Don't worry about too many troubles, don't worry about what you didn't do yesterday, don't worry about the trouble you might get tomorrow, and don't worry about what your future holds.

I'm just relaxing my tired heart.

The soft sunlight gently brushes the face, and the cool breeze ruffles the hair on the forehead. Listen to the rustle of leaves behind you, and the birds of the forest let out their melodious songs.

The slightly drunken floral fragrance can't help but burrow into the nose, itchy, and people can't bear to give up this intoxicating fragrance.

Lying on the soft grass in the backyard and driving all the subordinates to the front, Mu Yi enjoyed the rare leisure after leaving the wind capital.

There is no bloody killing, no fatigue of hurrying, just a comfortable nap.

"Cher, did you say that one day you will become a big beauty?"

"What do you mean?"

"When I was a child, I often read some fairy tales novels behind my father's back, and there were many poor and down-and-out scholars who occasionally rescued some seriously injured fairy foxes. ”

The faint sound faded into obscurity, and the sound of thin, long breathing gradually flattened.

"And then, what happened?"

"Ahh You know what?"

"Speak human words, just like you, and be able to speak human words as a fox!"

"What happened? What happened next?"

There was a long pause before the lazy voice sounded again.

"You know what? These fairy foxes will later turn into human beings, into very, very beautiful fairies. ”

In order to repay the poor scholars for saving their lives, most of these fairies will promise to marry the scholars and love them for a lifetime. ”

"Is that all?

"O these fairies! Some of them, after giving birth to children for scholars, will turn back into fox bodies, leave scholars, and never see scholars again, leaving scholars and children to depend on each other for life, and be lonely for life. ”

"There are also some fairies who will be slashed by some old Taoist priests with more powerful mana, subdued and suppressed, leaving only the scholar alone, lovesick to death. ”

"Any more?"

"It's gone!"

"Really?"

"There really isn't any. ”

"Then what do you mean by that? Do you want me to become a human being in the future, and I will repay you for saving your life?"

"Wood, don't daydream! Don't say that I won't become a human body, and even if I do, I won't marry you. ”

"Beauty, beauty...", the voice grew weaker and weaker, gradually imperceptible, and finally disappeared completely, and then a slight snoring gradually sounded.

The noisy sound outside the tent was endless, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was sonorous.

Dragging the tired figure, Mu Yi returned to his tent.

The delicate and immature face of the past is long gone, replaced by a face tormented by life experiences. The resolute look covered the green face, and the tenacity carved into the young man's upright face.

Calling the guards to bring in a basin of water, Mu Yi immediately buried his head in the basin of clear water.

The cold ice water aroused goosebumps on Mu Yi's body, and he felt the gentle coolness of the water sliding across his face, and Mu Yi's body and mind were refreshed.

After blowing out a string of gurgling blisters, Mu Yi's head finally left the basin.

A stream of water slowly dripped down from the forehead and hairline, and with his eyes closed, Mu Yi let the water flow slide across his face, feeling a drop of water gradually condense between his chin, and then leave his chin and drip to the ground.

Then, Mu Yi picked up the water in the basin with his hand and rubbed it vigorously on his face a few times, but he didn't wipe off the water droplets on his face, just like that, Mu Yi lay back on the bed.

Only in this way did Mu Yi feel that the fatigue of the day had all left his body and flowed away with the flushing of the water in the basin.

It has been more than three years since I joined the army, and life in the army is completely different from the comfortable and regular life at the bottom of the valley before. The daily routine military drills are carried out rain or shine.

The daily battle formation drills, against the enemy, all of which require Mu Yi to personally lead the generals under his command to conduct arduous training.

More often, Mu Yi needs to lead these soldiers to fight brutally with the Bozhou army again and again. Every day, people die on the battlefield. Every day, people are dragged and moaning in pain with mutilated bodies, and these people are still relatively lucky, and many more are left in the slaughter field forever, trampled and practiced in a blur of flesh and blood, and there is no way to identify them.

Daily war is also secondary, sometimes, Mu Yi receives orders from above to carry out arduous tasks again and again, at this time, he often gives his life to God.

Most of these missions are extremely dangerous, some need to infiltrate enemy camps to reconnoiter and sabotage, some need to attract enemy forces into their own traps, and some need to cover the withdrawal of their own troops...

All of these special missions are life-and-death battles, with their own weak forces against the enemy's main forces, or directly interspersed with enemy-controlled areas. This is obviously the rhythm of death.

In fact, it is also true, each time, the team on the mission suffered heavy losses, and several times, almost all of them were wiped out.

There is no mercy, there is no forgiveness, either you die or I live, a brutal fight is on the verge of breaking out, and every collision costs thousands of lives.

At this time, what may be needed is the mercy of God, and what is needed is the favor of fate.

Under the crush of the war machine, no one can guarantee that they will survive to the end, and sometimes the deadly danger is not even perceived. How many times death has passed you without your knowledge, no one can say.

And Mu Yi is very lucky that he is still alive in this world today. I don't know if this luck will always favor him in the future, at least at this time, he is still alive. And to be alive is the greatest victory.

I don't know what the fate will be in the future, but being able to live forever is of course the best outcome.

I don't know how many times I have been in close contact with death, and every time I survived, Mu Yi has always been glad that his life is great.

Once, under the charge of the 10,000-strong team in Bozhou, the thousand-strong team of Muyi collapsed in one place. The defeat was like a mountain, and the routed army was under the brutal rush of the enemy, and it was difficult to organize effective resistance, and the enemy was surging in like a tide.

The galloping wildebeest soon overwhelmed the soldiers on foot, and it was a massacre, and the rain of blood in the sky could not help but sway into the air, bringing up a stump and severed arm.

Without any hesitation, aiming at a Bozhou soldier who was rushing towards him with a spear, Mu Yi did not retreat but rushed towards this cavalryman.

Sen Han's spear came straight to Mu Yi's chest, carrying the help of the wildebeest running, and this shot was extremely fierce.

Stopping sideways and letting go of the spear that stabbed him, Mu Yi immediately raised his right hand and tightly clasped the body of the spear, and then squatted and exerted his strength, and the knight who missed the blow took advantage of the horse's momentum to completely fly Mu Yi.

However, the results still disappointed him. Mu Yi grabbed the body of the spear tightly and jumped to the side and back, and the knight on the horse was unexpectedly dragged off the horse.

Hurriedly inserting the long knife in his hand into the chest of the fallen knight, Mu Yi picked up the spear, jumped on a rushing wildebeest, and fought to the death against the surging knight.

Although there are no generals who are too highly cultivated, the crowds of people are endlessly surrounding Mu Yi, and a knight is picked off by Mu Yi, but another knight flocks to make up for it.

The fight continued, and in Mu Yi's feelings, he had already beheaded no less than a hundred of the enemy's knights, but looking at the more and more knights around, a deep sense of powerlessness surged into Mu Yi's heart.

After colliding with the enemy again, the spear in Mu Yi's hand broke off from the middle. Sweeping away the incoming spears, he threw two short spears in his hand, and two more knights fell under their horses.

With his backhand pulling out the long knife on his side, Mu Yi once again started a melee with the enemy.

A broken spear head flew high, and the incisions that were as smooth as a mirror were neatly aligned, and the severed gun body on Mu Yi's body was pierced fiercely.

Although there was no gun head and the protection of armor, Mu Yi still felt the pain of drilling his heart. With his backhand, he slashed off another piece of the spear, and Mu Yi faced more spears coming in.

There are only 100 people left, and no matter how many there are, they can't kill anymore. Mu Yi only felt that his muscles were sore all over his body, and the long-lasting swing of the gun consumed Mu Yi's only remaining physical strength.

The shadow of the gun is like a forest, and the shadow of the people is like a tide.

Mu Yi struggled to support it, and he no longer had the strength to kill a knight, even if any knight was unable to kill him. Mu Yi could only defend passively and cut off the heads of the spears that came at him, so that these spears could not cause fatal damage to himself.

Time was passing, the pain was still continuing, and Mu Yi felt that he was no longer powerless to wield a knife.

At this moment, the reinforcements that had been waiting for a long time finally appeared from afar, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing shocked the hope in my heart.

The remnants of the soldiers regained their last fighting spirit.

"Inspector Mu, Major General Gu has invited you to go to the meeting. Suddenly, a voice sounded outside the tent.

Opening his tired eyes, Mu Yi slowly sat up from the bed. Immediately afterwards, Mu Yi rubbed his hands up and down a few more times on his face.

No longer feeling sleepy, Mu Yi got up from the bed, straightened the heavy armor on his body, and did not put on the armor, just like that, Mu Yi walked out of the camp tent and walked towards the major general's camp.

There was still a mess in his mind, and at this time, Mu Yi wanted to go back to sleep and then get up and have a good meal. But reality can't be changed.

Although many times Mu Yi looks at the rules and regulations in the army very casually, he is not willing to rely on the rules and regulations of the army. However, Mu Yi still respects her superiors and is unwilling to lose face.

Outside the major general's camp, two sassy female soldiers stood at the door, which was very eye-catching.

As soon as he entered the camp, Mu Yi was stunned when he saw the figure in front of the case.

"It's you!" a neat voice sounded from the major general's tent.