Netizens upload chapters The first chapter of the Fengyun will be cold-hearted (the first thing the soldiers saw was just a thin little boy who was quietly shrinking back, standing there stupidly without knowing whether to live or die, standing there without moving.)

The two of them were dusty, their clothes had long been unable to see their original color, their faces were also dusty, and even their facial features were faint.

The soldier who walked in front stretched out his hand and was about to grab someone, but when he saw the man raise his eyes lightly, he looked at him like that.

If you want to catch strong men, they are already familiar with this kind of thing. What kind of crazy resistance have you never seen? What kind of miserable plea have you not heard? They no longer feel that they will not be able to deal with it, and they do not feel that any strong man can escape from their palms.

This time, however, his hand was frozen in mid-air, unable to hold on.

He is also a veteran, several back and forth on the battlefield, killing people and taking lives, but he was seen to be weak for no reason. It was not that he was not surprised, it was not that he was not surprised, but his body refused to listen to his reason, and there it could not move, and did not dare to be rude to the man.

As if he didn't exist, the man turned around at will, pulled the reins from the other soldier's hand, and led the horse back and walked away.

The other soldier didn't expect this man to dare to snatch back the horse under his nose, and he also scolded angrily: "Damn, you ......"

Then, when the man swept away his eyes, he froze just like him.

Their captain rushed over, saying that all the horses of the people would be requisitioned and returned to the army during the war, and that the man would not be allowed to go. But he only had a face-to-face with that person, and he also became a soft-footed shrimp.

The two of them marched out of town. The soldiers were left in a state of trepidation, hoping that the general on the hillside would not see their cowardice.

Naturally, no one dared to laugh at the captain, but those two soldiers became a laughing stock in the army for a long time.

The two of them were very unwilling and wanted to say it to those people. You haven't met that person's eyes, how can you understand that his eyes are not fierce or even angry, but if you go up, you just feel that if you anger him, the consequences will be very, very terrible.

It's just that. Such an argument pales even to themselves.

Until one time, their battalion was filled with veterans who had survived the last war. When I heard people spitting and making fun of them, there was a veteran in the battalion who had just been incorporated and survived the last battle, coughing twice,

"What's this? Veterans rely on their senses and sometimes rely on their brains to be faster and more accurate. It's all people who have crawled in the pile of dead people, and if they feel that something is wrong and provoke others, it is not called bravery. It's called looking for death. People who don't have eyesight will die a worthless death. ”

Since then. They remembered the man's faint, disdainful anger. I was too lazy to get angry, so I just showed a little unhappiness, but I made people shudder for no reason, and finally realized that I was really lucky.

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Riding high horses, smiling at the rivers and mountains, and looking at the earth guarded by their own blood and sweat under their feet, that can be a song about wine. You can look up to the sky and roar. Riding horses and whipping rivers and mountains. That should be the joy and pride of the generals.

In the faded memory, there were many times when the sun was shining and singing generously. He followed the galloping world, white-robed and silver-armored figure, he used to be able to stand beside the heroic and elegant general, watch him and listen to him laugh at the rivers and mountains.

Standing side by side with such a person, looking at the thousands of miles of clouds, looking at the thousands of miles of Guanshan, and looking at the enemy camp in front of him, only the pride is infinite, and the people of the country, rivers and mountains behind him feel that they will not regret death.

With a slight pain in his heart, Zhuo Lingyun frowned slightly.

At the top of the mountain, he looked at the world of rivers and mountains in the hands of his army.

If Fang Hou is still there......

If Fang Hou is still here, how angry he will be and how he will rebuke me today!

No matter how high he stands, now he can see the ground, and it is no longer a picturesque river and mountain, but a dilapidated and desolate place. The military generals with swords and guns are no longer good men who defend their families and the country, but devils who destroy and kill.

He frowned and thought about it, then sighed again.

It seems that he has never seen Fang Hou get angry in his memory. When his subordinates do something wrong, he rarely reprimands. Most of the time, he would only glance at it lightly, and the reproach in his eyes was not so deep, but it was enough to make people sweat and regret it.

When his subordinates make mistakes, the first thing Fang Hou does is always punish himself first. Deduct your own money, set your own responsibility, and then investigate the mistakes of your subordinates. Later, everyone supervised each other not to do anything wrong, and laughed that they were afraid that Fang Hou would deduct all their money and food, and they would ask them to pay to support him in the future.

Thinking of the past, he smiled slightly. After laughing, it was doubly sad and sad.

"Don't worry, general, we will definitely be able to catch people."

"yes, we've laid a net, and she can't run."

"The general does not need to be sorrowful, everything has its own ......"

The people around him kept talking left and right, but no one knew that at this moment, his mind drifted inexplicably far away, and he didn't remember the fugitive at all.

However, such an unpredictable intention did not need to be known to his subordinates, he glanced at the only silent young general beside him, and his voice was smooth and soft: "Ziyun, it's not your fault, don't take it too seriously." ”

The young general lowered his head slightly, and only answered in a low voice, but he didn't say much.

Zhuo Lingyun smiled, and didn't say anything anymore, only looked at the gray and yellow eyes under the mountain, and said half-to himself: "This year, the disaster is very serious......

No one around answered, and after a while, someone whispered: "The general can rest assured, there is nothing wrong with the supply in the army, the general leads everyone to resist the enemy and save the country, and the people are bitter and tired, but they are also willing to rejoice." ”

Zhuo Lingyun chuckled lowly, looking at the staff member in a wide robe and big sleeves. These scholars always know how to explain despicable and shameful behaviors with high-sounding reasons.

However, he doesn't seem to have any qualifications to look down on them. After all, he is doing those shameful things. In the year of the catastrophe, he collected food among the people, knowing that the people were already unbearable, and forcibly recruited people. How could he, who gave orders, not know how miserable these orders would be for the people?

Looking down the hill at a small town in front of you. Maybe there, one of my soldiers, kidnapping someone else's husband and son......

Thinking like this, looking like this, seeing the direction in the distance, there are two people and one horse;

When the town came, he saw one of them on his horse and rode away.

He was not quick to move, nor did he rush his horse to gallop, but, for some reason, looking at it from afar, he felt that the movement was indescribably familiar.

Stunned, he blurted out: "Fang Hou? ”

However, his voice was so small that even Ziyun, who was closest to him, didn't hear it clearly, and raised his head in amazement: "Cousin? ”

He forgot to answer, and only looked into the distance.

Why did he suddenly miss Fang Hou like that, and he actually reached the point where everyone looked like Fang Hou.

Fang Hou, the eternal white robe and silver armor, the eternal white horse elegant, the person who always makes people feel that they will not be stained with the slightest trace of dust and blood even on the battlefield, even if he can imagine that he will come back from the dead, he can't imagine that he will be like this in the dust of servants, thin horses.

He told himself that he had seen it wrong, but he still couldn't help but want to trace the figure that was slowly disappearing in his sight, and wanted to think back on the memories of the past, which were gradually distant.

Those and his partners obeyed the golden years under the tent of Fang Hou, and the voices of those golden iron horses and golden stones were still ringing in the corners of his memory.

They fought for their country. They were proud of the blood they had shed on the ground, and after the bloody battle, they cried out to each other to see who was more wounded, proud of their bravery.

Loyalty, country, protection, responsibility, everything......

They believe all the beautiful beliefs and lies.

Extremely naïve. And yet, what a joy......

He is now in control, but he is so boring. Why exactly? Why, he became like this, why, his old rival, his old friend, Xiao Yuanfeng, who was once under Fang Hou's tent. Will it become so?!

His thoughts suddenly stopped, and at the end of his gaze, the figure that rode away had disappeared into the mountains and forests.

He looked around blankly, and all he saw was tiny, ant-like black dots on the desolate land. That's a blessing in life and death. They are all ant people who are controlled by him, a strong man.

Quietly closing his eyes, he could hear a dead sigh in his heart.

Fang Hou! He's ...... Years have passed!

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Seeing the soldiers coming, although Zhao Wangchen retreated, he did not panic.

There's Fang Gongzi here.

followed Fang Gongzi away, although he was confused, he had something to rely on.

If Gongzi Fang is here, he is safe.

Run after the horses, and once again leave the crowd, avoiding the cruelty and suffering of this world.

Once again, enter the mountain forest.

Life can go on like this, and he can follow him. It's been going on like this, and it's been safe and sound. Avoid the army and avoid the villages and towns from the path. Avoid all the disasters in the world, at the very least, avoid the capital.

However, after entering the mountain forest, Zhao Wangchen suddenly couldn't keep his composure anymore, he pounced forward, reached out and grabbed the horse's head, and pounced. Kneeling down in front of his son, he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Childe! Save us! You save the state of Chu! ”

The man on the horse was shocked. Stunned, he asked, "What do you say?" ”

Zhao Wangchen kept kowtowing: "Childe, I know that you are a powerful person, you are a capable person!" Please, save us, please, save us......"

There was no reason, but he decided that the man in front of him could save everyone. At this moment, he just wanted to cry out loud and cry bitterly, and he just wanted to cry out all the pain, injustice, pleading, and praying in front of him!

However, the man's response was surprisingly cold: "I'm sorry, I'm not a great good person, I'm selfish to the extreme." You can look for a savior to relieve your suffering, but don't look for me. Now I'm going to the capital to pick up an old friend of mine. Anything else, nothing to do with me. Since you're so crazy, you don't have to follow me in the future. ”

This time, there was no smile in Fang Gongzi's voice.

"Childe, I'm ......" Zhao Wangchen was about to say something, but he felt a gust of wind hit, and he was swept aside, and when he got up in a hurry, the man and the horse had already moved forward.

Zhao Wangchen couldn't care about the sore hands and feet, jumped up and chased desperately.

This time, the pursuit is not because you can live with that person, but you are as desperate as last time.

For he trusts his eyes more than his ears.

You say you're not a great good person. No, it's not. However, you would rather walk on the mountain road, rather walk in the wilderness and danger, than go into the crowd, and do not want to see the suffering of the world!

Along the way, it is inevitable to encounter people who wander into the mountains and finally die of hunger. As we move more and more into the center of war, such encounters become more and more frequent.

Can you really assume that other people's suffering has nothing to do with you? Then why, you sleep less and less at night, why do you stand alone in the mountains and forests on those cold nights, looking at the sky alone?

There is no way to avoid it again and again, and when you see those scrawny corpses, your words gradually decrease, and you still laugh the same, but your smile is getting colder and colder.

Fang Gongzi! You are certainly not an ordinary person, and if you want, you can save many, many people!

No matter who you are, no matter what your past is, I don't believe you can really have a heart like a stone!

Please, save us!

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This chapter is officially completed.,Although it's because of the problem of the new starting point.,It's posted twice.,But the number of words added up is not less.,Hehe,It's okay.。

In addition, I really don't know what's going on recently, my sister's family of four, including the baby, all have a cold and cough, and a pharyngitis attack, all day long in turn to take hanging injections, take medicine, my dad is also coughing dizzy, and now eat Chuanbei stewed pears every day.

I've been glad that I took medicine quickly for the past two days, and suppressed the cold last time in time, who knows that it's only been two or three days to be proud, and today I started to have a headache and sore throat again.

Oh my God, what a solar term, what a weather, what a day.

Headache all day without energy, after writing the first half of the chapter at night, I almost wanted to give up the text and not write, went to bed to rest, I really admired myself for having enough perseverance to write the second half of the chapter, so, everyone praised me for the first time with a cold sick work, depressed, tomorrow take a big bite of medicine, I hope to suppress the cold again. I don't want to start in April, and the update will be affected again, tears!

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