The cicadas chirped one after another in the red glow of the setting sun, and the old trees swayed, and the branches and leaves cast mottled and shook gently on the two of them.

After Min Changwen knew that his old friend was missing, he no longer dwelled on this matter, he put down the teacup and sighed.

"Liangsheng talked about the war in the north, the old man also felt the same way, thinking that when Nan Chen was in the beginning, the family and country were shattered, which was distressing, not Chen Jing's fault, now the Hu people are going south, worried about repeating the tragedy of the day again, the old man has been busy in the official office these days, seeing what His Majesty is doing today, his heart is somewhat comfortable, the Great Sui is working together, the monarch orders the ministers, it is really Nan Chen's insight, hehe....."

The old man chuckled suddenly, watched the scholar opposite take the teapot and pour it for himself, nodded and continued:

“...... Your Majesty's troops are divided into eight ways to meet the attack, from Youyan to the northwest, the battle is won and defeated, and there are 400,000 Hu people, but Er'er, Liangsheng doesn't have to go over, just live in my mansion and wait for the triumph of my three armies of the Great Sui!"

Lu Liangsheng doesn't understand military affairs, at most he has read a little bit in books such as wild history and romance, if he really wants to go over, is it difficult to drive spells to kill?

Sealed by the Sui State, at most to protect the world's wind and rain, political and military affairs should not interfere too much, if so, then all the cultivators in the world are involved, wouldn't it become a dance of the gods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties?

After thinking about it, Lu Liangsheng shook his head and shook off the idea and put the teapot aside.

"Living in the house, I'm afraid that something is wrong, it just so happens that I have a disciple in the city, but I can go over and spend a few days in the night, and wait for news from the north. ”

"You are my nephew, who dares to gossip if you live in the house?!"

When the old man heard that he was leaving, his tone was quite excited, his old friend Uncle Hua Gong had passed away for many years, and now there are fewer and fewer people who can speak, and the young man in front of him vaguely has the demeanor of Uncle Hua Gong when he was young, so he is naturally reluctant.

"The master is staying in the disciple's house, which makes people criticize, if you want to see him, you can invite him. ”

Subsequently, after asking who that person was, he learned from Lu Liangsheng that it was Yuwen Tuo of the Northern Zhou Imperial Family, the old man frowned, after all, no one sent someone to pass the word to the palace, and to meet the royal family of the previous dynasty in private, it was a taboo for officials, Min Changwen has been an official for many years, how could he not know this truth.

However, it is better to say that it is better to let the scholar stay in the house for a few days, and then leave the small courtyard satisfied, to deal with some official business to take home, and Lu Liangsheng sent it to the crescent moon gate, and then went back to the courtyard.

The sun set the last touch of red, and in the open window lattice of the house, the toad Taoist yawned and sat on the window frame and smacked his lips.

"Why don't you leave?"

Hum Ang hum~~

The old donkey, who had unloaded the bookshelf, was leisurely chewing the forage, came to the window lattice from the back of the courtyard, raised his neck and probed his mouth and nose to arch him, shook his two long ears, and motioned for the toad to jump up and take it for a walk nearby.

"On the side, the old man is not in the mood. ”

Swinging the fins to hit the mouth of the probed donkey, squatting on the window frame, holding his chin and remembering to go to the northwest, the toad was a little worried in his heart, and the white-robed Langjun sent the demon over to warn, it must be that the matter is very serious, if you meet that five-color village..... Uh, what is Five-Color Village?

"Master, what are you thinking about sitting here?"

Lu Liangsheng came back from the crescent moon gate, and he saw the toad Daoist sitting there with his chin propped up, and his big eyes were full of sentimentality.

Suddenly thinking of this, Lu Liangsheng was interested in painting, and asked Wang Banblind, who was rubbing bamboo slips in the house to look at the books in the collection, to help move the easel out, and he took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and carried a stool to the outside, and saw Min Yuerou changing into a pink dress, standing there with a bowl of soup, looking at him with a smile.

"This is what the kitchen was told to boil..... If Lu Gongzi wants to paint, then I'll help you. ”

Quickly put down the porcelain bowl, grabbed Lu Liangsheng in front of him, put the green ink in the stone inkstone, Wang Ban blindly moved out of the easel and supported it, 'looked' at the scene in front of him, sighed, shook his head and walked back to the house slowly, and touched his book.

Know..... know

Know!

Know!

The cicadas hissed annoyably on the swaying branches, and the toad on the window frame showed off his white belly, lying on his side and supporting his head, looking at a pair of men and women outside, muttering and squirming in his mouth.

The cool breeze blew into the small courtyard, and the scholar in a white robe asked about the faint fragrance wafting from his side, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and the tip of the pen fell to the scroll that was spread out, and occasionally in the woman's smiling eyes, he reached out to take the soup handed over and took a sip.

In the woman's mouth and chuckling, on the painting, a picture of a toad holding her chin and sitting on the window lattice Siqiu gradually took shape in the red sunset.

The rustling of the old trees, the birds that stayed in the treetops, crossed the sunset and went to the eaves of the front yard, and a group of four scholars hurried in, quite embarrassed, and met Min Changwen, who was dealing with official business, and talked about what happened this morning, which made the old man angry and sent the four people away.

The old man's daughter, how could it be like that!

Soon, back in the side yard, under the old camphor tree, my daughter sat aside, watched the scholar polish her pen and calligraphy, swallowed the questioning words, and did not bother.

stroked his beard, and went back to continue to deal with official business, after all, the war in the north still needs to be strategized in the rear.

May I be at the border of the Great Sui and Jingning!

......

In the north, around the boundary, the setting sun turned into the last ray of light and is falling on the mountain.

Burning arrows nailed to the flesh and emitted black smoke, and someone staggered up from between the corpses, holding on to the broken gun, looking at the vast ground ahead, the spreading Turkic cavalry kicked up dust and smoke, and was receding from view.

"How many dials have you made.....?"

The soldier muttered weakly, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and his comrades came to help, and they stumbled back together, and the blood under his feet stretched out the bodies of countless Sui soldiers and Hu people, and the lonely war horse hovered beside the dead master and screamed, and soon, someone came to take it away and leave.

When the sky darkened, in the temporary and simple camp tent, Qu Yuanfeng helped carry the corpses of his comrades, the soil under his feet was mixed with blood and became muddy, stepping on bloody footprints, looking at the piled up corpses, many of them had Turkic ears and fingers in their mouths and hands, and they all bit off a piece of flesh and blood until they died.

Such a tragic situation made him feel a sense of grievance in his heart.

In the battles everywhere, his side is only a weak front, the Turkic Khan Sha Bo who came over, as far as 100,000 soldiers and horses of his tribe went south, and the general Daxi Changru fought and left with 3,000 people, which dragged on for two days, and some soldiers lost their weapons in their hands, so they used their fists and teeth to fight to the death, and when they were found, the corpse was hugged tightly with each other......

"Captain, can we win?"

The soldier who followed behind Qu Yuanfeng looked at the blood that slid through his fingertips in his hand and asked in a low voice, "...... Will reinforcements come?"

"There will be. ”

Three thousand to one hundred thousand, now there are only seven or eight hundred people left, almost all of them are injured, Qu Yuanfeng's eyes were red, he pursed his lips and repeated: "Yes." ”

The screaming and screaming of the wounded around stopped abruptly, many seriously injured soldiers died after being carried back, and the comrades who gathered the corpses got up with tears in their eyes, Qu Yuanfeng walked through a few places, did not dare to listen to it anymore, walked quickly to the main tent, and opened the curtain to enter.

"General Daxi, the last general will ask for war tomorrow!"

The bonfire in the tent fell down, and the figure who was the first to discuss tomorrow's deployment with several deputy generals stopped talking, and on the bloodstained armor, the general named Daxi Changru slowly turned his face, and looked at Qu Yuanfeng, who was kneeling on one knee at the mouth of the tent, and his expression sank, and he waved his hand at him.

"No, I can't. ”

Turning back, he continued to explain the route of tomorrow's retreat and the arrangements for the battle.

"General!!"

Qu Yuanfeng raised his face and roared, staring at each word with slightly red eyes.

"Qu Yuanfeng, please fight, for all the comrades!!"