In the tenth year of the divine calendar, on the twenty-second day of the seventh month, white dew.

The wild goose comes, the bird returns, and the birds are shy.

"I heard that General Nangong doesn't like swords. "Xiu Yan is obviously a standard Confucian general, and he is angry with a book without wearing armor. He was calm and calm, and there was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth. No one knew what he was helpless about, just laughing like that, not as annoying as Nangong.

Fortunately, these two young generals did not have any murderous arrogance soaked in the battlefield.

Nangong didn't look back, leaned back in his seat, and Gu Jing Wubo: "So what." ”

"This place smells too bloody. ”

"It doesn't matter. Nangong also smiled, slanting the corners of his mouth, as if it was a sarcastic sneer.

What is there to be sarcastic about? What is not worth it.

In this world, everything is so ridiculous.

I obviously hate killing, but I like to come to this Shura field.

obviously hates killing, but he is a soldier, conquest everywhere, and his military achievements are outstanding.

Once the general has achieved ten thousand bones, he is already a general, and there is no shortage of souls to ask for his life at night.

Xiu Yan made a gesture of invitation to Nangong: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the youngest general in my dynasty." ”

Nangong didn't know what this inexplicable praise was talking about, but he didn't want to delve into it. For him, Xiu Yan is just a general acquaintance, and he has always been too lazy to talk to people who are not interested.

One is the general of the Zhendong Che Cavalry, and the other is the general of the capital guard, and there is no intersection.

In the war years, it is not uncommon for second-rank generals under the age of 20 to be in the war years. Fu Yu, the god of war in the neighboring Jialou, became a first-class general as early as the age of seventeen in the change of government and the opposition.

The surrounding audience suddenly cheered, rich businessmen, powerful high-ranking officials, and those gentlemen all put down their identities and reserves at this moment, and roared almost madly, releasing the suppressed irritability of Yi Jinhua.

In troubled times, all plants and trees are soldiers. What about the beginning of the troubled times? A few people washed the blood on their fingertips.

Nangong frowned, he didn't like to be noisy, especially when he was in the midst of noise. But he didn't like to be high-profile, so he just sat in the crowd in a cloth suit. There are too many things in this world that he doesn't like, so he always looks sad.

Xiu Yan looked at him, and unconsciously showed a helpless smile: "What's wrong?"

"It's too noisy. ”

"You're really not fit for a general. ”

"I think so too. ”

"Oh? Why?"

"Because people who are generals don't have a sense of humor. Nangong said aggrievedly.

"Haha...... Hahahaha...... "Xiu Yan seemed to laugh non-stop, and it took a long time to barely calm down, and he stroked his hand while drinking tea, "You're right, there really wasn't much sense of humor in the army in the past." But now that you're a general, you're starting to have a sense of humor...... Ha ha...... Hahaha......"

As he spoke, he laughed to himself, raised his glass and found that the tea in the cup had been drunk, so he grabbed the teapot and drank it without caring about the image, laughing while drinking, and finally choked. A mouthful of tea squirted out and poured all over the bald head of the fat man in front.

The fat man is dressed in a gorgeous suit with oily noodles, and at a glance, he can not know that the folk are rich. He felt a heat on his head, stopped cheering and turned around to look angrily, just about to scold, but saw two lazy but expressionless faces, faintly revealing a depression that made him difficult to breathe, and suddenly remembered that the two young generals who were now in the limelight were suppressed, and all the anger was suppressed in an instant, and he smiled and smiled, turned around, and transformed the unhappiness in his heart into a tiger roar.

Nangong took off the wine jug on his waist and handed it over, Xiu Yan waved his hand and refused: "I don't drink." Drinking alcohol will keep me awake. ”

"You don't look like a martial artist either. Nangong shook the wine jug, flicked the Hussi with his index finger, raised his head and drank it heavily.

The cheers gradually calmed down, and the surging audience also sat down one after another, without those bodies blocking the view, Nangong finally saw the root cause that made the audience almost out of control.

It was a woman, a woman who didn't even dare to describe it with the word woman.

There are no bangs on the forehead, no sideburns in the ears, the hair is simply tied back into a ponytail, and the thick armor only covers the chest and waist and crotch, but the figure is not seductive and hot, slightly thin, revealing lean muscles.

Instead of being equipped with a longsword and a light shield like other warriors, she carried a huge two-handed broadsword on her back, a greatsword that was much taller than her.

This is self-confidence, giving up defense to increase damage, if you are not confident, you are crazy.

Xiu Yan sighed: "I thought that the broadsword woman who has become famous recently is a beauty, but that's it." ”

"Martial artists judge their superiority by their strength, and their appearance is often easy to become a burden. But...... Her eyes are beautiful. ”

"Have you seen her before?"

"No, see you for the first time. ”

"I really want to know how different she is. Xiu Yanlan looked at the woman with interest, he could naturally see what was different from her, but in every story, it seemed that there was a need for a turn from contempt to attention.

People in the world are often conceited and clever, and they are eager to trample those who despise them under their feet and raise their eyebrows.

He knew that Nangong wanted to see such a change from his face.

Then why not as he wished. Xiu Yan never minded being considered a talentless person.

Being taken seriously seems to be more troublesome.

Just an ordinary woman, except that her eyes are really beautiful.

Very beautiful eyes, but indifferent.

Xiu Yan Lan is not a fool, on the contrary, he is smarter than anyone else to reach this position at this age. Therefore, he quietly waited for her performance and prepared his own performance.

Nangong muttered to herself, "She won't let you down." ”