Chapter 15 Riding
Magellan sat on the deck basking in the sun, his head swaying from side to side with the waves.
The big boat is going down the river, this is the fastest way to get from Wuchang to Jinling, along the river to the east, although the current is not rapid, it is better day and night.
The potted flowers were on the deck in front of Magellan's eyes, swaying slowly with him.
There was a strange brilliance in the green of the flower in the sun, and the fragrance of the flower was so light that it was almost imperceptible, but it was very clear.
On the deck, the people of the boat gang were busy with their business while quietly looking at the strange flower.
Since Wuchang, almost all the boats on the river are boat gangs, because of Bai Gongzi, they are not ignorant of many rumors, but the dragon is still too far away, and no one really connects the flowers in front of them with the legends.
Magellan gained a lot in Wuchang City, the most important of which was that he now knew that all the decrees in the entire Jiangnan came from the Jiangnan Xingyuan in Jinling.
The weather was nice, the river was a little muddy, and next to the big boats, there were several boats, all of which belonged to the boat gang, but the destinations were not the same.
Just as everything was coming to an ordinary warm afternoon, a small boat approached the big one.
Xiang Wu jumped onto the deck and walked in front of Magellan.
Next to him is a thin black dog.
"I've been thinking about what the appearance of Bai Gongzi and the Great Snake represents. Xiang Wu stood on the deck, like a tall pine tree, "It seems that everyone thinks that the big snake is a dragon, but I felt from the beginning that non-humans could not join the chaos." ”
Magellan didn't react, he still shook slowly, as if he had fallen asleep in the sun.
"Wuchang is the center of the world, I bet that the dragon must pass through there when it goes north, but I didn't expect to be right. Xiang Wu sighed slowly, "I looked at the corpse of General Jingzhou......"
Xiang Wu was interrupted by the sudden rush of memories and did not finish the sentence.
Every time he thought of that sword, it was as if he had poured the liquor down his throat in a winter night, and a freezing cold rose from the bottom of his heart, and then a raging flame.
He was shaking, but he didn't know if he was scared or excited.
Xiang Wu took a long package from his back.
"This is the relic of Guo Ziyi, the great son of the Mo family in the Tang Dynasty, a lance with a long lance, and the last thing my master gave me. ”
Xiang Wu's hand moved slowly on the long wooden pole, and he gradually stopped trembling.
"I don't believe in morality or conspiracy and debate to change anything, I don't want to slay dragons, but if you want to speak, I should naturally let you see the power of soldiers. ”
Xiang Wu lowered his body, flattened the lance, and faced Magellan with one end.
"Soldier Tianxiong, Xiang Wu. ”
Then Xiang Wu began to charge.
That actually seems a bit ridiculous.
He carried a weapon of cavalry, but he did not ride a horse, and his lance did not even have the head of a spear.
But he was still charging.
Once, soldiers were in troubled times, and they were willing to give everything for the victory of the war.
Now, the soldiers are a group of reckless self-proclaimed, and the vast majority of them have never even entered the barracks until they died.
There was not a day that Xiang Wu was not ashamed of this incident.
But now, on the way to the charge, he forgot everything, and there was only glory in his heart.
The lance pierced the river with the damp wind and came to Magellan.
Then Xiang Wu stopped.
One end of the lance rested on the tip of Magellan's sword, and the shaft bent into an exaggerated arc with the twisting crunch of wood.
It's this moment.
That is a trick that has been passed down for thousands of years by the soldiers, and it is also the only trick of the soldiers.
Countless thoughts flashed through Xiang Wu's heart, and at that moment, it seemed that there were countless of themselves, standing in a higher void overlooking this world and himself.
In his short life, Xiang Wu felt humiliated almost all the time.
That made him a genius and savior in the eyes of the soldiers, but this never made the shame in Xiang Wu's heart disappear for even a moment, even if it only took three years, he had learned all the classics of the soldiers at the age of eight.
Only at the moment when the lance in his hand was bent, Xiang Wu was able to forget everything and convince himself that his existence was not shameful.
The soldier inherits all the skills used to win the war, including the art of war, military law, discipline, ordinance, and training method, but does not include personal martial arts, because that does not help to achieve victory.
In addition to the usage of the horse war lance.
It was a myriad of complex techniques, but in the end, in battle, it was just a moment.
Just a prick.
Xiang Wu flew out upside down.
He landed on his back and slammed into the deck, sinking into the pit that he had smashed out.
When he was still in the air, Xiang Wu already understood why he lost, he was not without a hunch, but he never thought of giving up.
Xiang Wu struggled to get up from the broken plank, walked to the side to pick up the lance that had taken off, and then returned to Magellan.
"I lost. ”
Magellan didn't say anything, he had already put away his sword, and it looked as if it hadn't moved from the beginning.
"Farewell. ”
Xiang Wu knew that there was nothing he could do to stay here, and he didn't know what to do about the dragon and chaos yet, and leaving was the best choice.
The slender dog barked softly and followed.
In a small boat, Xiang Wu went ashore on a shoal, he was used to racing against time, and there was a bridge car not far from here.
Approaching the woods on the shore, the sunlight disappeared and a chill suddenly appeared.
Xiang Wu knew exactly where he was going, but he suddenly stopped.
The dog barked suddenly.
The leaves left dappled shadows on the forest floor, and the sound of footsteps of fallen leaves being trampled could be heard in the darkness.
A dark shadow pounced.
Xiang Wu bent down and made a move.
The mallet pierced a man, and Xiang Wu gently waved his hand and threw the body aside.
Then in all directions, in the shadows of the woods, countless men came out.
"Jiangnan Family ......"
"You soldiers, you have a good ability to take care of livestock. ”
Zhu Rang's face stopped at the junction of light and shadow, and his facial features were divided into pieces.
"You follow me. ”
"No, in Jiangnan, no. ”
Xiang Wu smiled sarcastically.
Jiangnan is the territory of Confucianism, not only there are three major academies, but also countless families, but in the final analysis, they are just a group of people who bully the soft and fear the hard, they can't control the victory or defeat, in the eyes of the soldiers, it can be regarded as non-existent.
"What do you want?"
A meaningful smile appeared on Zhu Rang's face.
"Nothing. ”
Then he disappeared into the shadows.
Footsteps began to approach.
Then a man pounced.
Then the second, the third, and then the hundredth.
Zhu Rang stood in the darkness and watched the chaotic shadows, waiting for death like a scavenging wild bird.