Chang'an [Rebirth]

The wind and snow outside the Great Wall reminded Chai Zheng that something unexpected would definitely happen during this period of time. Give what you want, Chai Yuandao, as a profiteer who is diligent and thrifty, took advantage of this time to move a lot of good things to the sixteen prefectures in Mobei.

Chai Zheng didn’t start as a pawn cleaning the battlefield like in his previous life, and he was with broken limbs when he was less than ten years old. Dajing’s cannon barrel is powerful, and when it is fired, it will only see dust and flames, and it will take a while before it will be sent to the sky Only the flesh and blood will fall like rain.

This kind of battlefield is very difficult to clean up. Chai Zheng once had severe nightmares in those years, and it is common for her to be unable to sleep for several days and nights. Fortunately, she is young and recovers quickly, otherwise she will definitely fall to the root of the disease.

The past has been firmly engraved into the present flesh and blood, allowing Chai Zheng to skip the growth period required by normal people, and just come to this desert where the sky is high and the land is far away, and he can have fun.

Compared with Chai Zheng's freedom, Ruan Linshuang worked a lot harder. During the day, he followed Chai Yuandao to learn the art of war, and at night he picked up a few medical books to study. Chai Zheng would lie on the bed and act as a prop, letting Ruan Linshuang Get a few stitches...

But Xiao Ruan may be congenitally deficient, and has no concept of the strength of acupuncture points, so he often tied Chai Zheng until midnight.

In the final analysis, in this sparsely populated, desolate place, where foreigners harass from time to time, even Ruan Linshuang's mood is much more open, he can cry and laugh, and occasionally ride a horse, and follow Chai Zheng to hunt wolves, tigers and leopards.

In the past, Ruan Linshuang only felt that time passed too slowly, and he had to pinch his fingers to count how old he was, how old Chai Zheng was, and what major events would happen this year, whether he needed to intervene, but now, Ruan Linshuang felt that time passed too fast, Every twelfth lunar month of winter, when people can freeze to death, piles of bonfires will be lit in the wilderness of the sixteen prefectures in Mobei, and the sky is boundless as far as the eye can see. Even if it is snowing, the sky can be illuminated red.

The snow that falls on the body will not freeze people.

At this time, if the war is not serious, there will be some falsehoods in the army, Chai Yuandao can't do without, sometimes Zhao Linlang will come, with Ruan Yuzhang's personal letter, sometimes Chai Zheng will go back with Ruan Linshuang, after all, it will be a year. I can see the last time to see if the parents are old and if the children have grown up.

Five or six years passed before my eyes, and Chai Zheng has grown from a child who was ridiculed for leading troops to a veritable vanguard officer. The name Chai Zheng has been spread in grasslands and deserts. Mention it, and there will be a "frightened".

But Chai Zheng didn't understand why he was a monster with a blue face and long fangs in the mouth of the storyteller. The portrait, that's just...

Take a look at ten years of blindness.

In short, the reputation of the general who defends the country is not very good. In the frontier fortress, there are children who frighten and cry at night, saying: "Chai Zheng is coming to take you away."

"..." Chai Zheng often feels that his teeth are too good, and a little chubby who weighs forty or fifty pounds can walk away.

It was spring again, the wind in the wilderness was very strong, and the sand and dust were blowing mesmerizingly. Chai Zheng was lying in ambush behind a pile of soil, and not far away was the old-fashioned and stubborn scout who could defeat Xiao Ruan. , and in front of him is a vast expanse of yellow sand, shrouded in night, with few stars on the moon.

Chai Zheng had been waiting here for a long time, she was able to calm down, with a dagger in her hand, half of her body was buried by the wind and sand.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of horseshoes in the silence. They were still far away before, but they had arrived in a short time.

Chai Zheng stretched out one hand and slowly clenched it into a fist, and a tripping rope was pulled straight out of the yellow sand. The tribes of Beijue are all strong peoples who grew up on the grassland and desert, and the horses they feed are even braver, even if they are caught off guard. However, only three of the four horses were stopped, and there was another one that was completely black like a shooting star, and flew past Chai Zheng's eyes.

"Clean up the mess, I'll go after it!" As soon as Chai Zheng finished speaking, he shook off the dust and jumped out.

"Xiao... Xin." The scout reminded too slowly, Chai Zheng obviously couldn't hear it.

The speed of the horse is very fast, far from being able to catch up with a young girl. Fortunately, Chai Zheng also has a back trick. She has set up three tripping ropes in total. Rufei, before eating the third tripping rope, Chai Zheng had already grabbed the rein from under the horse's neck, and then with a force, the horse stopped neighing, and at the same time, Chai Zheng turned over and stood lightly on the horse's head superior.

She looked down at the messenger, the dagger in her hand was hanging down with its scabbard, and Chai Zheng was wearing a long purple dress that reached her calf, which had been skillfully modified so that even if she wanted to perform as a street performer, she would not be affected. get in the way.

Chai Zheng smiled and said: "A horse is one of the best horses in a thousand miles. Unfortunately, it needs someone who can ride it to show its speed. If you can go faster today, you won't fall into this fate."

The courier covered his head and covered his face. If he did not cover his nose and mouth during a long journey, the wind and sand would pour in mercilessly. He had only one pair of eyes exposed, which were unique to Beijue people. They had high browbones and sunken eye sockets. Even a fool seemed to have deep eyes, and he murmured, "Ah Cang Le."

"Ah Cang Le" in the Manjue language represents "a musical instrument with a loud sound", which they used to describe "Zheng", and in the end "Ah Cang Le" directly became the name of Chai Zheng.

But after so many years, Chai Zheng still feels that he has entered the Manjue language system, as if he has changed his name to "Chai Suona".

Chai Suona raised his chin, acquiesced in his identity, and said at the same time: "I am a robber now, and I don't have to obey the rules on the battlefield. If you obediently hand over what I want, I will kill you. If you don't, I will kill you." You search again..."

She smiled viciously and said: "If I remember correctly, you Manjue look down on women the most. Marriage is robbed. If you can't conquer it after robbing, you can kill it with a knife. If you are touched by a strange woman and you can't resist, then It is simply an extreme shame, and I will never be able to stand up."

The messenger gritted his teeth and scolded: "You Dajing women are shameless."

"Now I win and you lose. I am strong and you are weak. If you feel unconvinced, you can resist. I have tied your hands and feet?" Chai Zheng shrugged, "Choose quickly, I have no patience."

Chai Zheng really wanted to kill this man with a sword and search directly, but it was just the beginning of spring, and the weather was still very cold. In order to keep out the cold, Manjue's three layers of clothing were extremely complicated. If he really wanted to search, he would have to strip him clean. Maybe the blood seeped into the envelope and stained the handwriting.

In order not to suffer for my own eyes, but also to protect the integrity of the information, it is of course best to persuade the other party to hand over the letter.

"You kill me." The messenger raised his head, as if he would rather die than surrender.

Chai Zheng sighed, "Oh", gestured with the sword, and then raised the knife with his hand and dropped it. The long and narrow point of the sword pierced in and out of the messenger's temple. quick.

She raised her eyebrows at the corpse, "Is it a good thing to die?"

The people buried on both sides of the sand dune responsible for pulling the ropes were called out by Chai Zheng. Chai Zheng squatted next to the corpse and told them: "Take off all your clothes. Manjue has sent a lot of false letters in the past six months. But this time the horse was the best, so there must be some important information.”

The black horse smelled the smell of blood in the air, but it was not afraid at all, it still stood firmly on the spot, its soft mane fluttered with the wind, like black waves.

From the very beginning, Chai Zheng was determined to keep this horse——

Since coming here, Chai Zheng has not owned anything exclusive to her. The armor she wore was Zhao Linlang's back then, and any unowned mule in the stables was allocated to her. Once the mule was borrowed by the kitchen to carry grain, and she had no choice but to ride a donkey. On the battlefield, it is still a laughingstock. As for the weapons that are worthy of hand, there is not a single one. I often go to the arsenal to pick it randomly.

Therefore, Chai Yuandao listed Chai Zheng as a "prodigal". Every time he sent a letter to Chang'an, he asked Chai Ji to be diligent and thrifty in managing the family. In the future, the Ministry of Household Management has laid a solid foundation for managing money and food.

The person brought by Chai Zheng was frantically picking at the corpse, groping for the clothes from inside to outside, but found nothing. If this person is really a messenger, it is very likely that he just obeyed a sentence. Since it is a message, it is natural for a person to die. No way of knowing.

But no one dared to say that the coach killed the wrong person, so he could only lower his head and continue pretending.

"..." Chai Zheng felt a little helpless, "It's not the first time you have performed a mission, so what's the use of searching like this? Although Beijue has a harsh climate and uncivilized folk customs, he is also a person with a good brain. Of course, the really important letters will not □□Naked outside."

"Did you find the middle layer of the clothes? What about him? It's written on the human skin with special ink. The method that your marshal has done before, why can't the people of Beijue learn it?"

"Report, report to the general." A soldier whose face was mostly covered by a helmet raised his head, "This is my first mission, and so is he!"

Chai Zheng: "..."

She picked up the helmet with the hilt of her sword, and the face exposed inside was indeed very young, only a year or two older than herself. When the troops were counted, she directly pulled a small team over, but Chai Zheng didn't pay much attention to them. appearance.

"Zhang Fan! It's you!" Chai Zheng trembled, and the helmet fell off, almost smashing the bridge of the young man's nose.

Zhang Fan was a little surprised: "Why does the general know me?"

Chai Zheng knew him. When she was recalled to the capital for "conspiracy for rebellion", a personal guard went to her death with her, and the captain of that guard was Zhang Fan.