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Mother River.

As the second largest river in the empire, the Yellow River is full of dark reefs, and if you are not familiar with the nature of the water, you will often be pierced by the bottom of the reef along with the people and boats, and then sink.

In addition to this danger, every few decades, the Yellow River reveals its hideous side, and the raging waters of the Yellow River often ruthlessly encroach on the land on both sides, displacing countless people.

However, for the empire, the Yellow River is also one of the lines of defense against grassland invasion, but this time, the northern country is frozen for thousands of miles, and the Yellow River has lost its function.

At this moment, the water surface of the Yellow River shimmered with ice, but soon, heavy snow covered the area, and the second snow of this winter fell again.

Thirty miles south of the Yellow River, there is a huge military camp, densely packed between the camp tents, flags like rain, riding spears like a forest.

Murderous intent.

Continuous.

The black-and-gold dragon armor boy rode alone on a horse, holding an ink-colored spear, slowly marching through the barracks, his lips tightly closed, and his face was as indifferent as ever.

It was Lu Zilong.

Behind him, closely followed by the two guards, after three days of bloody battle with the Qingyuan army, the imperial army finally blocked the opponent's edge, but it also suffered heavy casualties, at this moment, almost most of the people were paralyzed in the barracks, almost relaxed.

"General, you better take a rest, if you still walk around like this on such a cold day, your injuries will be ......"

Behind Lu Zilong, an entourage officer stopped talking, and there was a trace of sadness on his face.

This Lu Zilong, when he first came to the army, was arrogant and arrogant, and he wantonly enjoyed all kinds of rights as a commander, eating and drinking, all of which were the best choice.

At that time, in the barracks, who was convinced? Everyone said that it was that Concubine Jing blew the pillow wind for the new emperor and sent her nephews to rub off on military exploits, pitying them big-headed soldiers, and using blood to sell their lives for these powerful children.

It's miserable.

It's a hard life.

However, after a few battles, the soldiers who were originally dismissive were all obedient to him.

Although Lu Zilong pays attention to personal food, clothing, housing and transportation, as long as he decrees the various material transfers of the army on weekdays, no logistics official dares to deduct it, and when fighting, he definitely takes the lead in the charge.

Moreover, this guy is simply a king on the battlefield, as long as there is a slight change in the formation of the enemy soldiers, Lu Zilong can accurately detect it, and then lead the cavalry army, and fiercely insert it into the weak point, so that the opponent is unable to defend against it.

Talented.

It's a fucking genius.

For ordinary soldiers, the generals they admire should be like this, fighting with Lu Zilong, a young man, absolutely winning, absolutely rewarding, absolutely having military merits, with these three points, who is not pinning his head in the crotch of his pants and working hard?

After all, during the Yuanjia Northern Expedition thirty years ago, I don't know how many upstarts were produced in the army.

With Lu Zilong, a general with clear rewards and punishments, who doesn't want to make a lot of money.

Wealth, seek in danger.

Lu Zilong looked at the barracks, and there were people on the side of the road to warm up, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.

When he came over, the soldiers who were roasting the fire stood up excitedly, and at this moment they saw the general of their own family looking over, and one of them left and said in a loud voice: "General Lu, don't worry, we have received your order, when everyone bakes the fire, they will use stones in a circle, and stay away from the camp!" ”

Lu Zilong nodded, but was speechless.

After inspecting the barracks, he began to turn his horse and walk back, but the adjutant general smiled and said: "I heard that Zuo Yin, who was in the limelight in the Western Wilderness this time, was also a classmate of the general back then. ”

"It's only a year."

Lu Zilong said lightly, however, it seems that he has experienced a lot in this year, and he is also a little emotional, raising his head, looking at the wind and snow in the sky, there is a complicated light in his eyes.

"It's been a year."

At the beginning, I said that even the most rotten Imperial Forest Army in the empire, as long as it can train, it can also reach the height of the Cangnan Army, don't you believe it.

But, I did.

I don't know, one day in the future, will you and I be able to meet on the battlefield?

When the time comes, I wonder if my "Dragoon" is excellent, or if the "Fire Tiger" under your command is superior?

I'm really looking forward to it.

The corners of Lu Zilong's mouth suddenly had a slight curvature, which also made his originally cold face have a touch of warmth.

Like a begonia blooming on an iceberg.

……

Qin County has fallen!

The Fire Tiger roars!

Qingyuan is defeated!

The Dragoon is born!

Four news, one after another, made the whole world boil, and after thirty years of Yuanjia's Northern Expedition, the world has become a young man's world again!

Whether it is Zuo Yin, who was in the limelight in the Battle of the Western Wilderness, or Lin Xiuwen, who gave advice, or Yang Zi'an, who suddenly betrayed the empire and delivered supplies to the rebels.

and Lu Zilong, who personally trained the Imperial Forest Army and built it into a "dragon horse", these bright young people seem to be enthusiastically proclaiming:

A new era will be born in their generation!

In the world, some people are looking forward to it, and some people are gritting their teeth.

At least, in this moment, no one can stop their light!

But I didn't expect that after this, an even more shocking news came out from the imperial capital of Bian'an City:

Shoufu Ouyang Zhiyuan asked the new emperor to be willing to cede Luojun to the rebels for the sake of the overall situation, in exchange for peace.

The eyes of everyone who heard the news for the first time widened.

Countless teahouses and wine shops, business is very good, people have come out of their homes, analyzing the situation, eager to use the high-spirited guidance to cover up the helplessness of going with the flow.

"Hey, hey, Luochuan Ouyang Clan, a famous family that shines the world with the empire, is going to lose their ancestral land at this moment."

"You are a drunkard, you know an egg, Ouyang Zhiyuan focuses on the overall situation, knows Huayi's argument, do you understand? Whether it's the rebels or the empire, in the final analysis, it's their own people, but what are those barbarians in the northern grasslands, we can't let them succeed. ”

"Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity, Lord Ouyang Zhiyuan is willing to make this sacrifice for the continuation of my Chinese clan, but I don't know, the new emperor of the Imperial Bian'an City, and those rebels in the Western Wilderness don't appreciate it?"

Sigh, yo-yo.

The truth of the news has been confirmed, everyone knows about the sacrifice of Lord Shoufu, and everyone admires his statement, but he complained to the new emperor who agreed to this matter, and he calmly let such a virtuous minister make such a helpless move.

The emperor is incompetent.

……

A month after the war.

After conquering Qin County, the Righteous Army took Qin County as the most important garrison and began to carry out a thorough rectification of itself, and at the end of this war, another earth-shattering order came out from the Righteous Army.

Xie Wenling!

The righteous army built the "Jixia School Palace", and sincerely invited the people of the world to come here to give lectures.

As for the content, there is no limit!

Not limited to one of the "Confucian" ways!

On the Empire, the reason why the family has been able to repeatedly obtain excellent scores in the evaluation of the Nine Grades is that on the one hand, someone has "taken care", but on the other hand, most of the children of the family have received an extremely excellent education, and it can even be said that the larger the family, the more strict the education of the children of the descendants, otherwise, how can the family style be passed on for more than a hundred years?

It is precisely for this reason that the clan often has a monopoly on the right to speak about "literature", and the literati and scholars, scholars, and scholars all admire "Confucianism".

The once "hundred schools of thought" grand scene, is it necessary to return to the world?