Chapter 1 Frontier Child

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The north wind rolls the first hundred grass folds, and the snow flies in August.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

Scattered into the bead curtain wet curtain, the fox fur is not warm and thin.

The general's horn bow is uncontrollable, and it is difficult to protect the iron clothes.

The sea is dry and icy, and the gloomy clouds are bleak and condensed.

The Chinese army returned with wine and drinks, Huqin pipa and Qiang flute.

The snow is falling in the twilight, and the wind and red flags are not overturned.

Luntai East Gate sent Jun to go, and when he went, the snow was full of Tianshan Road.

The peak loop turns and you can't see you, and the snow is empty and there is a place for horses.

The day does not understand the darkness of the night, just like the people of today do not understand the cold of the ancients.

Gusts of wind rolled up, blowing through the lonely grassland, and there was no human figure in sight, only the wind howling through the heavens and the earth.

The north wind was blowing the withered grass, and a four or five-year-old boy wearing a thick fox fur hat looked at the endless grassland from afar, his palm slowly stretched out from his sleeve, and he took a sigh of relief, and the haqi instantly condensed into ice water.

"The ancients did not see the moon today, but the moon shines on the ancients. ”

The child's voice was instantly annihilated in the whistling north wind, his hands were in his sleeves, Zhang Bairen tightened the coat in front of him, and his body was a shabby cotton coat, which could be regarded as a cotton coat, his little face was red from the cold, and in the whistling north wind, Zhang Bairen's eyes were filled with melancholy.

Fingers in the sleeve counted: "How many years? Four years? Can anyone tell me what this place is?". ”

Zhang Bairen's eyes were filled with a purity, like the pure stream, like the snow on the grassland that has not yet completely melted.

Zhang Bairen snorted, looked at the west with a pair of eyes, and frowned: "It's such a strong smell of blood, those Turks have invaded Xinjiang again." ”

Every winter, the Turks will invade the frontier, plunder the border, burn and loot on a large scale, and even the people on the border will be made into human meat and bacon by the Turks to spend the winter.

I have been here for three years, and according to Zhang Bairen's inference, I should be in Hebei, probably the generation of Beijing, Jilin, and Heilongjiang in the 21st century of New China.

Yes, according to the algorithm of the 21st century, Zhang Bairen's eyes rolled and tightened his clothes.

Hebei, this is the only news that Zhang Bairen knows, for the border to graze or farming for a living, illiterate farmers, it is not easy to know Hebei.

"Great Sui!" Zhang Bairen took a deep breath, during the Sui and Tang dynasties, there was Hebei Province, which was Zhang Bairen's only thought after hearing the three words Hebei at that time.

For a child, surrounded by illiterate fools who have never been out, it is simply difficult for Zhang Bairen to want to know other news.

Shrinking his sleeves, Zhang Bairen walked calmly and followed the smell of blood.

Ascending a mountain more than 20 meters high, Zhang Bairen looked into the distance, the smoke and dust rolled up, the blood overflowed, the two sides fought non-stop, countless corpses were sprinkled, and the souls of the dead rose to the sky.

Revenant, indeed revenant.

"What a tragic battle, the Turks are in a bitter cold land all the year round, each is a barbarian, fierce and fearless of death, constantly fighting for life all day long, on the contrary, although the court is well-equipped, but pampered, and for various reasons, it cannot be completely at the top, and sometimes it will even be suppressed" Zhang Bairen rubbed his hands unhurriedly, a pair of eyes looked at the battle in the distance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned: "Interesting!." ”

The two sides fight in one place, sometimes, brute force and ferocity, can not become a bargaining chip to win, the real decisive lever is actually courage and sophisticated equipment.

Although the Turks were fierce, the Great Sui warriors were each wearing armor and holding a hundred refining knives in their hands, which were incomparably sharp, and the Great Sui warriors were facing each other, and the Turkic warriors were simply scum.

However, although the equipment is not as good as the Great Sui, the Turks are in a bitter cold land all the year round, without the prosperity and confusion of Middle Earth, and the six desires are blind, and the Turkic masters are not easy to do.

A big flag fluttered in the north wind, and under the banner stood a young general in his twenties, let the north wind blow, the young general was wearing silver-white armor, and he didn't move as if he was standing there like a wax figure, with one hand on the long knife at his waist, as if frozen.

"Bloody and bloody, it looks like a master" Zhang Bairen sighed, feeling his nose itchy.

This white-robed young general Zhang Bairen has seen it, to be exact, he has seen it a few times from a long distance, he is ruthless, ruthless, and young, he should have forged his bones.

"Whew".

Seeing that the Turks were about to retreat, I saw a thin man in a leather coat hidden in a windbreaker behind the Turks slowly coming from the sky, looking at the battlefield from afar.

"It's him again!" Zhang Bairen smiled: "This guy is a dog skin plaster, he looks drooping and old, and he is about to die, but he has a Taoist cultivation, and if he doesn't reach the age limit, he will definitely not die."

People in cultivation, as long as they really have some ability, they will know their longevity, just like Zhang Bairen, he feels that he is alive and well, although he has not yet started to cultivate, but Zhang Bairen's body is extremely healthy.

A bare-child baby, who does not change color when facing a landslide, is the realm of pure yang.

Zhang Bairen clenched his fists, not the fists of ordinary people, but the fists of people in practice.

In practice, there is a name, called 'grip', grip is the five fingers open, with the thumb pointed to the palm bent, it should just fall on the base of the ring finger, and then the other four fingers slowly grasp.

If you look closely at the baby, you will find that when the baby does not understand the world, the palm of the baby is often clenched in this way.

Or clench your fists, stick to your back, and shake up and down slightly with your body, which is called 'flowing water does not rot and does not rot the hub', as for the principle, the biggest effect of this method is to drum up kidney qi, generally three or five minutes.

Getting back to the point, I saw the hobbling old man stop, looking at the battlefield from afar, and suddenly knelt on the ground, his mouth opened and closed, and the voice was like a big drum, even Zhang Bairen could hear it clearly, but if he listened carefully, he found that the words were vague and whimpering, and the important words could not be heard at all.

"Pretending to be a ghost, it's just praying for your immortality," Zhang Bairen scoffed.

"Buzz".

The earth trembled slightly, and a stream of dust rolled up, but it rose in an instant in a few breaths, flying sand and stones, and the power of heaven and earth was undoubtedly revealed at this time.

The sand and gravel were rolled up, and the Turks were on guard, and each fell to his knees, covering his head with a wide leather coat.

The Turks herded cattle, horses, sheep, and the last thing they lacked was fur.

On the contrary, the troops of the Sui Dynasty were caught off guard, and they were blown by the sand and gravel and couldn't open their eyes, and they lay on the ground one after another.

"Bastard! you have the ability to fight openly!" The young general opened his eyes suddenly, and the shaking mountain birds flew up, but they were poured into his mouth with sand and gravel, and he didn't know how much sand and gravel he had eaten.

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "The sacrifice of the grassland, the head of a tribe, how can he fight you in close combat, unless his head is broken." ”

Zhang Bairen clearly saw that the steppe people retreated, not slow or hurried, and the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty were already confused by the wind and sand, and the sand and gravel roared in their ears, and they could not pursue at all if they did not distinguish between the enemy and me.

"One trick is fresh, eat all over the world" Zhang Bairen shook his head, there is no need to say much about this battle, the victory and defeat are divided, and the Turks are defeated and retreated, if it is not for the key to sacrifice and shoot, I am afraid that the whole army will be annihilated.

"Mage, this is the power of a mage," Zhang Bairen sighed lightly.

"Bastard!" Seeing that the wind and sand stopped, the young general opened his eyes, looked at the Turks who disappeared into the horizon viciously, cursed, and then blew the horn.

All the Turks had their clothes stripped of them, and it was clear that there was no such thing as a dead man here, and the soldiers looked at the fur that had been stripped off, and they were all happy, and their eyes were full of smiles, which were not cheap in the cold winter.

"It's like this every time, you can't have some new tricks" Zhang Bairen looked at the raging flames that were burning from the battlefield, and pouted: "Wait! Give me a few more months!." ”

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