Attack is successful, the name is [traversing]

Suddenly, Qi Yantang squeezed the quilt tightly and sat up on the bed, panting heavily, and looked around blankly.

It was so strange that his head didn't hurt at all after being hit on the head by such a big vase, he touched the top of his head in wonder.When he touched it, he was stunned. How long is his hair?

Looking around, he swallowed.There are no ceramic tiles, no wooden floors, not even concrete floors, gray cloth tents, dark brown thick round wooden pillars, no drips and no disinfectant, and even the mattresses are made of old dark blue coarse cloth. Which hospital is so poor?

He gritted his teeth and refused to think about the most unreliable but most possible idea, such a thing as time travel was something that a person like him could not easily encounter.

But the next moment, the people who came in forced him to face reality.

"Marshal, you're awake!?" The visitor said in surprise.This is a big man with a bearded face, unkempt, and I don't know how long he hasn't cleaned himself up, but the eyes looking at him are full of joy and intimacy.

Qi Yantang felt chills in his heart, trying to elicit a dry smile, and dealt with it first with a haha, but found that his facial muscles were a little stiff.

He froze for a moment, looking at the strange face in front of him, there was an extra memory in his mind:

In the 20th year of Qianyue, the Eastern Tatar army invaded the south with great momentum, obviously planning for a long time.

In January of the 21st year of Qianyue, the Eastern Tartar army broke through Nanjin's twelve border defenses outside the Great Wall like a bamboo. As a commander, Yansai City was able to defend, and the confrontation between Nanjin and Dongtar began.

In the 21st year of Qianyue, the war was stalemate, the court's support was weak, and the Eastern Tatars were pressing every step of the way. The soldiers were killed and injured. The battle in Yansai City was tense, and the people in the city gradually moved south. Request for peace......

Scenes flashed in my mind whether it was pictures or words, Qi Yantang's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead... He didn't come from studying literature and history, so he couldn't tell whether it was Which period in history, but the problem is that it seems that his name is Qi Ji now.

So his problem now is that he, Qi Coward, and Softfoot Shrimp Yantang are at war... His eyeballs subconsciously swim, and when he sees the opening of the tent, his hands and feet are so weak that they suddenly give out strength, and his lips tremble , There was only one thought in my dazed mind-leave first!But he only had the posture to get up, but his whole body froze suddenly...

He felt himself nodding his head, and said to the man in a steady voice:

"How long have I slept?"

"It's been two days... Marshal, you..." The man's face suddenly became forced, as if it was difficult to say what he wanted to say.

Qi Yantang is not at all curious about what he wants to say now, the words just now obviously did not come from him!So his current problem has become again, the attempt to revive the soul with the corpse....... Jumping God, Peach Wood Sword, Black Dog Blood, Red Vermilion flashed through his mind, he really didn't mind returning his body... To the original owner...just, if we can discuss it, let's take it easy...

But let alone discussing, he can't even move his eyeballs. His body is not his own now. He feels that every muscle in "his" body is clamoring for exhaustion, but he still waved his hand steadily, saying:

"Go down first, don't let anyone in."

The man responded with a grunt, and went out.

The tent became quiet again, Qi Yantang held his breath and looked around cautiously, but he didn't know who to guard against.

"We're going to war." A voice suddenly appeared in my mind.

He was startled and looked around. This voice was the voice of the bearded man just now, in other words, it was the original owner.He was so stiff that he dared not make a sound.

Then came another sigh:

"What a waste." The voice was sneering, without hiding it at all.

Qi Yantang tried his best to control the trembling of his teeth, and tentatively replied:

"You're not dead yet?"

"laugh!"

"I, I, I... I didn't mean to be in your body..."

"Ah, I know." The voice replied lazily.

"You know?!" Qi Yantang was stunned, what's going on?

"...I used to have a name, also called Qi Yantang." After deliberating for a while, the man said again.

"Ah? I know." Qi Yantang replied subconsciously.The voice in his mind paused, and Qi Yantang was also stunned, because it was said outside that the military adviser is here...

His face turned pale, it was over, he would definitely be seen through!Subconsciously, he pushed back the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but he tried in vain for a long time, but he couldn't even move a finger. He watched an old man with a gray beard and a worried face walk in with the curtain open.

"See Marshal."

"There is no need to be polite as a military advisor." He breathed a sigh of relief. By the way, the original owner is still there. Is this considered a time travel benefit?

"Marshal is still ill, I shouldn't have said this, but..." Dong Da was really pressing, Qi Ji naturally knew, he lowered his eyes... .

"Marshal, if you can't bear it, you can make big plans. At this time, you must not be kind to women." The military adviser's eyes were full of tears, and his voice was choked with eagerness.

Qi Ji raised his head sharply, his eyes were as cold as steel knives, the sharpness in his eyes faded in an instant, leaving only a trace of confusion and struggle, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath:

"What time is it?"

The military division just remained silent.

He hooked his lips dismally, and said:

"Follow the plan."

The military master did not show any joy after fulfilling his wish, and his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly. Those who can stay here, even those who burn the fire in the kitchen, are life and death brothers, but what can they do now... He With a gloomy face, he bowed respectfully and clasped his hands:

"Respect the command of the Marshal."

"Wait!" Qi Yantang suddenly stopped the turning figure. After he called, he didn't know why he called him. He felt that he must have had a convulsion. The righteous master said to act according to plan. He is a good guy. What qualifications to squeak.It's just that plan, he doesn't understand, he is not a hero, he doesn't understand the righteousness, but when he mentions the plan, he can clearly feel the severe pain of his internal organs being twisted into a ball, how could Qi Ji just do it like this?But he is not Qi Ji, he doesn't care, he only knows that he must leave before the flames of war ignite.

The military commander didn't know why, so he turned back obediently, looked at the marshal inquiringly, and saw that he was propped up on the bed and was about to get off the ground, but suddenly his whole body stiffened and he fell to the ground. The military teacher was so frightened that his old bones almost fell apart, and he called people into money again and again. .

Qi Yantang couldn't hear the commotion in the tent, he fell into a place surrounded by whiteness in an instant.Looking around in a daze, he saw a man standing in front of him, a man with exactly the same face as him.

He opened his mouth, but saw the man with cold expression and sharp eyebrows rushing towards him in stride, punched him in the stomach without saying a word, his internal organs shifted, and a miserable sound came out of his open mouth. call.

The man's expression was even colder, and he punched and kicked without mercy... Qi Yantang thought that his internal organs would definitely rupture under such force, but his whole body was in pain, and he didn't taste any bloody smell in his throat , getting annoyed by being beaten, he dodged to the side in embarrassment, the fist that should have landed on the face landed on the shoulder, the corner of his painful mouth twisted, and he shouted angrily:

"What are you doing!"

"I should ask, what are you doing?" The man's voice was cold and murderous.

Qi Yantang choked and remained silent, his eye circles gradually turned red, the more he thought about it, the more confident he became:

"I don't know how to fight, will I die?"

"You must!" The man stared at him, his eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred and anger.Qi Yantang was inexplicably terrified, he felt the hatred in his eyes with his own body, and the impulse to tear the person in front of his eyes was churning in his chest, even if that person was himself.

This is absolutely bewildered, he clearly felt the violent emotional fluctuations from the person in front of him, anger, disgust, hatred, and even a trace of unexplained belief... He became more and more The more frightened he became, he couldn't tell whose emotion it was. At this moment, he almost became not himself.Raising his hands and shouting, he said indiscriminately:

"You will obviously go on your own. I don't even know how I got here. Are you a marshal? Can the marshal just fill up the number regardless of pulling someone? Do you want other people's lives?"

He must be going crazy, he was prepared to be dumped by Huo Long, but he was still very sad, and then he was thrown into such an even more inexplicable place by an inexplicable porcelain basin, so he couldn't die to meet someone who lost his nerve Unfortunately, he still lives in this person's body.This psychopath actually beat him up without saying a word at this moment, the clay figurines are three parts earthy, and Qi Yantang is still a living person!

The man suddenly fell silent, straightened up, Qi Yantang stared vigilantly at his clenched and loosened fists, saw that he finally let go of his fists, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"The Eastern Tartar army camped hundreds of miles away, and the terrain in the middle was mostly sand dunes in Pyongyang. The weather has been dry and hot recently. We..."

"You you you...you wait!" Qi Yantang hastily interrupted, he knew all these things, he had all these things in the memory that was stuffed in at the beginning, but he just knew that, what he cared most about was how to get back .

"Yeah, you know." The man sighed a little carelessly.

"How should I go back?" Qi Yantang stared at him nervously.

The man glanced at him and snorted:

"Go back and continue to be a wimp? Brothers and sisters abuse at will, people around you bully at will, let a man come and go at you, anyone can climb on your head, you are as peaceful as a dog obedient?"

He didn't say a word, Qi Yantang's face turned livid, and finally he turned his head silently, clenched his teeth tightly, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence:

"How do I get back?"

The man withdrew his eyes and said calmly:

"You can't go back."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Yantang jumped up, his face flushed red:

"Why, aren't you still here? How did I get here? Did you do something wrong?" He rushed up to grab the man's collar with courage from nowhere, and asked.

The man didn't think it was disobedient, and pulled his hand away casually:

"How long do you want to live like this? What do you think you can get by doing this? You want so much, but you dare to ask for so little. It's interesting to live like this?"

Qi Yantang was dragged halfway back a step, his eyes were straightened, his mind went blank, he would rather be a dog in a prosperous age than a troubled person......

"I don't want to die...."

"No one here wants to die." The man's voice was low.

"I...I don't want to fight, I don't want... I don't want to kill people..." He murmured in a daze, and he didn't want to carry out that damn plan.

The man's eyes were deep and deep, which seemed to contain endless helplessness. He did not speak, and his silence was as cold and heavy as sea water.Qi Yantang's mouth became dry, and he said nonsense:

"He treats you so well, and you treat him so well, why does he still have to die..."

"Because I'm weak, it's unbelievably weak, and the weak can only get up and move forward by eating the flesh and blood of their own brothers." The man spit out these words from his throat, every word was bloody, and he was extremely cruel.

Qi Yantang was dumbfounded, he couldn't even refute, couldn't resist, he could only be surrounded by the surprisingly heavy sadness, he raised his eyes to look at the person, but saw that the person had already turned his eyes to look at some corner, saw that his back was straight, Seemingly indestructible, he said:

"The Eastern Tatars are cruel by nature, the imperial court refuses to provide backup, and the food and pay are not sufficient, so they are very arrogant."

Qi Yantang knew about these things, they were all well aware of the current predicament, so he didn't say anything.

The man said to himself:

"They asked for the head of my lieutenant general before they would retreat and negotiate a peace. I don't know if the peace is true, but if they get what they want, there will be a big celebration that night. This is the habit there, and it is the only chance for our army."

Qi Yantang's face became even more ugly.

"...If we fight recklessly, we can't win. Their strength is more than three times that of ours. They are strong and strong, and they have enough food. We can't win..." He finished emphasizing lightly, There was no sound.

"Say it, why don't you continue, why don't you say it, the deputy general and you are brothers who have lived and died for many years. They have known each other for more than ten years, and they are like brothers and sisters. You can die for him, and of course he can die for you." Qi Yantang gritted his teeth and said,

"Are you talking to me or are you talking to yourself?"

The man was silent for a while, then said:

"That's my brother, why are you angry?"

Qi Yantang choked, trembling all over, why was he angry... It's just that the scenes were vivid and vivid, those feelings, those experiences, he had never experienced them before, and he was obviously afraid that these emotions made him suddenly become uncomfortable. Like myself, but accepted it without violating harmony at all.His voice was a little hoarse, and said:

"I do not know either...."

"We have no other choice." The man's voice became more and more cold.

"For example... If you find a death row prisoner to replace him... can't you disguise yourself... no, what if you don't find out..." He was a little incoherent.

"Don't take chances! Don't you think that the Eastern Tatars can't think of it? Once they are discovered, neither the soldiers nor the people in the city can escape. Don't you know their habit of massacring the city?" the man sternly shouted.

Qi Yantang raised his head abruptly, staring at him with red eyes:

"Do you want him to die that much?" He rushed over and pulled up his collar again, leaned his face in front of him, locked his eyes tightly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"It was a cold day in the twelfth lunar month last year, and the water outside Yansai City turned into ice. You led your troops out of the city and were besieged by wind and snow. Most of the 2000 troops were killed and injured. You almost couldn't come back. Do you know that if he didn't disregard dissuasion and go out of the city to rescue you, you thought you could still be idle? Do you want to sit and argue with those wolves?"

The man's eyes were indifferent, like stagnant water.Seeing this, Qi Yantang was angry from the heart, and his guts surged to the side, the blood rushing to the top of his head turned red and shattered his sanity, he raised his fist and hit that cold and handsome face, but it was obvious that he was hitting the other person's face, but he felt There was a pain in the side of the cheek, and the teeth were about to loosen... It was really evil. Today, he raised his fist and punched him again...

Chest, belly, back, legs, raindrops of fists and feet landed on him, the man didn't make a sound, but Qi Yantang was in great pain, but he didn't cry, the more pain he felt, he struck heavier.After beating and beating, he lost his strength, and sat slumped on the side, breathing calmly, staring straight at a corner and refusing to move.

"Enough?" the man asked hoarsely.

Qi Yantang was panting, it was the first time he hit someone at such an age, but it was like beating himself, I don't know if he hurt himself when he beat him.

"Enough fighting, let's go out..." His hoarse voice sounded again.

Qi Yantang didn't know why, where did he go?The next moment he felt his body was empty, he opened his eyes abruptly, and there was a crowd of people in front of him, the military doctors and military advisers looked relieved.

"Marshal, you are finally awake. The news of your illness has been concealed very well. Don't worry..." The military adviser's voice was bitter.

Qi Yantang just felt full of absurdity, and said in his heart:

"Qi Ji, Qi Ji...Qi Yantang?"

The only answer to him was silence.

Qi Yantang's face was slightly ugly, but the military master and the attendants who followed him tacitly turned a blind eye.

He knew what he was going to face next, but he was not Qi Yantang, not their Marshal Qi.Can you just say this?Whoever believes it, he almost doesn't believe it... Helplessly, he smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and imitated the way the original owner said in a deep voice:

"Go out first and wait for me in the big tent."

"Marshal..." The military adviser sighed, seeing him take a look, he couldn't say anything all of a sudden, sighed, and finally said:

"Subordinates obey."

Qi Yantang nodded stiffly, but still didn't speak.It was quiet again in the tent......

After a long silence, Qi Yantang sneered and said:

"Why don't you run out now, you can't afford this crime and want me to replace you."

It took a long time before someone said:

"The account is also on my head, no wonder you."

"Hmph, is it on your head?"

The man also realized that what he said was wrong, so he stopped talking for a while.

Qi Yantang just sat quietly like this, the soldiers outside the tent were practicing far away, mixed with the sound of the wind, he looked a little tired, the tent was surprisingly quiet, he could almost hear his own heartbeat, oh no, it was their heartbeat... …

Qi Yantang was a little dazed......

"Where are you going next?" Qi Yantang gradually turned cold, he was too tired to force a smile, too tired to pay attention to the other party's mood.He didn't notice the frost on his face, and his cold tone contained a daunting sternness.

"I'm not going anywhere..." The man didn't feel surprised, it seems that this is what Qi Yantang should be like, his voice is neither hot nor cold, without ups and downs or waves, but this calm tone made Qi Yantang inexplicably sniff Something unusual.

"You must always remember that you are the marshal, even if you are not used to it for a while, you must pretend to be flawless." The man made this difficult request when he opened his mouth.

Qi Yantang rolled his eyes, either die or pretend, does he have a choice?Maybe it's because too many involuntary things happened that day, or maybe it's because of the first fight in his life, the man's blood was forced out a lot, Qi Yantang didn't bother to argue anymore, he just snorted coldly, his eyes no emotion.

After sitting for a while, he wiped his face, moved his stiff muscles, and stood up.

He finally walked out of the tent. The weather is good today, the clear blue sky raises thin dust with a breeze, and scattered green grass emerges from the yellow sand. Looking ahead, there is an endless wilderness.

The atmosphere in the barracks was heavy, and every soldier had a heavy gloom on his face. They didn't know if they had a chance to get through this year.

Seeing him come out, a soldier immediately came up to pay respects, knelt down and said loudly:

"marshal!"

He nodded expressionlessly, and then walked towards a yellowed white tent, his seemingly steady steps were actually extremely soft, and the sea of ​​flames and mountains of knives in front of him couldn't be as scary as it was at this moment.

The tent was full of people, all of them frowning and tightening their brows, looking in one direction in silence.Seeing him coming in, they all stood up to greet him, and then someone opened his mouth cautiously and tentatively said:

"marshal......"

Qi Yantang didn't look at him, in fact, as soon as he came in, his eyes were glued to the figure of a person, as if they had taken root in him, without blinking.He heard someone calling him, but there was no response. He came here, and it was a foregone conclusion.

The questioner's eyes darkened, but he still tried his best to show his usual bold smile, but after a while, he couldn't keep laughing anymore, turned his face in embarrassment, and hugged Qi Yantang indiscriminately Quan hurried out of the tent.He came to the door of the tent, breathed heavily in the atmosphere of war smoke and sweat in the sky, panted heavily, and punched the log next to him hard, letting out a vague painful roar from his throat.

The other people in the tent also left silently, and after a while, the crowded tent was emptied.

Qi Yantang just looked at him so quietly, he needed to kill him in exchange for the ending that he didn't know whether it would be a victory or a disastrous defeat.The heart pounded on the chest cavity.

The chaotic images flashed in his mind, it was his skin that was roughened by the wind and sand in Saibei, the increasingly deep outline in the wind, food and dew, from the warm and clean to the deep and deep eyes, bit by bit, finally frozen in a circle Under the bright moon, he blew the Qiang flute with a clear voice, tilted his head and smiled at him, and said:

When the war is over, we will go back to Changzhou, my mother must miss you......

Just thinking about it like this, he thought that his tears would definitely burst, but he didn't. With a strange calmness, they looked at each other, and each other's eyes were calm and serene.

Qi Yantang moved suddenly, the bitterness made the muscles on his face slightly distorted, and said:

"I'm going to hell, I will," he promised.

The man's calm eyes trembled, and he also laughed, with moist greenness in his eyes, which was more refreshing than the soft light in the West Lake in March. His voice was deep and magnetic, as if choked with sobs:

"The elder brother has to go down first and find a good place in the underworld to wait for you. At that time, we will occupy the mountain and become king. When the gang of savages are dead, even if they are underground, we will beat them to run away!"

Qi Yantang also laughed, blinked his dry eyes, and nodded while laughing.It was at this moment that he was too deeply involved in the drama, his will was too weak, and he felt Qi Ji's misery, but a voice in his heart echoed over and over again:

In the next life, don't be brothers again......

The man drew out the sword on the desk, the sword's edge shone coldly, the silvery white blade was icy cold, he stared blankly, the back of his hand was suddenly held down, he looked up and saw Qi Yantang smiling quietly, and heard him whisper:

"It is rumored that people who commit suicide will not be able to enter reincarnation after they go down, and this sinful brother will not be able to bear it..."

The man's eyes were slightly opened, he pursed his lips and couldn't utter a word, and the originally calm and calm eyes were slowly stained with sadness......

"But the marshal can't bear this crime." A gray-shirted scribe walked in through the curtain outside the tent. He sighed and looked at the two people who were in a stalemate.

Qi Yantang was stunned, subconsciously let go of his hand and looked at him, it was the military adviser, he bowed deeply to them, and then shouted:

"Come on!"

His heart constricted suddenly, Qi Yantang just watched the man being taken away in a daze, his subconscious moved, but he saw the man suddenly stop, turned around and showed his neat white teeth, he opened and closed his mouth silently, and there was a sound in Qi Yantang's ear. Rumble:

you will definitely win...

He lowered his raised hand slumpedly, staring straight at the dilapidated gold silk red tassel at the door of the tent, and murmured silently:

We will definitely win...

With a blunt sound, he seemed to hear something crack in his body, and a dull pain spread from his heart. He couldn't tell who it belonged to, so he frowned in confusion and murmured:

Qi Ji, is that you......

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Today's weather is really good, the yellow sand is not blowing, and the cold wind like a steel knife is also gentle. With tears in his painful eyes, he closed his eyes and smiled lightly:

"Go ahead."

The moment he closed his eyes, he saw strange things, he seemed to have returned to ten years ago, the first time he saw Qi Yantang was at the door of his house, a child in scanty clothes knocked on the door of his house with another child.

He was so thin that he couldn't tell he was 12 years old at all, his eyes were full of calmness and vicissitudes that did not belong to his age, but the moment he opened his mouth, there was still a child's embarrassment. He said:

"Can you give my sister a bite to eat, I'll work for you."

....................

The smile on his lips grew stronger, thinking of the boy who stubbornly filled the water tank for his family for a meal, thinking of their naive but solemn oath:

I, Gu Anluo, and I, Qi Yantang, have become brothers of different surnames today. From now on, we will share blessings and misfortunes, and live and die together......

I hope that God will not take children's jokes seriously, Qi Yantang can't die, he hopes that he can live forever, marry a beautiful wife like flowers, and have a bunch of white and fat babies...... If there is still luxury Wish, he hoped, that they could be brothers in the next life......