The sun is getting bigger and bigger, but Li Dequan, who is fighting bloodily, does not feel much warmth, on the contrary, he feels that his body is very cold, which makes him shiver for a while, and suddenly, he was stabbed in the arm again, blood gushed out, and his clothes, which were already a little dry, became wet again...

Li Dequan felt that the temperature was losing from him little by little, of course, with it, there was also his terrifying strength, so just now he slashed and killed a Tartar soldier, and he used two knives, but he didn't hack him to death...

In front of him was a group of black people, they were like a tide, constantly rushing towards him, Li Dequan could even see the terrifying expression on their faces, just like the official dog legs who rushed to his house to collect food when he was a child...

I was still young at the time, and I was really scared, but they didn't become polite because they were small and because they were afraid. On the contrary, they became more hateful www.biquge.info and they began to punch and kick their father, who could not hand over food.

His poor father is just an honest farmer with his back to the loess, he can't speak, and he has never learned to bully people in his life, so he was beaten by them and lay on the cold clay kang for half a month...

A Tartar soldier rushed towards him again, and Li Dequan wanted to raise his knife and swing it over, but a piercing pain made him unable to lift his arm, but instead staggered back two steps.

In a trance, the Tartar soldier seemed to have rushed in front of him, Li Dequan suddenly had a heartfelt fear, because he remembered that winter day again, the grain collector, his expression was exactly the same as the Tartar in front of him, and he was now very much like the father who was powerless to fight back then.

Suddenly, a soldier rushed over and grabbed the Tartar soldier who had rushed in front of him from behind, and the two of them fell backwards together, followed by the sound of metal cutting flesh.

Li Dequan gasped twice, it was so dangerous, but he couldn't laugh, he didn't have a feeling of dying at all, because he thought of his father again, if someone rushed over like the soldier just now, maybe his father wouldn't have been so seriously injured back then, right?

Li Dequan knew that in this situation, there should not be any distracting thoughts, but he just couldn't control it, and all kinds of memories came like a tide, making him feel that he was one step closer to death.

He remembered his father's confession to him before he died: "Don't learn from your father, farming is unproductive, if you want not to be bullied, you must... I went to be a soldier, just like the people who came to our house to collect food...

Li Dequan would not tell anyone that he came to be a soldier so as not to be bullied, but he later learned that the kind of soldier he was a soldier was different from those grain officers, and he still had to be bullied...

Relying on his outstanding strength and the spirit of fighting without dying, Li Dequan was finally promoted to centurion, and he became an official! But like his father, he still hasn't learned how to bully people.

He will always remember the day when he was selected by Zeng Mill to be the captain of his guard, and he was even too excited to speak.

He was slowly infected by Zeng Miao, and he slowly understood that there are not necessarily all bad people in the official, such as this Zeng Miao, who he swore to protect to the death, he is a person worthy of his respect.

Li Dequan has always wanted to repay Zeng Mill for his kindness, because he really took care of himself, so he practiced martial arts desperately and killed the enemy desperately...

Although the Zeng master always taught himself and reprimanded himself, he knew in his heart that he trusted himself, so he wanted to make up for his own shortcomings, he studied hard in military books, and he was promoted to a general by him, although he was called a general, but Li Dequan understood that it was just a small official with a sesame seed, but this is also an ordinary peasant child, who dare not reach it in his life...

He still remembers that Zeng Mill wants to give himself a table word, in fact, he is really eager for it, because others say that it is a symbol of a cultured person, although he is not educated, but he wants a table word, because he is also a person who has read military books...

In the end, I still don't have a table word, which is really regrettable, I am still "General Li", but this is also very good, what kind of table word does a big old man want?

His body was getting colder and colder, and Li Dequan felt that his teeth were chattering, but he was really unwilling, because he didn't expect that he would fail in this way.

I was going to win the war, but why did the imperial court insist on withdrawing the army? It was just a holy decree that destroyed all hopes, and this is the hope that many brothers piled up with their lives.

He thought of those brothers who died in front of his eyes one by one, and he suddenly felt that the court was like the grain collector many years ago, they were all so hateful, they were all so unreasonable, but he had no strength to resist at all, and he could only be at their mercy...

What is he fighting for desperately, at first he thought it was for himself, but later Lord Zeng told himself that he was for the country and the people, and he never agreed with it, just for the people, why should he serve the country? It's not worth it at all...

This is the most disagreeable of all the truths that Zeng has taught, this court is sorry for us, it doesn't take our lives seriously at all...

With a long sigh of relief, the sharp knife light came to his face, Li Dequan seemed to have seen many familiar brothers, some had not seen each other for a long time, and some had disappeared just a few days ago, Li Dequan suddenly had an urge to cry, but he wanted to laugh again, because he finally saw them after a long absence...

There was the sound of the howling wind and the crashing of metal, but at the moment it was more like a song, a familiar song, a song that was often sung.

That's right, it's that song, every time I win a battle, I always love to sing this song with a group of brothers, nibbling barbecue, pinching the wine jug, and sitting around the fire:

The wind is from the dragon, the cloud is from the tiger, and the dust and earth are famous.

Looking at Shenzhou, the people are bitter, and thousands of miles of fertile land are barren.

Look at the world, as much as you want, and make up for the defects of heaven.

Good boy, don't be a parent, just for the common people, not for the lord.

Holding a steel knife of ninety-nine, he killed Hu Er before stopping.

I am a dignified man, what is a Tartar as a horse and a cow.

The strong man drank the wine in the bowl and did not look back on the journey of a thousand miles.

The golden drums roared in unison, and the yellow dragon swore endlessly.

What a beautiful song, countless brothers, it was inspired by this song that they embarked on this journey, but unfortunately most of them failed to walk back in the end, so unfortunately, they couldn't go back...

There was another burst of damp heat, the smell of blood, very familiar, it was my own, it was overcast, it was so cold, and the mountain-like man finally fell.

Relieved, everything was liberated, Li Dequan slowly closed his eyes: Master Zeng, have you fled back? (To be continued.) )