Zhui Xu

The night when the battle ended, there was no dream.

The pain is timeless or reduced, and it has nothing to do with whether there is injury or injury. The whole body is not like oneself. In the daytime of the first day of July, when the consciousness gradually comes back, it is the hotness of the fire on the body, and the worms turn over in the blood. On this night, the dream came back.

It is the sight in the dark sky, like the tide of enemies, the arrows flying, the cheeks of the cheeks are not the sharp edge or the cold wind. But the dark sky did not appear to be oppressive. There were also people around, riding on the horses, and they greeted them forward.

Some people danced long and horizontally, killing them not far away, it was a familiar figure, and many enemies around came up, but they could not drown him. Someone else passed by: "I should go."

"...follow me."

After a simple speech, the plain figure was rushed out with his majesty. Next to his serviceman, he was a very active young man. Unlike his boss, he loves to talk and laughs. Licking his lips, his eyes are like iron.

"Zhou Huan, Xiao Yu..."

He felt wrong in his heart, and the water-like riding rushed past his side, rushing to the front of the enemy line, has been rushing, pushing countless enemies...

In the dark, Liu Chengzong sat up.

The sound in the ear is like an illusion: "I should go..."

In the midst of this, they seem to be alive and still rushing to the enemies. However, the silence in the tent was like a well, and he sat in bed for a long time. The dead person will not wake up again after all.

Liu Chengzong got up and put on his clothes. He opened the curtain and went out from the tent. The hard-working soldiers around him had to follow up and was stopped by him. The celebration last night lasted a lot of time, but in the camp in the early hours of the morning, the campfire had begun to dim and the night was deep and quiet. Some soldiers were sleeping under the fire, and Liu Chengzong passed behind the tent. I saw a soldier sitting on a wooden box and squinting straight. His eyes looked at the night sky, and he did not move, the night before. Some fighters died quietly like this. Liu Chengzong stood for a moment, and after a long time, he saw the soldier’s eyes twitching slightly.

A warrior sat in the shadow of the tent, wiping the long knife in his hand with a cloth strip, and muttering something in his mouth.

The soldiers responsible for standing on the high cargo piles. Holding a long gun, he did not move. His eyes looked at the deep darkness in the distance, and it was like a sly god.

This night, I don't know how many people opened their eyes in their sleep, and then they couldn't sleep any longer.

He went to the tent area where the seriously wounded were in, but did not go in. The painful sound came out from inside, and the accompanying person occasionally moved. This may be the least quiet part of the entire military camp. Out of this piece, outside in the darkness. There are also movements.

A slight **** sigh passed, and the figure and the torch moved there. There is a quiet sentinel on the mouth here. Liu Chengzong whispered in the past: "What is it?"

"Report. A group of wolves came, our people went out to kill, and now they are peeling the skin and taking meat."

"Wolf meat is not good."

"Everyone thought, this time the Xixia people came, although they were broken up, but the food in the northwest, I am afraid there are not many left, what can be eaten. The more the better."

Liu Chengzong nodded and patted his shoulder. The soldiers in the distance raised the bonfire and some people held long knives. Cut the belly of the wolf. In the silhouette of the fire, some people whispered and laughed.

He glanced a few times and turned to leave.

The darkness of the sky picked up the color of the lead, and some soldiers came out early, burning the bodies of the fire, and some soldiers were sitting on the open space. Everyone is quiet. I don't know when Luo Yi came over. Many of his brothers have died in this battle. In this night, in his dreams, there must be an inexhaustible spirit.

Someone used to, grabbed a piece of ashes silently and put it in a small bag. The white belly gradually lit up. On the wilderness, Qin Shaoqian silently sprinkled the ashes into the wind. Not far away, Liu Chengzong also took a piece of ashes and let them fly in the morning breeze between the heavens and the earth.

"After today." Someone shouted in the wilderness, "You and I are together!"

This morning, people in their own way, pinned their grief. Then when they clenched the long knife in their hands again, they understood: We won this battle.

At the end of June of the second year of Jingping, more than 9,000 black-flagged troops defeated the Xixia total of 160,000 troops. In the northwestern region, the first battle that shocked the world began.

*

In the original state, more than 6,000 kinds of family troops are going south, all the way to the position of the original state city. On the morning of the third day of July, the army stopped.

"Li Ganshun is busy collecting food, and he is also busy driving away the 10,000 black flag army. It is difficult to care about the first and the last. The original state is left behind. It is not a fine soldier. The real trouble is that Li Yi, who is behind us, is buried. Their strength is doubled. I, there are cavalry, if it can be defeated, Li Ganshun will inevitably have a big pain, and I will be able to take advantage of the original state."

Above the warhorse, the seedlings point to the map, and Shen said these words. He is forty-six years old this year, and he is half-lived. He has been descending from the female state twice. The family army has continued to collapse. After the Qinglan City was broken, the family was also the grave of the ancestral grave. The famous Western army of the world is now only six thousand. He also had to be half-white, and the whole person was suddenly wrapped up in various things and was 20 years old. However, at this time in the military array, he still has a calm momentum and a clear mind.

Li Ganshun pursued all the way. He led the remnant of this kind of family to keep on twirling. When Li Ganshun’s main force returned to the east, he was only slightly gained. The Xixia army that followed the rear is still one in two, and the number of generals is also the main character of the Xixia royal family.

Next to the Western Army deputy will be slightly frowning: "To be defeated by Li Yi, it may be temporarily feasible. However, I am waiting for so many people today. If I still want to take the original state, the loss will not be said. After Li Ganshun left the black flag, he must be an army. When you come, I am afraid I can’t fight again. Why don’t you take this opportunity, go to it and do it a little, and then recruit the horse and then take the risk.”

He looked at him with a look: "As long as the Western Army is still in the word, Li Ganshun will not come where he goes. The black flag army is short of food, and it is still good to attack Yanzhou. I have this opportunity, what better? Hesitant. As long as I can add some trouble to Li Ganshun, it is a good thing for me to wait for the recruitment. I can recruit and fight while I am. And the black flag army is so fierce. In the face of the iron scorpion, I dare to fight hard, I am waiting for a farmer. This flag, if you can't even get the original state, don't you laugh later?"

This has been for many years. The Western Army’s heroic dry cloud, although defeated before the Jurchen, but this momentum has not yet dispersed. Or it can be said that as long as the family is still there, such pride will not be annihilated. The crowd then began to discuss the style of play and odds against Li Yi. When the negotiation was halfway, the scout came.

- Li Yi buried the army to withdraw east.

"East withdrawal?" The generals frowned. "I want to be confused, and attack me back?"

"He wants to go back to where..."

"Send someone to stare at them immediately..."

"The whole army is vigilant..."

If there is an abnormality, there will be demons. They are all people who have been in the battle for a long time. Everyone starts to be alert first. You guessed the other party’s strategic intentions. After a little half an hour, one of the scouts arrived.

"What action did Li Yi have!!"

"Dong Zhiwei's battle report..."

For a moment, the strange atmosphere enveloped here.

"This is...where came the thing..."

The news was introduced into the breeding army for a time. No one believes, and the same information is spreading in all directions to the east, north, and south. When it is introduced into the army of the south, waiting for it, it is still in a strange atmosphere, and it is "real". Fermentation of two words. The spouse of the family was staring north at night, and in the afternoon of this day, similar information was handed over to the hands of the discount. The battle can be broken for a moment, no words. Only in a closer place, feedback appears relatively fast.

Outside Gyeongju City. On the slow-moving team, the woman turned back: "Haha, 100,000..."

Her laughter is a bit mad: "100,000 people..."

Half a month, the knife that came out of the mountains in the northeast. Broken everything that is in front of you. The man’s means, even the basic cognition of the people, must be swept away. She originally thought that the many obstacles that were stuck around the Xiao Cang River should be a giant net.

Originally, I also felt that I attached Tian Hu. Relying on the power of Tian Hu, one day, this giant tiger will also give him an impressive blow. However, at this moment, when she imagined that the whole force of the tiger king was blocking the front of the other party, she suddenly felt that... there was no power...

"100,000 people..."

......

On the fourth day of July, a lot of news has been completely pushed open on the land in the northwest. The discounted troops were close to Qingyi City. When he looked back at the army behind him, he suddenly felt that the heavens and the earth were a bit desolate.

The army of less than 10,000 people defeated more than 100,000 people in Xixia with a slamming blow. When such an army appears on the land in the northwest, where should it be placed?

Outside the original city, the species looked at the city not far away, and there was a similar mood in the chest. How did the rebellious army of the monarchy do this?

Qingmu Village, which has been chilling for a long time, this day, huge cheers spread from the Zhaimen all the way, boiling the entire valley. On the valley side, there is a house for the special person. The little girl with a knife on her face ran fast on the seemingly simple street: "Three Grandpa! Three Grandpa -"

In the room next to it, a famous Su family was suspicious, confused and even unbelievably whispered.

"Small seven." Su Yu, who looks old and has a slightly weak spirit, sat in a rocking chair, squinting and holding the little girl running. "What happened? So fast."

"Three grandfathers, three grandfathers, three grandfathers..." The little girl danced and began to reverberate and incoherently repeat the news. The old man smiled first, then faded away the slight smile, becoming quiet and solemn, waiting for the little girl to say After finishing it, he reached out and touched the little girl's head gently, then leaned his ears to listen to the cheers of the clouds. He reached for the crutches and stood up slowly.

From the rebellion of Ning Yi, the Su family was forcibly moved to this point, and Su Yu’s face was no longer smiling except when facing several children. He does not understand Ning Yi, nor does he understand Su Tan, but he is more silent than other people or fear or scolding. These things are the place that the old man never thought of in his life. They lived here for a year. During this period, many Su family members were also taken care of and restricted. This time, the Jurchen is here. The northern part threatens Qingmu Village, and the atmosphere in the village is chilling. Many people in the Su family also discussed things that are hard to see in private.

The old man is in his eyes. He knows their stupidity, but the child he most values ​​has joined the ranks of rebellion. What else can he think about? In this way, only at this time, Xiaoqi, who has been following Su Yu, has seen the sudden appearance of the old man who is not quite the same as the past.

He slowly moved forward and walked to the side of the road. The valley was ladder-shaped. Here you can see the crowd below and hear the cheers more clearly. The old man nodded, nodded again, and took a crutches. After a long time, the little girl heard the low, hoarse voice from the mountain wind.

"amazing……"

"My Sujia son-in-law... great..."

"Three grandfather..."

The little girl used to, took his hand...

*

Xiao Cang River, in the afternoon, began to rain.

The old man walked quickly on the slippery mountain road, and the accompanying management held an umbrella. Trying to help him, he was pushed away. He held a piece of paper on one hand and kept shaking.

The courtyard on the mountainside was just ahead, and the old man walked in so quickly. He had rain on his serious face, and his lips were shaking. Ning Yi was watching the heavy rain under the roof, and saw each other coming in and stood up.

"Zuo Gong, what is so urgent."

"Your people, your people..." Zuo Duanyou handed the note over, this is the information sent by his left family. He did not hesitate to hand it over. "Your people, 10,000 people, defeated the 100,000 army of Xixia. You defeated the 100,000 army of Xixia..."

"Yeah." Ning Yi took over the information. I took it in my hand and nodded. He didn't look at it - obviously, he knew it, he knew it first.

"The old man was worried that you would have folded all of your people out of your head. I can't think of it... I can't think of you doing this. You, you save the entire northwest..."

In terms of temperament, Zuo Duanyou has always been a serious and somewhat extreme old man who rarely praises others. But at this moment, he did not dare to express his praise and excitement about this matter. Ning Yi nodded again, sighed and smiled slightly.

"Yeah, I... I was guessing that they couldn't do it. It's good, they did it."

The left end of the company nodded, he stood under the eaves, looked at the rain, and then looked at Ning Yi, slightly frowning: "Young people, open to laugh. You won the battle, what to wear with my old man!"

Ning Yi laughed. He looked at Zuo Duanyou and smiled for a moment: "But a lot of people died. I don't watch the battle report. I know that there are bound to be many people."

"Is there a victory, don't you die?"

"They are all good people, valuable people, and ... people who are qualified for survival." Ning Yi looked at the heavy rain and said, "Some people always look at people and people, I never think so, people and There are ten times and a hundred times the gap between people, there are three or six, etc. The old man always said that what I taught them in the Xiao Cang River is not necessarily wisdom, I agree. However, as a soldier, it is out. Your own life, to do things this way, to achieve such a victory. They are supposed to be more qualified to survive."

Zuo Duanyou looked at the front and nodded. "This point, the old man agrees."

"If you are a mediocre person, the world will follow the tide, but the knife is not good, but the knife is added. I don’t have to feel sorry for them. People in the world have to pay for their survival. These people have paid the price. However, ... is even more sad. They should live the most. If everyone in the world can do this, or ... how much can be done a little, they can not die."

The left end brows frown.

"So, I am happy for the victory. At the same time, I feel heartbroken. I think this heartache is also a good thing."

Under the rain, Lai Yi’s voice is calm, and this complicated and simple idea is stated. In the room next to it, Jin Er poked his head out: "Xiang Gong." Seeing the left end is in the air, some embarrassedly depressed the voice, "something packed up."

"You have to go out..." Zuo Duanyou looked over there~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For a moment, nodded, "Yes, you won, you have to accept Yanzhou..."

"Not necessarily." In front of the courtyard, there is a small team of guards who are gathering in the rain, and there are also horses and horses. Ning Yi has turned his head and looked at the gathering of these people. "It has already won, and has lost its life." People have time to rest."

He said: "...It’s time for a dirty intrigue to play."

Listening to Ning Yi’s words, the old man raised his brows...

In July, the Black Flag Army embarked on a trip back to Yanzhou. In the northwest, a large number of Xixia troops were fleeing in different directions and marching in different directions. In the days when Xixia Wang lost contact, several troops had already Returning to the Hengshan defense line, some of the troops clung to the city that was hit. However, not long after, the anger that has been brewing for a long time in the northwest will break out because of the frontal defeat of the 100,000 army.

It may take a long time to go away from the disappearance of the entire Xixia invasion. In the Xiao Cang River, the biggest anti-reverse man also came out of the mountains after the victory of the Black Flag Army and came to Yanzhou. In mid-July, he was already close to Yingtianfu’s new emperor system and received the news from the northwest. One year after the murder of the Wu dynasty monarch in court, the rebellious 10,000 Wurui battalion slashed a knife in a chaotic environment in the northwest. This attack defeated the entire nation of Xixia.

The world will be tilted, and there will be a group of devils dancing. The most chaotic era is really coming. (To be continued.)

PS: The starting point of the writer's area has been revised, which limits the number of titles, so it cannot be changed to (12). The Thunder represents the attack of the Black Flag Army. The long wind represents the general trend of the world. I can't think of writing so much. Change the title in the next chapter.

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