See Jiangshan

Lin Lu, seeing a letter is like a face.

Tonight is New Year's Eve. I'm not on duty. I just had a drink with my brothers. The handwriting is messy. You can make do with it.

There are two things I want to tell you.The first thing is a good thing. At the end of the year, after counting military merits, I was officially promoted to deputy lieutenant, with an additional 100 taels of annual salary.But there is no place to spend money in Baixueguan, and our Zhendong Army usually has few entertainment activities, nothing more than drinking and gambling.After I came here, apart from knife skills, the fastest improvement is probably the amount of alcohol.

The last time you wrote to me and asked me if I would be reunited with you during the Chinese New Year, this is definitely not possible, because the demons do not celebrate the New Year.

The second is still a good thing.A month ago, the Red Devil tribe who was confronting our army pulled out their camp and temporarily retreated fifty miles.The scouts reported that the He Ge demon general was assassinated and injured the demon element.Among thousands of troops, the assassin escaped smoothly.I feel ashamed for them.

It should be Qian Ren, Jian Guang looks like him.It is always windy and snowy here, and the night sky is gloomy. Thanks to him, "the lonely peak shines on the moon", let us see something similar to the moon once.I hope he will come often.

He has been reluctant to show himself in public all these years, but he seems to be doing well, and that's enough.

In order to prevent the military plane from being leaked, this letter must stay in Fusi, Dongzhen for a month first, and it should be a warm spring when it is in your hands.Hope to have heard of your success in countering the rebellion by then.

As for Gu Er, he is probably by your side now, but I am too lazy to talk to him, please tell his old lady that everything is fine.

Handwritten by Xu Ran.

On New Year's Eve in Baixue Guanxi city defense.

Under the dim light, Xu Ran put away the charcoal pencil and straw paper.She wouldn't write to a friend if nothing good happened.It's the same in any battlefield, so it doesn't matter if you don't mention it.

The female general in the silver armor and red cloak walked out of the turret, the wind and snow were like a steel knife scraping bone, and the armor made a harsh sound when it hit the armor.Three or four small soldiers came forward to light the way for her, and no matter whether she was on duty or not, she always went up to the city wall to make a round of inspections in the middle of the night.

"Brothers cheer up!"

This is the end of the dynasty's territory, the most bitter cold among the bitter cold.

Under the dark night sky, the Zhuque Banner of the Zhendong Army fluttered and flew, stretching the city wall like a long dragon dominating the snowfield.

In just one year, Xu Ran has adapted to the life of Baixueguan.

After Cheng Qianren left the academy, the dynasty changed drastically.The chief assistant made the eldest son of the emperor the crown prince, and many officials who were innocently convicted during the party struggle were pardoned. Gu Xuejiang and Xu Ran, two students from Nanyuan, were mixed among them, which was not very conspicuous.The order to reverse the case was passed to them through the governor of the state government. The conviction was quick in the past, and the case was reversed quickly.Of course some important figures will not be held responsible for unjust cases, and it would be the utmost sincerity to launch a few scapegoats.

There is still Gu Xuejiang's old unit in the imperial guards, and he took advantage of this to propose to reinstate him.After the party struggle ended, the power of the family was weakened.On the surface, the prince supervises the country, but in fact the chief assistant is the regent, which is a good thing for them.

However, personal fate is not related to the fate of the dynasty. The heavy snowfall in the twelfth lunar month eventually became a catastrophe, and the people in the southwest were displaced. Tens of thousands of victims flooded into Nanyang City, Changzhou.

In the next year, the northwest was hit by heavy rains and floods, and ten thousand mu of fertile land failed to harvest.

When the imperial court was exhausted for disaster relief, the two major tribes of the Mozu assembled, and an army of 30 was directly pressing on the eastern border. Baixueguan called for help several times.

People are panicked, and folk rumors are everywhere.

King Anshan rallied his troops in the fiefdom of Langzhou to support himself, opened a granary to attract refugees, claimed to be "ordered by heaven", and played the banner of rebellion openly and aboveboard.

After the Battle of the Eastern Expedition, the long-accumulated chronic diseases of the dynasty finally broke out together, and the peace could no longer be whitewashed.

There are natural disasters in the south, demons in the east, and anti-kings in the west.

There are internal and external troubles, and wars are everywhere.

In the second year of Nanyuan's new dean's long journey, the North and South academies announced the closure of the academies, and all students graduated ahead of schedule and went their separate ways.

Troubled times are difficult, and troubled times also create heroes.Countless ambitious young people are eager to flex their muscles and realize their ambitions.

Not long after Gu Xuejiang was reinstated, King Anshan rebelled before he went north to the imperial capital.After a piece of imperial edict came down, he was named General Yunhui as the deputy general of Zhou Qingshan, the great general of Shenwu, and went to Langzhou to suppress the rebellion.

Lin Duzhi and Xu Ran joined the army with him. Like them, many students in Nanyuan went to the battlefields as soon as they left the school.

On the way to the post, Lin Duzhi felt uneasy: "I have never been a military doctor before, in case something goes wrong..."

Xu Ran was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

"Shenwu General Zhou Qingshan, I have heard his stories since I was a child. The Shenwu Army is the most elite army of the dynasty. It was invincible in all the battles in the east. Now, if we go to suppress the rebellion, we will be able to capture King Anshan alive in less than a month!"

Gu Xuejiang was worried: "Old General Zhou is almost [-] years old this year. According to his cultivation, his lifespan will be exhausted. Is it true that the human race has reached the point where there are no generals available? King Anshan has been operating in Langzhou for a hundred years, and this battle is difficult. quick decision……"

Facts have proved that no matter how deeply rooted a legend is, it cannot withstand the ravages of time.

Three years later, the war in the west was not peaceful, and Gu Xuejiang's reputation in the Shenwu Army was growing day by day, and she even had an iron cavalry under her own banner.

Lin Duzhi became a beloved military doctor.Only Xu Ran felt tired and asked to be transferred to Baixueguan.

"I would rather fight the demons than fight with my compatriots."

Princess Anguo is strict in running the army, and the Zhendong army has little oil and water, and the promotion speed is slow.Few young officers were willing to go there, and her paperwork was approved in less than three days.

Gu Xuejiang originally wanted to clear the way and transfer her to Chaoguang City, which is safer.After Xu Ran found out, he had a big fight with him, and still came to Baixueguan.

That night she stood on the city wall and looked into the distance.

The situation in the eastern border was nothing like what she wrote in her letter.

One month ago, the Red Demon tribe did retreat for fifty miles temporarily, and then more Demon tribe troops came continuously and quickly set up camp.Infantry, snow wolf cavalry, siege team, and the siege well fence more than ten feet high, from a hundred miles away from the city wall, spread to the end of the field of vision.

The guards on the city were counting every day, seeing that the plain was filled with one army after another, and finally 50 troops came to Baixue Pass.

The neighing of the snow wolf echoed day and night.

In the face of such a behemoth, if the will is not firm, it will be crushed.

The dragon on the city wall seemed to have turned into a paper dragon, just waiting for the giant to lift its foot and crush it with a slap.

Xu Ran knew in his heart that no matter how many documents the general wrote to ask for reinforcements, it would be useless.

The battle in the west is tight, and there will be no reinforcements here.

Perhaps in order to reduce losses, they will eventually retreat to Chaoguang City.

Chaoguang City is the number one fortress on the mainland, and it is more appropriate to hold fast and counterattack there.It all depends on how the Supreme Commander of Zhendong Army, Princess An Guo thinks.

They sent three scout teams five days ago, and only one came back alive today.

Her Shangfeng, General Huaiyuan, who has guarded the gate for 20 years, is a practitioner of the Hinayana realm. Because of this, she was so worried that she couldn't sleep all night and lost a lot of hair.

"The blood of the loyal and martyrs forged this pass, if I lose it in my hands, I will be a sinner through the ages."

Xu Ran didn't care about being famous in history books.Everyone in the Cheng family, she is the most caring.

She patted the general on the shoulder and drank another bowl of wine: "When the time comes, you go first. Once the city wall is broken, people will only know that I did not defend it."

Even if the higher-ups decide to abandon the pass, someone must stay behind to buy time for the transfer of the elite main force.

The head of the city was cold and windy, and the mighty army of demons spread all over the plain, like a giant beast waiting for an opportunity, gnashing its teeth and claws, still revealing a terrifying coercion in the darkness.

Looking at the dark night sky, Xu Ran sometimes thinks of the moon in Nanyang City.

***

The brazier in the lobby of the inn was burning vigorously, and the charcoal smoke was mixed with a strong aroma of wine.

The town is located at the junction of the two states, and it has always been ignored. There is only one inn in the whole town, which doubles as a tavern.Right now, the hunters in this town, the fleeing business travelers, and the passing cultivators are all crowded here. People coming from south to north, with mixed dialects from all over the world, are full of voices.

Everyone met by chance and met a place, and it was a lively New Year's Eve, and we had to go on our way at dawn.No matter how difficult the world is, there is always New Year's Eve.

The storytellers here are no more elegant than the postures of big restaurants, but their movements are exaggerated and their emotions are in place.

"... By the way, Cheng Qianren sneered after hearing this, picked up the wine bowl, and poured it casually, the wine turned into thousands of clear sword lights, and the sword energy surged suddenly, five or six people at the stairs screamed, fell downstairs, and fucked!"

"Only then did he speak slowly, 'God and ghost Piyi is here, whoever has the order to get it, just come and get it, and Cheng Qianren is waiting upstairs!' As soon as the words fell, all the high-ranking guests in the building were silent, and he was stunned for a moment before returning to his senses. Let's go upstairs together!"

He didn't have a gavel, he slapped the rough porcelain bowl:

"This is the next episode of 'If you don't change the green hills, you won't let go of your hatred, you will meet the heroes in the tower of the sun'!"

"good good good good!"

The tavern guests applauded loudly, and the tables were clapped loudly.

"I've listened to it eight hundred times this time, and I never get tired of it hahahaha."

"I prefer the part of running into the snow field alone, this is a real hero in the world, man!"

It just so happens that there are students from Nanyuan staying in the inn tonight, so I have a lot of feelings.

"If Dean Cheng is still here, why is our hospital here..."

Some people like to sing a different tune, shaking their heads and saying:

"Others want to kill him, he can't wait to die, he can only draw his sword. It's just a rumor that 'if you don't change the green hills, you can't get rid of your hatred', that's all... What's the use of him? He's not a savior. A person who can't protect himself can be saved by anyone No."

The man was talking to himself, his voice was extremely low, but the cultivator had sharp ears and eyes, and instantly grasped the source of the sound.

A Nanyuan student suddenly got up: "What's wrong with you! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

Everyone followed his fingers to see that the man was sitting in the shadow of the corner, half of his face was covered by the hood of the black cloak.

Faced with the ferocious glaring of the crowd, he seemed to be frightened, and immediately apologized in a hopeless way:

"Oh, sorry."