The white-headed carpenter with a broken hand and a lame leg walked up to the watchtower with difficulty, looking at Gu Changan who was standing on the tower.

I remember that when Chang'an was four years old, he shouted to wear snow-white clothes, a little doll less than the height of a stool, wearing white clothes all day long to show off his might in the city.

Old Madam Guo laughed at him: "You also want to learn from Chen Qingzhi of the Southern Dynasty, thousands of troops and horses to avoid white robes?" ”

Xiao Chang'an raised his immature cheeks and said, "I will be braver than him!" ”

At that time, thousands of old soldiers in the city were amused, and they scolded and gave them the nickname of "bragging about Chang'an".

"Fellow comrades, he didn't brag." The carpenter stroked the city wall and stared at the heroic soul of the Anxi army in the sky.

He is a hundred times braver than Chen Qingzhi!

But he doesn't wear a white robe anymore.

Quietly staring at the man outside the city, wearing a bright red dress, perhaps because Mrs. Zhang's cutting skills have regressed, the cuffs and waist are very spacious, and they are like a red dress on their bodies.

"Grandpa Qin." Gu Changan raised his head to greet him.

Carpenter Qin squirmed his lips and stopped talking.

"I'm not crazy." Gu Changan smiled and explained, "I want to have a more festive atmosphere on my body." ”

Carpenter Qin shook his head and walked to his side: "We're not afraid that you're crazy, you shouldn't bear all this." ”

If you stick to the lonely city for another ten years, the Central Plains nation can attack and defend and change shape, and Chang'an will definitely be ambitious.

If you slaughter 200,000 barbarians, you can hold this territory forever, and Chang'an will kill more and more vigorously.

There's no hope in sight!

A person holds a torch in the dark, walks a long way and still can't see his fingers, wants to retreat but can't retreat, wants to lie down but is afraid that the torch will go out, only numbly hold it and continue walking.

What torture it is.

Carpenter Qin paced over, took his blood sword, and said in a warm voice:

"You're too tired, take a day off and go for a walk."

"The barbarians will raid at any time." Gu Changan vetoed.

"After a few months of no movement, will it be today? Besides, the barbarian army is pulling, and there is a sound hundreds of miles away from the lonely city, and you can't fall down if you go to relax! ”

Carpenter Qin roared.

Gu Changan was silent, his long hair scattered to cover his confused eyes.

"Chang'an, you haven't really been out of the city." Carpenter Qin tilted his head and forcibly held back the old tears.

How sad this sentence is, except for going out of the city to kill the enemy, this heroic man has never left Qiuzi City in his life.

"Today, live for yourself." Carpenter Qin patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly:

"You are the captain of the team, old man, I am a centurion, this is an order from the superiors!"

Gu Changan hesitated for a long time, and finally advised: "Grandpa Qin, if there is any sign of the enemy, blow the horn immediately." ”

"Go ahead." Carpenter Qin pushed him.

"Or beat the drums, I won't go far, if there are barbarians, you must let the relatives in the city hide in the cave first, you remember to check the city gate."

Gu Changan chattered.

"Mother, the old man is crippled, and he is not stupid." Carpenter Qin kicked over.

Maybe it's the muddy consciousness that needs to be saved, or maybe Gu Changan also wants to be selfish once and live for himself once.

He left the watchtower, led a horse, turned back in three steps, and rode through the yellow sand.

Staring at Chang'an's back, Carpenter Qin couldn't help but burst into tears, the young man should be so chic and presumptuous, but a city imprisons all the dreams of the young man.

……

"Happy!"

In the boundless desert, the red figure galloped like an arrow with a bow, and Gu Changan had a long-lost smile on his face.

The free and loose wind, the sunset is especially gentle, and it seems to him to be particularly romantic, running tirelessly, as if taking the world into his arms.

Sightseeing all the way, in the evening.

Gu Changan came to an empty town, where the house collapsed and was buried in yellow sand due to decades of desertion.

There is a temple standing at the entrance of the town, with several steles erected, and a statue of a martial artist in the Central Plains, and Gu Changan was attracted by him.

Lines of small characters are carved on the stele.

[Today's committee has sealed the territory for thousands of miles, all of which are the king's land, and the concubines of the ten thousand families are all Mutian Khan's grace, and the public opinion is cowardly, and the guilt of Jing is guilty, and the sun and the moon are shining, and the extra-wide axe is punished. 】

The statue is none other than Hou Junji, one of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion.

Gu Changan can imagine the picture of two hundred years ago-

The king of a certain country in the Western Regions wagked his tail and begged for mercy, flatteringly cast a table, and ordered General Hou to carve a bronze statue.

In the past, the soldiers of Shenzhou were prosperous, and all nations surrendered.

Now the collapse is barbaric and deceitful.

Gu Changan stood for a long time, and then looked at another stele, probably left by a pawn before he died.

[My generation was born in the Tang Dynasty, blessed by the peaceful and prosperous era of the Heavenly Dynasty, there was no military disaster when he was young, he did not experience famine, he was called by the Son of Heaven to defend the border here for the Heavenly Dynasty, and he fought against the prestige of the Heavenly Dynasty to protect the safety of one party]

[Although the world is big, behind my generation is Chang'an, why not be afraid of barbarianism]

Gu Changan's fingertips poured out internal qi, and he bent down to cast words under the stele.

"Today, Shenzhou is unfortunate, the barbarians are favored by the way of heaven and are arrogant, and their comrades die bravely in battle, and I am instructed to stick to the territory of Gu Chang'an."

"Thousands of miles of desert, alone."

"Although I didn't go to Chang'an to be rewarded by the saint, I didn't see the prosperous Central Plains, I didn't experience the majesty of the country, and I didn't accept the glory of the warrior."

"But I won't retreat, before I die here, the barbarians don't want to step into the territory of China!"

Gu Changan left.

He hoped that the Han people in later generations would be able to turn over this stele, knowing that a long, long time ago, there was a fool named Gu Changan who had been persevering.

……

The mountain and the moon are pillows, and the thin dew is used as a quilt.

The desert was cold at night, and at the foot of the bare mountain, Gu Changan pillowed his arms and looked up at the starry sky.

He had never felt such a relaxed mood before, and his soul broke free from its shackles and was free.

"Wow!"

At the top of the mountain, a young eagle was thrown down by the mother eagle and struggled in the air.

"Learn to fly." Gu Changan looked at the little eagle tightly.

The chick chirps and falls, and the mother eagle hovers in the air indifferently.

Desperate eagles screamed, seeing that they were about to fall to their deaths, they fluttered their wings in mid-air, their movements stiff and obscure, but with their innate talent for flying, they soared into the sky for the first time.

The two eagles, one large and one small, flew in unison and slowly disappeared from Gu Chang'an's sight.

"There is still hope for everything until you die." He muttered to himself.

Suddenly.

The wind is blowing.

Torrential rain poured down.

Birds and birds migrated within a radius of hundreds of miles, a terrifying wind howl sandwiched the size of a fist of raindrops fell for no reason, and the red robe stood alone under the night sky, and waves of air swept in, as if the curtain of wind and rain only covered one person.

A short period of freedom can often come into contact with the shackles of the soul, and the comfort in the numbness resonates with the power of heaven and earth.

Break the border!

The shallow knowledge of the old world made Gu Changan ignorant, and it was difficult for him to understand what was happening to him.

The only thing he is sure of is that in the face of the next barbarian siege, he has a stronger strength to resist.

and even more frantic killings.

……

The Gobi Desert is densely populated.

The ironclad warriors set up control checkpoints, the swordsmen with high martial arts patrolled back and forth, and the caravans with "grain" banners were strictly checked.

"Do you have to go?"

The blonde military general with a black armor and a halberd stared indifferently at the fat and panicked proprietress .

The latter said in a trembling voice: "My family's imperial merchant named in the Holy City has complete identity documents. ”

"Do you have to go, I ask?" The military general roared angrily.

The proprietress has a submissive attitude, but her determined eyes show her attitude.

On the surface, it is food, but in fact, it is selling jewelry, spices and pearls, and it is all booked by the magnates of the Holy City, and it is miserable if it is not delivered later.

The military general frowned deeply, he knew very well what the business was, the record of the fat woman was very clean, and he had not made any trouble in twenty years of trade.

"You can pass, the rest of you have to go back." He grimaced.

The proprietress twitched, "Don't you think it's ridiculous that I'm going to do things alone?" ”

Syllable!!

The blonde military general directly waved his palm the size of a fan and threw the woman away.

"Ridiculous?" His eyes shot at him.

The proprietress curled up on the river beach and cried, the caravan guys were silent, Liu Shang's face was tense, and the pain of his fingers embedded in his palm kept him calm.

Five thousand miles!

Huge bribes, negligent checkpoints, the caravan has managed to travel five thousand miles.

"Heaven bless, God bless......" he prayed frantically in his heart.

"Alright." The hooked nose in a fancy costume walked up to the military general and whispered a few times.

The general's jaw.

"I want an explanation!" The proprietress rolls on the ground, she has never experienced such a cruel and high-risk rule.

She also knows a lot of powerful people, she is not a cat or a dog!

"When do you need to explain to a little person like you when you need to sanction your lord to guard the territory of seven thousand miles?"

The military general looked down at her condescendingly, and then said coldly:

"Except for you, cut off their tongues!"

Hundreds of men turned pale, as if struck by lightning.

Liu Shang was dizzy, and his heart was as hard as iron and stone in an instant, as still as water.

"No, you want the Holy City to ......" The proprietress said halfway, and the military general stepped like a meteor, kicking her a few feet away.

"If you want to pass, just do it!!" The generals shouted.

There was a sudden rumbling sound, and the thugs rushed into the caravan and pushed the men down to the riverbank.

"Kai En!"

It was useless to beg for mercy, and the tongue, purple from clenching teeth, was brutally cut off, and the blood quickly confused the river.

Wails and shrill roars followed, and soon fell silent.

Liu Shang hadn't fainted yet, his lips trembled, staring at the executioner.

With a deft turn of the dagger, he swirled the soft tongue down.

It was as if it had pierced the heart, and the pain was so intense that the whole mouth lost its sense, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The things in front of Liu Shang began to slowly blur, and watching his tongue being kicked into the river by the brute, he closed his eyes and smiled softly.

The barbarians are scared!

Hahahaha, the barbarians are afraid of that man in the lonely city!

The barbarians are afraid of the great national belief and the Chinese spirit that stands tenaciously in the dark!!

It is because they are afraid that they will be ruthless!

My tongue is valuable, it has allowed me to pass safely through the strictest level of the Seven Thousand Miles Territory, and it has brought me one step closer to the Jade Gate Pass.

The dawn of dawn is ahead, and without a tongue to write by hand, sixty years of solitude will never be forgotten.

I will definitely go to Chang'an!!

……

Adjudicator's Residence.

The atmosphere is as stiff as iron.

Yue Jiuling's silver silk was meticulously combed, and the light application of powder Dai covered up the wrinkles on her face, and she regained her former vigor.

"Grandmother, the three Great Masters have arrived." Yueya forcibly suppressed her excitement, but her voice still couldn't help but jump.

The time has come!

That Hannu is the nightmare, the haze that hangs over the family's head, and that lonely city is the most humiliating mark of the empire.

Everything is ready, and it can finally be completely buried!

"Tomorrow I will go on the expedition!" Yue Jiuling said coldly.

"How many soldiers?" Yueya asked.

Yue Jiuling's brown eyes were full of strong hatred, and she said word by word:

"Twelve thousand!!"

Yueya's expression froze, and she lost her temper almost instantly.

The old woman, who was known as the witch of the empire, slowly clenched her fists at this moment and swung it out again.

"It's all in one battle!!"

……

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