Yi Chuan couldn't tell how long he had been in the fence he had built.

He only knew that he had been indulging in the menial work of mortals lately, and he seemed to have come to understand more and more how valuable it was to concentrate for both ordinary people and cultivators.

Mr. Li Zizhi and ascetic are the same, but with the addition of Yi Chuan, their labor volume has declined a little in recent days, and the two of them have nothing to do and actually began to focus on tea tasting, but what they said when tasting tea was that the parents around them were short.

On this day, as before, the two of them drank inferior tea, leaning on rattan chairs and chatting in the fence yard, but today it was not the parents who were chattering.

"Sir, it has been proven that hard-working people can make a good living. ”

"Yes, if it is said in the Tang Dynasty, I agree with this point of view, but in the Western Regions, not necessarily!"

"How long have we been here?"

The gentleman did not answer the question, but looked into the distance.

With the cultivation of asceticism, he naturally noticed that someone was coming from outside their fence courtyard.

The person who came soon appeared in the field of vision, it was none other than the three ruffians who had beaten the ascetic to the ground before.

The man who was the three ruffians, not very old, his face was full of freckles, and after coming to the outside of the fence courtyard, he didn't say a word, kicked down the wooden fence that had been erected so hard, and scolded: "Uncle had something to do a few days ago, since you know that every family around you has to make offerings every month, and you don't take the initiative to look for me, just waiting for me to come to you, didn't you beat you up last time?"

Just said that the ascetic who can make a rich life with his hard-working hands look ugly, and Mr. Li Zizhi smiled slightly and said, "Yichuan, follow me into the house." ”

Yi Chuan was looking at the three of them with an angry face, he remembered that the wooden fence that was kicked and shattered was tied up by his own hands, but when he heard Mr. 's words, he still held back his anger. He followed him back to the house.

Walking into the thatched hut that had been renovated several times, the neat furnishings and the walls that had just been painted made Yi Chuan's mood a little better, but thinking of the ascetic being yelled at by the three ruffians outside, he felt ridiculous, so he glanced at Mr. Li Zizhi.

Li Zizhi said softly: "You don't need to care, the current head of the Holy See must know what the Western Regions are like today, these words are useless, only let him see it with his own eyes!"

Ikawa nodded, though he didn't think he was smart. But these days, I also realized that Mr. should have made some agreement with the ascetic, and this agreement seems to be that Mr. will win.

In the courtyard of the fence, the ascetic stood up, faced the three ruffians, and did not reason, but asked, "I want to know why you collect money from the people!"

For the freckle removal man, he raised his fist, hammered it the ascetic face, and said softly: "Naturally, it is by fist!"

The ascetic fell to the ground fragile and weak. I was about to ask questions, but I heard the sound of horses' hooves.

The so-called sword-carrying guards from the Kingdom of Stan rode into this poor country on tall horses, shouting, "War in the Western Regions, collect dragon fruits." ”

His voice was shouting though. But there is laziness and casualness in the voice.

Dragon fruit is a plant that bears fruit in spring and late autumn, which is the ripening season and harvest season in this backwooded country.

After the people harvest the dragon fruit, they sell it to the vendors. It was sold again by the vendors.

And without dragon fruit, their next days would be extremely difficult.

However, the guards with knives naturally did not care about the lives of the people. After the leader of Nawei gave an order, more than 300 people rushed to the orchard not far from the village, behaving like robbers.

The people of the village came out of their houses and rushed to the fruit grove, pleading bitterly and trying to stop them, but they were knocked down by the guards with knives.

The ascetic practice in the fence courtyard did not try to stop it, but his heart was bleeding.

Although she did not plant the saplings of the fruit trees herself, he was afraid that the fruit trees would drown due to excessive water when the house leaked overnight, so he went into the fruit grove and dug a ditch all night.

Later, on some days, when the temperature in the Western Regions was too high, he had to spray the woods with water, and he carefully served the fruit trees like a child, hoping that they would bear fruit.

However, these people who came today not only want to rob him and many villagers of the fruits of their labor, but also trample on their dignity.

Ascetic felt that he couldn't help it, but then the gentleman opened the door and said, "If you choose to admit defeat, do it now!"

Ascetic almost crushed the root of his teeth, and the three young people who didn't know what they could hear from the so-called mean were just that last time they felt that Ascetic's bones were very hard, and this time they had to subdue him, and once again raised their fists!

The ascetic squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, bearing the torrential rain of the fists of the three young men, but his eyes were looking at the guards with knives who rushed towards the fruit forest!

............

I don't know how long it took, the three young men were tired and panting, and stood up with blue noses and swollen faces, watching those government robbers of the State of Stan gather together with countless large frames full of dragon fruits that were not really ripe.

The people in the village dared not speak out, and some children cried, but the adults covered their mouths and made ugly choking sounds.

The swaggering guard commander picked up a dragon fruit, wiped it, and took a bite hard, and there was red jam splashed on his hand, he wiped his hands, but the color of the jam was extremely strong, as if rubbing a blood stain.

He didn't know that what he was eating now was the hard work of the villagers, he only knew that this batch of fruits was sent to the missionaries of the Holy See to make a contribution to the Tang army in the Western Regions, and his position might be mentioned again.

This is the case in most small countries in the Western Regions, where the environment of survival of the fittest has taught many people to do whatever it takes, and many people have lost some of the most basic morals of being human, just like wild beasts.

In the end, the ascetic did not make a move, and saw the group of robbers ride away from the village on their tall horses, and the three panting young men around him no longer seemed to dare to beat him, but followed the robbers out of the village in a huff.

After they left, a spring breeze blew in this village, which was not wealthy.

The spring breeze blew towards the fruit grove, but there was no heavy fruit in the fruit grove, only the rustling of broken leaves.

The spring breeze was followed by the spring rain, but the rain, which was supposed to urge the fruit to ripen quickly, only nourished the soil full of robber footprints.

This spring, it's a little annoying!

............

The early spring in Nanzhou came earlier, and the spring rain has fallen several times, and the spring breeze has blown over the geometry.

Huang Zhenfeng left Nanzhou ten days ago, leaving a bloody place.

He was accompanied by Xu Sande, the first major enshrinement in the Tang Dynasty, but Xu Sande seemed to be very worried about Nanzhou, so he asked: "Huang Lao, why don't the Western Regions take a two-pronged approach, if the three states of the Tang Dynasty are all facing war, the pressure will increase!"

Huang Zhenfeng rode a fast horse, and the empty sleeves rolled up were particularly cheerful with the horse's running, and he said, "The Western Regions don't dare." ”

Can't?

This word seems unconvincing to Sheng Tang, who is now being attacked from two sides.

But Xu Sande immediately figured out the truth, after all, the Western Regions is not a great wilderness, and the army in the Western Regions is extremely complicated, such as dividing the troops into two ways, not to mention being broken one by one, I am afraid that there is no ability to suppress the Tang Dynasty.

Although the 100,000 troops of the Western Regions are menacing, the whole army of the Tang Dynasty understands that it is no exaggeration to say that the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are one person and three soldiers of the Western Regions.

Today's war is fundamentally different from the past, in addition to the high-end combat force tacitly abiding by some rules of checks and balances, the small and medium-sized elite teams in the army are the most fundamental factors that can determine the outcome of a battle.

There is no shortage of elite teams in the Tang Dynasty, but there is a lack of them in the Western Regions, so they naturally dare not divide the troops into two ways!

Xu Sande nodded and said, "If you think about it, it seems that the Great Wilderness is still stronger than the Western Regions." ”

Huang Zhenfeng did not deny this, but said: "At least the people of the Great Wilderness can be twisted into a rope, but not the Western Regions." ”

This was the end of the conversation between the two, and the galloping horse finally got a little respite after entering the range of the Instant Wing Pass.

And this respite comes from the fire in the north of Yizhou.

Huang Zhenfeng and Xu Sande glanced at each other, knowing that the Great Wilderness might have launched a general attack at this time, and couldn't help but urge the horses spraying white gas.

The horses galloped all the way, bringing a gust of fresh wind.

When the two of them could already see the outline of Jiyiguan, the bright starry sky suddenly dimmed, and the clouds were thick, which further highlighted the stalemate of the battle at Jiyiguan at this time.

Countless roaring voices mixed with the sound of gold and iron came out, and Huang Zhenfeng said: "I hope it's not too late." ”

Xu Sande was silent, although he had not yet arrived at the Yiyi Pass, but the smell of the battlefield had already come, this smell was very familiar, and this smell made his blood boil after living in peace for thirty years.

Huang Zhenfeng seemed to notice Xu Sande's change, and said, "You are really willing to fight." ”

Xu Sande nodded solemnly and said, "I'm also good at this." ”

"There are ten golden tribes in the Great Wilderness. ”

"What does Huang Lao mean?"

"Three for you. ”

Xu Sande nodded heavily and said, "Okay!" But he didn't feel the slightest arrogance.

The rain of beans and horses finally fell with the gallop of the horses, and the more it fell, the more rapid it became.

The rain was accompanied by a howling wind, and there was no spring, and it was a little penetrating.

This spring, the Tang Dynasty ushered in the bloodthirsty general attack of the Great Wilderness, and the border troops on the city wall unscrupulously harvested the lives of the people of the Great Wilderness.

It's just that the people in the wasteland are dense and fearless of death stepping on the corpses of their companions, accompanied by the spring breeze, the spring rain is moving forward bravely, and I have to make the Tang Dynasty, that is, the upper and lower Yiguan, feel that this spring is annoying! (To be continued......)

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