The happy life of the devil and the devil

For Yuan Shao, rushing to the battle in person was already an extremely long memory.The last time I personally put on armor and killed an enemy on the battlefield was five years ago - according to Ling Yucheng's calendar, it was the seventh year of Jiayou and the battle of Huilongdu.At that time Ling Yucheng was just a lieutenant general who was sent by the coach to the outskirts of the battlefield to support him, but fortunately he did not face Yuan Shao head-on.

That time, Yuan Shao was in heavy armor, holding a hundred-refined long sword in his hand, and led his troops to rush back and forth in the enemy's formation, and there was no one in front of his horse.He also killed a few people from the Jianghu who came to sneak attack--it was later learned that those people were actually famous people in the Jianghu in Yu Xia.

At that time, he watched all directions with his eyes and listened to all directions. Apart from chopping, chopping, wiping, and chopping with a long knife, he also kept observing the enemy's formation, and led his own army to the weakest and most uncomfortable place of the enemy's army. place rush.However, this time, when Yuan Shao jumped into the battle, all he saw was that horse, that gun, and that person.

That horse is a prairie horse king that he brought with his own hands and tamed by that man himself. It can be half a head taller than ordinary horses; that gun is the result of his daily training and training for more than two years. The martial arts; that person is the person he trusts with the army and entrusts the heavy responsibility, the person he always remembers, and the person who will get out of the camp in the middle of the winter to watch!

Shouting in the ears, and thundering horseshoes behind him, to Yuan Shao, he was not as eye-catching as the occasional figure in the battle group.Closer, closer.In the clutter of smoke and dust, Ling Yucheng can already be seen taking the lead!

In the twilight of the morning, the man leaned forward slightly, with his hands forward and backward, tightly holding the big black silver spear that was one foot three feet long. Every time he swung, a little bit of blood flew out from the tip of the spear, falling on the ground, on the horse or on the enemy standing in front of him.

Black clothes and armor, black horse and black gun.The whole body is pure black, only the cheeks are like jade porcelain, the little blood stained on it not only does not make people feel dirty, but like a red plum blooming in the snow, it is even more eye-catching.Yuan Shao almost instinctively galloped his horse in that direction and swung his saber. After some time, the pressure lightened, and the one beside him was Ling Yucheng's pure black tall horse!

"Changsheng!" Fighting in the middle of the night, Ling Yucheng's clothes were not as neat as usual, and a corner of the flying cloak was missing.He couldn't fully salute with the armor on his body, not to mention that when he was still charging, Ling Yucheng just turned his head and shouted: "Your Majesty!"

His voice was very hoarse, but his spirit was very uplifting.Yuan Shao and him rushed forward together, and as soon as they killed an enemy standing in front of them, they heard Ling Yucheng yelling amidst the noise of people shouting horses neighing and weapons clashing: "Your Majesty, cut them off!"

"it is good!"

The area around the war horse rushed straight to the side following what Ling Yucheng was pointing at.The Jinwu Guard who had been following Yuan Shao turned around and just wedged between the two enemy forces, separating the fresh troops who were rushing to help and the defeated soldiers who were killed by Ling Yucheng.

Lei Yong: It's time to go here a long time ago, you have to meet the queen first... We can't keep up with the queen's words...

This battle was hearty.

It was only three o'clock when the camp was set on fire, and it was already dusk the next day when the troops returned.From midnight to early morning, the main battalion of the northern barbarians has been shaken by Ling Yucheng, so how can it withstand Yuan Shao leading troops into the battle?Under the blow of thunder, the whole army collapsed.

After the northern barbarian army collapsed, all Yuan Shao had to do was cover up and kill them, leaving 1 people in the settlement to watch the main camp, and all the rest of the men who could ride horses and hold knives, go!

When the night fell completely, even Yuan Shao's account was moved forward by more than ten miles.The ground outside the tent was bloody, and after a few steps, there would be corpses of fallen soldiers and horses, or bright red bloodstains condensed on the ice and snow.Even if it is a severe winter in the northern country, the hot blood will freeze after a short time, and the pungent bloody smell can't be suppressed.

At nightfall, Ling Yucheng stepped into Yuan Shao's account.

Because the pursuit was carried out lightly, even if Yuan Shaogui was the emperor, it was just the lightest cowhide tent, which was directly tied into the snow, with two saddles stacked together as a seat.Yuan Shao sat in the middle, Lei Yong stood behind with his saber on his shoulders, and the guards of Habayashi, Tiance, Flying Cavalry, and the three guards, Eagle, Flying, Bear, Leopard and Tao, stood side by side one by one.

At that time, the vast snowfield had returned to silence, and even the wind and snow that had roared for a whole day had stopped unknowingly.No one dared to make noise near the king's tent. Occasionally, the only thing that broke the tranquility was the neighing of a war horse in the distance, or the screams of a seriously injured enemy being killed with a knife.

When Ling Yucheng stepped in, everyone was stunned and their hair stood tall.

There was nothing unusual about the dark armor. It should have been cleaned and scrubbed just before entering the tent. In the gaps between the armor leaves, there were drops of water dripping with a faint fishy smell.The combat boots stepped heavily on the snow, and every step left a light red footprint on the pure white snow.

"Your Majesty," under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ling Yucheng strode forward with one hand on his sword.Step by step firmer, step by step faster, until three steps away from Yuan Shao, he just knelt down on one knee, raised his head, and raised his voice:

"The minister is fortunate not to disgrace his life!"

On the snow field outside the tent, corpses piled up like mountains.

The man came step by step with blood marks, stepped over the mountain of corpses, the sea of ​​blood, and the heads of all the enemies in front of the broken horse, walked straight to him, and bowed down with his sword: "Your Majesty, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"

Yuan Shao knew that this scene was seared into his heart from the moment he witnessed it.Every broken and broken pattern on the battle robe, every drop of blood falling from the armor leaf, the knuckles wrapped with cloth strips on the hilt of the sword, and most importantly, the pair of shining eyes under the helmet, let the time flow and the world turn upside down Nor will it be forgotten.

I want to step forward and pull him up immediately, I want to hold him tightly in my arms, I want to tell him all my worries and all my joys and peace of mind - however, Yuan Shao still sits there steadily, only slightly He leaned forward and nodded calmly:

"You never let me down."

In an instant, Ling Yucheng's shoulders trembled slightly, and his eyes under the light of the fire became brighter and brighter.Very slowly, very slowly, a faint smile appeared on the blood-stained lips.

Ten days lying in the snow and drinking ice, ten days exhausting energy and worrying.From the third watch of last night to this evening, I personally took the arrows and stones and charged into battle.All the torment and all the fatigue were completely healed by this sentence.

You have never let me down.

On that day, he asked for orders to divide his troops into battle. When he played the battle with Yuan Shao in the tent, he once said: "This battle is actually easy for me. You work hard to defend the camp, and wait for the enemy to meet you. No matter how easy it is, I will come out to pick up cheap things. If something can't be done, the worst thing is to lead the troops back to the pass..."

That was actually the deepest worry in his heart: he was afraid that someone would say that he had used the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers in the imperial camp to achieve his meritorious deeds, and he was even more afraid that under the hard guard of the imperial camp, someone would say in front of Yuan Shao that he led troops to wait and see, but it was actually intentional. Putting the emperor in a dangerous position, and even deliberately weakening the power of the emperor... How many generals who commanded the army won the battle, but fell under such attacks, and their reputations were ruined.

Cautiously speaking in a joking tone, Yuan Shao laughed out loud in the middle of the sentence, and punched him heavily on the shoulder, smashing all his next words back into his stomach:

"Come on! Leading troops to fight, when have you let me down?"

And when he returned from victory, Yuan Shao answered him in front of everyone, and it was the compliment he wanted to hear the most.

He is the sharpest sword in Yuan Shao's hands.Usually it is kept quietly by your side, but when it is pulled out of the sheath, it will be thundered and enraged, and the four barbarians will be overwhelmed.This sword will always be held in Yuan Shao's palm, and it will always point in the direction the lord needs.

Seeing Ling Yucheng's eyes brighten up, Yuan Shao couldn't help but smile back and got up to leave his seat.Walking towards Ling Yucheng, he asked, "How was the result?"

While speaking, Yuan Shao had already walked in front of him, leaning forward to help him.The palm rested on Ling Yucheng's arm armor, it was cold and wet, and immediately water droplets condensed on the palm.With a slight lift, Ling Yucheng moved slightly, but didn't stand up with it——

"The minister led the army in pursuit, beheaded the northern barbarian Khan, and captured more than a dozen of his younger brothers and important officials." Lang Lang, the man kneeling in front of him, replied: "We have captured the golden wolf banner and many flags in the army, and the rest of the prisoners, cattle There are countless sheep, gold and silver treasures."

"it is good!"

Yuan Shao was overjoyed and pulled it upwards.Ling Yucheng followed his strength and stood up, followed by a slight stagger.Fortunately, Yuan Shao reacted very quickly, spit out the inner force in his palm, and firmly supported him to stand up straight.After a pause, he felt Ling Yucheng's arm lightly struggle in his palm, he broke away from his support, and took a tentative step forward.

It turned out that it wasn't that he was willing to stand up until he had finished speaking, but that he had lost all strength at all...

"Okay, this battle will bring ten years of peace to northern Xinjiang!" While laughing and praising, Yuan Shao carefully cared for Ling Yucheng, and walked back to his seat in line with his pace.As soon as he was seated, Ling Yucheng was still winking at someone to bring the seat, and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, minister... can I rest here for a while?"

...can he say no?Can he say wait a minute, have I already asked someone to bring you something to sit on?

As soon as he nodded, Ling Yucheng sat down cross-legged.Yuan Shao took a quick glance in his busy schedule and saw that he had put the broken cloak under his body, so he stopped forcing him to get up - it would take time to go in and out.Looking around at the courtiers standing around, he coughed and continued halfway through the meeting:

"Zhu Qing, how are you waiting for the battle?"

"Report to Your Majesty, minister..."

Habayashi Wei's lieutenant had just reported the situation, and now he stood aside and shrank back.Tiance Guard's leading lieutenant took a step forward and began to report today's battle results and battle damage to Yuan Shao.

"The minister's troops cut... the captives... 18 people died in battle, 35 people were seriously injured, and slightly injured..."

"The minister's troops are cut..."

"minister……"

One by one, the generals who were qualified to stand in front of Yuan Shao came out in order.The tone may be excited, or high-spirited, or trying to be plain, or full of joy in a respectful way.With the reporting of the merits, the atmosphere in the tent gradually became warm and cheerful.

Yuan Shao listened attentively with a smile, nodding his head from time to time in praise.Suddenly there was a weight on his knee, and when he looked down, Ling Yucheng was sitting on the ground next to him, with his head resting on his knee, and had already fallen into a deep sleep, with one hand still tightly holding the hilt of the sword.

The author has something to say: The poster's eyes are inflamed T_T...

Xiaoling: Let me sleep for a while...I really can't hold it anymore...

Your Majesty: Hey, don't sleep here, you'll catch a cold, you haven't showered yet...@#￥%&...