Aoyama

After the army went out, the formerly bustling Spiritual Light Altar was extremely deserted. Everyone went south with the army, leaving one after another urgent military report from the front line.

"General Qi camped at Yandang Ridge, ready to meet the enemy." "General Qi led his troops to attack, and won the first battle at Yandang Ridge." "General Qi approached the northern city of the Nine Realms." "General Qi attacked the city for three days and broke the northern city." "Qi General..."

In front of the Lingguang altar, there was another sound of reining in the horse. Han Shui rubbed his eyes, thinking that it was a messenger who reported the military situation, so he hurriedly stood up and waited anxiously.

But the person who came was not the messenger, but Su Mu.Su Mu looked at Han Shui's haggard look, and asked, "Did your lord sleep here again last night?" Han Shui took a sip of tea, and said lightly, "It's okay." Su Mu said, "That boy Tianhao, he had a high fever last night, and he has been running all day long. Naoteng said he wanted to see his father, sir, do you see?"

Tian Hao is now 12 years old, he is growing fast, and he is already able to go out with his seniors to investigate cases.This child doesn't get sick very much on weekdays, presumably it was because of worrying about the frontline war that he suddenly fell ill.

When he saw Han Shui, his eyes were red, and he argued, "Master Han, I want to go to war too, and I want to avenge my father." Han Shui took his hand and calmly comforted him: "Are you still going to fight?" Too small, the battlefield is not a martial arts field, and the sword has no eyes."

Tian Hao was in a hurry, shook off the wet towel covering his forehead, and pestered him endlessly: "My father died in the Nine Realms, and even if I risked my life, I would kill one or two enemies. How can I sit here and watch a show?"

This youthful ambition is really admirable.Han Shui smiled, patted that stubborn little face, and said to him: "It's not a problem to kill one or two enemies, but if you really want to avenge your father, you should learn the way of marching and using troops and become a general." The next day, Han Shui ordered Su Mu to go to Zangshu Pavilion to ask for a pair of ancient military books, and presented it to Tianhao.

Maoshi, just after dawn, with sporadic fine snow floating in the gray sky, a popular horse riding [-] miles away hurriedly came. The young general was wearing a torn military robe, and the steed flashed through the ethereal streets and alleys, screaming hoarsely with blood. The voice shouted: "Military newspaper!"

When the military report reached the Lingguang Altar, the young general gasped and said, "General Qi led his troops deep into the hinterland of the Nine Realms, and was trapped in the siege of Mohe!"

Kongliu Hanshui was flipping through a sheepskin map in a panic before the case, his complexion was pale, and he didn't even have the energy to take a sip of tea.

Tian Xu and Su Mu looked distressed, and comforted: "General Qi was 12 years old when he fought on the battlefield, and 16 years old when he was in command of the armed forces. He has rich experience, and nothing will happen."

After that, there was no news from the front line.Rumors spread everywhere in the imperial city, some said that General Qi had died in battle, some said that General Qi had defected to the enemy, causing panic among the people.King Yun'an of Xiyong, together with more than a dozen courtiers, made a memorial requesting the empress to withdraw the army of the Yuetian camp, and knelt down in front of the palace gate every night.

The wind and snow continued, and the night moon was bleak. Han Shui sat alone in the shadow pavilion, looking at the triple hall of the imperial palace covered with silver carpet outside the window.He had just drank a few jars of spirits, and he was sluggish, when he heard a familiar sound of footsteps.He frowned: "Qi Lin, you liar..."

Wearing a black robe, it wasn't Qi Lin, but he was already standing in front of him at this moment.Han Shui smiled lightly, "Master Shangshu, long time no see."

Dongqing took off the velvet robe and put it on him, speaking neither humble nor overbearing: "Master Han, I have sent someone to arrest the merchants who spread rumors, and they will all be imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

Han Shui smiled sadly, with Cang Xue under the moon reflected in his eyes: "It doesn't matter if we don't check, let King Xiyong make trouble, I just want him to live."

Dongqing gritted her teeth, grabbed his shoulders, swayed back and forth, and said coldly: "If the emperor is really forced by Yunan and the others to order to withdraw the troops, even if General Qi didn't die on the battlefield, he would have to die in court when he comes back." In the hall." Han Shui was taken aback.

In the next period of time, Han Shui cheered up, and with the help of Dongqing, he found out the spies of the Nine Realms who were spreading rumors in the city, and called the world to reassure people.

At night after finishing the work, a few people ate snacks at the tea shop, Dongqing paid the bill, packed some egg yolk cakes and came back, and said to Han Shui: "Take it with you, it's rare for an official of your rank to eat something on the street."

Han Shui took it and replied with a thank you.Dongqing was stunned: "It's not just a few copper coins." Han Shui smiled and said: "Thank you for spending these difficult days with me."

Thousands of miles away, in the northern border of the Nine Realms, the sky was covered with heavy snow, covering the camp in a pale scene.The soldiers in the battalion were busy shuttling, looking like ants from a distance, spinning around.

In the tent of the Chinese army, the big flag embroidered with the word "Qi" was firmly frozen on the pillar. The soldiers collecting the flag looked up, breathed hot air into the palm of their hand, and pulled the hemp rope... the frozen and brittle The flag fell with a "whoosh" and stuck in the snowdrift.Jin Yu happened to pass by and shook his head: "Tsk tsk, it's a bad omen."

Qi Lin is going to march south again. According to him, it will be warmer the further south you go.But from Jin Yu's point of view, the further one moves forward, the more difficult and dangerous it will be.Qi Lin laughed and said: "If we can't make it through, so can Mo He."

Wherever the army passed, it was invincible and invincible, and it took down dozens of cities one after another.

Afterwards, Qi Lin cut off the military report sent to Yunmeng: "The general is away, and the king's order is not acceptable."

He knew that this was Mohe's trap, so he just wanted to drill into it.He was waiting for a decisive battle. He wanted to destroy Qin Zhen's battalion in one fell swoop, not leaving a piece of iron armor to the Nine Realms.

Mohe sent envoys to Yuetian Camp to hand over a letter of war, and asked Qilin Gupan City to have a feast on the same stage and watch the battle between the two armies.

In order to find out the truth, Qi Lin spent all his money and had a good time entertaining several local villagers, and had a chat and nonsense.When he knew what was in his mind, he lined up his troops in a calm manner, carefully discussed the tactics with Jin Yu and Xiao Da, and decided to go to the appointment.

Before leaving, Qi Lin called Ban Xia.Ban Xia's eyes rounded: "Why am I going to die with you?" Qi Lin smiled and said: "If you don't die, you still have to have a tongue to tell Master Han Shui this heroic story." The fist hit Qi Lin's shoulder, and tears filled his eyes.

On the ancient battlefield, the two armies lined up, and both sides talked about romance.Mohe stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The changes in Yuetian Camp in the past few years are indeed impressive." Qi Lin's starry eyes rolled, "Good eyes." Mohe took a sip of wine silently: "General Qi is really welcome. "

The Yuetian battalion was flexible, while the Qin Zhen battalion was steady and steady. Both sides set up ambushes and intercepted them in unison. There was movement and stillness, showing their respective tactics to the fullest.Qi Lin went deep into the enemy's territory, so he had no advantage at all, but he still had one final move.

The sun slanted to the west, and the whole field was filled with blood mist. Qi Lin drank the wine in his glass calmly, then smiled and winked at the lieutenant behind Mohe.How could Mo He have expected that his deputy, Tian Lan, was a cold sword that Qi's father had buried in Qin Zhen's camp more than ten years ago.

Yuetianying won, a miserable victory, not a very glorious victory.Under the cover of Tian Lan, Qi Lin and Ban Xia broke out of the siege, returned to the battlefield outside the city, and wiped out hundreds of thousands of troops from Qin Zhen's battalion.

However, the fate is fair. Although Mo He did not escape while sitting in the ancient gatehouse, he shot Tian Lan who had betrayed him with a piercing arrow.Then, the sky was full of dust, and everything seemed to be clamoring. The soldiers set up ladders to attack the city wall, occupied the city, and captured Mohe alive...

Tian Lan didn't see this, and when he was dying, he handed the dagger stained with his own blood to Qi Lin's hand, and said with a smile: "Give this to Tian Hao, tell him..." Without saying a word After finishing speaking, the people had gone, and there was another corpse on the wilderness.With tears in his eyes, Qi Lin closed his eyes for the hero.

In the fourth year of Tianchang, Yunmeng mobilized the power of the whole country to march south to the Nine Realms, annihilating 50 soldiers and horses in the Qin Zhen camp in Gupan City, regaining the country's lost land for a century, and dominating the world ever since.

When he first heard the news, the cup in Han Shui's hand fell to the ground with a bang and shattered.Tian Xu smiled and said, "My lord heard it right, General Qi has won the victory and returned to the court!" Han Shui bent down to pick up the pieces of broken porcelain, laughed and cried at the same time, cursing: "Qi Lin, you bastard!"

In Lin'an City, every household is decorated with lanterns and festoons, eagerly looking forward to it. Firecrackers and fireworks are constantly burning, lighting up the entire Jinjiang River.The emperor is waiting, the people are waiting, and everyone is waiting for General Qi to return in triumph.Master Han Shui is no exception.

For Han Shui, the half year of separation was longer than six years.He hangs around in the attic by the river all day long, personally looking for news about General Qi, even if there is only a sporadic, even if it is just a clue.

A hundred miles, ten miles, one mile, it's just around the corner... On the day when Master Wang triumphed, the empress once again led all the officials to offer sacrifices to the gods, and played songs for ten miles to welcome them.

However, this time, the appearance of the heroes is not glamorous.There are many people with tattered clothes and torn armor, yellow complexion, blood all over their body, and missing limbs and legs.

Han Shui ranked first among the hundred officials. Seeing that familiar face that had undergone a lot of vicissitudes, his heart felt sore and his whole body trembled slightly.

Qi Lin came on horseback, stared at the shining Guihun hairpin, and smiled like a warm sun: "Master Han, are you here all right?"

The author has something to say:

O(∩_∩)O general triumphant.