Sobi Lake is near, will Weicheng be far away?

It was quiet in the carriage, and Sang Sang glanced at Ning Que. Ning Que didn't respond, and made a decision in the White Pagoda Temple, he didn't even go back to the academy now, what did he do in Weicheng?

Sobi Lake is a relatively rare freshwater lake in the wasteland between the Seven Cities Walled City and the Golden Horde Court on the border of the Tang Dynasty, the bottom of the lake made of rocks, after countless years of erosion, extends to the west several openings, and the long lake body is connected, it looks like a comb, so it gets this name.

Caravans often stopped by the lake, so horse thieves often appeared here, and the battle for blood and money continued for many years, and I don't know what year it began, the caravans were gradually forced to choose more remote and difficult routes, and Lake Sobi became a gathering place and hiding place for horse thieves.

In the evening, the black carriage came to the outskirts of Lake Subi, and the sky was covered with clouds, which had obscured most of the sunlight, and the sky was already as dark as night, and in the distance you could see that there was already a fire burning on the lakeside, and you could faintly hear the sound of singing, and even the smell of barbecue and spirits.

The wheels crushed the dirt simple road in the dense forest of the rocky mountains by the lake, making a creaking sound, and it was very smooth to avoid the dark whistle left by the horse thief and come to the lake.

There are more than ten bonfires on the lakeside, and the bonfires are divided into three places according to the distance and distance, and hundreds of horse thieves are eating meat and drinking wine around the fire, which should belong to the forces of the three parties.

The horse thieves of the wasteland are the most cold-blooded and cunning creatures, extremely greedy. I never trust any outsider, especially my peers, and if these horse thieves met in the wasteland, they might have already fought each other, but that doesn't happen in Lake Subi, because that's the rule.

At the bottom of each campfire was a very thick piece of firewood that crackled softly. The flames are like a giant's tongue licking the tumbling roast sheep, and the fat dripping from the roast sheep is like the saliva of the invisible giant.

The singing and drinking order and the coquettish cry of the woman echoed on the shore of Sobi Lake. The horse thieves drank and played with women, and seemed extremely merry, but their swords and arrows were very close to their side. Ready to pick up.

The scimitars of horse thieves are generally not inserted in their sheaths, and under the reflection of the firelight, you can see mottled blood marks, some of which are still very bright, and I think that not long ago, there were caravans or lone patrol riders, and they died tragically under the knife.

In the past few years, the horse thieves have lived a very happy life, and the confrontation between the Golden Horde and the Tang Dynasty has been going on for a long time, and both sides are very cautious, so it is rare for a large army to enter the wasteland to clear it, and the pressure on the horse thieves is suddenly much less. Especially after the guy left, the horse thieves felt that life was incomparably better, and looked forward to continuing like this.

The happier you are, the more you have to cherish it, and the horse thieves also understand this truth, so there is less cannibalism between the horse thieves. There was no reduction in vigilance, so when the black carriage appeared on the shore of the lake, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

A lonely carriage appeared in Sobi Lake, in front of three hundred of the most cruel horse thieves, like a little white rabbit walking into a pack of wolves that had been hungry for countless days.

However, the horse thieves did not scream and rushed forward. On the contrary, they looked a little vigilant, and the leaders of the three horse thieves looked at each other through the fire, and they all saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes.

Lake Subi has long been famous, so neither caravans nor travelers will choose to stay here, and it is a strange thing for this black carriage to come from the wasteland and dare to go on the road alone, or even dare to come here.

A horse thief leader looked at the black carriage and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know who the distinguished guests are, but they will come to our poor people's shabby houses, and please come out to meet us." ”

The answer to the leader was a feathered arrow, and only a whooshing sound was heard, and a feathered arrow shot accurately into his brow, burrowing a bloody hole, and the leader stared at him, and fell to the ground and died.

The horse thieves around the campfire were in an uproar, pushing away the woman in their arms, holding their knives and standing up, especially the dozens of horse thieves under the command of the leader, who shouted loudly and rushed towards the carriage.

Whizzing and swishing, the sound of arrows was incessant, and in a very short time, seven or eight horse thieves who rushed to the front had an extra feather arrow in the center of their eyebrows, like a tree that had been cut down, and kept falling and slamming into the ground.

Ning Que stepped out of the carriage with the arrow box on his back, holding a boxwood hardwood bow in his hand, looked at the horse thieves who were stunned, and said, "When will Subi Lake become your place again?"

The night was dark, the bonfire was swaying in the wind, and the dim light fell on his black uniform, and also on his expressionless face, illuminating his eyebrows and eyes very clearly.

Sobi Lake is the nest of horse thieves in the wasteland, even if it is the border army of the Tang Dynasty, they must form a brigade to dare to come, but this person actually said that Sobi Lake is his home?

One of the horse thieves looked at his countenance, his brow furrowed and furrowed, as if he was remembering something to the whole, and suddenly, his face turned pale, and he remembered the bleak, stormy, and miserable time of a few years ago, and turned and ran towards his mount.

Running all the way, kicking and beating those subordinates who were still in a daze all the way, he shouted in a trembling voice: "It's all blind, hurry up, and follow me!"

The horse thieves by the campfire did not understand why the leader suddenly became like this, and thought to themselves, although that man had exquisite archery skills, but after all, there was only one person, could he still kill all the more than 300 horse thieves?

Another horse thief leader also thought about it at this time, looked at the young man next to the black carriage, his face was pale, and shouted sharply: "Hurry up, the woodcutter is back!"

There was a dead silence on the shores of Lake Sobi, and the expressions on the faces of the horse thieves became extremely strange, and the world seemed to condense, and then the next moment, with a terrible scream, the horse thieves came to their senses and fled.

"The firewood man! It's the firewood man in Weicheng!"

"Woodcutter!"

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In the unwritten history of Sobi Lake, the most famous person is not the legendary leader of the previous generation of horse thieves who hid ten thousand taels of gold at the bottom of the lake, but a Tang Army boy in Weicheng.

The Tang army cleared out the horse thieves. or the activity of pretending to be a horse thief to rob a horse thief, called firewood, and the person who performs this activity must be the best elite cavalry, generally called a woodcutter, or a woodcutter.

And since the Tang Army boy in Weicheng joined the firewood team, the firewood collectors in the mouths of the wasteland horse thieves. It became the only one who referred to the young man, and this was the woodcutter of Sobi Lake that the horse thieves had passed on by word of mouth.

The young man of the Tang Army did not rob the most silver, and he did not kill the most horse thieves. But it is definitely the object of the most feared by the horse thieves in Sobi Lake, and those bleak times are still the pain in their memories to this day.

Until the Tang Army boy left Weicheng. When they went to Chang'an City, the horse thieves of Subi Lake regained their courage and regained the pleasure of wielding knives in the wind and a happy life.

The woodcutter in Sobi Lake is a nightmare for all horse thieves, and no horse thief is not afraid of him.

When the news of Chang'an City reached the wasteland, the horse thieves knew that he had actually become a student on the second floor of the academy and the most trusted subordinate of the Tang Emperor, and that fear and even a somewhat deformed admiration complex suddenly climbed to the top, but at the same time they thought that the person was already a person from another world. It was impossible to go back to Lake Subi to deal with these relatively lowly horse thieves, so I was relieved.

Tonight, however, the woodcutters returned to Sobi Lake.

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Countless screams rang out on the shores of Lake Subi, women screamed, and the horse thieves, who were usually cold-blooded and cruel, were screaming like women. There was chaos around the campfire, the horses' hooves were hurrying, and in a very short time hundreds of horse thieves were leaving with their women like the wind, and the lakeside became extremely quiet.

In the process, none of the horse thieves dared to try to attack Ning Que. No one even dared to glance at where he was, looking terrified and even a little ridiculous.

Ning Que carried the boxwood hardwood bow to his shoulders, pulled the reins, and led the black carriage to a campfire by the lakeside, and then helped Sang Sang down from the carriage and let her sit on the felt left by the horse thief.

The roast lamb on the campfire is still dripping with grease and exudes an enticing aroma.

Ning Que would not be polite to the horse thief, took out a sharp knife, picked the best part, cut three plates of meat, and went to the bonfire next to him to carry two unopened spirits and handed them to Sang Sang.

Sangsang eats meat in small bites and drinks in large gulps, Ning Que eats meat in large gulps and drinks in small sips, and after a while, he eats the barbecue meat on the plate and drinks the wine in his bag.

Ning Que turned his head to look at Sobi Lake, which he hadn't seen for many years.

Sang Sang looked at his side face and said, "Aren't you afraid that the horse thieves will leak our whereabouts?"

"Sobi Hunan is the sphere of influence of the Tang Dynasty, whether it is the Golden Horde or the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, they dare not enter at will, even if they want to kill us, it should be the Tang people to kill. ”

Ning Que suddenly noticed that there was a pile of scorched wood by the lake, and there was a circle of stones around the scorched wood, and a whole leg of mutton resting on it, which looked like an altar, but he didn't know what god he was worshipping.

In his memory, neither the barbarians of the Golden Horde nor the horse thieves had such rituals.

In the distance, next to a campfire, a horse thief was so drunk that he was ruthlessly abandoned by his companions, and he didn't know what was going on, so Ning Que walked over and threw him into the icy lake.

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Agitated by the icy water, the horse thief suddenly came to his senses. Ning Que didn't have to make much effort, so he inquired about some of the things he wanted to know, such as the current situation in Weicheng, such as the recent situation of the Golden Horde, and also knew that the simple altar by the lake was a religion that had emerged in the wasteland in recent years.

The god that the religion worships is called the Immortal Heaven.

Ning Que had never heard of the name Changshengtian, nor had he heard of this religion, and after thinking in silence for a moment, he decided not to think about it anymore, and took out his sword and cut off the head of the horse thief.

His decapitation was fluid, as if he had repeated it countless times, and in fact, he had done it too many times, so it was more of a habit.

After cutting off the head of the horse thief, Ning Que came to his senses, he was no longer a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, nor was he a woodcutter from Sobi Lake, so there was no need to kill this person.

But if you kill, you will kill, and he will not have any guilt.

All the horse thieves have innocent blood on their hands, and they all deserve to die, and he let the three hundred horse thieves go before, because he is tired and in no mood now, and it is really difficult to kill them all.

If this horse thief dares to get drunk in Lake Subi, then let him die.

It is regarded as a worship or commemoration of the woodcutters to Lake Subi.

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