The singing on the side of the Qujiang Pond has not yet dispersed, Daizhou is in a hurry again, and before the New Year passes, Gan Mingcong rushed to Ningwu Pass.

It's ridiculous that the courtiers thought that there was no war in the New Year, maybe in the past, the Rong people rarely invaded in winter, but now it is different.

Now, there is one more person who wants to break through Daizhou more than the people of Birong.

After a fierce battle, the iron cavalry of the Rong people retreated like a tide, and the Daizhou soldiers also trotted back from the open city gate.

He was about to turn his horse's head when he was stopped by the silver-armored young man on the opposite side.

"Gan Mingcong, I don't think you're bad, why do you have to work for the surnamed Xiao?" The young man said with a grin, a handsome face like a knife and an axe, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes provoked bloodthirsty coldness.

Gan Mingcong pulled the reins, turned around, and sneered: "Do you want to learn from you to work for the Rong people?" ”

The silver-armored young man grinned and said, "Look at what you said, where did I work hard?" It's just taking advantage of each other! ”

Gan Mingcong hooked his lips contemptuously and said: "Yan Wangxi, your father has been fighting horses for half his life, guarding Daizhou, and countless Rong people have lost their souls under the knife, but you are willing to be a lackey of the Rong people, but you still have the face surnamed Yan?" ”

Yan Wangxi laughed and said, "Why don't I have the surname Yan?" Why shouldn't the faceless surnamed Yan be me? ”

He sighed fakely and said, "Do you know Gan Mingcong? I grew up to be nine years old, and I only saw Yan Huai three times in total! He promised me that when I turned ten years old, he would take me to train with the army, and I practiced martial arts and cavalry shooting for three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and I didn't dare to fall for a day, for fear of embarrassing General Yan——"

Speaking of this, the cynical smile on his face suddenly closed, and his eyebrows were full of anger.

"But I finally looked forward to being ten years old, and I counted the days at home, waiting for him to pick me up, and he! He was killed by a dog emperor! ”

His usual smiling eyes were blood-stained, like madness.

"Who the do you say doesn't deserve the surname Yan? Who is useless? My Yan Wangxi is still alive, and it was he Yan Huai who died! He is not worthy of the surname Yan! He is not worthy to be my Yan Wangxi's father! ”

Gan Mingcong wiped his face tiredly and said, "General Yan is a hero who stands up to the sky......"

Yan Huai has guarded the northwest for more than ten years, and Daliang has had no external troubles for more than ten years, which is the person he admired the most when he was a child, and it is also the source of his original intention to choose to practice martial arts.

When Yan Huai died, he also cried bitterly when he was young.

"This cannot be a reason for your treason!" The bright eyes full of sincere gratitude were in a trance, and his shaking heart suddenly calmed down, "The alien race has entered the customs, and the lives are ruined, and you are unfortunate alone, do you want the people of the world to accompany you in the misfortune?" ”

Yan Wangxi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes! ”

Before the words fell, Gan Mingcong's spear on the opposite side had already pierced in front of him.

He hurriedly leaned back, raised his gun to block, and said angrily: "Why did you sneak attack? ”

Gan Mingcong took the time to reply while stabbing sharply: "It's not a competition!" ”

The sonorous sound pierces the heavy mist, and when the twilight falls, there is a gentle coolness that invades the skin.

The snow fell and the red tassels gradually buried the corpses on the ground.

Yan Wangxi ran out of thin air for more than a dozen steps, and when he saw that he didn't catch up, he turned around again and shouted at him: "Gan Mingcong, what do you think you are protecting?" Is it worth it? ”

He didn't answer, and turned to gallop away.

Riding through the snow, he rushed into the city, and when the gate closed, he looked back and saw that the silver-armored young man had already disappeared into the snow.

The Yan family was slaughtered, and Yan Wangxi escaped alone, and there was no one to protect in his heart.

But he's different.

From Yan Huai, Wei Mu, to Lin Zhizhi, and now it's him, what they are guarding has never been the Xiao family's beams, the spring plowing and autumn harvest in the north and south of the river, the peace and joy of the people and all things, and the gentle "thank you" of the daughter in the boudoir.

Even if Xiao has no way, he will hold Daizhou.

……

In the battle on Chinese New Year's Eve, the Rong people were greatly injured and retreated into the desert, temporarily losing their traces.

Probably feeling safe, the DPRK came to order him to leave Daizhou with the Jingnan army.

When he returned to the capital, there were countless banquets and entertainment, Gan Mingjue was originally going to push it off for him, but he responded by mistake, but after a few banquets, he didn't meet the girl again and waited to ask Lin Zhizhi for news.

She's a boudoir woman, so it shouldn't be convenient to go out, right?

"You want to see Aruo?" Gan's face, which had been silent for many years, finally fluctuated.

After being surprised, he frowned: "What did you see her doing?" ”

Gan Mingcong looked at the Buddhist beads she was holding in her hand and said, "When I went back to Beijing last time, she asked me about my cousin, and I think she might want to ask." ”

Gan's eyes ached, he was silent for a while, and sighed: "In the past, Zhi Zhi loved her the most...... After he left, the kid ...... Poor ...... too."

She reminisced stupidly for a while, and said to Gan Mingcong: "I'll send someone to send her a message when I go back, and you don't have to make a special trip to see her." ”

Hearing her say this, Gan Mingcong became inexplicably anxious: "Auntie-"

"Mingcong!" Gan interrupted him with a serious expression, "That kid is not your good match, don't mess around!" ”

Gan Mingcong was stunned for a moment, suddenly blushed, and hurriedly said, "I'm not ...... I just thought it would be better to talk to her personally......"

"If not, you shouldn't have seen her!" Gan said, "She is already a big girl, after the New Year, it is time to discuss marriage, and if something comes out, it will not be good for you or her!" ”

Gan Mingcong walked out of the side courtyard where Gan lived dejectedly, and walked out under the guidance of the maid.

Suddenly, a faint voice came into his ears, and he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look for it.

He was familiar with riding and archery, and his ears and eyes were excellent, and he recognized her from a distance, and immediately turned his way and strode towards her.

"General Gan!" The maid's urgent persuasion alarmed the girl in the distance.

She turned to look at him, and her eyes lit up when she saw him.

Gan Mingcong suddenly stopped, watched her approach to him to a suitable distance, saluted in a proper manner, raised her little face, and her eyes were full of sparkling anticipation.

He finally realized what stupid thing he had done, and he appeared in front of her so excitedly, just to shatter the expectation in her eyes?

But his silence made the expectation in her eyes instantly turn into panic, and Gan Mingcong hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no!" I didn't inquire! ”

She was stunned for a moment, her face gradually calmed down, she saluted him, and said softly: "Thank you, General......"

……

In the nineteenth year of Yongkang, in the spring, Longxi rebelled, and the Guanzhong army was transferred to quell the rebellion, and Daizhou was finally left to him.

After getting Daizhou, he was finally able to let go and investigate Lin Zhizhi's traces.

Lin Zhizhi was killed in a battle against Rong, the Jingnan Army soldiers killed in that battle were 5,000, and there were too many bodies to be brought back, so the general Zhao Bingyi was the master and burned in Daizhou, and only brought the ashes back to Beijing.

Without seeing the corpse, many people don't want to believe that the person they care about is really gone.

However, Daizhou has always been under the control of Zhao Bingyi, and the Jiangnan Shi clan cannot intervene, until today, he took over Daizhou.

Time and fire were enough to destroy all traces, and he didn't know what else he could find, but he should always look for it, because there were still people waiting for him......

From spring to autumn, he really found clues.

"A total of 6,000 Jingnan troops participated in the war that year, and they were split into three, and Lin Zhizhi's one met Fumengcha as the vanguard, but after the vanguard, there was no army to help, and the 2,000 Jingnan army were all killed! The other two Jingnan armies were also used as vanguards, with heavy casualties, but only more than a thousand survived! ”

Wei Changhuai is talking about the battle situation of that year, which was reported by Zhao Bingyi, and also investigated by them for more than half a year.

Gan Mingcong knocked on the paper scattered all over the table, and his eyes were cold: "The people who cleaned the battlefield and saw the burning of corpses all said that more than half of the burned corpses were not wearing Jingnan Army uniforms!" ”

"More than half of the ......" Wei Changhuai's eyebrows tightened, "Where can more than half of these people go?" ”

"There are two places to go!" Gan Mingcong's eyes lit up.

Wei Changhuai also thought of it: "Xiao Liang? ”

At the beginning of the year, there was chaos in Longxi, which began with Xiao Liang.

Xiao Liang, from Longxi, claimed to be the son of King Ning, the grandson of the first emperor, and was supported by the nobles of Longxi.

The late King Ning, who was in charge of the Jingnan Army, if those Jingnan Army soldiers fled west when they were killed, and met the son of King Ning, it would be logical for him to take it for himself.

Now that Longxi is Xiao Liang's world, it is not convenient to investigate.

But there's another place to go, which can be explored.

The soldiers approached the city, the city gate opened, and they came out single-handedly.

Yan Wangxi was stunned and laughed: "General Xiao Gan has finally figured it out? Are you going to surrender to your brother Yan? ”

Gan Mingcong hooked his lips, the spear shook to the ground, and in an instant, thousands of arrows were ready to be fired on the city tower.

Yan Wangxi hurriedly urged the horse to take two steps back, and shouted, "Don't scare your brother, I'm out of range!" ”

Before the words fell, an arrow broke through the air on the city tower and rushed to the face.

Yan Wangxi was shocked, raised his gun, took a few steps back, and looked up, the archer was not Wei Changhuai!

Gan Mingcong laughed at him loudly: "Why did Yan Huai give birth to such a coward as you?" ”

Yan Wangxi sneered: "How can Wei Mu have such a nephew as you as a shrunken turtle?" ”

Gan Mingcong's face froze.

In the past half a year, he has not been depressed.

It's just that while appointing him as the general of Daizhou, the DPRK and the Central Committee also issued a death order, only strictly guarding it, and not leaving the customs.

Therefore, he could only go out of the castle alone.

Yan Wangxi looked at him twice and said with a smile: "Then what are you doing here?" Even if my people can't get into range, what's the use of you running out alone? How comfortable it is to shrink! ”

Gan Mingcong was too lazy to argue with him, and Gu Zi asked, "Four years ago, did the White Wolf Tribe capture a man named Lin Zhizhi?" ”

Yan Wangxi looked at him several times in surprise and asked, "Who is that person named Lin Zhizhi?" ”

He wanted to answer that it was his cousin, but the girl's expectant eyes suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but soften his voice: "He is a girl's brother, he has been missing for four years, and his sister has been waiting for him to come home......"

Yan Wangxi was dumbfounded when he heard this, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Oh, our General Xiao Gan actually has a sweetheart, you are so infatuated with your father and mother, do you know? I'm still going to show that you are a husband and a husband, and you can't open it! As a result, I ran out and asked my brother, hahahaha, it's ridiculous! ”

Yan Wangxi didn't intend to save face for him, so he shouted very loudly, and even the Rong people behind him laughed loudly.

Gan Mingcong looked at him, suddenly smiled with pity, and said, "Yan Wangxi, your relatives are all dead, of course you don't understand the preciousness of being expected to return!" ”

Yan Wangxi's smile suddenly closed, and his eyes widened and roared: "Gan Mingcong, you are looking for death!" ”

The spear was sent forward, and the mount rushed out.

With another scream, Yan Wangxi shouted and fired the arrow, and continued to rush towards Gan Mingcong.

Gan Mingcong met him head-on with a gun, and when he was staggered and confrontational, he stubbornly asked, "Yan Wangxi, have you ever seen her brother?" ”

Yan Wangxi glared at him, pushed hard, turned around and returned to the front of the formation, turned around and said, "I'll go back and inquire." ”

When he returned to Guancheng, Wei Changhuai greeted him and asked excitedly, "Do you have a sweetheart?" Lin Zhizhi's sister? ”

Gan Mingcong glanced at him angrily: "Can I say it's my cousin?" Yan Wangxi can't open his mouth? ”

Wei Changhuai was stunned, and thought, if it were your eldest brother, Yan Wangxi would also have to open his mouth!

After the autumn, Rong Wang Fu Mengcha attacked Ningwu Pass two or three times, and then gave up, and the news he obtained, Fu Mengcha seemed to be going to the west, and the west was a battlefield for counterinsurgency, but it was not a place where Gan Mingcong could go.

"Fumengcha here, there is no Lin Zhizhi!"

Yan Wangxi took the wine jar from his hand, poured it hard, and said with a smile: "It's no wonder that the Rong people want to enter the customs and loot, you don't know how difficult it is for me to drink a decent wine!" ”

Gan Mingcong glanced at him, took a sip, and said, "If you want to come back, I can guarantee for you." ”

Yan Wangxi laughed, laughing so much that the corners of his eyes were wet.

Outside the city, under the slanting sun, he was dressed in a plain robe gray and gloomy.

"Stop making trouble!" He wiped the tears that came out of the corners of his eyes and laughed, "What am I going to do when I go back?" Bow down to the enemy who killed your father? You say that I don't understand the preciousness of being expected to return, so do you understand the hatred of losing a loved one? ”

"I know!" Gan Mingcong lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "My little uncle was killed by the Rong people!" ”

"Nope! You don't know! Yan Wangxi said with a smile, "Wei Mu is called dying in battle, although he is still honorable to die, have you seen a general die like Yan Huai?" He was killed by his own people, you know that feeling? ”

Gan Mingcong was silent.

If Lin Zhizhi died, perhaps, he was not killed in battle......

Yan Wangxi lifted the wine jar and poured it into his throat again, then got up and smashed it on the ground hard, the wine splashed everywhere, and instantly disappeared into the dry soil, leaving only the fragrance of wine lingering.

"This wine is good!" He smiled, "But Lao Tzu is not rare! ”

He looked at Sekijo.

"From the day I left the customs, I swore that Xiao Daocheng would not die, and filial piety would not be removed! The beam is not extinguished, and I will never enter the customs in Yan Wangxi! ”

He strode on his horse, ran a few steps, turned back, and shouted at Gan Mingcong: "There is no Lin Zhizhi among the Han slaves of the White Wolf Tribe, either he has gone to another tribe, or he is dead, you go back and comfort your girl!" ”

I want to go and go back.

"Gan Mingcong! Brother kindly advises you! This world is not good, if you like her, take her with you, don't look back, people will be gone! ”

Gan Mingcong waved his hand at him, got up, and watched him disappear into the twilight before returning to Guancheng leisurely.

The guard chief Huai, who was waiting at the door, looked worried, and said in a low voice: "You have a private meeting with Yan Wangxi like this, and you are spread to the capital, for fear that someone will slander you and collaborate with the enemy......"

He raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips, and smiled: "Let them be dirty!" If I collaborate with the enemy, the girder will be long gone! ”()

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