud was light and there was a kind of atmosphere where everything was under control, and when the man in the brocade robe was about to wait, he smiled and spoke, not without pride: "Ben Shuai personally went out on the horse, how can he not be captured?" Don't worry, Wang Yanzhang's old man has promised to give Ben Shuai 30,000 soldiers and horses, and let Ben Shuai intercept Li Congjing. ”

The brocade-robed man hugged his fists and congratulated, "Congratulations to General Duan!" In this way, your plan and mine will be carried out smoothly. ”

"That's nature." Duan Ning sat up, beckoned the brocade-robed man to come to him, and looked at him suspiciously, "Ben Shuai is about to face Li Congjing, you tell Ben Shuai the truth, can your method really deal with Li Congjing?" I heard that Li Congjing was fighting and was very good at using scouts, and he could always detect the fighter in advance, but the generals who fought with him couldn't even know when his scouts found out their own information! ”

"General Duan, just rest assured." The brocade-robed man made a guarantee, his demeanor was more confident than Duan Ning's, "Li Congjing makes good use of scouts, you and I know this." As the saying goes, if a man holds something, he will die for what he holds. Li Congjing is like this. As long as we deal with his scouts, he will be blind and deaf. When the time comes, the army will be able to catch him off guard! He would never have expected that the general would leave the fortress on the river and take the initiative to attack him, and he would definitely succeed in a surprise attack when the time came! ”

"Good!" Duan Ning took the case, "If this is the case, Ben Shuai and your master will become friends for eight worships, and from now on, they will share blessings and misfortunes and conspire with great things!" ”

"In the next generation of my general, thank you General Dai!"

The two sat down in secret words and finalized many details of the action, and when the brocade-robed man left, Duan Ning got up and sent him to the door of the big tent. Back in the back tent, a man who looked like a scribe walked in and whispered to Duan Ning beside him, "Da Shuai really believes that this person can succeed?" ”

"Whether he is worthy of the trust of the coach, the next actions will be clear." Duan Ning went to the desk and picked up the helmet and patted the dust that didn't exist on the helmet, "As for whether they can succeed or not, Ben Shuai doesn't care." I have 30,000 soldiers and horses, to deal with a stinky child, it is better to have these tricks to assist, no, this commander is also handy. In the final analysis, this time he took the initiative to face Li Congjing, not because of these people, but because Ben Shuai wanted to take advantage of this big victory to drive Wang Yanzhang, the old immortal, back! ”

He was originally the elite commander of the 100,000 Liang army, and he recruited envoys from the north of the Great Liang, and as soon as Wang Yanzhang came, he became a deputy, and his military power was lost, and he had already been resentful.

After speaking, he was a little hateful, and scolded again: "This old immortal dares to come and rob Lao Tzu's job?!" ”

One hundred and ten miles west of Yang Liu, there is a cavalry team of more than 500 people is rapidly moving eastward, looking at the equipment of these cavalry, you know that this is an extraordinarily elite horse army, in the battlefield they are sharp knives, in the battlefield they are tigers and wolves. This is a beautiful dusk, the sunset is molten gold, the twilight clouds are combined, and the terrain is flat, so that people can know what is called the vastness of the earth.

"Marshal, there's a fire ahead!" A knight pointed somewhere and said loudly.

Not far away, there is a small village, there are many households, the fire from the village scurrying, as high as several zhang, although not enough to reflect the sky, but ignited a side of water and soil.

Wolf smoke rises from the flat ground.

The caravan stopped here and rode a few steps ahead of the group, looking at the village that was being destroyed by fire. From time to time, a horse rushed back from the front, and immediately the knight fell off his horse and reported: "Marshal, the Liang army is plundering the village in front, and there are about all the people!" ”

Among the few horsemen who stopped on the gentle slope, there was a man who looked like a scholar in a white robe, with a handsome appearance and the style of the Wei and Jin dynasties, he frowned, and said to a general beside him: "The Liang army has no way, looting villages, killing the people, and the army commander should save it!" ”

Later, a general echoed the words: "Since ancient times, where the great armies have gathered to fight, the people will suffer disasters and their lives will be ruined." However, what is their fault, they were born and raised in Sri Lanka, they have been good citizens all their lives, they have borne heavy taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and they have a hard time. In this way, once there is a war in the place, the men are filled into the army as strong men, and the women are bullied, and the lucky ones can save their lives, and the unlucky ones are driven to the siege and die. Military marshal, Mr. Jun Zhong teaches me to read and write every day, teaches the principle of loyalty and righteousness for the country and the people, and now seeing such a tragedy in the world, please ask the military marshal Xu Mo to go and slaughter these Liang troops! ”

The "military marshal" in their mouths is young, only in his twenties, but his face is as resolute as iron, and his temperament is like a sharp blade, which makes it impossible to look at him directly. Hearing the words of the audience, the corners of the "military marshal" moved his mouth, thought about it, and said in his usual calm tone: "I am waiting for the king, and we should save the people." ”

Commanded by him, the people returned to their caravan, and five hundred rode out toward the village. As the march approached, the horse corps was divided into three divisions, with two tributaries on both flanks, surrounding the village on the left and right, and the third remained in place. A few people who had been on the gentle slope walked slowly towards the village.

The fire continued unabated, and they finally saw Liang Jun in the village clearly, and heard Liang Jun's presumptuous smile.

"Marshal, give the order!" The young general who had asked for the battle before said eagerly, "Slaughter these beasts!" ”

The "military marshal" glanced at the village half a mile away, and was about to agree to the general's request, when a sudden change occurred.

A figure rushed towards the village.

At dusk, the light in the four fields was dim, except for the fire in the village that was as bright as day, and the man rushed to the village, and everyone could only see a black shadow. He was extremely fast, and with each step he took flew a trail of dirt on his heels, like grass on it.

His speed was so fast that he soon approached the Liang army inside and outside the village, those who were having sex and looting. Everyone saw it clearly, and he pulled out a long knife from his waist.

"What is this man going to do?" Seeing that figure, the person who looked like a scholar in a white robe was amazed.

"He's going to kill." The young general who asked for the battle said in a deep voice.

"He's going to kill a hundred people by himself?" The white-robed scholar lost his voice.

The young general was silent.

The "military marshal" said blandly: "That's what he did." ”

The figure was indeed going to kill, because the long knife in his hand had already cut off the neck of a Liang soldier and passed it into the chest of a Liang soldier.

Liang Jun's armor blocked his long knife, and he abandoned the knife in his hand and pulled out another knife from his waist. Killing the Liang army who surrounded him, his figure was unusually strong, galloping back and forth in the crowd, and there was never a single enemy in front of him. He kills so quickly that sometimes he doesn't have time to draw the knife he stabbed into the enemy's body, so he gives up the knife in his hand and pulls another one out of his body.

How many knives did he have on him, and everyone was too far away to see clearly.

Where he passed, more than a dozen corpses of Liang Jun had fallen, and the Liang soldiers around him surrounded him from everywhere, and he finally changed from holding a knife in one hand to holding a knife in both hands. With the knife in both hands, his movements were faster, his killing efficiency was higher, and his body was more bizarre.

Although there were dozens of Liang troops around him, the situation in the field was clearly not that the Liang army was besieging him, but that he was rushing to kill the Liang army, and he was always moving forward and wielding a knife.

"It's a swordsman." Said the young general.

"Perhaps, a chivalrous man. Walking on the rivers and lakes, it is not fair. The white-robed scholar sighed.

The young commander shook his head and said to everyone: "He may be a swordsman or a chivalrous man, but now, he is a man who draws a sword for love. Listen, he's shouting, every time he kills someone, he has to call a name, do you hear me? ”

"Xiaoqing." The white-robed scholar listened attentively and said the name.

The marshal nodded.

The white-robed scholar looked at the sky and muttered, "This may be a romantic love story, but it is definitely not a beautiful love story. Since this swordsman has such skills, he is obviously not a person who is willing to be mediocre, he was not in the village before, and he only came back at this time, perhaps because he went out to wander. A good man, ambitious in all directions, looking for a marquis at a young age. It's just a pity that when he came back, the gentle country in his dream had turned into a sea of fire. He came back alone, which means that he has not made a name for himself, and when he comes back, it means that he is tired and may be homesick, but he may not have thought that when he leaves home, not only does he not have anything, but he does not even have a home......"

Although he didn't have a good life, the scholar seemed to be able to empathize with the swordsman's state of mind, and after saying this, his face was not very good, "So every time he kills someone, he has to shout that person's name, for love, for pain, for hate......"

The scholar stopped talking.

The commander was silent for a while, "This is the troubled times. ”

Everyone's hearts were a little heavy, and after listening to the scholar's analysis, they could feel the heaviness of the word troubled times even more.

The young general raised his head, looked directly at the military commander he had always admired, and asked solemnly: "Military marshal, what are we joining the army for?" What are we fighting for? ”

In order to make meritorious contributions, in order to get ahead, in order to seal his wife and son, in order to fight for a glory and wealth for himself and his descendants in this world of great contention, in order to be a master.

Without waiting for the commander to answer, although he was young, the young general, who had been displaced all his life, continued excitedly: "War, war, everywhere there is a war, people will die, soldiers will die in battle, horse leather shrouds, people will die, and white bones will be exposed. Every person who dies has a home, parents, wives and children, and people who love him and those he loves. The last general has lost his parents since he was a child, and he knows the pain very well, but in every war, tens of millions of people die, so how much pain should there be? Marshal, war, what is it for? Killing, and for what? What is the purpose of dying so many people and leaving so much pain? ”