The Mid-Autumn Festival, whether it is Jiangguo or Li Guo, is to be celebrated.

In the face of the festive season, the war becomes less important. In the past few days, the Jiang army has not come to harass Shangzhou. It seems that the heart has been in the heart all these years, and even the guerrilla army does not have to go out these days.

Shen Qiyu was also happy.

The team that planned to make their own mooncakes had been busy since the morning, and Shen Qiyu slipped into the kitchen to take a look. Sure enough, the person who advocates making it himself still has two brushes, and the shapes he makes are at least passable. He picked up a piece and took a bite, it was mung bean paste.

"General Shen, how does it taste?" asked a soldier kneading the dough.

"Delicious. Lao Liu, did you use to be a cook, haha. Shen Qiyu quipped.

Lao Liu received such a compliment, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "The children in the family love to eat, and they make it themselves every year." ”

Shen Qiyu didn't know what to say for a while, and during the festive season, he missed his relatives even more, he said: "Then this year, the brothers will have a good mouth." ”

"Hey. ”

Shen Qiyu was fine, so he either practiced swords in the barracks or ran around, although he came for a short time, he knew a lot of people. Although the status is noble, there is no shelf at all. Coupled with a childish face, it is very pleasing.

Shen Qiyu took the piece of moon cake and paced to the other side and said that the people who bought the stuffing were much bleaker in comparison.

"Why don't you do it here?" asked Shen Qiyu.

The only two or three people left looked up at him, and one of them replied, "The brothers have all defected over there, and we will leave it to clean up if we are learning to make mooncakes." ”

Shen Qiyu smiled: "Hahaha, hurry over after finishing here, and eat it." ”

Unfortunately, August 15 is a cloudy day.

During the day, all the clouds of the day hid in the night, which stirred up some people's interest. Shen Qiyu also went back to his room early, lit the lamp, and took out a book to read. He only turned one page, and he felt a little bored.

For a moment he thought, "What kind of bullshit is this writing, how did I read it in the past?" ”

In these days on the border, Shen Qiyu felt that he had greatly improved both in terms of life and spiritual realm, so he felt that his past was inevitably naïve and naïve.

But what has changed, he can't say himself. It just feels like a transition period, going through a change from the outside in, with some irritability in it.

He put down his book and walked out again. It was much cooler outside the door than inside the house, and he raised his head to look at the sky, wanting to wait for the moon to come out, the habit of looking at the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But it was dark in the sky, and it hadn't changed for a long time—and nothing had changed. For some reason, his mind flew from the night to the torn black garment, and then to the pink garment.

He was ashamed and angry, and only thought that the man was really boring. He thought that his voice trembled because he felt guilty or unbearable, but now that he thought about it, he was probably holding back his laughter.

Shen Qiyu didn't know that person, and wondered if he had ill intentions, so he had a lot of curiosity.

Shen Qiyu turned his sour neck, and was worried about the war again. Li Guo could not have been passive, but he was willing to be passive and never took the initiative to attack, so could he just let Jiang Guo and us consume?

He was a little skeptical that the emperor was still the person he thought was the most powerful, and whether their decision was correct.

A big war between the two countries is inevitable, but the question is when. Looking at the current situation, Jiang Guo only came to harass Shangzhou from time to time, and there was no tendency to attack on a large scale. What kind of heart are they in peace?

He sighed, revealing an old-fashioned tone that didn't match his age. He thought to himself: "If only I stood in the perspective of Zhao Zongbing or Nanwang, I would know more, and I could have my own judgment and decision." It's like now, thinking about it, and having no clue. ”

No one made him think that it was he who had led himself into a road full of thorns. He was told to stay in a garden made of gold, but he wanted a vast expanse full of gravel stones.

On the second day, Shen Qiyu was going to order troops as usual and go out to guerrillas. He didn't really need to go out, but he didn't understand anything, so he had to practice himself as an ordinary soldier rather than an airborne general.

He deliberately doubled the number of people, all of whom were the best of the soldiers. Because his determination today is not to lose, but to win big. He should no longer be passive, since he is a guerrilla general, he has to do something real.

He said: "The purpose of a war is to win, whether it is offensive or defensive, whether it is a just war or a war of aggression, only the victorious side has the right to speak." We can't always be in the shadow of Shen Zeyun, with a momentum like a tiger, and defeat the enemy first. ”

Sure enough, as Shen Qiyu expected, it was Shen Zeyun who led the enemy.

He divided his people into two parts, one of them ambushed themselves by the grass and trees next to them, and the other part swaggered even more as if they had not found the enemy, and they were simply deliberately luring people over.

Shen Qiyu grasped their pride, the pride that was bred in successive victories. It's just that Shen Qiyu doesn't know that Shen Zeyun is a person who doesn't know what to retreat from.

After a distance, I heard Shen Zeyun greeting: "General Shen, long time no see." ”

Shen Qiyu snorted, originally didn't want to agree to him, but the anger in his heart rushed forward, and he said angrily: "It's best not to see." ”

He was able to maintain his politeness in front of everyone, as if he had some protective color, and separated himself from others for a while, but he was angry in front of this person.

Shen Zeyun jumped off the horse and walked towards Shen Qiyu very leisurely, as if he was not facing the enemy army but an old friend who often made appointments to meet: "General Shen, have you tried on new clothes?"

He slowly got closer, and Shen Qiyu could almost see the smile on his face, and he was even more angry that his lips trembled and he couldn't speak.

Shen Zeyun ordered his subordinates to stay where they were, threw down the reins by the way, and walked towards them alone: "Why haven't you seen you for a few days, General Shen has grown a little taller, I'm afraid that the clothes don't fit well." It was my negligence that I forgot that General Shen was growing up. Next time, I will definitely make another set of reparations. ”

Shen Qiyu watched him get closer and closer, and his mind became clearer and clearer: "He came closer...... It's now!"

He shouted, "Rush." "The people who had previously laid the ambush outflanked them from both sides and surrounded the Jiang soldiers who remained in place.

Shen Zeyun drew his sword and guarded: "General Shen, you are not righteous. Can't get people to talk well?"

Shen Qiyu stabbed over with a sword: "On the battlefield, who is still waiting for you to speak." ”

"You. His mouth kept talking, and his hands were not idle, while resisting Shen Qiyu's increasingly fierce attacks, he cleaned up a few soldiers who stepped forward to help Shen Qiyu.

The people on the battlefield are even more desperate, so when they are weak, they are strong, and when they are strong, they hide, and gradually it becomes a fight between Shen Qiyu and Shen Zeyun.

Facts have proved that Shen Qiyu's strategy of having more people is effective. Shen Qiyu heard the weak wail before death, and saw the corpses everywhere, although victory was in sight, he was still a little unbearable.

On the other hand, Shen Zeyun, the dust splashed by his brother's body falling to the ground couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes. It was as if it was a weed on the side of the road that had nothing to do with him.

He was a little proud in his heart, and he also had some contempt for Shen Zeyun, and said: "General Shen doesn't care about the life or death of his subordinates, he should also think about his own life and death." Even if you have great ability, can you still escape from so many people?"

Shen Qiyu concentrated on Shen Zeyun's sword moves, and looked a little serious: "I just need to escape from you." He took two steps back, farther away from the chaotic battlefield that was being fought. Shen Qiyu was worried that he was trying to lure himself over, so that people wouldn't have time to surround him. If he followed, he would have fulfilled his wish, but if he did not, he would have been let go.

Shen Qiyu hesitated for a moment, but at this moment, Shen Zeyun had already run to the horse, jumped up, and shouted in the direction of the melee: "Withdraw." ”

Shen Qiyu thought to himself: "I can't withdraw it." He rushed to the other horse and chased in the direction of Shen Zeyun, but at the same time, he was also a little apprehensive in his heart, after all, there was still a gap between the two people.

"Shen Gongzi, friend Shen, even if you catch up, I can't beat me, so why do you bother chasing after me. Shen Zeyun shouted in front of him.

"Why is it always like child's play every time I fight with you, why am I always teased by you. If you can't catch up, you have to chase it, and if you can't beat it, you have to fight. ”

Unexpectedly, Shen Zeyun suddenly grabbed the reins, and the horse slowly stopped, waiting for Shen Qiyu to catch up with him.

"Shen Qiyu," he called him by his name, "why are you so boring, you have a worry-free life, you have never suffered any crimes, and you still have to come here and suffer a lot." It's easy for a teenager to be a little naïve, but you don't cherish it at all. Do you think that the present gesture of being brave and fearless, serving the country with death, is very touching and great? Stupid!" he said, the more excited he became, the veins on his forehead bulged up, and his hands clenched tightly.

Shen Qiyu was a little stunned by his shouting, and he really couldn't figure out why he wanted to talk about this: "What?"

Shen Zeyun put away the appearance just now, and put on a expressionless face, but there was still fierce hatred in his eyes: "You can't beat me, and I won't kill you, so you don't need to chase anymore." How I treat the battlefield is my own business, and you, as an opponent, just think about how to win and how to save your life. I'll see you more often in the future, I don't want you to die so early. ”

After saying that, he raised his horsewhip, leaving only Shen Qiyu in place, and he went to a helpless place.