In a covered carriage pulled by four tall horses with dark coats, the man has a golden crown and his hair is tied up, and his eyebrows are picturesque. Leaning on several cases with his hands.

He held a silk silk in his hand, on which were written three slightly larger characters of Cang Luochen, followed by dense small characters, which recorded all the military exploits of Cang Luochen from joining the army at the age of five to now.

The man's hands are beautiful, the ten fingers are slender and white, the bones are distinct, and even the nails are round and full of pink. His index finger and middle finger pointed at the three words Cang Luochen, as if he was thinking about something.

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And Cang Luochen outside the carriage stood alone for nearly half an hour in a daze.

Suddenly, I heard someone behind me shouting, "What's that!" ”

Cang Luochen turned his head and looked in the direction of the man's finger, only to see a wisp of black smoke slowly rising and gathering without dispersing.

It's a beacon!

Beacon Fire was used to exchange war information between checkpoints and stations in ancient times.

Cang Luochen looked at the direction and determined that it was Yuyang Gorge.

Yuyang Gorge is a sub-guard post station outside Jiayun Pass, and there are no more than 1,000 troops stationed at present.

Cang Luochen couldn't care about the six princes at the moment, so he turned around and strode towards his fifty soldiers.

"Where are the scouts?" Cang Luochen's voice was not loud, but it had a tendency to stretch.

Cang Luochen has no grade or level, but no one obeys the order, because there are countless people who have been saved by her on the battlefield for so many years, so everyone obeys him.

Seeing the beacon fire in the distance, the soldiers were prepared, and the scout immediately stepped forward to receive the order. Ordering the scout to investigate, Cang Luochen looked at the beacon fire thoughtfully, his eyes were deep.

Everyone knew that seeing the beacon fire must be a war.

Several people whispered in private: "Isn't there another fight." ”

"It's hard to say."

Wang Mu answered on the side: "Fight and fight, Lao Tzu has not killed for some days, and his hands are itchy." ”

Cang Luochen listened and kicked Wang Mu's ass: "What so much nonsense." ”

Wang Mu is still a rookie, and he has only been on the battlefield once or twice, and it is not a big war. There is no fun in guarding the border all the year round, and everyone will compete in martial arts and wrestling together to have fun when they are idle.

Wang Mu had just joined the army at that time, and the newborn calf was not afraid of the tiger to compete with the veterans. During the competition, they like to gamble something, but they are not allowed to gamble in the army, so someone suggested that those who lose should take off their clothes.

Wang Mu's body is strong, but it is only brute strength, where can he compare to the veteran who has been trained all year round, so he naturally lost several times in a row, and in the end he only lost a pair of obscene pants. is shirtless, full of tendons, but he has to continue to compare. In the end, he finally pressed the veteran with a tenacity.

Cang Luochen happened to pass by, looking at Wang Mu, who was only wearing a pair of obscene pants in the cold winter, and felt that this kid was interesting, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers and had the strength to not admit defeat, so he often promoted him intentionally or unintentionally.

The two have had a lot of contact, although Wang Mu knew that Cang Luochen was not as unapproachable as it seemed on the surface, and belonged to the type of cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he was still a little afraid of Cang Luochen. This kid is full of ruffians, he dares to talk to Gu Quanzhen, the general, but he doesn't dare to talk to Cang Luochen.

Kicked by Cang Luochen, Wang Mu rubbed his buttocks and smirked at her twice, and continued to work.

But Cang Luochen couldn't laugh, counting the days, there had been no war for two whole years, although he knew that this stable day would not be too long, but it was too short.

Suddenly, today's flames are soaring, could it be that the days of endless killing are coming back.

Cang Luochen couldn't help but grasp the scimitar on his waist.