(Thanks to Dameng, Xiaopang, Tongle Village, Wanqiu Ling'er, Lanyang Academy, and Book Friends 160422122349858)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

At dawn, the long wind blew across the school field, and the flags and flags vibrated violently, and the wind merged into a loud sound that shook the eardrums. Under the countless banners, there are spears, ge, halberds, and knives like forests; It is a fluctuating hat, scarf, martial arts, and helmets; It is a war horse of different colors; It is a human wall composed of rows of Han military officials and Zhuhu of the Western Regions.

The eyes of countless people focused on a figure on the high platform - Chen Tang.

The Chen Tang on the high platform is dressed in a white Zen robe, covered with Xuanjia, and a Xuan-colored iron helmet on his head, and the helmet is red like the rising sun. The gale blew, blowing the armor skirt, and the pieces of iron struck each other, making a crisp sound peculiar to metal, and the collar of the vermilion was torn straight.

The large school field, which can accommodate 10,000 people, is crowded, with the sound of wind, flags, weapons colliding, armor ringing, and war horses snorting and hooves...... There was a loud voice, but there was no voice.

In the corner of the school yard, there were seven bearded men who had been whipped to the point of blood, with arrows piercing their ears, tied to a wooden stake. They were court-martialed because of the noise and quarrels in the school field. With these few living examples, who would dare to defy military discipline?

No one dared to speak, unless the person on the stage allowed it, and at this moment he looked up at the sky and was silent for a long time.

In March, Jiangbei is already in full bloom, right? The peach forest behind the mountain in Shanyang's hometown must be as colorful as in the past; The grass has grown in the grave under the peach tree, and I don't know who will hoe the grass for you this year...... Ong, do you remember the vow the child made when he left home? This body is not a marquis of Guannei, and he vows not to return home. For this vow, I have paid the price of infamy and imprisonment. This time, it is my last chance - the fame can only be taken immediately, whether the Shanyang Chen clan will glorify their ancestors, or completely sink, all this time! This is what you want, so please bless me in the spirit of heaven......

After a long time, Chen Tang took a long breath, the cold wind entered his lungs, his brain was clear, his eyes slowly retracted, and he bowed slightly in a certain direction in the front row of the human wall under the stage.

Facing Chen Tang's gaze, Zhang Fang smiled, he knew that Chen Tang was bowing his head and thanking him for his help. It's a pity that Zhang Fang can't tell him, even if he doesn't show up, this day will also come, just a little later.

Chen Tang's speech, retold and amplified by ten loud-voiced sergeants, echoed over the school ground: "In the fourth year of the first century, the emperor of the Han Dynasty sent an envoy Wei Sima Guji to escort the son of the Xiongnu Zhizhi Shan Yu and the right general Ju Yuli to return to China, which is the goodwill and sincerity of the Han Dynasty to the Xiongnu. So, what does Zhizhi use in return? Not wine, not a fat sheep, not a horse, but an axe! I still can't imagine what happened to Wei Sima in that distant city on that day nine years ago. The Son of Heaven also sent envoys many times to question Zhizhi, what happened to our envoys? For nine years, Zhizhi has never officially replied. In that case, I am ready to ask him again. This time I will not only bring a mouth, but also my sword, and I will go with you to ask him......"

Gray Yuyu! A horse roared, the sound of hooves was rapid, and a ride flew from Yuanmen, shouting from afar: "Zigong, don't make a mistake!" ”

In the front row of the school field, Zhang Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, it was Gan Yanshou, he came.

The Hanhu sergeants on the school field were all surprised, weren't they all seriously ill, how could they ...... The Han army officials and soldiers were strict in discipline and could still hold back, but the Hu people couldn't help but turn their heads and ears.

Gan Yanshou galloped over, threw the stirrup and dismounted, Deng Dengden hurriedly stepped onto the stage, took three steps and made two steps and rushed to Chen Tang, angry and angry: "Zigong, I have entrusted you with the responsibility of the prison government, not for you to abuse." Thou, thou hast done such a thing......"

Chen Tang squinted at his old friend, pressed his sword and said coldly: "Why did you say this? I am also acting in accordance with the Holy Commandment, do you have any doubts about the Holy Command? ”

"No, I mean...... Alas! I don't know how Zigong's intention to prolong his life, but things can be discussed in the long run, so why do you need to come here? Gan Yanshou struggled to say something, but finally held back.

Chen Tang pressed the circlip with his thumb, the sword popped out of the sheath a few inches, and Sen Ran said: "The army has been assembled, and now the momentum is like an arrow on the string, do you want to harm everyone's business?" ”

The conversation between the two was only heard by the princes on the stage, the princes of the mansion, the thousands of people, and the chief translator, and they all looked at each other in surprise and doubt. Although I can't figure out what's going on, it's true that the two bosses want to pinch it, and one or two are about to step forward to dissuade it.

Gan Yanshou opened his big palm and pushed it, signaling everyone to stop, looking around like a leopard, staring at Chen Tang. And the latter was undaunted and looked at each other calmly.

The buzzing chatter slowly stopped, and even the sound of the war horse's snorting and hooves was much quieter, only the sound of the wind was still there, and the howling gale set off the abnormal silence of the entire school field.

Just when the Han Hu officials were nervous, Gan Yanshou finally made a move.

The protector of the Western Regions slowly turned his head and turned around, his eyes turned away from his old friend, and turned to the thousands of people in the school field. Taking a deep breath, everyone in the front row could see his thick chest bulging. The next moment, a loud voice that didn't need to be transmitted and was full of energy sounded: "I am Gan Yanshou, the protector of the Western Regions of the Han Dynasty and the commander of the cavalry." Now, I officially announce that the commander of this Western Expedition will be ......" He glanced at Chen Tang and paused word by word, "Deputy Captain of the Imperial Protector Mansion - Chen Tang!" ”

Woohoo!

There were bursts of tsunami-like cheers over the school field, flags were unfurled, and swords and shields hit each other, which was deafening.

Qingyan and Lu Nu, who were courteous outside the school grounds, covered their ears with their hands, their faces full of joy.

Zhang Fang smiled, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, these two people turned around, and they acted well.

Although the military officials of the Metropolitan Protectorate on the stage couldn't figure out what the situation was, the scene of the dispute between the two bosses was in full view. They understood at least one thing, that the two bosses had a disagreement on the matter of the Western Expedition - and that was exactly what the play was intended to achieve.

Chen Tang pressed his sword back to the sheath, stretched out his hand and Gan Yanshou to arm each other, and raised his other arm high. With his action, the cheers in the audience gradually subsided. In the sky above the school field, Chen Tang's impassioned declaration of war resounded:

"During the Tianhan period of Emperor Xiaowu, the Han envoy Su Wu sent an envoy to the Xiongnu, for the single Yu detained, in the face of the threat of death if the rebel general Weijin did not surrender, he once issued a loud response, 'Nanyue killed the Han envoy and slaughtered the nine counties; King Wan killed the Han envoy and hung his head in the north; North Korea killed the Han envoy and was immediately exterminated, and the Huns were not heard. If you know that I don't surrender and want to make the two countries attack each other, the disaster of the Huns will start with me! ’”

Zheng! Chen Tang drew his sword out of the sheath, pointed to the northwest with his halberd, and said in a voice: "The fate of killing the Han envoy is the beginning of the disaster - long before Yijiazi, the Han envoy issued such a warning to the Huns!" And Marquis Shan Yu understood this warning, and Wei Jin was also afraid of this warning, and they didn't do anything stupid. But Zhizhi, the grandson of the Marquis of Shan Yu, was not as wise as his grandfather, and he ignored this warning, thinking that after nine years, time had passed, and it would be fine. I ask you to join me and tell him face to face-Zhizhi, you have a big deal! ”

Jianzhao three years, spring.

Chen Tang is here, Zhang Fang is here, Gan Yanshou is here, the three thousand Han army is here, the United Army of the Western Regions is here - an Avengers is coming!