General Chu

When the Tiger Devouring Army chased for ten miles, the wind and snow were steep, and the visible range was reduced to the minimum, leaving only a vast expanse of whiteness in the entire northern Xinjiang.

The battle formation with less than 3000 people is huge, and it is like fire and thunder, and it is known at a glance that it is the army of death.Surrounded by the three armies, the man on horseback was looking into the distance, the black battle robe behind him fluttered against the wind, and the silver armor under the battle robe reflected the cold light of the long sword in his hand.

"Ming Shuai." A black spot gradually enlarged in the wind and sand all over the sky, and when he ran past Mo Wen, he turned his horse's head and stopped to call him.The person who came had bloodshot eyes in a pair of black pupils, but his face was slightly purple, and his lips were chapped. It was obvious that his physical strength was no longer enough to fight again.

"The hundreds of Zheng people who retreated encountered quicksand and there were no bones left. The generals of the other party must be among them."

Half a month ago, the people of Zheng Guo suddenly launched an attack. Before the border guards died in battle, our army retreated and retreated and lost two important cities in just a few days.Just when the people were selling their houses and land and were about to flee south with their families, one of the thousands of soldiers, Mo Wen, suddenly jumped out and led [-] light cavalry to drive [-] enemy troops back to the desert and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

However, this battle was dangerous, and our side also suffered heavy losses.

"How many casualties did our army have?"

Su Yingmiao clenched the Luoyue Sword in her hand, a look of pain flashed across her steel-like face, and said, more than half of it was broken.

The cold wind was still bitter, and the snowflakes came all over the sky, whitening the hair ends and eyebrows of the soldiers on the wasteland.Mo Wen let out a breath, and said with difficulty, the soldiers whose bones still survived were buried in front of the army.

The news came back to Tianliang, and Chu Zi, who was about to die, was staring at the bloody report, and his eyes stopped on the name of the general "Mo Wen" he had never accepted his fate. After a long time, he finally let out a low sigh. Zhao Bian will enter Beijing.

The decree was sent to the frontier, and Mo Wen packed up and returned to the capital. The people in the Chengqing Palace finally swallowed their last breath.

It is snowing in northern Xinjiang, but the sky is cool, but flowers are flying all over the city.

That day, the sky was gloomy, like rain.However, Chang'an Road is very lively, and the roadside flowers are swaying and in full bloom.The delicate fragrance of Yanjiu floated over in bursts, and the general on horseback squinted his eyes and looked expressionlessly at the cheering crowd on both sides of the road.

Chu is full of orchids, and there are two orchids in the yard of every household. However, the streets of Tianliang City, the capital of Chu, are full of bright red dove flowers, which bloom with the calm wind three seasons a year. Quietly swaying.

If you really want to say, there is a good story behind this.But don't care to study these details carefully, no matter how beautiful the flowers are, if you look at them after more than ten years, they will fade away.

Su Yingmiao next to him didn't notice his strangeness at all, and sat leisurely on the horseback to accept the baptism of everyone's eyes, turning her head from time to time to meet a certain shadowy gaze from the attic, which made the girl blush involuntarily.

Mo Wen clamped the horse's belly and galloped the horse. Su Yingmiao, who was still playing around just now, immediately put away her expression and followed.The two rode their horses and galloped across Chang'an Road.The people consciously stand on both sides.

The laws of the state of Chu expressly forbid riding horses on official roads, but the law obviously has no effect in front of Mo Wen, otherwise he wouldn't call himself a commander.

A young man in the crowd stopped him and said: "Official roads prohibit...

Before he finished speaking, he felt everyone's gazes gathered in an instant, and unconsciously swallowed the second half of the sentence.

The two men in their battle robes walked away in a grand manner, leaving only an unformed reminder floating lightly in the wind.

It was March when the poplar blossoms were flying, Chu Zi collapsed, and General Mo Wen led the imperial edict to return to Beijing.

The newly appointed Chu Zi greeted General Mo whom he had never met in front of the Poyang Palace.

Mo Wen walked in slowly from Zhengyang Gate, walked all the way from the long official road, and paused for a moment when he walked up to the thousand stone steps, before gently gliding up with his feet.

Thousand stone steps, as the name suggests, are thousand-level jade steps, but these jade steps have become a symbol of power when they are built outside the Poyang Hall, the main hall of the Chu Palace. If someone wants to sue the imperial court, he has to walk down the thousand stone steps on his knees, and his blood and flesh have already lost his human shape all the way.

The symbol of the thousand stone steps to Chu State can be seen from this.This place has a 200-year history of sealing Chu, and 200 years of the completion of the imperial city. Mo Wen is the only one who has walked through the thousand stone steps with light work.As soon as this action came out, there was a gasp from the crowd in front of Poyang Hall.

Xu Liwenyuan stood under the eaves in a black robe, his skeleton was still slender like a young man's, but his shoulders seemed to support the sky and the earth.As Mo Wen fell in front of his eyes, his black pupils moved, and he said loudly after a while, Mo Qing entered the palace in such a hurry as soon as he came back from the exhaustion of boats and cars, and he didn't even have time to change his battle armor.

Five steps away, Mo Wen looked at the crowd expressionlessly, without any reaction, like the audience watching a play under the stands, treating the important ministers in front of them as clowns. With 30 tiger troops at the frontier and [-] Qingqi outside the city, to him, Qianqiu's hegemony is just a game, as long as he nods, there is nothing he can't get.

Beside him, Su Yingmiao smiled frivolously, and said, since I am an important minister and know that I am tired of waiting for the boat, can I not express anything?

A person stood up from behind Xu Li Wenyuan, nodded and said, "The two generals please go to the palace. The money, beauties, fiefs, and houses are all what the generals deserve when they fight for the country.

The respondent had been standing among the officials before, and Mo Wen only noticed that the expression on his face was natural when he stood up now, unlike other officials who were more or less frightened or dignified.

Mo Wen smiled, walked slowly in front of Nian Chuzi, staring straight at the person in front of him with amber eyes as if he was being tortured.

The man in black looked back at him without evasiveness, stretched out his hand to hold Mo Wen's hand holding the hilt of the sword, and said in a low voice, the army is surrounded but not attacked, the sharp blade hangs and does not move, General Mo, if you want me If you bow your head, you have succeeded, but is this move really wise?

The breeze blew past, bringing the fragrance of pear blossoms in the harem, and the spikes of the sword inadvertently slid across the backs of their hands with the wind undulating. Now that he proclaims himself handsome, even if he did something wrong, who would dare to say a word?

When the words fell to the ground, the faces of the officials in front of the Poyang Palace, who had been frightened for a long time, changed again, and they held their breath and looked at the two of them motionlessly.Xu Liwenyuan paused for a moment, then slowly pulled out Mo Wen's saber and held it in his hand, hanging the long sword around Mo Wen's neck.

"General Mo, answer a few questions for me, if you can answer me honestly, I will draw my sword and commit suicide and give you the dragon chair behind me.

Mo Wen looked at him silently, noncommittal.

"Businessmen attacked Chu and Zhou people, Chu people were forced to move south again and again, and they were displaced for 200 years. Do you agree?"

Mo Wen paused, nodded and said, yes.

"If there is another civil strife at this time, the Chu people will face the danger of extinction. Do you agree?"

"Ah."

"If there must be a death between you and me today, let the innocent people behind me go."

He is obviously a 17-year-old boy, but his appearance of arguing for reason overlaps with the figure of the monarch 20 years ago in a trance.Mo Wen casually thought: After a few years, he must be another king who is fighting for the internal peace and pleading for the people.Maybe it will be a little different from his ancestors, at least this face is different.

Mo Wen casually glanced at the officials behind Chu Zi who had already shaken to pieces, smiled lightly and took back his sword, put it back into its sheath, then nodded to the young man in front of him, wishing to obey the king's will.

At that time, none of them would have thought that just this action of bowing their heads would be to protect each other for a lifetime.

At the Poyang Palace that day, the new Master Chu never said a word about Mo Wen proclaiming himself a commander-in-chief and bringing 30 tiger troops under his command. Instead, he rewarded him with a mansion of [-] land and [-] acres in the name of his meritorious service against the enemy. In addition, a deer park on the outskirts of the city was given to the soldiers who traveled long distances for temporary repairs.

Mo Wen nodded and silently accepted.

By the time the whole set of wind and dust cleaning process was completed, it was almost dusk.

Mo Wen led the horse into his own yard, watching the pair of swallows who were startled away under the eaves suddenly stopped.

Su Yingmiao followed behind him and asked, green tiles, vermilion eaves, carved railings and jade bricks, the scenery in this mansion is as good as you want?

"The things bestowed by the king are naturally good." Mo Wen looked back at him, paused, and then said, "Aren't you going to visit your own house?"

"I'm here to watch you. I'm afraid that someone will send you poison and you will eat it in a daze without even thinking about it. Or if someone with a heart sends you a beauty, it will be even more troublesome if you agree to it in a flash of your brain."

Mo Wen looked in Su Yingmiao's direction, the yard was full of crimson flowers, and under the cover of vines, they grew luxuriantly, clustered in clusters under the dim light.

"The prosperity of Tianliang City has never been related to me." A dart flew out suddenly, and the gorgeous flowers snapped off.

Even though there are dazzling sights in front of him, nothing can stay in his eyes.

Su Yingmiao, who was originally playful, restrained her expression and said to him, I remember you said that you wanted everything that the Xu Li family held in their hands, but now you are hesitant when you have it at your fingertips, I really don't understand you.

"Maybe it takes time," Mo Wen replied, but he still had doubts in his heart when he told others.

Su Yingmiao slapped the folding fan in his hand on the table and walked away. Before leaving, he said, the Tiger Devouring Army is yours, and those who are loyal regardless of right and wrong belong to you, even if they are defeated and are nailed to the pillar of shame and criticized verbally. You, therefore, decide for yourself.

Thanks.Mo Wen said softly.At that time, the people outside the door had already gone a long way, and the blue sky held a few stars.

In the Chengqing Hall, the candles were dimly lit, and the young man was lying upright on the couch.He held the brocade quilt on his chest tightly with both hands, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

In the dream, a little child knelt in front of the hall and looked at the superior, held his head up stubbornly, and said, Father, please be careful.

As soon as the words were finished, countless memorials on the case fell on him. The superiors looked at him coldly, and told the people next to him that from now on, the young master will be relegated to a commoner and assigned to the frontier.

The little child looked at his father who loved him so much in disbelief, and then turned around to look at the group of courtiers behind him.On weekdays, relatives and nobles are all present, but no one speaks out to help him.He suddenly laughed, and Shang's baby-fat face was on fire.

The picture turned again, and it was the appearance of the young man fighting bravely on the battlefield, his eyes were cold, and his thin hands were covered with blood.

In the dream, I sat up startled, dripping with cold sweat.Xu Liwenyuan's tightly clenched hands suddenly relaxed, he opened his eyes and stared at the void for a long time before recovering from the nightmare.Is it a dream, because he has never experienced anything in the dream, is it a dream?It seemed too real again.