At dawn, the morning star is lonely, and a touch of fish belly white on the horizon is revealed.

Sang Yuan led the horse, wore a leather armor and a black cloak, and raised his hand to knock on the door of the house that originally belonged to him.

The courtyard door opened in response, and Liu Tugou and Yang Xiongji were already standing in the courtyard.

Both of them stood with their eyes closed, their sideburns wet with the cold dew of early spring. They were dressed as they were when they entered the village, except for the vertical marks on their foreheads.

A white horse and a green ox stood honestly behind them, and there was a hazy beauty frozen in the dim skylight.

A hint of surprise flashed in Sang Yuan's eyes, but he didn't say anything, just stood quietly outside the door.

Liu Tugou suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Sang, tell the second brother what is in this grass valley." ”

The person in front of him was standing in the shadows outside the door, except for the narrow eyes, which were still extremely profound, and the rest of his round facial features were not clear.

Sang Yuan lowered his head slightly, but the words he said were not very respectful, still with that frivolous feeling: "Fighting the grass valley is just a saying circulated in private by the masters in the army, after all, this word comes from the mouth of the Rong Di people, and it is stained with the blood and resentment of countless Zhou people. Xian Dengwei was thrown in such a bad realm where he said he would die, and it sounded better to use good steel on the blade as a scout of the army, but in fact, the only use was to buy a moment of time for the masters of Shuofang City to prepare for war before he died. ”

Liu Tugou and Yang Xiongji looked at each other and smiled: "I see, but it will not be more sinister than the situation of Xiu Chunwei back then."

The corners of Sang Yuan's mouth rose, and he shook his head and said: "This can be scored, in addition to the newly built Fourth Banner, the original Three Banners Yu Boss Yu Lao Er was born a horse bandit, and he has always been a bully and afraid of the hard, the hundred cavalry commanders of the Second Banner are a moody devil who can't figure it out, and the Third Banner has always been all the way to the north, and the losses are the most tragic every time, and he may not be able to come back at any time." ”

While speaking, a low horn sound came from the west of the village, and the sound of horses' hooves began to sound on the originally quiet street.

Liu Tugou turned over and said suspiciously: "Such a chaotic way of living, not to mention the whole guard, the soldiers of a banner are scattered everywhere, if there is really a strong enemy to attack, wouldn't it be caught off guard, and even if the people can't get together, they will be broken by each other?"

Sang Yuan sneered: "I just said that Xiandengwei is just a live target placed in the northernmost place, and he really wants to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions? They are all old oilies rolling in the pile of dead people, and they all know when they can stab each other and when they must rely on each other. You've seen all three hundred riders, but have you ever seen one wearing a hundred rider commanders?"

He rode on his horse, glanced back at the place where he had taken the stage first, and the sneer disappeared in a flash: "As for the so-called military discipline and military law, the reason why everyone is still willing to abide by it is just that they want to live longer." It's a pity that there are always some people who want to hold the first guard firmly in their hands, and they deserve to die. ”

Liu Tugou didn't care about Sang Yuan's rebellion, he asked this guy from Ren Xichou's hands, not because he valued Sang Yuan's little trick of breaking off his feelings, but simply liked this kind of wildness on the other party, if it was really a material that could be made, the second master didn't mind creating a second Yang Xiongji.

This kind of careless attitude is directly related to his own experience of being accepted by the old fox, and the root of it is Liu Tugou's bearing and mind born from absolute overwhelming cultivation to strength.

With a grandmaster who deigned to be the captain of a hundred horsemen, Liu Tugou did not feel aggrieved and dissatisfied, nor did he regard it as child's play at all. What if the cultivation is high, even if you can kill the dozens of men in front of you, you can't get their heartfelt obedience and awe.

Liu Tugou felt that the more his inspiration was refined, the more he could feel that the realm of supernatural powers was out of reach, and the difference was not aura, exercises, or talent.

How much real and undoubted insight can be accumulated in the short life of more than ten years?

The old fox said that the deep mountains and old forests are not a place for men to live, and if he wants to go out of the mountains, if he wants to live without disaster to the country and the people, he must be praised by 10,000 people, not just a mouthful, but a feasible road.

Humanity is not yet accessible, and it cannot be above all beings in the world, how can we see the way of heaven?

Don't ask for a beautiful scenery outside the sky, only wish all people to cheer.

Liu Tugou has unswervingly walked on this road to heaven that everyone can tread at the beginning, if he can achieve something in the future, who dares to say that it is not the Yang Xiong halberd and Sangyuan that originated from the sown in front of him, not from this small fourth banner of the first guard, not from the beginning of the first grass valley that is about to begin?

The cavalry pouring out from the countless corners of the village gradually gathered in the north gate square of yesterday's night banquet, and the bonfire that had long been extinguished showed a strange coldness, and the once beating hot flames had become a vague memory after a hangover.

Zhang Jinbei was immediately in front of the gate of the village, with a thick white gauze wrapped in one hand, silently looking at his subordinates who were also silent.

No one wore an obstructive iron armor, a light leather armor, an all-black cloak, and with him, sixty-seven living people and thirty-two dead ghosts.

Oh, and the Fourth Banner All-Flag Centaurs.

Zhang Jinbei nodded at Liu Tugou, and raised his hand to throw over a black object.

Liu Tugou took it and saw that it was two black cloaks. Black robe and black cloak, it seems that this is the unanimous dress of the first guard, the soldiers and civilians of Youzhou privately call the first guard a black crow, I heard that this is still a name from the Di people, presumably because of this.

The second master grinned, and it happened to be one piece with Yang Xiongji.

Zhang Jinbei watched the two of them fasten their cloaks, and said: "I have told the captain that this time I will go farther, go north to Yinshan, and inspect the grasslands belonging to Shu Di within a few hundred miles along the way, and strive to find out whether Shu Di has any changes after the beginning of spring, the danger is not small, and those who do not want to go are not reluctant." ”

The light horsemen of the Third Banner, who had gathered in a neat queue, were silent, and no one raised any objections.

Liu Tugou grinned: "I don't ask any nonsense like I'm not afraid of not coming back, the younger brother has just arrived, and he is not familiar with the situation in the north. ”

Zhang Jinbei glanced at Liu Tugou, nodded and said: "This is the best, I hope you will do what you say, otherwise it doesn't matter if you die, you will have to affect these dozens of brothers." ”

Yang Xiongji snorted silently, lowered his head, and reached out to hold the cold iron long halberd hanging on the side of the cow's back.

The bull rider with a bulky long weapon was particularly eye-catching among the light riders, but fortunately, with the vicious eyes of these old soldiers, he naturally saw the extraordinaryness of the snowhoof green mantis beast, not to mention that if this guy dared to drag his feet, there would naturally be endless black warriors who would work tirelessly to catch up with him.

The gate of the wall slowly opened, the suspension bridge fell, and Liu Tugou and Zhang Jinbei went out of the city side by side.

First ascend to the north of the village, the world is scarce, and the fields are vast.

Black waves rushed across the grassland, and in the distant morning light there were mountains showing deep outlines, like a majestic backbone, standing still, and the strength was deeply hidden.

Zhang Jinbei raised his whip and pointed to it, and said softly: "Yin Mountain, the mountain of the border of the Great Zhou, the Yin Mountain that does not teach Hu Ma to do Yin Mountain." ”