Moth

The tribal leader of West Nian has a very mysterious habit-he likes to change his name.

When Liao Xuan, the old town west general, was still around, he was called Sai Liaoxuan.But this kind of name is useless, because he has never taken advantage of Liao's players.

Later, looking forward to looking forward to looking forward to, finally put Liao Xuan to the hope of death, Gu Yao's footsteps approached.He obeyed the destiny and changed his name to Sai Guyao.

But what deviated from his erratic name was this man's unchanging wolf ambition. He never gave up his goal of breaking through the border defense of Yuanhe County.In his heart there is a plan that is earth-shattering, at least in his lifetime, to double the border of Xi Nian.

It’s not that he’s tired of the way of life in the frontiers of the Western Regions with grapes, wine, and luminous cups, but that he is carrying the backbone of a nation, and he will be responsible for the future of the entire nation—the Central Plains occupies a unique geographical location, where water, fields, and rice , The master of resources, and the Western Regions are more like the abandoned sons of heaven. Looking at the past, it is either barren grassland or endless sandy land.

After all, there is nothing wrong with war itself.

The purpose of war is for the people, and with lofty goals comes brutal killings.War tramples on the bones and flesh and blood of countless people, and wears a bloody cloak, but it is to achieve beauty. It has never been a nonsense without a reason.

In fact, the leader of the West Twister is not as capricious as rumored.His real name is Fei Ruzi, he is a serious young man with deep eyes and high nose.

West Nian lagged behind the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and was passively beaten for half a year.The previous leader single-handedly established the current West Nian horse team, but failed to survive a few years of good times, and the command of that team of strong men was hereditary in his hands.

Right now it is the annual Gudu Festival of the Xilian people, but the situation in the Wang Tent is still the same as before.

"My king, a secret letter sent back from Qinghe County on Sumi Festival." On the carpet in the center of the king's tent, there was a man kneeling on one leg with his head buried in his chest respectfully.Then someone came forward to pick up the secret letter he presented.

On the throne, a man with a hooked nose and deep eye sockets raised his head.

His hair is brownish, and the strands are tied into countless braids hanging down his shoulders. His forehead looks like it has been scalded by a branding iron, with a deep wing mark imprinted on it.In the Central Plains, the body, hair and skin of the parents, leaving any mark on the face is a symbol of humiliation, and there is a punishment called ink punishment.In the Western Regions, only the leader who has taken over the scepter is eligible to leave the imprint of the tribe's incarnation—that is a fully extended eagle's wings, implying freedom and soaring.

He took the sealed letter and said calmly, "Go down."

What he saw when he opened it made the corners of his lips curl up slightly.In the content of Su Yu's letter, he explained a few things in the agreed-upon manner without delay. The first one was an incomprehensible date—the next Gudu Festival, and then he said a few words about him. Explained the reason why there was no news for a long time.

The new Zhenxi General Gu Yao's way of guarding the border with ease and waiting for work is largely due to a blind cat meeting a dead mouse—because Fei Ruzi secretly gathered all the sharp forces of his subordinates, and no longer used "" Instead of violating the frontier defense in the form of twisting, they plan to find a suitable time to attack the Central Plains in one fell swoop.

The Xuanhe River is a unique way to attack, and what really made him make up his mind was the construction of the Shuimenguan—Xinian soldiers could take boats to cross the estuary of the Xuanhe River with a height of hundreds of feet by surprise, go down the current, and join forces with Su Yuli to get twice the result with half the effort.

They have an inherent good ability, that is, they were born on horses and got used to the bumps. Even without a strong navy, their horse team can still adapt to the ups and downs of the warship at the fastest speed.

At the same time, Liu Changzhou also appeared in the western border defense.

The most effective defense against Xiyan mentioned in his secret letter was "encirclement", but Gu Yao used a method that was quite different from this method - he gathered all the soldiers along the line together and divided them into three parts They are stationed in three different places.The originally weak but well-established frontier defense has instantly become a pattern of strength and weakness, so once the border defense map falls into the enemy's hands, the opponent is very likely to deliberately bypass the heavily armed defense points and sneak into the border defense line. Yuanhe County, on the westernmost side of Taihe Prefecture, must bear the brunt.

At present, tens of thousands of soldiers are entangled in the three commanding heights of the defense line that stretches thousands of miles. It is very unfortunate that Yuanhe County is exposed to a vulnerable area without heavy troops. The only thing used to protect Yuanhe County is a very weak county commander.However, the camp of the Jiangnan Commander-in-Chief is closer to Qinghe. If there is a change, for Yuanhe County, it will be that the water in the distance will not quench the thirst of the near.

Liu Changzhou was alone, with a topographic map in his arms, wandering around the westernmost part of Yuanhe for nearly a month before he picked a very secluded place.The site is surrounded by mountains and rarely visited by people. It is a veritable "basin", which can be said to have all the characteristics of a place that all military strategists must abandon.But he took a fancy to the unique advantages of this site - it is hidden enough and close to the water source.

He weighed his own weight, and felt that with his current ability, he could still secretly smuggle 1 horses in and hide them here.

Du Heng has always been taking care of the food and grass supply of the general army in the south of the Yangtze River, and most of it was drawn directly from the magistrate's vassal.Then how can the grain and grass of these 1 horses be transported in quietly?Where to spend?What is the means of deception?

All kinds of problems need to be solved urgently.

In fact, the crux of the reason for hiding is to hide it from everyone's eyes and ears, and to become a veritable "surprise soldier" who can win by surprise.

A month ago, he had just reached an agreement with Emperor Zongyi to use Xi Nian's knife to get rid of Gu Yao and cut off the wings of the third prince and his party in one fell swoop.He could only guess that sooner or later Xi Nian would break out, and Gu Yao's method couldn't stand the test at all, and it would be a matter of time before he was defeated.

Killing people with a knife is a very powerful move, and it is quite simple to say, but it is not so easy to implement it in practice - there is a light sentence in the secret letter, and he has measured the inside and outside of Yuanhe County three or four times with his feet.

In the middle of the day, he walked into a dilapidated tea shed by the side of the road with his head full of lawsuits.

The tea shed was extremely crude, and the eight immortals' tables were either missing a leg or had a hole in the tabletop, which was so broken that it was unsightly.A big wooden sign that had been exposed to the sun and rain and had a bumpy surface stood in front of the stove, with several large characters written on it twisted and crooked: Yuanhe tea soup, one penny per bowl.

The owner of the store was an old woman with one leg limping, she buried her head in front of the stove and focused on making tea soup.The tea guests who came and went consciously put the poor money into a woven basket on the stove.

Liu Changzhou asked for a bowl of white water, leaned on his cheeks and thought hard about what to do, thinking about it... Suddenly his thoughts went astray, thinking that in the future he would be useless when he was too old, and after he became a veritable old Lianpo, he would find a place to build It sounds good to sell a tea soup in a thatched cottage.

At this time, a strange sound came from the west side of the main road. It sounded like the sound of wheels pressing on the road, but the sound was obviously much quieter than the sound made by the two-wheeled carriages used by ordinary people.Then, a car with a strange shape appeared at the corner of the road.

The car has only one wheel, and there are two more wooden poles at the handle to support the ground. The size of the whole car is more than half smaller than that of ordinary wooden cars. The cargo capacity is not less, but the body looks light. very.

Liu Changzhou's mind that was flying wildly returned to the right path in an instant, and his eyes suddenly lit up - the grain and grass are walking on the mountain road!

The grain and grass of the Jiangnan General Soldier have always been transported back and forth by boats in the waters of Qinghe, so he has always been used to it.The basin he chose just happened to have a tributary of the Xuan River squeezed in, which immediately took away almost all of his attention, and his thoughts kept going in circles on the focus of water transportation.It was the sound of the cars and horses that pulled him out of the trap of the rubber pillars and the drums, preventing him from becoming a foolish and sticky fool.

Obviously, this kind of wheelbarrow in front of me seems to be more suitable for climbing mountain roads than ordinary two-wheeled carriages.Although it will take some time to take the hidden mountain road, it is undoubtedly much more confidential than the water road.

He gulped down the cool white down his throat, and felt that the stagnant suffocation in his heart disappeared in an instant.He took out a penny from his sleeve pocket and was just about to walk away when a fast horse shot from far to near.

A man wearing a bamboo hat sat on the horse's back. The man stopped, begged for a bowl of water on the horse's back, raised his neck and drank it in one gulp. Just in time, a gust of wind blew over and the bamboo hat on his head was blown over. , showing a very characteristic face - high nose and deep eyes.

Liu Changzhou's pupils suddenly constricted—from the Western Regions!

It was not uncommon for people from the Western Regions to come to the Central Plains. Almost all of them were traveling merchants who came and went to do business, especially in the affluent areas of Qinghe, where there were many merchants from the Western Regions.

Liu Changzhou squinted his eyes, and an indescribable intuition surged up in his heart. He hurried to the post station on the side to rent a horse, and followed him from a distance.

The man from the Western Regions chose some deep and difficult paths all the way. In the deep forest without roads, he traveled very smoothly without any hindrance. In this way, he followed all the way to a rather sizable stone in the dense forest on the upper reaches of Qinghe River. , After waiting for about half a cup of tea, a person came from the direction of Xuanhekou.

The corner of Liu Changzhou's mouth twitched, revealing a cold smile - that person was actually Su Yu.

The two whispered under the stone for a while, and then went their separate ways.

But in Hengmen, Lu Hanzhang, who has always kept his mind on everything, was depressed very rarely—his white hair was getting more and more day by day.

At first, the temples were tinged with hoarfrost bit by bit, and that bit of hoarfrost tends to form gangs, and it is extremely contagious and pulls the surrounding black hair into the white camp.

Recently, the fortification of the Xuanhe Estuary is entering a very critical stage, almost everything has to be seen by him personally.He pretended that nothing happened and dealt with Su Yu with ease, but his body was not very up to date, and the excessively intense running back and forth and testing exhausted almost all of his energy.

Twenty years from spring to autumn, he wore the skin of a young man, but inside he was the maturity and sophistication of a middle-aged man. He has held on to his last breath until now. His face is still far away, but Huafa is the first to report.

He looked at the silver threads entwined between his fingers, and suddenly felt a little sad.

The so-called mortal body will bleed profusely with swords, spears, axes, and axes, and it will be excruciatingly painful due to illness and disability.The flow of time has exchanged beautiful hair for beauty, and after several changes in the city and people, and the tombs of the sea have been leveled, decades of spring, summer, autumn and winter have finally turned into bones and loess.

It was originally so fragile - it didn't even have the ability to challenge the four seasons of the year, even if it was unwilling, it had to bow its head in front of the good fortune.

Lu Hanzhang touched his face meaninglessly, and finally covered the mirror with a cloth out of sight and out of mind, and simply and rudely ordered Xie Qingyun Momo to paint his white hair black.

Xie Qingyun would hurt people when he was a child, so he asked someone to bring back several large bags of walnuts and flax from the dried fruit shop, and put them in front of their boss, implying that Lu Hanzhang would save walnuts and flax for a long time from now on. Mentally prepare for the day of eating.

Lu Hanzhang held the walnut with a criss-crossed skin, frowned and looked at it for a while, feeling very ridiculous in his heart—what can this little thing retain?

He stared at the walnut for a long time, and then he felt strangely that there was a face that was smiling all the time.

Furthermore, everything about that person began to play back in front of my eyes miraculously like going back in time-the human-shaped bacon hanging upside down on the tree, the street hooligans who repeatedly made troubles in Hengmen, and the man who beat the fire in the Xuanhe River. The figure of a young man leaping onto the roof of the Hall of No Return.

The man's clear and lingling voice sounded inexplicably next to his ears: "Do you want to drink?"

Lu Hanzhang: "..."

He threw the walnut back into the bag with a blank expression, feeling that he was probably in a daze, or hated this person from the bottom of his heart.

He dragged out the dusty Qin from the firewood room, and carried it up to the roof of the Hall of Bugui without hesitation—the Hall of Bugui collapsed under the premise of the great cooperation of his mouth and Liu Changzhou's hands. It was covered up again—it flicked casually.

The wind blows the falling flowers, and Luo Yi is especially cold in spring.

Those melodious piano sounds crossed the Xuanhe Estuary all the way, arousing almost substantial ripples in the warm and cold early spring, rippling layer by layer, like cracked silk, like broken beads, but the voices are telling "the world is mysterious and yellow." , the universe is prehistoric".

There was a sound of hoofbeats from far to near, and then, like throwing a sack, Liu Changzhou threw a man who was tied up from the horse at Buguitang's feet.

Liu Changzhou jumped down neatly, and greeted him from afar: "Boss Lu is so elegant."

As Lu Hanzhang walked down step by step, the face on the walnut was suddenly in front of him, which made him feel a little guilty for no reason.He glanced around, and then landed on the person who was brutally "bound by animals" on the ground. When he saw the face of that person clearly, he said very naturally: "Su Yu's person, isn't it?"

Liu Changzhou lifted the hem of his clothes and squatted down, slapped the man cheaply on the face, and said with a sneer, "Yes."

Lu Hanzhang crossed his legs for a long time, and his body, which was not very resistant to frost, was blown in the cold wind for a long time, and his whole body was chilled. He asked unexpectedly, "What are you going to do?"

Liu Changzhou raised his eyebrows: "What should we do? Confrontation. We have all the witnesses and material evidence, so let him make things difficult for me?"

Lu Hanzhang nodded: "Alright. I guess since Su Yu has the guts to sneak in as an undercover agent, I'm afraid there won't be any news about torture to extract a confession. But...why is he from the Western Regions? Su Yu is from the Central Plains."

Liu Changzhou sneered, and said loudly: "Cooperating with the enemy and treason, you should be punished according to the crime."

A very faint smell of ink lingered silently at the tip of his nose. Liu Changzhou touched his nose, then raised his head, and just about to make some sarcasm, he saw the person on the opposite side squatting two steps away in front of him very docilely. Both cold hands were pressed between the upper body and thighs, and a jade-like face was almost pale to transparent.

However, no matter how you looked at the expression on his face, it made people think that the tattered body was not his own, and it had nothing to do with him, to the point where both humans and gods were indignant.

Lu Hanzhang lowered his eyelids, and his thoughts were very clear: "Yuanhe is close to the border defense, Fang Zhifu should pay attention. I am afraid that Su Yu is not hiding in the barracks but hiding at Shuimenguan. The next move in the Western Regions may be to go by water."

He knocked his teeth at the right time, and felt that the whole body seemed to be under his control, perhaps only his brain and tongue were left, and he still didn't know how to cherish it, so he smiled fifty steps at a time when he saw blood, and said, "Fei Ruzi stands up. Smart, knowing that all the sailors in Daqing are pure idiots, they chose the right water route."

Liu Changzhou "tsk" twice, took off his coat in twos and ones, threw it on his head roughly, and said contemptuously: "It's just like you, you still despise the Daqing navy, can you take care of yourself first and then laugh at others? "

There was a very light scent of mountains, forests and vegetation in his single clothes, and the rest was very pure warmth that could be touched. With the hood down, Lu Hanzhang's great dissatisfaction with this was wiped out in one fell swoop.

He draped the single clothes on his body like a bed sheet, and snorted disdainfully: "Just like me, one is worth a hundred."

Liu Changzhou stood up, kicked and kicked the man under a plum tree, tied him tightly, and revealed his dark history: "Oh, now I feel that I am very powerful, who said that at the time? Saying that you are a waste?"

Lu Hanzhang didn't respond, he stood up and went back to the roof without saying a word.

He has never been interested in other people's stories, but it is obvious that he has been forced to get a lot of news intermittently through his contacts with Liu Changzhou in the past year-this person is like a huge mystery. Pulled out of the environment, it also unilaterally brought him countless problems.

For example, why is it that the master is in charge of almost all the big and small things in Qinghe County?Why did Song Wuchang fall immediately after they arrived?Why can such a small master care so much about family and country affairs?Also, did the "Chess Playing World" have any special meaning back then, or was it just an ordinary jade card?

This little master named Liu Changzhou, his style of conduct and ambition reminded him of someone inappropriately—his father, the late Lu Fuzhi, the previous leader of the "Guanyu Pavilion".

Liu Changzhou... Could it be that he has something to do with "Guan Glance Pavilion"?What's the relationship?

He pressed the first string expressionlessly, and sensitively caught a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart, and he suddenly didn't want to know why this trace of dissatisfaction came from.

Liu Changzhou, who had been traveling around for a day, rolled up his trouser legs, spun in the air very boldly, kicked off his two shoes in this overkill, and stepped on the sloppy foot on the side of the hall of no return. In a small rock pool, I went fishing.

He rolled up his sleeves, and shouted to Lu Hanzhang who was on the roof from a distance, and said very boldly: "Jun is holding an old tune, and you can play it for me with all your heart."

Lu Hanzhang's subordinates picked up a string very appropriately, and a drop of blood popped out of his hand, and scoffed, "Young smelly, shameless."