"Who's to say it's not, whether you win or lose, it's worth the loss." Gu Quanzhen said with emotion.

"I saw a group of recruits on campus today, I don't know where they were recruited?" Cang Jiuyao asked about this matter again.

Speaking of recruits, Gu Quanzhen asked Cang Jiuyao with a smile: "Do you still remember, you said before that if a big war is about to start and there are not enough soldiers, even if you are a prisoner on death row in prison, the beggars under the eaves can fight?" ”

Cang Jiuyao smiled and nodded: "Uncle Gu still remembers this. ”

"I remember, not only do I remember, but the general also remembers."

Cang Jiuyao even understood: "You mean that these recruits are all death row prisoners and beggars?" ”

Gu Quanzhen bowed: "Although it's not all, it's almost the same." ”

Cang Jiuyao nodded lightly, but there was no expression on his face.

"What? Got something on your mind? Gu Quanzhen saw that Cang Jiuyao's smile suddenly faded, and couldn't help asking.

"Nothing." Cang Jiuyao shook his head.

"Is there anything you can't tell me?"

Cang Jiuyao lived in this military camp at a young age "when he was a child", and he only faced war and death every day, and Cang Wensheng was naturally not a good father who was good at talking to his daughter.

So for a period of time, Cang Jiuyao didn't speak almost all day long.

Later, Gu Quanzhen found out about this, so he talked to Cang Jiuyao about something, sometimes the old one was just some interesting things in the barracks, sometimes Gu Quanzhen would tell Cang Jiuyao some interesting stories that he had seen when he was fighting in the south and north for so many years, or privately said some embarrassing things about Cang Jiuyao to make Cang Jiuyao happy.

It was from that time that Cang Jiuyao, who was so withdrawn that he didn't associate with anyone, began to chat and talk with Gu Quanzhen. I often talk about what I see and think.

At this time, Cang Jiuyao gently turned the tea cup in his hand, and after a long silence, he still shook his head: "I can't tell you how I feel." I just think that this battle is a bit ......."

Cang Jiuyao didn't know how to describe the feelings in her heart, and shook her head again: "When there is no one available, we have to use those death row prisoners and beggars." ”

Cang Jiuyao didn't say any more.

Gu Quanzhen wanted to say a few words of relief, but he opened his mouth, but he had nothing to say.

They are all people who are at the center of the war, and there are some things that only they can understand.

After being silent for a while, Gu Quanzhen said: "It would be nice if there was a master who could make this country stop fighting." ”

As he spoke, he chuckled to himself: "But from then on, my old bones will really be useless." ”

"If you really don't need to fight anymore, Uncle Gu will follow me, when the time comes, you will live with my father and General Zuo, and when you have nothing to do, you can drink tea and play chess, and you can still fight when you are idle and bored, how carefree."

Fantasizing about those good things can also make people happy.

But after the fantasy, there is still the need to face the cruelty of war.

That night, Cang Jiuyao and Gu Quanzhen chatted late.

From a long time, to small talk, to the army, and finally to the Northern Frontier Army.

One old and one young, each with a candle in front of them, looked at the map in front of them and expressed their opinions, looking for the most advantageous and labor-saving way to deal with the northern Xinjiang.

Gu Quanzhen said: "Do you still remember what you said when the Northern Xinjiang army was about to attack our Jiayun Pass? ”

"Uncle Gu, do you mean ......?"