Chapter Ninety-Six: The Night Rain in the Mountains, the Water in the Clear River is Red
Wang Jingluo poured the foot-washing water outside the tent, took a towel to wipe Xu Shi's feet, and vigorously wiped the old skin on the soles of the general's feet.
"According to my prediction, I'm afraid that the holy decree has already arrived in the Zhennan Army at this time, you said that we left so secretly, not to mention the violation of Tang Law and military discipline, what if something happens?"
"I didn't leave with the army, these more than 100 guards were the private soldiers who His Majesty rewarded me back then, but they came to the mountains to recuperate due to illness, where did they violate the discipline of the Tang Dynasty?
"Yes, you didn't say anything, why is my temper getting bigger and bigger now. ”
Wang Jing said with a little annoyance.
Xu Shi is indeed like a child now, seeing that he is annoyed, he laughed happily instead, and comforted: "Don't worry, I am a dignified general of the Tang Dynasty, walking in the border of the Tang Dynasty, can there be any danger?"
At this time, an urgent military situation came from outside the tent.
The army of the Golden Horde is heading south!
Xiling Temple ordered the world to cut down Tang!
There was a dead silence in the military tent, Wang Jingluo's face was ugly, and Xu Shi's face had long since lost his smile, and he returned to the majesty and calmness that the military leader of the Tang Dynasty should have.
"You go back to Zhennan Army immediately. ”
Xu Shi glanced at the dark and gloomy Kunshan outside the tent and said, "If the new emperor and His Royal Highness are not confused, the military order for the Zhennan Army to go north at this time should have arrived." ”
Wang Jing was slightly stunned and said, "What about you?"
Xu Shi said: "Since the whole world is fighting the Tang Dynasty, of course I want to go to Chang'an City to sit down・You don't have to worry about anything・Your Highness must have a will for me to return to the north as much as possible." ”
Wang Jingluo nodded, but he always felt that something was wrong, and suddenly thought of something, frowned and said, "Since the Xiling Divine Temple has issued an edict, they must want to be unfavorable to you." ”
Xu Shi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I said before, this is in my Datang territory, who dares to kill me, the general of the town and country?"
Wang Jingluo said: "What else is there that the Xiling Temple doesn't dare to do now?"
"I've been in the army for decades, don't I know better than you? Now that we are at the foot of the Kunshan Mountain, if anyone wants to be unfavorable to me, they have to come from the Qinghe County over the mountains and mountains, and the people in Qinghe County are not blind. ”
Xu Shi smiled and said: "And you have to figure out, although I am old, I am not so easy to kill, and there are not many people in the world who are qualified to kill me." ”
Wang Jingluo thought to himself that this was indeed the truth, and counted with his fingers, and really couldn't find anyone who could really threaten the old man, although the old man was very old, but he was still a very strong old man.
The military situation was critical, Wang Jingluo wanted to bring back the latest military order of General Xu Shida, and he also had to cooperate with the generals of the Zhennan Army to organize the matter of going north to resist Jin, so he left the foot of Kunshan Mountain overnight.
Not long after he left the mountain, Xu Shi put on his military boots, put on his armor seriously, and then walked out of the military tent, looking at the mountains and forests in the night, and slowly squinted his eyes.
The guards in the tent heard the whisper of the clash of armor and scabbards, and with great vigilance, they stepped out of the tent and came to the side of the general, asking in a low voice what had happened.
Xu Shi didn't answer, just quietly looked at Yeshan.
He really wanted to take these guards like Wang Jingluo did before.
But just as he had said to Wang Jingluo before, these guards were the private army given to him by His Majesty the Emperor, and they were loyal and unmatched, and they would never leave his side under any circumstances.
"There are indeed very few people in the world who are qualified to come and kill me. ”
Xu Shi looked at the quiet night forest, and said slowly: "Lord of the Xiling Divine Temple, the twenty-third year cicada of the Demon Sect, the sword saint Liu Bai, and those young people walking in the world・・・・・・ I always thought that these people would not risk their lives to kill me, let alone that it was you who came to take action personally." ”
A loud voice like thunder suddenly sounded in the night mountain.
"After the death of the master and the Tang Emperor, you are the last spiritual spirit of the Tang Kingdom, if I don't take action in person, won't it seem too disrespectful to you?"
When the words fell, the mountain shook, and the mountain rock collapsed down.
A giant chariot, crushed from the forest and gravel.
The veil on the chariot is heavy, and even in the dark night, you can see the tall figure that shines brightly inside.
The head of the Xiling Temple came in person.
On the side of the chariot are sixty-four Xiling guards.
"Before the battle of the wasteland, the master of the sect had not been in Taoshan for many years, and now he actually went deep into the Tang realm for me, an old guy who was sick and dying, and Xu couldn't help but feel a little fluttering. ”
Xu Shi's voice was like cold steel, breaking through the wind word by word, falling in the dark mountain forest, and exploding in front of the giant chariot: "But I still want to know, who will live tonight." ”
After saying this, he suddenly coughed twice.
Wang Jingluo was walking in the night forest.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked up at the sky.
Tonight there are clouds, no night, and the sky is dark.
At this moment, the rain suddenly began to fall, and the rain fell on his face, crackling.
The rain flowed into his mouth, and it felt a little salty and astringent.
Wang Jingluo turned around and ran towards the way he came.
When he rushed out of the night forest and came to a cliff, he saw the mountains and forests in the distance, flying sand and rocks, no matter how violent the night rain was, it could not hide the terrifying collision of heaven and earth.
Wang Jing slightly felt the breath of General Xu Shi.
He felt the general's aura dimmer and dimmer.
He fell to his knees in the rain and cried out heartbreakingly, "No!"
It was only at this time that he knew that the general had vaguely seen the direction of fate before, so he would let himself return to the Zhennan Army, in fact, to avoid this earth-shattering battle.
After the rainy night in Chunfeng Pavilion, Wang Jingluo joined the army and has been under the command of General Xu Shi. Over the years, he served the general like a nephew, and since he was a child, he was accustomed to being lonely, and began to like the noise of the barracks, and he even felt that General Xu Shida was like his father.
His chubby face grew thinner, his heart of the game world became quieter, he gradually understood that there were many other good things in the world compared to freedom, and they were also worth cherishing.
Yet on this rainy night.
All that good has been torn apart.
Wang Jingluo knelt in the pouring rain and cried bitterly.
After an unknown amount of time, he got up again, wiped the rain and tears from his face, and turned to run north.
He did not return to the Zhennan Army.
He wanted to return to Chang'an City as quickly as possible.
He wants to sue the people of Chang'an City.
General Xu Shida died.
The terrifying strong man who killed the general was heading towards Chang'an City.
And Qinghe County ...... Betrayed.
The scenery of Qinghe County is bright and elegant, the white walls and black eaves of the houses, the height and the Qingxi stone bridge, and the magnificent scenery elsewhere in the Tang Dynasty are very different.
The best scenery is still the Fuchun River.
The manors of the lords of Qinghe County are all located on the bank of the Fuchun River, and the Cui valve manor headed by it naturally occupies the most beautiful and winding stone bank and the most beautiful mountain forest on the riverside.
It's just that it is located in the southern wilderness, although the mountains and forests are beautiful, but they are far from being precipitous.
The small building in the depths of Cui Yuan was still as dim as before.
Old lady Cui handed the hot towel to her son behind her, looked at the six Haoshou old men in the chair, and sighed and said, "Haotian has mercy, before we die, we can finally wait for this unprecedented change." ”
One of the old men said calmly: "The so-called intention has been set many years ago by the ancestors of all ethnic groups, and the matter of recovering the country has not been forgotten, but some details still need to be carefully considered. ”
Old lady Cui said calmly: "Specific affairs, naturally there are children in the clan to carry out, my surname has lived in Qinghe County for many years, and there will be no problems." ”
"What the eldest brother said is very true. However, the children of all ethnic groups are seeking scholars for officials in Chang'an City, and the Li family will definitely not let us have the opportunity to take them out of the city, which is ...... What should I do?"
"The reason why His Royal Highness Li Yu trusts us, old men, is that he believes that we can't afford to be torn apart by the temporary turn, that is, he believes that we can't bear the flesh and blood of those clans. ”
Old lady Cui said indifferently: "However, she doesn't know my Qinghe County surname, since hundreds of years ago, she has been thinking about recovering the country wholeheartedly, it is not a temporary turn at all, and she can't imagine that in order to complete the great cause of recovering the country, don't say that the hundreds of children of the clan, even if there are many people who die, we will not hesitate." ”
Looking at the complicated expressions of those Haoshou old men, Old Lady Cui smiled slightly and said: "You don't have to start feeling sad in advance, as long as the war goes smoothly, the Li family may not only dare not kill the children of our clan for the sake of future plans, but even have to make good offerings." ”
"It's just that the war can really go smoothly?"
"Daomen has been planning for many years, the Tang people are arrogant and extravagant, and now the northeast border army has been destroyed, the Golden Horde has gone south, and the master of the sect has personally taken action, Xu Shi will definitely die, as long as Qinghe County opens the door of convenience, the army of Xiling Temple and the Jin army will wave their troops north, not to mention whether the Tang Kingdom will perish, but Chang'an City can no longer dictate to us. ”
"Speaking of which, I would like to thank the thirteenth gentleman of the academy, Ning Que, if it wasn't for him to protect the daughter of the Hades King, how could the dean be punished by heaven and die, if he hadn't killed the prince of Yan Kingdom with an arrow in the wasteland, how could Emperor Yan launch a national mobilization like crazy this time?"
Old lady Cui smiled and said: "Qinghe County will be successfully restored in the future, when a stone tablet is built on the bank of the Fuchun River to record this grand event, don't forget to add Ning Que's name at that time." ”
The small building resounded with the joyful laughter of the old people.
The history of the surnames of Qinghe County is longer than that of most countries in the world, and thousands of years ago, it was originally a loose country ruled by various lords in turn.
According to the clan etiquette, the Cui Song lords have always maintained a strong cohesion, and Qinghe County is managed by them like an iron plate, no matter how Chang'an City tries to divide and peel off, it can only touch the outermost layer of storage, and cannot penetrate into the core area of Qinghe County.
Today's Qinghe County and Yangguan City, from the city guards to the generals of the state army, to more than a thousand middle and low-level officials, are either the children of the lords, or the people who have a close interest in the lords.
Even the Tang Dynasty sailors, who were strictly guarded by the imperial court, were infiltrated very badly by the surnames of the Qinghe group, which cannot be blamed for the low vigilance of Chang'an City, the sailors recruited soldiers, and naturally the people of Qinghe County were mostly recruited, and the people of Qinghe County were not so much Tang people, but rather the descendants of the lords.
With the passage of time, those once inconspicuous ordinary officers and soldiers of the Navy Division, staying up with qualifications, accumulating military exploits, and gradually obtained relatively important positions, although the high-ranking generals of the Navy Division were still all appointed by Chang'an City and transferred from other places, but the middle and lower ranks of the Navy Division were no longer able to get rid of the control of Qinghe County.
One day in the autumn of the eighteenth year of the Apocalypse.
It is still raining heavily at the western foot of the mountain, while Qinghe County in the east is sunny and the autumn breeze is cool.
The Yangguan City Guard Mansion summoned all the officials to discuss the important matter of gathering troops and cooperating with the naval division to defend against the invading enemy from the south.
All officials were on call.
After a few dishes of tea, Zhong Dajun, a soldier of the Yangguan City Guard, joined the army, and walked in with a smile on his face.
The gates of the castle guard are closed.
The officials looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.
Zhong Dajun waved his hand.
The castle guard's mansion resounded with angry rebukes and painful wounds.
Blood stained the bluestone slabs red.
Almost at the same time.
The surnames of Qinghe County invited the generals of the Tang Dynasty Navy Division to go somewhere on the bank of the Fuchun River to discuss the war.
Blood stained the Fuchun River red.
No matter how powerful the lords of Qinghe County were, it was impossible to wipe out all the officials and generals and captains loyal to the imperial court, so in that sunny autumn, many battles broke out in Qinghe County and Yangguan City.
According to later statistics, a total of more than 300 Datang officials were beheaded, more than 1,000 Datang sailors died from the main general to the auxiliary soldiers, and more than 1,000 were escorted to the coal mountains in the lower reaches of the Fuchun River for hard labor.
In the case of rebellion, one side has planned to wait for a thousand years, and the other side has no idea, so the outcome is determined early, and the only thing that may affect the outcome is the people's will.
The sentiment of the people in Qinghe County is complicated.
They are accustomed to the fact that the lords are the real heavens, and they have an undisguised sense of superiority and contempt for the Tang people of other states and counties, and they do not have any good impression of Chang'an City.
But after all, they have lived under the rule of the Tang Dynasty for so many years, and when the Tang people have been in power for so many years, they have felt the glory of the Tang Dynasty countless times and are proud of it.
Right now...... But you want to betray the Tang Dynasty?
Especially those young people of Qinghe County, and even some of the young sons of the lords, couldn't accept this matter at all, and couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.
However, just as they were about to make their voices heard, their old grandfather and stern father appeared in front of them, dragged them back to the ancestral hall, made them kneel in front of the ancestral tablet, and began to tell the sad history of the death of Qinghe County many years ago, and remembered the glory of the old days with tears in their eyes.
The young people of Qinghe County have not forgotten that period of history, but they love the Tang Dynasty more, and they love to be a proud Tang Dynasty person more, so the words of their fathers have no power for them.
However・・・・・・ can they raise their swords and slash at their loved ones?
In the autumn of the eighteenth year of the Tang Dynasty.
The Master ascends to heaven.
The emperor died.
The college is closed.
The Northeast Frontier Army was destroyed in the Battle of Chengjing.
The Court of the Golden Horde went south.
Qinghe County mutinied.
The Xiling Temple and the tens of thousands of troops of the Southern Jin Dynasty came in a mighty and mighty way, covering the sky and the sun.
Xu Shi, the general of Zhenguo, died in battle.
Immediately afterwards, the army of the Moon Ring Kingdom entered the Green Ridge.
The whole world is in the Tang Dynasty.
Datang seems to be doomed.
At this time.
There was a young man dressed in black, walking in the depths of the wasteland.
He had just woken up.
Every night after waking up, he was talking to the moon.
He misses his teacher and wife.
He didn't know what was going on in the world.
If he knew, would he be able to change this qiē?