Ke Ningyu just turned [-] this year, and more than half of her sickly life has passed.

He spent his childhood in Chang'an before he was ten years old, but the days of rich clothes and fine food are too long ago, and he can't remember clearly.At that time, he was still Ke Jiu, the arrogant young master of Jing Zhaoyin's family, ignorant and ignorant, young people don't know what it means to be sad.

His father committed a crime in the winter when he was ten years old. His father was beheaded and his family was exiled to the north.The young master and his beautiful and timid mother, who had never suffered hardships, went through countless hardships on the way north. Ke Jiu only remembered that when they were robbed by a group of barbarians, he used a piece of paper that he had worn down along the way. The extremely sharp stone pierced through the throat of the guard who raped his mother.

Again and again, until the man's neck became mushy, until his mother cried and hugged him, until he raised his blood-red eyes and saw a barbarian staring at their mother and child with interest.

Ke Jiu, with blood all over his face and hands, didn't know at that time that this barbarian was the prince of the most powerful tribe on the grassland, and he didn't know that he would snatch his mother to be his He Ketun, and his life , after going through the transformation from a nobleman of a family to an exile, he can still slide in an unimaginable direction.

In the Turkucha Department, everyone only called him Ah Jiu, and his first and last names disappeared with the end of his exile career.His mother became Prince Tsatan's favorite concubine, and he was also favored by Tsatan because of his bloody murder with bare hands, instead of being the same as his other family members, the man was killed and the woman became a slave.

"Ah Jiu, you are like wild wolves on the prairie, you can eat people, you are not like the Han people." Chatan commented on him that way.

Ah Jiu survived in the barbarian tribe like this. Many people in the tribe looked down on him, especially Tsatan's sons, who often bullied this thin and silent Han boy with their clumsy fists and harsh words.Although his mother was always crying and complaining to Tsatan, Tsatan let the people go.

Similarly, Chatan did not prevent Ah Jiu from taking revenge.

Ah Jiu always has many ways. Although he does not have a strong body and hard muscles, he has the intelligence, patience and calmness that no one on the grassland can match.

This situation continued until Ah Jiu framed Chatan's third son, and blamed the second son for the two to kill each other, causing the second son to break a leg, and it ended.

At that time, Tsatan had become the king of the Turkucha tribe. Instead of punishing Ah Jiu, he gave Ah Jiu money and a camel, and asked him to go on a study tour.

That year, the flower of hope on the prairie had just been born, and Tsatan had the most beloved little daughter. Ajiu's beautiful and timid mother died of a hemorrhage after giving birth to Alzu.According to her mother's last words, Ah Jiu buried her in the Populus euphratica forest beside Ersten Lake, facing southeast, looking at her hometown where she would never go back until she died.

The 16-year-old Ah Jiu packed his bags, led the docile camel, and set foot on the road back to the south after only one glance at his Alzu.

Ke Jiu called Ke Jiu back again. When he was 17 years old, he met a mentor in Chang'an. The mentor named him "Ning Yu".So Ke Jiu became Ke Ningyu, and he buried his name, his small characters, and even his ulterior past.

At the age of 20, Ke Ningyu chose to join the army. He quickly emerged with his extraordinary intelligence and courage, and became the staff of Xiaodingbeihou who had just been enshrined as a prince.

Before joining the Huo Family Army, Ko Ningyu had been to the Turkucha Department.

Arzu is already a white, tender, and courageous little girl who is not at all like her mother. He stayed in the Turkucha Department for half a year, until Arzu followed him and called him "Ajiu" Brother," until he discovered Tsatan's ambitions.

The Han people were his enemies. The Han emperor killed his father and left his family in exile. The barbarians were also his enemies. Tsatan robbed his mother, killed his brothers and uncles, and made his sisters slaves.

But he is a Han, and his sister is a child of a barbarian, and Tsatan raised him up.Ke Ningyu found himself caught in a strange position. He couldn't tell love and hate, and couldn't tell right from wrong.

So he didn't say anything, and left quietly one night.

At the age of 21, Ke Ningyu blocked an arrow for Dingbei Hou on the battlefield. The arrow shot by Chatan's eldest son destroyed his lungs. battlefield.But Ke Ningyu didn't regret it at all. With this, he became the military advisor of Marquis Dingbei, a friend of Huo Changsheng, and the number two figure in the prestigious Huo Family Army.

He can't think too much, and in his position, Ko Ningyu is conscientiously in front of his military adviser, doing his best for the Huo family army and Huo Changsheng. It seems that only in this way can he drag his weak body. , so as not to be lost by those overly complicated love and hate when dreaming back at midnight.

But now, 30-year-old Ke Ningyu is standing in the snowy night, looking at her young and stubborn sister, with mixed feelings, unable to distinguish the present from the present.

Arzugul, his half-sister, took a few steps forward, but she didn't dare to get too close, and asked him in a barbaric voice quickly and quickly: "Brother, why are you here?"

"I'm General Huo's subordinate." Ke Ningyu wrapped the fox fur tightly, clutching the hem of the clothes with her thin white fingers, and said in a low voice, "Alzu, I didn't expect that Chatan would use you to make a marriage."

Al Zugul stared at him with those big beautiful eyes, and his voice became crying, "Brother, you will die!"

Ke Ningyu laughed, coughed twice, and said, "Even if I die, I will use my life to stop you."

Arzugul's face turned pale in an instant, and she froze pitifully on the spot. After a long while, she said with trembling lips: "Why did you do this... as long as you come back, my father will definitely forgive you!"

"Alzu, I didn't do anything wrong, I don't need to forgive." Ko Ningyu looked at his younger sister, she was still so young, so immature, she didn't even know how to keep a basic guard against her brother in the enemy camp, "In You are the princess of the Turkucha Department, and I am the Han military adviser, and we are all doing what we have to do."

His tone was as gentle as that of the summer night ten years ago, when she and her brother were lying on the grassland under the starry sky, and his brother described to her carefully and patiently the carved beams and pillars and the bustling beauty of Chang'an.

That was the original yearning in Al Zugul's heart.

***

Four years later.

"Major General, there are people here!"

Pei Zhao pulled the reins, Xiao Hongxing obediently carried him and trotted towards the source of the sound, and stopped in front of a collapsed house.

Several soldiers worked together to move away the rubble and bricks, and there was a thin child curled up underneath, not completely unconscious, murmuring weakly, and it was he who could still make a sound, so that the search and rescue soldiers would not miss him.

Pei Zhao jumped off the horse, and the military doctor had already rushed over to check on the child's injuries, while he walked towards the dilapidated room, squatted down, and examined the child carefully.

He and a team he led were in Shili Village, a Han village outside the customs. This village had been looted by barbarians the day before. The border patrol team reported it immediately after finding out, and Pei Zhao volunteered to clean up and rescue.

The whole village was ransacked, and there were mutilated corpses, blood and fireworks everywhere. The child they found just now was the only living person they found so far.Probably the last one too.

This is already the third Han Chinese village that has been plundered by barbarians since the beginning of autumn this year. Compared with the previous two villages, Shili Village is very close to Guannei, and it only takes less than half a day's journey to Yucheng.

All this indicates something. The peace treaty four years ago is still hot, and the barbarian imperial concubine in the palace is being favored, but the barbarians are already ready to move, and they can't wait to tear apart the precarious illusion.

According to information from the north, Aragorn, the new king of the Turkucha tribe, has successfully unified the sixteen tribes of the barbarians, and is recruiting troops aggressively, aiming at the Central Plains.

As early as the beginning of the year, when the sixteen tribes of northern Xinjiang were unified, my uncle wrote to Chang'an to explain the hidden dangers in the north, but the emperor in the beautiful and gentle village obviously didn't take it seriously, and said that they had the Huo family army guarding the northern border. Never worry.

Pei Zhao secretly sighed, concentrated his energy in front of his eyes, and quickly frowned.

The house is falling apart abnormally.

The houses outside the pass are mostly built of stones, which are strong and windproof.However, most of the stone houses in Shili Village collapsed, and most of them were broken, with traces of smoke and fire, and there were flames and embers everywhere.Even if the barbarians are infinitely powerful, killing people and setting fire to them, their strength will not be strong enough to smash the stone house.

If this is the case, the barbarians should have sent troops south more than ten years earlier.

Pei Zhao was choked by the smoke and coughed twice. He stood up and looked around. Since the houses in the village were almost collapsed, their group was equivalent to standing on a large piece of ruins.Except for the area in the southeast corner that has not been searched yet, they have searched the rest of the place. The soldiers who completed the task are resting not far from him, and the military doctor is treating the child who survived the catastrophe there.

Pei Zhao squinted his eyes as he looked at the soldiers who were bending over to search in the southeast direction. He felt a sudden shock for some reason. He rubbed his nose a little irritably, when he suddenly heard his lieutenant calling him.

"Major General, something is wrong with what this kid said!"

Pei Zhao walked over, the child's forehead was oozing blood, his eyes were out of focus, but his chapped lips kept wriggling and talking.He bowed his head and leaned closer to listen.

"Fire...so loud...you can't hear it...explosion, explosion...Master Lei Gong is angry...mother...explosion...explosion...Dilong...father..."

"Exploded?" Pei Zhao frowned and repeated, "What exploded?"

The lieutenant shook his head with a stern expression. He is a veteran who has been in the army for many years, and his face is covered with sweat. "The subordinates don't know..."

Before the old soldier could finish his sentence, a loud, earth-shattering noise suddenly exploded in his ears, the ground shook violently, and the tooth-piercing sound of collapse could be heard endlessly. Something hit Pei Zhao's back heavily, and he subconsciously bent down. Protect that child.

For a moment, he couldn't hear anything in his ears, he was very dizzy, and his world was spinning. All he knew was to protect the child until someone shook his shoulder. Pei Zhao raised his head a little slowly, and faced the deputy Wei anxious face.

"Young...jun...dilong...southeast...fire..."

The lips of the person in front of him opened and closed, but Pei Zhao couldn't hear clearly. He straightened up, shook his head, barely regained his clarity, and turned his head to look southeast with difficulty.

His pupils shrank violently.

There was no one to be seen there, the few remaining standing houses had been razed to the ground, and flames and smoke rose into the sky...

After Xie Ci received the news, he rode his horse directly to Shili Village. He found black powder left in the ruins, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

"God..."

He looked at the purgatory on earth in front of him and murmured.

Aragon invented fire and medicine.

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Maybe two or three chapters before this world ends?I guess?

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