Qi Siyuan walked through the artemisia grass in Qingshiyu, and in the post house, he listened to the dull horn and the neat pace of morning exercises. www.biquge.info All of this, for him, who has never experienced military life, is so magnificent and intense, as if injecting a new vitality into his life.

At the third watch, a thunderous sound woke him up, he opened his sticky eyelids, looked at the erratic red beacon fire reflected in the east window, the sonorous sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds fighting, mixed with the neighing of people and horses, even the clanging of the bow and strings could be heard clearly, the shrill whistle with feathered arrows, tearing the air, and the mixed footsteps, shook his heart pounding, unable to lie down.

In the sky, dark clouds rolled horizontally, sometimes with teeth and claws rolling angrily, sometimes running helplessly, and the dazzling lightning flashed silently, shrouding a miserable white.

It had been ten hours since he had finished clearing the seal letter, but the battle for the ordnance that was close at hand had not yet ended, and a large amount of sweat medicine had not affected the combat strength of the Luo Wei warriors who were escorted in the slightest, what was going on?

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Ji Xiao froze stiffly, an arrow flickered towards her with a rapid and fast wind, she couldn't help screaming, and flipped backwards, this is her ordinary action, but at the moment she is dizzy.

She looked at the sky, there were still floating Xinghan who had shifted, everything in the four fields was still shrouded in a dark night, only the grass and insects chirping,

The wind and grass, chirping, dotted fireflies, swimming aimlessly against the ground, Xiong Luo'er saw Ji Xiao fall backwards, and hurriedly rushed forward to support him. She struck a stone to make a fire, lit a torch of pine, and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

At the feet are lying arrowheads, these arrows are stained with human flesh and blood, patina mottled, black places like lacquer, white places like bone meal, red like dansha, the feathers at the end of the arrows and bamboo arrows have been eroded by wind and rain, and have been rotted for a long time.

"With such an old, rotten weapon?" Luo'er helped Ji Xiao, while testing her snort, seeing that there were no fatal wounds around her, and her pulse was still strong, and her heart was a little calm, so she settled down to think about everything today.

"Boom, boom!" Dust rolled over Qingshiyu, and a motley of people and horses crashed into the empty deep valley. The ambushes above, and the sea of fire below, all carry a kind of out-of-control posture.

"The baggage ox cart and carriage in the horse burning team roll up the tail to prevent the cattle and horses from rushing around after the water burns." Sheng Zheng is a careful person, while stepping up the arrangement, he approached Luo'er to protect her and Ji Xiao.

"It's out of control, I'm afraid that this time it's only a matter of looting ordnance and not involving human life, it's going to come to naught." He reached out to touch the blood on his face, and looked at Xiong Luo'er cutely.

Xiong Luo'er nodded and sighed secretly. Xindao, not only did Fu Yannian underestimate the hatred of the Beiming soldiers for Luo Wei, but even he forgot what kind of blood feud the two sides had already had when the enemy war had just passed.

How could it be that because of the so-called rational knowledge in politics, "there are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests", the soldiers were allowed to only grab the ordnance.

Sheng Zheng looked at Xiong Luo'er and Ji Xiao in her arms, and said worriedly: "Luo'er, do you want to make a military order, so you have to rob the ordnance?" ”

Xiong Luo'er looked at the valley, and just now he was still smiling, his face was yellow and thin and loyal, and the face of the Luo Wei warrior who was no different from the Beiming Army was already torn and twisted at this moment. Blood splattered from under their helmets, on their cheeks, and trickled down their burnt eyebrows and hands and feet.

The rolling log burst out with the boiling oil among the dart masters and pirate pirates who were surrounded by the ordnance, and let out a burst of terrifying cries. The leaning short-legged horse, raising its iron hooves, stepped aimlessly towards the crowd of wolves.

Dressed as the Xinyue Black Cavalry, the soldiers of the Republic of Beiming Water Division, calmly and skillfully opened their bows and arrows, and unhurriedly inserted the arrows into the cracks of those different designs and colorful Luo Wei armor, or went straight to the front door. The churning smoke, the splashes of powdery blood foam, the charred faces and stumps, slammed into the steep rock wall in vain.

A horse that was hung upside down on the gold trim of the horse's stub, wounded and frightened, was dragged away in all directions, wailing long live the emperor's samurai; A soldier who was picked on the horns of a bull and flailed his limbs in the void; A robe pirate with his brain scattered to the side and the heart of the arrow, with a long arrow shaft stumbling around, their wails were accompanied by the vengeful laughter of the ambushed sailors......

"You shoot the thug hiding in the belly of the horse."

"You shoot that hairpin-like stupid fork."

"Wait a minute, cut off your ears, maybe it's still the leader......"

… There is no need for Xiong Luo'er to command, and the soldiers of the Navy Republican Sect who can't stop killing red-eyed have already assigned their own tasks to kill the valley into a hell...

Xiong Luo'er looked around, tried her best to hug Ji Xiaoheng, and carried her back to the tent.

On the one hand, he asked Sheng Zheng to hurry up to Fu Yannian, and Huang Chun and the others reported that the situation exceeded expectations, and on the other hand, they beckoned the sentry next to him to send a military doctor to diagnose Xiong Luo'er's pulse.

The military doctor dressed in a green robe and wearing a life-saving steel helmet on his head quickly came, and after seeing the salute, he put two fingers on Ji Xiao's veins, brushed his beard, and looked solemn.

After a long time, under the impatient looks of Sheng Zheng and Xiong Luo'er, they changed hands again, confirmed and confirmed, and then gave a salute.

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The flying pigeon of the Republican Church quickly brought the letter to the secret whistle, and Jing Er at the door took the letter on the pigeon's leg, and did not dare to delay for a moment, and went straight to the courtyard to find Huang Chun, and then handed it to him with a pant.

Huang Chun was planning to make some daily decorations for Fu Yannian and send him back, but when he saw it, he stopped and looked at the two urgent deliveries in his hands, one happy and one worried.

Fu Yannian saw that he looked strange, he couldn't help but go up, and after taking the urgent delivery, his face couldn't help but change, after a long time, Fang sat down on the couch on one side again, and said helplessly: "That's it, if something like this happens, I have to go to the secret prison to suffer some hardships, and I want to congratulate my brother, Ji Xiao's sister-in-law is pregnant, and she is going to be a father——"

Huang Chun's face was slightly embarrassed, but he still stepped forward and patted Fu Yannian's shoulder and said, "No, I won't let you go to the Imperial Prison to be punished, even if it is out of control, I will deal with it freely." ”

Fu Yannian suddenly frowned, and said with an indissoluble sadness: "No, you are already a person who wants to be a father, don't take risks for me, otherwise, where do you put your sister-in-law and children at your disposal?" ”

said, and said with a little sadness: "I didn't also want to save you back then, when Qin Qing was about to give birth to Youyou, I went to Luo Wei Qianli, and now Youyou is more than two years old, but I and my daughter rarely have a little family at all, and now I am a broken family, and I no longer have the heart to let you also experience the truth of suffering." ”

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and let the tears in his eyes fall into his heart, so bitter.

I'd rather be a dog in a prosperous world than a person in a troubled world, isn't that what it is? Literati and writers always say that there are many heroes in troubled times. But behind Yingjie, how many families are broken and how many people are separated, who knows?

Huang Chun looked at Fu Yannian's appearance, and couldn't help but feel sad, but just shook his hand tightly.

But I heard a commotion outside the door, this is a republican secret whistle, who will come?

Isn't he?

Huang Chun and Fu Yannian each held their breath, secretly listening to the steps, coming from far and near.