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Outside Prince Liang's palace, a number of sergeants gathered together, stood their heads proudly amidst the sound of war drums, and a small troop of armor trotted out from the palace gate.

Behind the armored team is a four-horse king chariot with a gold and copper cover, which is extremely gorgeous, and a silver-white giant wolf is also on the side of the chariot.

Zisang held the handle of an ordinary iron sword in his hand, and carried the heavy armor on his shoulders. He ran and stumbled for a while, but he did not fall behind. After walking for a while, he got used to it. .

"The king is here."

Has Grandpa Wang's body come out so late?Following Dezhang's voice, Zisang looked up at the wall of the building.

Downstairs on the wall, there are a few pillars standing up to the sky, and the beard and hair of Duke Qingxi standing among them are blown to the side by the wind, and the same is true of the royal robe on his body.

Dezhang next to him filled the cups into the jade wine bottle, Lord Qingxi toasted the sky, the second cup to the ground, and the third cup to the tens of thousands of soldiers under the wall of the building, roaring loudly, with a pale and steady voice volleying into the air Down:

"I am strong and brave in Nanliang, and God blesses me wherever I go."

According to what the king said, all the soldiers shouted in unison, the sound was like thunder, and they rose from the ground:

"Heaven blesses you wherever you go, and you are blessed by Wang when you return."

In the middle of the night, the strong wine is blowing in the wind, the military drums are shaking the sky, and the king's flag is in the sky.

Seeing the person standing upright like a cypress above him, Zisang couldn't help but feel a little bit moved. The [-]-year-old man didn't even cough in such a strong wind.

In front of Lin Dong, he couldn't sit in front of the stove, hugged the medicine pot to coax you, and heard someone calling him softly, Zisang moved his eyes from the top of the building wall.

Zhou Zai handed a rein to Zisang silently, looked ahead, and said calmly, "I know you can't ride a horse, but you are just an ordinary sergeant, so you can't ride a wolf anymore."

Hold on first, then take the whip helplessly.

Even in the middle of the night, there are still people on both sides sending each other off, among them there is the sound of weeping, and occasionally someone suddenly calls out a name.

It should be that some people in the army lived in other families outside Baibi City, so the family rushed to send them off.

All the soldiers in the army dared to walk forward silently in accordance with the military regulations, and some of them were younger, although they did not dare to obey, they still couldn't help weeping.

Zisang led the horse and walked beside Shijun's chariot. The chariot was tightly sealed inside and out, and no one around could see in. Naturally, there was nothing inside.

When he was a little far away from the palace, Zhou Zai immediately stopped and waited for her to approach before saying coldly: "The one in front is your little medical officer."

Following Zhou Zai's pointing, from a distance, one can see all the women lining the road ahead, all wearing bright clothes, fur and cloaks, which are much more eye-catching than other ordinary people.

Most of them are light blue or blue or dark green or pink velvet light yellow. The most conspicuous ones are the ones in red clothes, the silk hair is simply pulled, the cloak is also blood red, and the collar is only trimmed with black velvet.

No wonder the last time when Qiushou came back on the way back, seeing the two holding hands, there was always a sense of similarity. It turned out that they were both women, and Zhou Zai said coldly, "Don't mess up the army formation."

It means don't stop.

Still far away, Zisang looked at the person in the night who was covered with lanterns and red clothes, his complexion was translucent and pink, his heart was warm, and the armor on his body seemed to be lighter, so he quickened his pace.

Bai Yunmo stood quietly on a piece of land that the girls had gathered for her, just looking at the window frame on the light frame, twisting it tightly with her left and right hands.

Why don't you look at it, why the windows are closed tightly, don't you ever think that I will still be waiting here.

When the car approached, the window frame remained silent, but the hand was suddenly put on the ground, and the person walked forward with it.

The girls on both sides were startled when they saw Bai Yunmo staggering forward suddenly, and when they turned around, they saw the person in military uniform with a quiet face and clear eyes, and when they turned their eyes slightly to the side, they knew it, and hurried forward to explain the truth open.

So the clusters of alluring colors in Qinghuan Tower moved forward in the night like this, with a man in red in the middle protecting him.

Bai Yunmo, there are always such ghostly ideas.

Zisang held on to that hand tightly in private, smiling, but still not falling behind, Zhou Zai, who was above him, looked at the noisy crowd around him and coughed with some dissatisfaction on his face.

"Yunmo, the general is not happy."

Bai Yunmo quietly followed Zisang's steps, dressed in red, and looked sideways at the beautiful woman wrapped in the military uniform: "I just care whether the husband is happy or not."

On the ten-mile long street, red makeup is seen off.

"With a beauty in hand, I am very happy."

So they all laughed.

"If you have a carriage, you don't need to ride. It's a long way to the north." Bai Yunmo's eyes were full of worry. Although Zisang was born in the mountains and suffered a lot, traveling in the mountains is not like ordinary hunting.

"If I were on a frame, how could I walk shoulder to shoulder with you like this."

With her current attire, when she entered the army, she was no longer His Royal Highness, but just an attendant by the general's side. She was afraid that it would be even more difficult, but she couldn't bear to let Bai Yunmo know, if she found out, she would cry again.

Here, Bai Yunmo's tears have already blinked, her white teeth bit her lip slightly, and she tilted her head with a tender look: "You don't want to go into battle to kill the enemy?"

"do not kill."

Zisang looked at the bow on his back and Bai Yunmo, and said in a calm tone, "I, it's uncomfortable to look at someone from a distance in this car, just shoot someone with an arrow."

So there were two lines of clear tears, and some smiles burst out unexpectedly on the face illuminated by the red makeup. She was so tender that she wanted to go forward and take a bite, but the soldiers behind her walked forward, and Zisang could only hold her hands again. Tighten tightly, rubbing the five slender fingers in the palm.

"Yunmo."

"Ok?"

"Fang Zhonghou, be careful and be patient, don't draw his attention to you."

"I know."

That is, the young master of the Bai clan, after all, is just a Shang clan, if he fights with tigers, wolves and dignitaries like him, he will inevitably gain the upper hand. Zisang is worried, and he is afraid that Bai Yunmo will mess up.

However, comparing these days, I found that even though Bai Yunmo looked like a careless little girl in front of her, at other times, whether it was treating the sick or wounded, or His Highness was investigating murders that day, she showed clear interests and disadvantages. As for the trouble.

"Besides, if you want to teach him a lesson, I should also be there, and shoot him a few arrows to relieve the hatred."

"No, I don't like the way you shoot arrows."

"How do you like me."

"I just like you hugging me with a smile."

"Then I'll hold you in my arms and quietly watch you deep-fry the human slices."

"Hate."

Both of them smiled, and they just held each other like this, walking, and had to let go when they reached the gate of the city.

Turning forward to see the person in front of him with plain hair and red clothes, he squeezed the tender palms of his hands: "When I return, the little medical officer will be seventeen."

"Slim and handsome, I will marry you."

"OK, wait for me."

"Well, wait for you."

Very good.

So his hands were empty, the cold wind soaked his bones, and the red clothes couldn't cover him from the cold. He watched the man in iron armor lead his horse away, and suddenly he heard the girl next to him call Ah Piao.

The two wolves were rubbing against the frame for a while, seeing that the frame was about to leave the city, Bai Yunmo hurriedly called A Piao to come back.

So Ah Piao reluctantly returned to his master, Daxue stopped, looked ahead, and then looked behind, which made the sergeant beside him have to make a detour.

A girl gasped, "The white wolf is here."

Then he laughed.

Seeing Daxue riding on A Piao all of a sudden, Bai Yunmo couldn't help laughing on the tearful face. It was only later that she realized that Da Xue belonged to the male and A Piao belonged to the female. .

Or the beast would be shy too. A Piao turned around and ran back, and Daxue had no choice but to walk forward step by step.

After sending Hei Yaya and his group away, when the street was half-empty, they still waited for a long time watching the slowly closing city gate, and the girls behind them still laughed a lot even though they came to remind them.

"It's still wolf directly, ha."

"However, it's true. When I heard the young master say that I have a sweetheart, I thought it was a young master. Later, I found out that it was a woman. I thought that the young master usually teased girls in the building. I thought it was a gentleman who read every day. Sang will also be a soft little lady, I never thought that looking at her figure and imposing manner now, the young master is also the one who is left behind."

So he laughed again and said: "Just now that white wolf just explained his position for his master."

After laughing, Lang'er came to criticize the person the young master liked again.

"As expected of the young master's favorite person, his figure and appearance are all Zhou Zheng."

"No, it's not in vain to tout in front of me for several years."

"The madam has come to Cui and returned to the building, and she is still arguing."

Such a gorgeous group of people embraced the tearful person and walked back, saying as they walked: "The young master is crying so hard, I don't usually see her like this, in front of the husband she recognizes, Very delicate."

"Let's look at the excitement again, and see if this young master doesn't clean up you when you go back, everyone will be fined for half a month."

"Go back upstairs, let's see if I and others are more powerful, or you, the young master, are more powerful."

Qi Xiao: "Okay, it looks like the young master is done crying."

The clusters of flowers in the night are slowly heading towards the brightly lit places in the city.

After leaving the city, the marching team moved quickly, and Zisang had to get on his horse. Because he was not used to riding, he wobbled a little and couldn't sit still.

Zhou Zai didn't pay much attention to it, just walked forward.

Seeing Daxue next to the frame, with white hair shaking all over, Zisang still half complained: "Look at your high-spirited appearance, don't think I don't know what embarrassing things you did behind the scenes."

There are so many people, don't be ashamed.

In this way, Zi Sang was able to walk a little more steadily after lying on the horse for half a way, his thigh hurt, he turned his head and looked behind him, the white jade city wall was more like a thread of silver in the night.

Looking back halfway, the ones who followed behind were the brave men who lived and died together, and none of them could be called famous.

Be in the same robe with your son, share the same hatred with your son, and wish to be safe with all your sons.

Starting at midnight, it is only in the morning that we can go to the area of ​​Baibi City. The farmland on both sides is getting less and less, the overlapping mountains are getting denser, and the rising sun slowly casts a large piece of golden light from behind.

Next to Zhou Zai's gesture, Gao Che ordered the flag to respond, and the mighty team stopped slowly for a quarter of an hour.

Rolling off the horse, Zisang fell to the ground rubbing his waist, just wanting to take off all the armor on his body.

Zhou Zai rarely showed a smiling face, and threw a water bag to her. The coldness here was even worse, and there was white air on his lips every time he spoke: "Pass through Weizhou, Pingzhou, Xianzhou, and then enter the frontier of the ancestors. , it’s still half a month before we arrive at Qingxuan Pass, how many hours will it be unbearable?”

Taking a sip of water, Zisang finally straightened his bulky body and looked at the heavy mountains on both sides: "The general can bear it, but I can bear it as a soldier."

Tired to tired, but also to a whole body.

Compared with the days when the palace was full of brocade clothes and luxurious clothes, listening to the noisy courtiers with your ears covered, this trip has beautiful mountains and rivers to see, and it is considered a suitable place.

An attendant brought up two dry chrome cakes, and Zhou Zai took one and threw one to Zisang: "Even if you know you are a soldier, you must know some rules on the road, and don't be arrogant."

"Everything is under the command of the general."

He raised his hand and stuffed the cake into his mouth, it was stiff, but all the generals chewed it with relish, so they could only swallow it with all their strength, then washed it with water, and asked a soldier who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen: "OK eat?"

Xiao Bing glanced at the person who asked the question, wiped the last crumbs of the cake into his mouth, took a sip of water from the pot that was handy, and then replied: "Why is it not delicious, I don't have to eat it at home."

"Where is your home?"

The little soldier's head was slightly lowered, and his head was not as big as his armor: "Fengzhou."

Fengzhou is located at the border of South Liang, at the border with Xiling, where the wars were most troubled in previous years. Although it was peaceful in the future, it is a sparsely populated and barren place. Zisang passed the remaining half of the cakes to the soldiers.

"Give me something to eat?"

"Take it."

"Thank you, brother." After making sure, Xiao Bing took the cake and stuffed it into his mouth again.

Hearing him call her big brother, Zisang was also taken aback, and then looked around at his tightly wrapped attire, and realized that there were very few women in the army, so it was natural to call him that way.

It's hard to put it bluntly, the eldest brother is the eldest brother.

After Xiaobing ate half of the cake, he talked more, quietly followed his head, looked at the gold and copper frame and said, "I don't know what His Royal Highness Shijun eats."

After eating Qingfeng Yulu, Zisang smiled and did not speak.

If you don't mention food, the little soldier has nothing to say. He played with the scabbard on his body, flipped over an iron card, his eyes lit up, handed the card to Zisang, and said, "My name is Shizhu, how about you?" ?”

Zisang touched her waist, Zhou Zai didn't seem to have prepared this kind of military identity card for herself, so she pressed the sword on her belt and said, "I won't tell you."

Shi Zhu didn't expect to meet such a person, so she felt a little embarrassed, she felt that the big brother in front of her was really weird, generous to give people cakes, so stingy that she didn't tell his name, so she walked away to talk to other people.

After he left, Zisang turned over, approached Zhou Zai slowly, and said lazily: "The general is really bad at doing things, but he made me an anonymous person."

Hearing what she said, Zhou Zai immediately took out something from his body and threw it at her. Zisang quickly grabbed it, his hand was cool, and spread it out to see, the thin iron piece was tied with a small leather rope.

You can still see full of embroidered spots on it, and you can't tell whether it's blood or stains. The colors are different, but the chiseled handwriting can be seen clearly.

"Showa?"

"Former subordinates."

"I didn't expect the general to have the habit of collecting the ID badges of his subordinates."

This also means that Zhaohe should be a dead person. Zisang hangs the identity card on his waist, and then silently reads the words on it, making people in Wanghai Township.

"Thinking about it, he should be 27 or [-] years old now. Has he become a playmate?"

"No."

"Someone like the general."

"Um."

Zhou Zai sat on the horse, tightened the reins, and looked ahead. The mist that slowly dispersed under the sun slowly dissipated into the air.

Through the fog, it seems to be back in the past.

"General, I'm Showa. From now on, you can tell the general what you want to eat and drink."

"General, you can't drink this wine, it won't heal if you drink it."

"General, this cake is too cold to eat."

"General, the pancakes are warmed up for you, try to see if they are different."

It’s just such a person, it’s fine to wait in the tent well, I have to practice horses and horses every day, I have to sharpen my sword every day, I have to clamor and beg the general to let me go into battle to kill the enemy.

I, Showa, also want to be a man who is loyal to the emperor and protects the lord, like a general.

The iron horse galloped, the armies met each other, and amidst the voices of the people, the flesh and blood of the young man, who was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, had a face as white as jade, and his pupils were still shining brightly.

Obviously, the arrow pierced his chest, but it was still the same as before.

"General, it doesn't hurt at all."

"General, I buried an altar of good wine for you under the fence of the camp. After measuring it, there are twelve cups, one cup a day. According to the old saying in our hometown, you can just drink until you are full with autumn warm water."

What a big battle, three days and three nights.

When he returned to the same spot, the boy's body was completely cold, and the man in military uniform reached out and took the ID card on his waist. Ten years have passed since he took it out again today.

"How does it feel to drink the good wine full of autumn warm water?"

"I don't know."

How can you be willing to drink such a good wine.

Zisang's eyes moved a little, and he could see that Zhou Zai's horse was wrapped tightly on the side. One package probably explained why the general didn't know the taste of wine.

Mountains and rivers have many ambitions.

Daxue lay beside him and finished eating a large piece of meat contentedly, but she was about to come to rub Zisang again, but she pushed it away silently with her sword, and went to the side of the car against it.

Every time after eating, people would scratch their necks and feel itchy, and Daxue felt a little overwhelmed by the sword.

He looked up at Zisang, looked around again and didn't see the little eunuch who usually waited on him, so he whimpered secretly and wanted to rub again, but was pushed down by the long sword again and had to sway on the shaft of the chariot. Shake your head.

After walking for half a day, people could tell that if she was hot, she would definitely attract surprised looks. Although Zisang really wanted to turn over and ride in the heavy snow, in order to hide his identity later, he silently gritted his teeth and got on the horse.

When the team regrouped, Zisang saw Shi Zhu walking by wearing loose armor and was about to return to the team, so he waved his horsewhip in front of him.

Shi Zhu staggered in fright, straightened his helmet in doubt, and grinned when he saw her, "Brother."

"Don't keep calling me Big Brother, it's not pleasant, my name is Showa."

"Hey, okay, Brother Showa."

"Hey... that's fine, let's go, we're on our way."

"Okay, Brother Showa."

Zhou Zai still rode his horse to fight in front, Shijun's frame was behind, and on both sides were Zhou Zai's trusted soldiers and generals, most of them guessed Zisang's identity, and although they didn't speak a word, there was no collision.

Although the sergeants sometimes whispered to each other on the road, they whispered to each other and did not dare to make noise. When encountering farmland trails, they marched slowly in formation, and the ranks of the army were very strict.

By the end of the night, I arrived at the border of Weizhou, which has always been known for its dampness and coldness. The cold wind cuts the face, and the nails are frosty.

Zhou Zai's black beard stood upright from the cold, blowing to both sides like pine needles. Zisang looked at it and wanted to laugh: "No wonder the general doesn't grow a long beard."

Zhou Zai's half-grown beard is really short compared to the dignitaries, if not, if it is longer, it will be even more troublesome when encountering the dewy and cold air.

Zhou Zai raised his hand to wipe his beard, glanced at Zisang expressionlessly, and then ordered the whole army to set up camp on the spot and start a fire.

In the morning and in the middle of the day, there are dry chrome cakes in the lower abdomen, and Zisang, who is used to eating meat, has long since stuck his chest to his back. Prepare delicious food by myself, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that he was going to get angry.

Rolling off the horse, I saw sergeants sitting around in twos and threes.

"Brother Showa."

Shi Zhu came forward again, slipped off his back to take a bite of the cauldron, and smiled: "I didn't expect you to be the general's entourage, I am responsible for taking the blame for the general's team."

"It's good to take the blame. I have hot food to eat. Hurry up. How should I make this meal?"

While wandering around, Shizhu's voice looked straight ahead with a little fear: "Brother Zhaohe, tell me, it doesn't know how to bite, right?"

"Ok?"

Turning around, she saw Daxue rubbing her way again. Zisang turned her hands away, waved at Daxue, and said, "It's just a good-looking thing, and it doesn't bite."

Daxue shook his head on the spot, lowered his head resentfully, and his tail hair drooped to the side.

Dianthus was clever in doing things, set up a pot, lit a fire, and the air suddenly heated up, and Zhou Zai and a group of relatives surrounded him casually.

Most of these soldiers are about the same age as Zhou Zai, they seem to know each other well in their [-]s and [-]s, they took glasses from each other, and some attendants came to pour wine.

When Zisang arrived, although Zisang licked his tongue, he just took it out and drank his saliva to thank him.

Shi Zhu asked for a large bowl, and drank two mouthfuls with a satisfied face: "This is good wine, much better than our own homemade wine. It's a pity that you don't drink it, Big Brother Showa."

Zisang smiled: "Then drink more."

When the pot was boiled, only one person got the bowl of porridge, Zisang was a little stunned, but seeing Zhou Zai beside him, he didn't want to make a loud noise, so he asked Shi Zhu in a low voice, "Just eat this, don't you get meat?"

Shi Zhu pointed to Daxue who was gnawing on a big fresh bone not far away: "You think we are it, every meal of fresh meat, it shakes when we eat it."

Probably feeling that it was being watched from here, Daxue grinned and turned her head, laughing, as if to show her kindness to her master.

Shi Zhu was a little surprised again: "Did Brother Zhaohe just enlist in the army? I asked other people. They eat simple things on the road. After the war, they will eat better. Then there will be big wine and big meat."

An older general next to him still heard the words, and said in a rough voice: "That's right, I'm afraid I won't see you again after a meal, of course it's better to eat."

The little boy shrank his neck, turned his head and asked Zisang, "Are you afraid?"

"Scary."

I was never afraid when I went hunting in the past, but my little life that no one cares about is different now, someone is waiting for me.

When everything was quiet and everyone entered the camp to rest, Zisang looked at Zhou Zai opposite the campfire, and thought of another person, and asked him, "Where did Nan Wu go?"

Zhou Zai put his hands together in front of the fire, with a glass of rough wine next to him, his cyan beard became much softer after being warmed, and his complexion took on a bronze-like color under the fire: "Dongchi."