Three quarters of the hour,

Outside Honglu Temple,

The forbidden army in fresh clothes and angry horses held the iron halberd, and looked at the hundreds of busy Liangzhou soldiers in front of them in a daze, their eyes were full of astonishment, under their noses, the world's first-class elite was like an old farmer in the autumn harvest, with an extremely simple smile on his face, and the bamboo tower outside the main gate of Honglu Temple was already full of more than a dozen baskets.

"In the past, I only felt that the silver in the sky was happy. ”

"Now I know that the knife is also very comfortable. ”

"This knife can't be, it's worth three or five hundred taels of silver?"

The young man held the long knife that had just been pulled out beside him, lightly buckled the knot of his fingers on the blade, and listened to the soft sound of the blade in his ear, and then his eyes fell on the knives of this kind around him, not to mention more than ten knives, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Peace talks are still half an hour away. ”

"Trouble Lord Su, wait. ”

"We all came out of the bitter cold place in Liangzhou, and we were poor and scared on weekdays, but now we know what is atmospheric and generous when we arrive in Yong'an City!"

The young man patted the dust on his buttocks, slowly got up, and continued to draw the knife, taking advantage of the gap between the knife and Su Quanzhou, who was not far away, chatting casually.

"Oh?"

"Why didn't you know that Your Highness was so frugal in the past?"

Su Quanzhou looked at the appearance of the hundreds of soldiers in the field as if there was no one around, and his tone was cold, the imperial court sent troops to protect the envoys, although many things had already been decided, but in the process, he didn't want any accidents, and now this scene is clearly a naked provocation in the eyes of the people of Yong'an.

"That is, I don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive. ”

"Originally, there was no silver in the treasury. ”

"This trip to the south is even more empty to be able to run horses, there is no such thing as compensation in the original tone, so this silver has to be earned by yourself, last time I received a basket in Linqu City, and I was so moved. ”

The young man remembered the basket of knives he received that morning and smiled back and forth, if he remembered correctly, there were even many knives that were made overnight, and the people couldn't find so many iron tools for a while, I think it was that the guys who burned the fire and cooked were melted, and the knives that were made overnight were so rough that they couldn't be done, but they were all a thought.

Then I knew that Qi Di was really rich. ”

"Qi people are really rich. ”

"It's even more hospitable. ”

The young man said very seriously, and after a while, he picked up three or five knives and threw them into the bamboo basket.

"Please, move your way. ”

The young man bent down to look at the knife next to the horse's hooves, looked up and smiled at the forbidden soldier sitting above, who looked ugly but pulled the reins back and back.

Soon after a cup of tea, the Liangzhou soldiers who picked up the knife were also extremely skilled in the end, first picked out a neat knife from the ground and threw it into the basket, and those "missing arms and legs" knives were left in the end, of course, there were many long knives directly inserted in the bluestone cracks on the long street, calculating the size of the gap and the depth of the ground, I think those people also have a four-five grade of cultivation, otherwise there is no strength and accuracy.

Speaking of which, although the style of writing prevails in the country of Qi,

But the rivers and lakes of Qi are not small, although they are not as good as the rivers and lakes of Qiandi, there are not a few masters who can count the fame, if they first enter the Qi realm without the warning of the emperor of Qi and his old man, there are only three hundred people, and they may not be able to come to this Yong'an City, although there are Yan Shisan who has entered the second grade in his entourage, Xu Xian does not believe that there is only Meng Fuzi in the entire Qi country, a top master on the bright side.

......

"Bang Bang ......"

"Lord Su, please. ”

Throwing the last knife into the bamboo Lou The young man glanced at the sky and turned sideways, at the same time, hundreds of Liangzhou soldiers carried more than a dozen full of big bamboo Lou to the backyard, countless black-clothed and black-armored forbidden troops also blocked the vacated half of the street, looking down from the sky, nearly 10,000 forbidden troops have surrounded the entire Honglu Temple, and the street in front of the main gate is garrisoned by thousands of soldiers, and hundreds of people in the front are holding wooden shields in the front, and they are all holding strong crossbows in the back.

The iron cavalry of the shield soldier stretched out from the gap, far away to the other end of the long street, and a zhang away was the people of Qi State, all standing silently, looking up at the direction of Honglu Temple.

"Touching ......"

With the last official of Qi entered,

The heavy wooden door closes,

"His grandmother's, I'm upset!"

On the steps facing the street, an old man smoked a dry cigarette and said.

"More than 20 years ago, we were the only ones who bullied others, but now we are being bullied to the door!"

The old man looked at the closed gate of the Honglu Temple and muttered.

"Who said it wasn't, more than 20 years ago, the army went north, if it wasn't for the reckless man Xu Wu of the dog day, and the old Wang Ba Shell surnamed Chen, our brothers would have almost hit the capital!"

The old man in a short shirt sat next to the man and said, the old man is not afraid of catching a cold in a short shirt this day, and if you look closely, the old man has been in his ears, his temples are white, and there are a few criss-crossing scars on his arms that look very terrifying, and there are more than ten old men behind the old man in short shirts.

"Old pawn?"

The old man looked at the leader beside him and said,

After seeing the vertical and horizontal scars, he opened his mouth in a little surprise.

"That barracks back then?"

The old man who was smoking a dry cigarette took a puff of thick smoke and spoke.

"Under the command of General Li, the B-shaped battalion. ”

The old man in the short shirt subconsciously straightened his waist when he talked about his name, even with the more than ten old soldiers behind him, which attracted the frequent sideways eyes of the crowd for a while.

"Old General Li?"

"Counting, the old general died of illness in his hometown the year before last, and it is ridiculous that the old generals died in the original stubble, and there were few acquaintances in the Manchu Dynasty. ”

The old man tapped on the cigarette stick on the steps and whispered.

"I don't know where my brother is?"

The old man in a short shirt changed his face slightly when he heard this, and said respectfully.

"Go first, Camp A. ”

Hearing this, the body of the old man wearing a short shirt trembled suddenly, and he knew from the old man that the combat strength of the first dead soldier of the year was geometric, he was armless, holding a short knife, and he would inevitably charge at the forefront in every battle, and those who could survive were the most brave warriors in the Great Qi army.

was originally the first-class elite in the entire Great Qi Army, but later after the Battle of Yuyang Dao, for some reason, it declined inexplicably, and slowly fell silent in the army, without any sound.

"What is the official position of the elder brother?"

The short-shirted old man spoke again.

"Ben is a lieutenant. ”

"I was lucky not to die in Yuyang Road, and I will return to my hometown after a mix. ”

The old man took a puff suddenly, the tobacco in the pipe suddenly lit up, a puff of smoke spit out, knocked on the cigarette stick in his hand, hung it on his waist, and slowly got up.

"Peace talks, peace talks, what a fucking shame!"

The old man spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm and landed impartially on the shield of the forbidden army at the front, the latter stared at the old man, and the old man was not afraid of scolding and scolding, and the forbidden army was just about to speak out and was glared at by the captain behind him, and the captain politely arched his hand to the old man.

"When people are old, they are angry in front of these little cubs. ”

The old man laughed to himself.

"What do you want?"

When the old man turned around, he stayed for a moment when his eyes fell on the short-shirted old man, and when his eyes wandered to the remaining dozen old men, he was also full of life, and he had already vaguely guessed the purpose in his heart.

"If we really cut the ground, then we will die outside the Honglu Temple. ”

"No matter what happened in Linqu City, I won't say those stupid words that kill people, so as not to harm the children and grandchildren in the family, but if I turn a deaf ear, I can't swallow this breath for the rest of my life, but it is better to die at this door. ”

The short-shirted old man grinned,

With three points of resentment and seven points of sadness,

"There are some things that I can't complain about Your Majesty, and there are still 200,000 iron horsemen in the north. ”

The old man pointed in the direction of Deer County.

"If you really have this intention, why don't you go back to the army. ”

"Yesterday, the army began to recruit veterans. ”

"Several granddaughters of the old man's family were sent out a few days ago, and the rest of the silver was donated to the big Qi Erlang who died in the battle of the party as a pension, and everything that could be done was done, and now only this half of the body is cut into the ground, thinking about it and dying in vain outside this Honglu Temple, if you return to the army, in the end, now you want the old man to go into battle to kill, and the heart is more than enough, but it is more than enough to practice those raw melons and eggs. ”

"In the land of Gyeonggi, there are still hundreds of thousands of young people. ”

"After a few decrees came down a few days ago, I think that in another ten years, I will be able to make up for it again, and the so-called peace talks, in fact, everyone knows very well in their hearts, but it is just a calf, giving both sides a step to stop, or a reason. ”

"But the future of Daqi is definitely not a single contract that can be relied on. ”

"The three counties of Nanyang, if you don't cut it, you can cut the land. ”

"At the end of the day, it's a matter of who has the fastest knife in the future. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he stretched his waist and walked to the other end of the long street, the eyes of the short-shirted old man behind him kept wandering on the gate of Honglu Temple and the back of the old man, and finally he chased after him with a horizontal step, and the more than ten old figures who were retrograde in the silent crowd were a little abrupt, and they seemed to be incompatible with the people of Yong'an from a distance, and they were extremely depressed, but who knew that the steps that were not vigorous hid were greater courage than going to death.

Honglu Temple,

In the middle of the hall,

The atmosphere is much more solemn than the previous two days, and the accompanying Qi officials are like frosted eggplants, and the matter of cutting the land has been a great shame in the country since ancient times, and it has been raised yesterday, and it has dragged on for a day, thinking about how there will be a result today, but for everyone present, it is a shame that can be engraved into the coffin board.

Shame to shame,

Negotiations continue,

The officials of Qi State tried their best to fight for a little benefit for their country on this solid wood long table, even if it was just an inch of land, it was excellent, Bai Xiaosheng was circling around, some details could be retreated, but when it came to the land, they would not move, let the spit fly, all kinds of reasons, all kinds of reasons.

The young man in the python robe put his legs on the solid wood table, looked at the curling green smoke rising in the copper furnace, and his thoughts flew up, and suddenly remembered the old man in the yellow robe in the palace, who was a layman, but such a layman stubbornly practiced Qi Guo, who was only rich but not strong, like fat.

Twenty years ago was a turning point, the State of Qi had the strength to fight abroad, twenty years later, if the party is undefeated, perhaps now more than half of the territory of the entire Great Cadre has been incorporated into the territory of the State of Qi, he is definitely not a layman in his mouth, on the contrary, the whole does not know what Yong'an City and Qi Realm look like at the moment of his death?

The rainy season has not yet passed, and it is often cloudy and rainy.

"Tick Tick ......"

There was the sound of rain outside the window,

All the thoughts of everyone in the hall were put on the negotiation, naturally they didn't notice it, the young man got up abruptly and pushed open the window, a cool breeze poured in from the outside, the wind was mixed with fine raindrops on his face, he took a deep breath of cold air, and the whole person was much more sober.

Looking up, I unconsciously reached the end of the Shen period, the already rainy weather, and the time was not early, the sky had already darkened, and the negotiations in the hall had come to an end.

Qi State cut the land of the three counties of Nanyang, released 10,000 soldiers on Yuyang Road, and the first battle of the party was revealed, and the border was not committed within ten years for the big cadres, and it was not worth or worthwhile, because now the Qi State could not fight, and it might be a better ending to end it earlier, but Su Quanzhou's heart was still inexplicably heavy when he put down the seal, because the light and fluttering paper peace treaty was really not as good as the calm knife in his hand, and it could be easily cut with a light stroke.

I hope so,

I hope that when the dry man lifts up the knife and goes south,

I still have the strength to fight.

When the gate of Honglu Temple was pushed open,

Su Quanzhou was stunned in place,

There is no sound of rain falling,

into the eye,

It's a rambling crowd,

Every inch of land outside the Honglu Temple is crowded,

"Squeak squeak......"

The wooden door was pushed open completely,

The officials of the Qi State Mission rushed out,

When the people of Yong'an City heard this, they raised their heads,

"Master Su, how are the peace talks?"

An old man in a Confucian robe took a few steps forward tremblingly with a cane, and finally stopped in front of the human wall formed by the forbidden army and asked, the originally decent Confucian robe was wet by the rain and stuck to the thin body, and the gray hair was knotted one by one, looking embarrassed, but at this moment there was indeed some extraordinarily brilliance in his eyes.

Su Quanzhou was silent,

"Master Su, have you ever cut the land?"

The old man walked in again, and the old voice sounded again, his chest had already reached the cold iron halberd, and he made a gesture of listening, and the forbidden soldier holding the iron halberd subconsciously let go of the iron halberd in his hand, and took a step back imperceptibly.

"The three counties of Nanyang will be owned by the Qianguo in the future. ”

Su Quanzhou closed his eyes and sighed when he looked up to the sky.

The voice fell,

"Owned by Qianguo?"

"Owned by Qianguo?"

The old man kept repeating himself, looking stupid, and at some point a tear dripped from the corner of his eye, and the whole person was paralyzed to the ground, and countless Yongan people behind him who were extremely depressed also fell into a daze.

"Heh......"

"Such a humiliating contract!"

"How can I sign it!"

On the second floor of the street, there are scribes looking up to the sky and sighing.

"My generation of literati should be determined by death!"

It didn't take long for the voice to fall

There was a loud bang in the street, and the scribe climbed to the top of the house, put his feet on the eaves, and sneered in the direction of the temple, and then jumped down.

It is a terrifying blood. The people on the side were blinded by blood, looking at the white robes on the ground that were gradually stained red with blood, and there was a wave of anger in their chests and abdomen that rushed to the top of their heads.

The people at the front were dragged forward,

More and more people are coming from the rear

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

"You fucking don't want to die!"

The deputy commander of the forbidden army looked at the crazy faces and shouted loudly.

But it didn't work,

Whether you want to or you don't want to,

The people at the front have crashed into the cold iron halberd,

The red blood stains dripped on the shield, and some of them meandered down to the bluestone slab along the lines on the top, and more than ten people had been buried under the iron halberd in just a few breaths.

"Retreat!"

"Give Lao Tzu back!"

The deputy commander of the forbidden army hissed in a blurred voice,

"Obey!"

"Ten steps back!"

Looking at the crazy faces,

The deputy commander of the forbidden army suddenly drew his knife and pointed at the forbidden army in front of him, holding a shield and iron halberd.

Perhaps the regression of the forbidden army is a sign of weakness,

Ten steps away, in an instant, it was filled with crowds,

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

The forbidden army was clustered and retreated, the original formation had a tendency to collapse in the hurry of retreating, and the heel of one of the soldiers at the back had even reached the steps at the entrance of the Honglu Temple, but the crowd was still surging.

"Lord Su!"

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw from Honglu Temple with the mission!"

The deputy commander of the forbidden army looked at the closed eyes on the steps and burst into tears, and Quanzhou shouted.

Su Quanzhou's eyes opened and looked at the situation in the field, and sighed, where to retreat At present, the entire Honglu Temple has been surrounded by water, once it is withdrawn, the formation is completely dispersed, and those so-called chivalrous guests hidden in the crowd, what can not be done in order to take a name?

"Replace me. ”

The young man's voice without a trace of emotion sounded in Su Quanzhou's ears, and when he turned around and looked at the young man's waist, he didn't know when he had already worn a sword and a sword, and when the words fell, the person had already walked outside the door.

"Didn't he want me to be this wicked person?"

Looking at the direction of the imperial city, the young man smiled abruptly,

The right hand is raised,

Hundreds of red-clothed and black-armored Liangzhou soldiers drew their swords,

"Get out of the way!"

The young man shouted in a low voice.

The soldiers of the forbidden army who were still stunned in front of him,

has been kicked away by a Liangzhou guard who opened the way.

"That's it, let's do it. ”

The young man muttered in a low voice,

The equinox knife at the waist has been unsheathed,

"Yiqilu, the roadblock robber, be beheaded!"

......

The original color can no longer be seen clearly on the bluestone floor,

One corpse after another fell,

Blood flows out of the wound,

The rain stained the long street red,

A black and gold python robe faintly glowing red,

"Tick Tick ......"

It's not the sound of rain,

There is blood dripping from the hem of the python robe,

It's a massacre,

The old soldier of Liangzhou who survived a hundred battles,

In the face of the defenseless people,

Without the slightest suspense,

Bounded by a baked cake shop in the middle of the street,

No less than a thousand of the people of Yong'an fell in a pool of blood,

The young man looked calmly at the other end of the long street,

Yan 13 silently guarded the left and right,

Hundreds of Liangzhou soldiers lowered the cool knife in their hands and slowly stepped forward,

Withdrawn......

Finally retreated......

But before leaving, the hatred of the people that went deep into the bone marrow had poured out,

I don't see too much fear,

Maybe tomorrow,

The hatred and the anger,

Will you dispel the last vestiges of fear?

The young man sat slowly on the steps of the street, thinking so.

did not return to the Honglu Temple,

The young man sat quietly under the eaves, watching the iron-faced forbidden army drag away one corpse after another, one long blood stain after another stretched far, far away, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold and cold.

Suddenly, the words he spoke sounded, "Greedy for power, retribution, I am a layman, and I have no chance with all the breeze and bright moon, so how can I be the king?"

What is the king?

Since you are the king,

A lot of things are not as simple as thinking about or not wanting to.

"In the rainy season, moisture-proof and mildew-proof ......"

The sound of the watch sounded at the end of the long street,

But no one has stepped into it for a long time,

Maybe it's the smell of blood in the air that can't be dissolved, which makes those who are not taboo about meat and fish.

The young man sat on the steps,

No one bothered,

"Knock-knock! knock! knock!"

One slow four pieces,

The sound of bangs sounded in the long street,

It's the fifth watch,

The young man is still sitting withered,

......

Another hour passed,

"It's time to weigh a few catties of yellow paper money for your old man. ”

The young man opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the imperial city and whispered,

The soles of the boots stepped on the ground, the black gold python robe on the body fell with blood, the sword on the waist made a soft sound, the big sleeves were raised during the walk, and the inside of the slender fingers already had calluses, maybe it was because he had held the knife for too long, or maybe he had killed too many people.

Click, click,

The sound of subtle footsteps sounded,

The young man seems to have stepped on the night and is covered in filth,

All the good things in heaven and earth are not due to him,

But he's still the same boy he was,

It's just that you can't help it......

"What do you buy, officer?"

The owner of the coffin shop in the east of the city rubbed his eyes and saw the figure outside the store when his teeth were chattering, although this industry was used to seeing dead people on weekdays, but now his heart was turned upside down.

"Seven catties of yellow paper money. ”

The young man's clear voice sounded in the store,

At the same time, a silver ingot fell steadily on the counter,

"Guest, your ......"

I don't know why the clear voice in the ears of the shopkeeper is more terrifying than the cry of the dead soul under the nine shadows, and he trembled and handed over a mention of paper money, and the ingot of silver was also sandwiched in the paper money, making dead people's money, and making money from dead people, there is still a difference.

"By the way, business may be better today. ”

"You can get more paper money. ”

When he walked to the door, the young man felt the weight in his hand,

After a pause,

Turning back and speaking,

The young man walked on the street without hurrying,

Yan Shisan, dressed in black, silently followed behind him,

I don't know how long it took,

When the first light of heaven and earth rises,

The wall of the vermilion palace is in sight,

Yellow paper money faintly ignited,

The young man squatted in front of the palace gate, throwing one piece of paper money after another into the fire, the flickering fire light reflected the young man's handsome face, the forbidden army on the city wall did not know what the young man wanted, but he heard all kinds of things in the city last night, even if he saw such a taboo behavior outside the palace gate, he didn't dare to disturb.

But when the low and mournful bell rings in the palace,

They seem to understand something,

After the tongue of fire devoured the last piece of yellow paper money,

"You old man, let's go!"

The young man slowly got up, his lips lightly opened.