Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

The horse's hoof stepped on the frozen and hard soil, making an uneasy kicking sound, and the horse's mane was blown open by the cold wind.

Thousands of soldiers stood there holding flags and swords and wearing cold armor.

Gu Nan led a horse and stood in front of the formation. She didn't know how long she hadn't stood in the army.But no matter how long it took, the army remained the same, silent.

"Mr. Gu, can you ride a horse? The horses are more fierce, so you need to be more careful, sir."

Cao Cao on the side reminded him that he seldom spoke this day, and most of the time he looked in the direction of the west, his eyes were serious, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

However, looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to be worried about the crusade against Dong Zhuo. After all, although the battle had not yet started, there was already little chance of winning, and he also understood this.

There seemed to be other concerns on his mind.

Gu Nan looked at the horse beside him, stretched out his hand and patted the horse's neck, the mane was a little rough in his hand.

"It's been a long time since I rode, but I haven't completely forgotten the riding skills."

As he spoke, he tugged on the reins and rolled onto the horse's back. The horse was still a little restless at first.

But as Gu Nan tightened his grip on the rein, he straddled the horse's belly, no matter how much the horse under him was pulled, he couldn't move a little bit. After a while, the horse hissed and calmed down.

The military commander at the side was sweating a little watching Gu Nan's movements, and he couldn't tell it on weekdays. Mr. Gu's strength is so great that he can actually hold the horse.

"Haha, sir, sir is different from those sour writers, that's how you should drive a horse."

Cao Hong, who is so stubborn, didn't think so much. He just thought that riding a horse should be so refreshing, and there were so many things to worry about.

"Speaking of which, I am also a martial artist." Gu Nan replied with a faint smile.

Cao Cao raised his brows and glanced up and down at Gu Nan's thin figure, his eyes were naturally disbelieving, he smiled and shook his head: "Sir, you're joking again."

He said and looked at Cao Ren who was behind him: "Zi Xiao, the war is so chaotic, you take a guard by your side so that you don't let him lose."

Cao Ren clasped his fists and saluted with a serious face: "Yes."

Because Cao Ren is calm and reticent, he always guarded Cao Cao before.

Under Cao Cao's order, a group of people pulled over the horse's head and walked to Gu Nan's side.

Gu Nan was a little puzzled on the horse, and he didn't know why no one believed him when he told the truth.

"march."

Cao Cao rode his horse and said something, and took the lead in walking in front of the army. The commanding soldiers beside him raised their flags and waved them for a while, and the army formation behind them also began to march slowly.

Gu Nan also urged the horses, and glanced at the army formation behind him.

She didn't bring Lingqi, after all, she was too young.

When I came out in the morning, I saw that she was a little sulky, but the child's anger should come and go quickly, just bring some things with her on the way back.

The atmosphere in the army behind was somewhat dignified.

Cao Ren, who was riding on Gu Nan's side, glanced at Gu Nan, and saw that Gu Nan was looking at the army formation.

"Have you ever marched in a military formation, sir?"

Gu Nan turned around, thought for a while, and then said softly: "It's a pass."

"Really." Cao Ren pulled the rein and gave a rare smile, but unfortunately it was a wry smile.

"I've been to that kind of place once, and I really don't want to go there a second time."

He didn't continue to follow Cao Ren's words.

The army walked across the ground, and their heavy footsteps stepped on the hard and cold soil, leaving behind a mess of footprints.

That kind of place really makes people not want to go there a second time, but there will always be countless people rushing towards it.

As for why, few people usually know.

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"call!"

A gust of wind in the courtyard rolled up the sand and dust on the ground, and as the strong wind swept past, the grass blades in the courtyard were also pressed to the ground.

"call!"

Before the gust of wind blows away, another gust of wind blows up, and a figure is standing in the courtyard.

Wearing a set of thick black armor on his body, wearing a crown of hanging feathers on his head, and dancing in his hand is a square sky halberd that is taller than a human body.

The body of the halberd was golden and black, and the figure was reflected in the bright halberd blade.

The halberd was swung heavily by the man, making the sound of breaking the wind one after another.

The force was overwhelming, and the strong wind in the courtyard was brought up by it.

The cold light flickered, and the halberd waved out patches of light and shadow. Finally, it was raised high and smashed down heavily.

"Bang!" The halberd head was smashed into the ground in the courtyard, and with a bang, it sank deeply into the soil, splashing a piece of earth and rocks.

"Huh, huh."

The people in the courtyard were gasping for breath, and the sweat flowed from his brows, across his cheeks, and dripped into the soil.

A deep hole was smashed out under the halberd, and the earth and rocks that were splashed into the air fell back to the ground one by one, making a sound of falling.

The man let go of the long halberd, let the halberd stand in the courtyard, walked straight to the side of the room and sat down.

As the people sat down, the armor made a knocking sound, and the man sitting in front of the room picked up a piece of cloth and wiped the sweat off his face.

He raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard, not knowing what he was looking at.

There is nothing else in the courtyard except the slanted halberd. The halberd is sunk in the soil, casting a slanted shadow on the ground.

It makes people feel that there is some openness, without people wielding knives and halberds. The strong wind just passed, only a little light wind is still lingering, and the grass leaves on the ground have also stood up again, slightly undulating.

The man in front of the room lowered his eyes and let out a sigh.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the belt of the armor on his body, and untied his shoulder armor and breastplate.

The armor was thrown aside casually, his head was lowered, and the sweat was streaming down to the tip of his nose.

His body relaxed a lot, and his panting gradually subsided.

He was the only one in the court, and after sitting quietly for a while, the sweat on his body began to dry, and with the light wind blowing, he felt a little cool.