I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 175
Yang Qing felt very regretful that the hope could not be fulfilled.

It seems that we have to find another way!

The next day, the army set off.

It was cold before dawn, and the whole camp began to get busy.

The soldiers in charge of logistics put away the tents, folded them, and loaded them on the carriages.

Shrouded in the morning mist, the entire camp of tens of thousands of troops marched in the direction of the wilderness in an orderly manner.

Chariots rattling, horses rustling, soldiers with bows and arrows at their waists, generals riding horses, wearing silver helmets and cloaks.

As a wizard in the army, Yang Qing naturally didn't have to walk on two feet like ordinary soldier Yang.

He relies on four feet.

The big black horse under the crotch is tall and graceful, and it is quite handsome.

In the morning light, the weather is slightly cold.

Yang Qing was riding on the back of the big black horse, smoking a cigarette, and patted the neck of the big black horse.He said in a low voice, "Brother, from now on we will be guarding each other forever. As a partner who will be guarding each other forever, let me give you a name!"

Dahei snorted and shook his head slightly.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Yang Qing took a deep breath, and then exhaled gently.

After thinking for a while, he lowered his head and gently patted the horse's neck and said, "Since you are so dark, and we met on this wild ancient road. Then I will call you... Ma Dan, how about it?"

The black horse was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately stood on the spot with all four feet, refusing to move.

The sudden brake almost threw Yang Qing from the front of the horse's neck.

"I go!"

After Yang Qing staggered, he couldn't help but pounced forward.

He quickly clamped his legs and hugged the horse's neck, so as not to fall.

"My lord wizard, the horse is spiritual, it can understand you!"

A school lieutenant rode by and saw Yang Qing in a state of distress, so he kindly reminded him.

He just stopped behind for a long time.

He couldn't bear it when he heard that the wizard was going to name the horse Horse Egg.

"Oh, thanks bro!"

Yang Qing hurriedly cupped his hands in thanks.

After the captain left, Yang Qing lowered his head, looked at the black horse standing in the same place sullenly and said: "Why, don't you like it? Then I will give you a different name!"

"Chasing the wind, how about it!"

Yang Qing suddenly thought that the name came from a TV series or movie.

The black horse shook its head and snorted chugly.

"Is it a bit vulgar, do you think it still sounds better?"

Yang Qing asked unwillingly.

Dark Horse: "..."

……

After bypassing Cloud City, the army headed north all the way.

Three days later, at dusk, Yang Qing's troops came to the northernmost cloud mountain of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Not long after, the order came.

The army will rest again tonight, and will continue to march tomorrow morning.

After an order.

The soldiers let out a weary sigh and were finally able to rest.

The firehead soldiers began to bury the pot to cook.

The logistics soldiers began to busy with setting up tents, repelling mosquitoes and so on.

Yang Qing had nothing to do, standing outside the tent, looking at the khaki-colored Great Wall with only a few traces left.He couldn't help but think of the side wall in the north of Gaoliu County.

Hey, Ding Xuan is still retreating there.

Yang Qing became inexplicably irritable, and subconsciously touched his pocket.

Seeing this, Zhu Gui immediately took out his cigarette and held it to Yang Qing with both hands.

Yang Qing glanced at Zhu Gui, secretly praising this kid for his sharp eyesight.

Then, with a cigarette in his mouth, he took out a torch and lit it.

Take a deep breath and exhale gently.

He had a cigarette in his mouth and put it on his waist, looking at the vast mountains, he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"Beacon smoke never falls for a thousand years!"

Scholar Yang Xiaoliang said softly, his eyes full of nostalgia.

He originally wanted to recite a poem, but he glanced at Zhu Gui and Yang Qing beside him, thinking that they would laugh at his childish poetry.

Moreover, he feels that reciting poems is a very subjective thing, as long as he likes it, he doesn't need to recite it.

Taking a ten thousand step back, as long as I like this mountain and river, why use poetry.

I really like it, so why bother.

Yang Qing was smoking a cigarette, facing the wind, looking at the mountains and the Great Wall.

Unknowingly, a round of bright moon hangs in the sky that is about to be night.

Bright, cold, lonely.

Yang Qing raised his head and glanced at Yue, and then at the army tent behind him.

Looking at the tents like white flowers, the curling smoke, and the soldiers squatting by the bonfire writing letters because of homesickness, I suddenly remembered a poem I heard from somewhere before, and I felt this feeling even more. For this scene, a poem should be recited.

He took a deep breath, and said softly: "I can't listen to the troubles and sorrows, and the high autumn moon shines on the Great Wall."

On the side, the scholar Yang Xiaoliang heard the words and commented in a low voice.

Then he sighed and bowed his head sadly.

I really don't have the talent to write poetry.

"Go, let the water go!"

With a big wave of his hand, Yang Qing led the two of them towards the Great Wall.

Romance or nostalgia are not suitable for Yang Qing.

Yang Qing is just a layman.

And he's the kind of layman who likes to stand in rows with his brothers and piss against the wall.

……

Not far away, on the beacon tower.

The old general Lin Dong, wearing a white cloak, stood by the beacon tower.

The evening wind blew, and the old general's gray hair and beard swayed gently in the wind.

Complicated eyes appeared in his slightly cloudy eyes.

He raised his eyes and saw that the earthen city wall on the mountain ridge has gone through thousands of years, and traces are still visible today.

"Ten thousand years ago, the human race suffered so much... Hey, what the fuck, you, Yang Qing, what are you doing!"

Just as old general Lin Dong was looking at the ruins of the Great Wall, feeling melancholy, he suddenly saw that Yang Qing, not far away, brought two soldiers with his back to him, unbuttoned his pants, and was spraying water on the Great Wall. .

The gorgeous poems in his stomach disappeared immediately, just like when tasting the best food in the world in Tianxiu Pavilion, the beauty serving the food suddenly collapsed, and it happened that this beauty also had diarrhea.

The result can be imagined.

Old General Lin Dong felt this way at this time.

He looked at Yang Qing's two soldiers, who were spitting water against the wall, as if he had eaten a dead fly, disgusting.

Yang Qing was taken aback.

He quickly fastened his trousers and slipped away with two soldiers.

The fat shopkeeper Zhu Gui was so frightened that he didn't finish urinating, so he stuffed it back.As a result, Yu Li was ticking, and half of his pants were wet.

But Yang Qing, a scholar, is fine.Well, at this time he was squatting by the frozen river to wash his hands, and it seemed that he had peed on his hands.Wait, he actually started to wash his face... I'll go, I'm terrified after thinking about it.

……

Back to the tent.

Not long after Yang Qing sat, the smell of food came.

Zhu Gui and Yang Qing came back with the ordered meals.

"My lord, it's time to eat!"

Zhu Gui raised Yang Qing's lunch box with both hands and said respectfully.

"Eat it!"

Yang Qing took the lunch box and took a look. The food was still rice soaked in meat oil.

Hey, it's been three days in a row.

Yang Qing shook his head helplessly and began to eat.

He ate with a troubled look on his face.

While others gobbled it up.

The vast majority of soldiers come from ordinary or even poor families.

From childhood to adulthood, some people have never even seen what white rice looks like, and more people have never eaten a little bit of meat.

But now, there are both white rice and meat oil.

For them, this is heaven.

After dinner, Yang Qing had nothing to do.

He sat on a rock and watched the sunset.

Thinking about the way forward in my heart.

The appearance of Marshal Lin Qiu brought great hope to Yang Qing.

He faintly felt that Lin Qiu might be Lin Wanqiu.

It's just borrowing special props and disguised as a man.

And just as Su Si said before, the late autumn should be due to some problems with inner demons.Become another person in this world.

To determine whether it is true or not, Yang Qing needs to get close to Lin Qiu and judge carefully!

Therefore, Yang Qing decided to put aside his plan of becoming a deserter for the time being, and follow along first.

(End of this chapter)