Under the gate of Kuicheng

Changsun Jing glanced at the big and small officials in Kuicheng, and snorted coldly, and the officials present were suddenly like frightened birds, and they didn't dare to gasp.

"I think Charlin dares to have any opinions!" the eldest grandson Jing said righteously, "As a general of the Yuan Palace, it is incompetent to be greedy for merit and rash to cause a great defeat!

Saying that, Changsun Jing glanced at Xing Zhen, and then said to the city lord, "Changqing, I know you are loyal, so I don't blame you, but you have to remember that the old man can stand here and talk to you today, instead of facing a group of graves and ruins, you all have to thank this child!"

"Lord Tingwei?" the city lord turned his head to look at Xing Xuan, nodded and said.

"Chief Guard, hey, Li Moqi still has a discerning eye this time. Eldest Sun Jing said, looking at Xing Xuan, "Boy, why didn't you tell me that you are still the chief of the court guard of my Yuan Palace?"

"Old general, you didn't ask me, and second, the official position is a name, so why be proud of it. Xing Xuan arched his hand and said calmly and naturally.

Eldest Sun Jing nodded: "Well said, if my Yuan Hall is all people like you, why worry about not being able to achieve hegemony!." Let Li Moqi take the lead, the old man originally wanted to recruit you into the army, but for so many years, you are the only one who dares to look directly into the old man's eyes. ”

"General Xie is very loving. Xing Xuan arched his hand.

"Okay, don't say hello anymore, the old man is camping outside the city, and he won't enter the city today!" Changsun Jing said, "In order to prevent the comeback of the demonic beast, the old man will be stationed here for three days." ”

"The lower official has thanked the general for the people of Kuicheng, and will never forget the general's kindness today!" the city lord hurriedly bowed his head and said.

"That kid!" Eldest Sun Jing glanced at Xing Zhen on the side.

A stirring spirit on the side hurriedly walked over and arched his hand: "Old general." ”

"You and the old man come, and build a military camp with the old man's soldiers!" Changsun Jing said.

"Yes!" Xing Yu immediately responded, without the slightest hesitation, Changsun Jing stroked his beard when he saw this, and asked suspiciously: "So refreshing?

"Today, I am fortunate to have the old general rescue Kuicheng, even if it is just according to my personal calculations, you are also the life-saving benefactor of my relatives, helping to set up camp, a trivial matter. Xing Xuan said.

"Okay!" Changsun Jing smiled with satisfaction, "That's what you said." ”

"Yes" Xing Xuan pursed her lips, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

night

Xing Xuan carried a ten-meter tree with difficulty, walked into the brightly lit military camp in front of him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

With a loud bang, Xing Yan threw the tree and sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Xing Xuan looked at the several large trees that were being divided by the soldiers, let out a long breath, and slowly closed his eyes, wanting to rest on the wood.

At this time, he heard a "coo" around him, and subconsciously opened his eyes.

Xing Zhen looked to the side and found that the eldest grandson Jing was sitting next to him, sitting upright, closing his eyes and calming down.

Xing Zhen was startled, and was about to stand up and salute, but was grabbed by Changsun Jing.

"You don't have to salute. Eldest Sun Jing whispered, "Boy, do you know what the art of war is?"

"The Art of War?" Xing Xuan wondered, "I've never marched and fought in Xia, I don't know." ”

"However, I think the art of war is how to effectively kill one's own enemies. Xing Xuan thought about it carefully and said.

Eldest Sun Jing smiled and opened his eyes to look at the night sky.

"No, on the contrary, the art of war is how to kill the least people in a situation where they have to fight. Changsun Jing said, "Battles are all about death, and the people you know and familiar people may die." ”

"The young boy who came out of the city to-day, the old man knew at first glance that he was a soldier, his face was heavy, and his head was bowed, probably because his comrades had gone. Eldest Sun Jing sighed and said.

Xing Xuan was silent when he heard this, he knew who Changsun Jing was talking about.

"Today's strife is continuous, conquest, defending, talented generals command the army like an arm, incompetent generals exhaust the three armies, and thousands of people die. ”

"Although the strength of the Yuan is strong, after all, it is only an individual, and it is impossible to shake such a thing as 'potential' if he fights alone. ”

"Boy, are you willing to learn the art of war?" said Changsun Jing suddenly, "The old man can guide you." ”

Xing Yu was thinking about listening to Changsun Jing's words, and this sentence pulled his thoughts back.

"Old general, although you are my superior, but I only met you in Pingshui, why do you want to teach me the art of war?" Xing Xuan asked suspiciously.

The eldest grandson Jing snorted and said, "It's right to meet in Pingshui, but the old man found that your eyes have a different brilliance from ordinary people. ”

"The old man trusts his instincts, you are a malleable talent. ”

Xing Yu smiled and said: "The younger generation is somewhat interested in the art of war and is willing to try to learn the art of war, but I am afraid that it will eventually disappoint the general, because the younger generation does not like war, and does not want to make meritorious contributions, the younger generation is a person with no ambitions, and he just wants to let the people around him live happily." ”

Eldest Sun Jing smiled, as if he was lost in thought.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "Since you are willing to learn, don't sleep tonight." ”

"Huh?!" Xing Xuan looked at Changsun Jing in surprise, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

Three days later

The eldest grandson Jing pulled out the camp in the morning and returned to the court, and the city wall of Kuicheng was also repaired, and the city was still a mess, either repairing the house, or wearing linen and filial piety, and crying silently.

However, the army of demonic beasts has been repulsed, the entire Kuicheng has been stabilized, and the magic circle has been restored with the help of Changsun Jing's army.

It will take time for everything to fall into place, but surviving is the best.

Xing Xuan stood on the city wall, watched the magnificent army march away, and looked down at a book in his hand.

This is the art of war book given to him by Changsun Jing, in the past three days, although Changsun Jing taught him every day, he did not say anything about how to march and fight, how to arrange troops.

Instead, he talked about a bunch of things about "thoughts", explained to himself what war is, what "potential" is, what is mental art, and told himself what kind of heart he should hold.

Xing Xuan was confused when he heard these things, as if he didn't understand them, but even so, he engraved them in his mind and carefully recorded them for later study.

Although I don't like war, but after this crisis in Kuicheng, I know that not liking it doesn't mean that I can't face it, and there is no harm in learning more.

night

Xing Xuan came to Qianyun's military camp, and because of this war, they stayed here temporarily.

At this time, the barracks were dead silent, the white cloth was simple but the tent was tightly covered, and the white chrysanthemums placed everywhere swayed in the wind.

Qianyun sat in front of the brazier, and in front of him, several corpses covered with white cloth were parked.

He sat still, his eyes fixed on the crackling sparks, and he didn't say a word.

Xing Xuan's footsteps stopped, and he stood there, quietly looking at Qianyun.

These people who died in the war, those who were called "priests" made mass for them, read hymns, and they were laid to rest tomorrow.

"Come here. After a long time, Qianyun sighed, and his tone was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person in front of him.

Xing Xuan walked over and sat down beside Qianyun, also silent.

"In front of me is Yaheng, the second great man who competed with you. Qianyun said, "Do you know, although he looks fierce and rude, but he is very righteous, that time the brother in the camp had a sudden illness, it happened to be in the middle of the night, there was nowhere to find a doctor, he climbed the cliff overnight, and picked herbs. ”

The cliffs at night were treacherous and treacherous, and he felt a chill down his spine when he thought about it, but I knew that he would go again next time. ”

"I don't know, such a strong and righteous person, just left. Qianyun couldn't say any more, buried her head in her lap and choked up, "I sometimes ...... Sometimes I feel like he's asleep, he's joking with me......"

Xing Xuan listened quietly and said nothing.

At this time, silence is the greatest respect for the dead and grieving, and any persuasion is pale and even hateful.

Xing Xuan looked at the white cloth that was blown by the wind, and couldn't help but fall into memory.

Of course he remembered the big man, he was indeed vicious, he looked like a ruffian, but he remembered that the big man was like a shield in front of the soldiers, defending them.

Xing Zhen has seen the list of the dead from the city lord, so many names, in the eyes of the city lord officials, they are just a symbol that needs to be compensated, but they are the sons of some people, the brothers of some people, the husbands of some people, and the fathers of some people, just like Yaheng is very important to Qianyun and others, and it is also very important in the hearts of some people.

No wonder the elder general Changsun would say that, war itself is a terrible and cruel thing.

The night was quiet, and the breeze was gentle and silent.

A few days later

After a few busy days, basically important things have been back on track, and Xing Xuan, Chen, Lu Che and others can finally go home.

Fortunately, the house on the outskirts of Xing Xuan and the others may have been protected by the magic circle, and it was not tainted with the flames of war.

After a little tidying up, if everyone in the troupe re-moves in, everything will return to normal.

Having said that, in this battle, Lu Che and the others were very active in logistics, helped the army a lot, and were rewarded by the lord of the city, and their status as 'slaves' was outlawed.

This is also the requirement of Xing Zhen.

Yes, before this, that is, after Xing Xuan joined the Yuan Palace, after all, a lot of Xing Xuan was given, and in order to be able to say the past, Lu Che and these beggars had the brand of "slaves", and fortunately they nominally belonged to Xing Xuan.

Now they were pushed down the river to restore their civilian status, and Xing Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Husband and soldier, the soldier is impermanent, the water is impermanent, and it changes ...... because of the enemy" Xing Xuan lay on his side on the bed, supporting his head with his hands, and carefully read the art of war.

"Soldier Yin and Yang, Soldier Situation, Soldier Power and Strategy........." Xing Xuan yawned as he read it, frowning.

This is rare, and for a person like Xing Xuan, who regards learning as his life, he is a little impatient to read this book.

"It's so hard to read, this thing is much more difficult than those fields of magic. Xing Xuan said to herself, "I didn't expect this war to be a university question." Amon should be called, and the 'good things' should be shared. ”

Just then, Chen pushed the door and entered.

Seeing this, Xing Xuan put down the book and sat up.

"Qianyun and they have returned to Beishan, because it is still a special period, so they need to be careful, they asked me to tell you. Chen said, sitting next to him.

Xing Xuan nodded, and then suddenly remembered something.

"Hey, by the way, how is the loss over there in Xicheng?" Xing Xuan said.

"Xicheng, I don't know, aren't you the chief of the imperial guard?" Chen said with a blank look, "but it is said that Xicheng is not very badly damaged because of its small scope. ”

Xing Xuan nodded, and opened the military book again.

"That's good, I'll go to Xicheng tomorrow. Xing Xuan said, "Are you going with me?"

"No, tomorrow I plan to practice for a whole day" Chen said with a bitter face, "You are about to refine the Yuan, but I am still Ning Yuan, how can I surpass you if I don't cultivate?"

"How can it be so fast, Lian Yuan. Xing Xuan laughed out loud, "Although it is simple for Ning Yuan to be promoted to quenching the body, but after that, the road of cultivation is difficult step by step, and it is said that it will take fifty years for ordinary Yuan to go from the peak of quenching to refining the yuan." ”

"Fifty years?" Chen exclaimed.

"yes, do you think it's that easy?" Xing Xuan rolled his eyes and looked down at the art of war, "My cultivation is almost in a state of stagnation, and every step requires a lot of accumulation, although it won't take fifty years, it will be difficult to advance in the short term. ”

"I won't tell you, I'm going to cultivate. Chen jumped up as he said and ran outside, "Take advantage of the fact that you can't advance now, hurry up and cultivate, and strive to surpass you!"

Xing Xuan looked at the back of Chen running out and laughed.