After the sky dawned again, Li Xu led 15,000 warriors to leave Dingyuan Fort, regardless of the changes in the terrain under his feet, and went straight to the north.

This is the second time he has hiked over Yanshan. The last time was many years ago, when he went to the outside of Cyprus to evade military service under the guise of a trader. At that time, he was young and strong, and he had countless hopes for the future in his heart. This time, his body was still as strong as the raised rocks on the side of the mountain road, but his heart was full of anxiety.

Indeed, anxiety. In front of all the high-ranking generals, Xuzi, as the de facto commander, must always be full of confidence. We must use our enthusiasm to boost the morale of the whole army. But deep down, he knew that he would never be as strong as others looked like.

He had only 140,000 warriors on hand, and they came from three families, and it was difficult to achieve uniform orders. And the enemy army is almost endless, and I am afraid that even the initiator of the mobilization order himself does not know how many people will participate in this battle for the survival of dozens of peoples. What he is best at is leading cavalry on long runs, delivering a fatal blow to his opponent by surprise. Now the conditions have just been reversed, the opponent has hundreds of thousands of good horses in the prime of life, and he can gallop like a horse by pulling a herdsman on a horse, but he has to rely on the two-legged tribe to compete with the four-legged war horse for speed and grasp of the battle. In previous battles, his impressive archery skills have always been able to deliver fatal blows that the enemy commander did not expect. This time, based on the calculation of only one marksman per clan, there were at least hundreds of Aslan waiting for him in the dark.......

Competing with Aslan in archery, Li Xu was not sure of winning by half a point. Thinking that he was about to personally send Aslan, Hou Quli, and even Dur and others to the point of no return, his heart was even heavier. "If Aslan's son grows up safely, he should be seven years old this year, right?" Although I know that thinking about these miscellaneous things will only make my mood more chaotic. But during the march, Xuzi still couldn't stop himself from thinking wildly.

He remembered that the first time he killed someone back then, it was because he went hunting with Ah Silan and others, and encountered Xi scouts on the way. On that occasion, in order to protect his safety, three shepherds of the Xiabu died under the swords of the Xi scouts. Although Su Si Sier and Su Si Attachment took advantage of him, and then decisively turned against him in order to cling to stronger backups. But deep down, Xuzi didn't have any ill feelings towards the other shepherds except for the brothers of the Su Si tribe patriarch.

He learned his archery from the Su Si Ministry, and that winter, the tribal treasury's hard-won arrows were open for him to squander. His martial arts and the way of using soldiers are also coppersmiths from the Su Si Department. Although the coppersmith master is really from the Xie family in Jiangnan, if there is no Su Sibu to take him in, it is impossible for Xuzi's life trajectory to intersect with the coppersmith. The black knife in his hand was made of the star iron in the Crescent Lake, and the stone that was fished up by Tao Kuotuo's life turned into a black knife, and the other half became a birth gift for Aslan's son. Soon after, Asahiko had to kill the child's father. Perhaps, that is also equivalent to killing the beautiful and gentle Padet and little Aslan together. On the grassland, it is almost impossible for a family without a man to survive, not to mention that Ah Silan and the patriarch's younger brother Su Sifu do not get along well......

But he only had this one chance, a chance to completely disrupt Ashina's plan to use troops. The latter can drive other tribes to take the lead for the Turkic wolf cavalry, and they can drive the vassal tribes to take turns to come forward at any cost, consuming the Central Plains defenders on the front line of the Great Wall. However, the latter may not be able to ignore the life and death of the Su Sibu samurai. Putting aside the importance of Ah Silan and other cavalry of the Xia clan to Gu Turu, just the relationship between Tao Kuo's mother clan and Gu Tulu had to be treated carefully. He needed the silver wolf in his hand to call on the other tribes for himself. He needed these tribes to rally around him and secure his place in the Turkic court.

But what if Gu Toru no longer needed Ganro's influence? Ever since he heard that several important rulers of the Ashina family had participated in the southern expedition, this kind of ominous premonition had been haunting Xuzi's heart. With the experience of the last defeat, it is impossible for Ashina Bone Toru not to consider the possibility of Gan Luo following the old master in battle. But knowing who the defender of Zhuojun was, this person still led his subordinates to invade the south, and it is likely that he no longer needs the support of Ganluo, or even the support of Tao Kuodesi.

Thinking of this, Xuzi really felt very tired. He even wanted to give up and retreat to the Inner Great Wall according to the previous advice of Shi Defang and others. That way, Bo Lingjun would be under much less pressure, and he might not have to fight his former friends so early. No one could accuse him of cowardice, and the number of enemy troops was sufficient to justify the retreat. But every time he saw the trusting eyes around him, he had to suppress the thoughts in his heart and continue to hold his head up.

Xuzi didn't dare to live up to everyone's trust. He didn't dare to live up to his promise to this land. He had promised to protect this place, and although he did not swear to the heavens or burn incense with blood, those promises echoed in his ears like thunder, and he could never pretend not to hear them.

"Tell the brethren that we can only persevere to the end, and there is no way back!" Walking on the path stepped out by the goats, Li Xu whispered instructions to Zhang Jiang beside him. This sentence is cruel to everyone, since the departure, at least two dozen people have accidentally fallen into the mountain stream and broken their bones. But the phrase was very morale-boosting, and as soon as it spread from the center of the line to the ends of the line, the whining in the crowd immediately subsided by half. Since there is no turning back, there is no difference between complaining more and complaining less. If you have the strength to talk nonsense, it is better to use it under your feet.

"Stay the course and never look back. You can't hesitate, you can't show the slightest tiredness and confusion, at least not in front of the soldiers! After telling the brothers, Xuzi secretly told himself again. He vividly remembered the hardships he had when he first came out of the fortress, as if he would be so tired that he would vomit blood and die the next moment, but in fact, Anle County walked to the wet water, and he had to share the weight of the cattle in the middle, and he did not fall. Exhaustion can sometimes make a man grow faster, at least years ago, his own experience confirmed it.

The mountain road is rugged, and it disappears in and out of the thorns that have just regained its green. If it weren't for the fact that the guide who led the way guaranteed his life, many times, the soldiers even suspected that the front was a desperate situation that could not be entered or exited. Soon, however, the path covered by rocks and thorns revealed itself again, dispelling everyone's suspicions.

Walking this kind of road is a serious challenge to people's physical strength, and even the strongest man, walking for more than an hour, can't help but gasp for air. But the trails aren't all out of the ordinary, at least the scenery along the road is beautiful. Since sunrise to the present, everyone has seen at least two waterfalls formed by melting snow, and a dozen small pools condensed like pearls at the bottom of the valley. The waterfall fell on the stones, splashing a heavy layer of flying flowers and jade. The water of the pool responds to the roar of the waterfall with a very slight gurgling sound, and the sound of the palace and the symphony of the signs are mixed and played continuously between the mountains.

Even the least sensitive to beauty cannot remain indifferent to the colorful beads of the sun and the wildflowers blooming in the valley. Cheers and exclamations put exhaustion behind for a moment. Walking through a stone beam, the feeling of exhaustion and boredom regained possession of the human body. In the nests of the mountains, where the sun does not shine, the snow is haggard yellow. A few miserable white wooden stakes pointed to the sky alone, and when spring came, they completely lost their chance to regain their lives.

That was clearly a legacy of the last storm. Not far away, in the crack in the stone, there was still a piece of tree trunk that had not been cut to pieces by the Wind Blade and Frost Sword. The weeds poked their yellowish heads out from under the trunks, and a few wild mice that had woken up from their slumber jumped over the tips of the grass in panic and flew away.

In the memory of the mountain animals, they may never have seen so many people. The team couldn't see the edge at all, and it rose and fell like a giant python along the mountain. Crossing this team and standing on the edge of the mountains, there is another behemoth. The animals of the mountains are familiar with the latter, the Great Wall, which has been lying on the highest part of Yanshan since hundreds of years ago and has never woken up.

Only today, this serene grandeur has suddenly changed. The tail end of the northbound procession is facing the Great Wall, and from a distance, it may have just crossed paths with the Great Wall somewhere. They came from within the Great Wall, as if they were a branch of the Great Wall, and as if they were part of the Great Wall. Perhaps, they are the Great Wall itself, which has been sleeping for hundreds of years, and finally stretched out in the spring breeze and woke up late.

"What would the Master Coppersmith do if this happened to him?" Looking back at the rolling procession behind him and the equally undulating Great Wall in the distance, Xuzi asked herself again.

The master coppersmith will surely hide by some waterhole in the mountains, and walk alone. What he pursues is inner peace, not like himself who is so obsessed with the world that he can't let go! But can it really be peaceful then? Why is it that when the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is occasionally mentioned, the eyes of the coppersmith master are as deep as the water of the crescent lake.

If you plug your ears, you may not be able to hear the whimpering sound of this land. If you close your eyes, you may not be blind to the bloody reality. It is actually relatively easy to deceive others and fail others. The most difficult thing for people to face is often themselves.

Xuzi remembered that his two successive masters, whether it was Master Yang or the coppersmith, thought that he was too persistent and did not know how to be flexible, so it was difficult to "seal the marquis" in this life. In fact, he is now the prince of Boling County, the general of the hussars, far beyond the prediction of the two masters.

The choice of the master is not necessarily the right one. As an earthly person, he must bear the joys and sorrows, pains and confusions of the world. Just do it yourself! Perhaps there is a future waiting for you that others cannot predict.

Thinking of this, Xuzi laughed softly. He glanced back at the Great Wall stretching out in the morning light, and commanded loudly: "Blow the horn and tell the brethren to speed up!" ”

The sergeant at the front of the line was ordered by the commander to blow his horn loudly to remind the brothers behind to hurry up. You still have a long, long way to go, and you can't afford to delay. "Woo-woo-woo-" At each section of the team, some soldiers raised their horns in response-

The sound of trumpets quickly echoed through the mountains, first with a sound, then in a string, then in a piece. Suddenly, there seemed to be a horn on the top of the Great Wall, echoing the trumpet of the march.

Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo Under the sky and clouds, the two Great Walls, one horizontal and one vertical, seem to be moving at the same time. Be energetic and must be flamboyant.

The Great Wall came alive, and as legend has it, it woke up on its own one spring day.

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