Looking from the south to the north, the mighty wind rises from Xiongguan. Hurry, hurry, how can a man ever be proud?

This poem is a poem by Ji Mingduo, a great poet in the south, who has devoted his life to improving the politics of the south, and has written a poem and said with a smile: "If you can open two stones with your arms, why not be afraid of the northern wolf crossing the iron pass." ”

However, in fact, Ji Mingduo has never been to the Iron Lock Pass, let alone really looked at the clouds outside the plug, and this matter has always been cited by him as a big regret in his life, and there are three lines on the battlefield between the north and the south. Tiema Pass on the west line, Tiesuo Pass on the middle line, and Enemy North Pass on the south line.

The military system of the southern country is different from that of the northern country, due to the existence of the Tiance General's Office, the southern military department is more focused on logistics support, while the former is responsible for the most important direct transfer of troops, but this does not mean that the southern country's troop transfer system is higher than that of the northern country, but it seems to be overstretched.

The supreme commander of the Tiance Mansion is the general of Tiance, who is nominally assigned by him to the generals who hold military power, but in fact, these generals have different intentions and are difficult to truly grasp.

For example, the cavalry president of the border pass, the commander of the Guan Zhenbei synchronous army, Huang Qiufeng, was extremely discordant, in a recent battle, Guan Zhenbei actually crossed the Tiance general Lin Yijian and openly transferred away from the army, which almost led to the collapse of the entire iron lock pass, if it were not for the timely action of the Tiance army, I am afraid that the iron lock pass would really be lost, resulting in the slaughter of 30,000 people in the pass.

Lin Yijian knew that if this was the case, it must be his Lin family who was slaughtered, although the name of the Southern Emperor Jiang Bucheng sounded very good, but if he talked about his eloquence and talent, he was simply miserable compared to Zhao Yan, and he allowed the traitors to cause trouble in the dynasty, and he was nearly thirty years old, and he was still controlled by the queen mother and let the old lady listen to the government. The good emperor lived as a marionette, and what was even more terrifying was that this puppet did not want to resist.

Lin Yijian, whose thoughts were getting deeper and deeper, was interrupted by a rough push on the door, and Lin Yijian didn't need to look at it to know who it was, "Jiu'er, can you be more gentle next time you push the door, although our family is a family of military generals, there must always be a number of courtesies......"

The nickname sounds like a girl's child's name is Lin Ying'er, unlike his brother Lin Hongxing, who has a great talent for swordsmanship, he likes to watch his father and a bunch of five thick strong men arguing around the sand table since he was a child, and it is a shame that the Lin family does not know how to do kung fu. Lin Yinger, who has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, has a slender body, and his delicate eyebrows already have a bit of heroic taste.

"Dad, how many days do we have to stay in the iron lock, when will we be able to return to Jiangyun, I miss my mother. ”

Lin Yijian scolded with a smile: "You little rabbit cub, at that time, I said that if I didn't bring you here, you had to come with me, and if you stayed for a few more days, you could return to Pingjing to make a business when the war was relatively stable." ”

"But I just heard someone say that the Iron Lock Pass will soon be captured, and the emperor of the southern kingdom has long been ready to surrender to the emperor of the northern kingdom, and said that the southern army is less bloody and more cowardly, and such an army cannot defeat the northern ...... at all."

Lin Yinger felt his father's gaze become heavier, and he shrunk his neck and didn't dare to say more.

"Child, you are the descendant of my Lin family, and after you are a tiger general, you have to believe more than anyone else that the soldiers of the southern country never lack blood and are never afraid of war. ”

"Then why is my southern country defeated again and again?"

"That's because the human heart is unpredictable, and you'll understand it when you grow up. ”

It was Lin Yinger's eyes that he had never seen his father, looking at himself full of anticipation and expectation, and at that moment he felt an extra burden on his body, but he didn't know what it was.

Outside the Iron Lock Pass, there are thirty-six wolf smoke beacon towers, one after another, if the enemy comes to attack, the Iron Lock Pass can take the lead in reacting, and now the thirty-six beacon towers have long been destroyed by the northern country. The lives of hundreds of soldiers were buried in the torrent of iron hooves, no one will remember them, and the people of the south will only blame the soldiers for how cowardly and cowardly they are.

They didn't even really stand on the battlefield and slandered these soldiers who paid for their daily sleep with their lives.

The beacon tower that was destroyed first, the beacon commander was called Wang Anyang, he was just an ordinary southern citizen, and his wife was already pregnant with his child when he was conscripted into the army, but after he lit the beacon fire, he saw that the southern military flag was broken by random arrows, and he replanted the flag without hesitation, and died under the heart of ten thousand arrows.

Until his death, he still had a letter on his chest, starting with three words: Zhan Xin'an.

There was also a child who was only eighteen years old, he was the youngest of these beacon guards, and even his beacon commander teased him and said, "When I come back, I will have the opportunity to take you to Jiangyun's best Qinglou to be happy, so that you can be a real man again." ”

But he never had a chance again, that is, he died, and when he was dying, he raised his sword and shouted hoarsely, "The southern country is forever!"

After saying this, he was chopped into pulp, not to mention that the corpse could not even be recognized.

There is a rough man with a big beard, his rough appearance has been ridiculed as a spy sent by the northern country, he was dying in his arms and said with a smile, "Damn enough, Feng Chang, you are optimistic about how I draw a knife to kill the enemy, and then you have to talk to the underground brothers!"

After that, he went to death brazenly.

There are too many people who have died, some of them have become fathers, some have the girl in their homes who are waiting for his return, and some have old mothers in their families who are looking forward to the return of their wandering son.

But they all died, and they died calmly and unhurriedly, and they forged the soul of the southern army with blood.

Lin Yijian never felt that there was anything to be happy about winning the battle, because he knew that it was bought by countless people with their lives, and how many families would be sad behind these people?

Every time there is a big war, the three roads of the southern kingdom must be ten steps and one household wears a vegetarian diet, but what about Jiangyun City?

Singing every night, dignitaries and dignitaries are still singing day and night, and even those Imperial City Guards are not a bunch of soft eggs who can't even hold a knife?

It was late at night, and Lin Yijian climbed to the top of the city alone, carrying three pots of warm wine in his left hand.

He looked north, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell a smell of blood, and the night in the distance was pitch black, but a few wisps of smoke slowly rose, which was raised from the northern military camp.

Lin Yijian slowly unscrewed the wine jug, raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a little trembling, "I, Lin Yijian, hold the first pot of wine, and I will not retreat from the battle to the death!"

After speaking, he poured the first pot of wine into the night.

"Erjing, let that northern child see the military might of my southern country!"

The second pot of wine Lin leaned on the sword and drank it up, and said, "Three respects to me, the southern kingdom will last forever!"

It's just that Lin Yijian didn't open the third pot of wine, but laughed and said, "I'll keep this third pot of wine for you, and I'll pay tribute to you when I win the victory!"

Lin Yijian looked back at Nan with a resolute look in his eyes.

Under those domes, there is not only the reunion of thousands of lights, but also the regret of dying on the battlefield and the difficulty of returning to the hometown......