White Feather Huaisha

——Getaway——

If you use whether you can eat pancakes or not and whether you can afford a dog as an indicator, the garrison in Yehuling can barely be considered comfortable, but the garrison in Longzhou is not a human job at all.

When it was cold, I died of cold, and countless chilblains appeared on my hands, feet, necks and necks; when it was hot, I died of heat, and the scars of chilblains were not healed, and they were covered again by prickly heat and mosquitoes.Regardless of whether they are beautiful or ugly, the officers and soldiers of the garrison all have scars on their heads.

The natural environment is so miserable. It is reasonable to say that the local people should copy the policy of the Lingnan people to use delicious food to fill the void of sorrow and emptiness, but... there are no local people here at all.

Three years ago, King Huai recovered six prefectures, and the northernmost and worst prefecture was Longzhou.

Longzhou has been ravaged by the people of Beiji for several years. After working hard to return to the motherland, it continues to be ravaged by officers and soldiers. For the sake of stability, there has never been a precedent for vigorously supporting the border in all dynasties. It can be seen that as long as the heart is hard enough, everyone can be a wise king .

But Longzhou was so miserable that it went its own way.

The climate is inherently harsh, and coupled with the conscientious eating and wiping by the people of Beiji, the entire Longzhou has become more and more thousands of mountains, birds flying, and people disappearing. In death, the only thing people can eat is the purple yam eggs and sweet potatoes in the sand all over the mountains and plains in winter, and the watermelon seedlings in summer.

If you want to eat or not, if you want to play or if you want dogs or dogs, the officers and soldiers of the garrison who look very sorry can only enjoy themselves while suffering.There are three specific ways to have fun: one is to brag about the cowhide of the wives at home with big breasts, thin waist, thin buttocks, and the other is to tell the truth about the turmoil in Jinling Wangcheng.

The new wind howled and swept across the fields. San Lun, who was wrapped in a thick leather jacket, picked up a bunch of sweet potatoes, and patted the sweet potatoes on the head with the gentle way of patting the slender waist of Xiaofang at the entrance of the village. "This is not sweet, change it. I threw it back. ah!"

A fire is simmering on the field ridges, and passers-by who know how to do it will roast sweet potatoes by themselves.

While spitting out sweet potato rinds, Marsha cursed in a rough voice: "Throw a fart, bring it back to me, and put it on the horse! I will go to Jiuhuiling in the evening, and the snow will close the mountain in that broken land, and you still don't know what to do." Do you care about sweetness or not?"

San Lun held Xiaofang's slender waist in one hand, while crossing his ribbed waist, in a soft voice, like a girl, "Are you in a hurry? It's just a transfer of soldiers. General Li didn't urge you. What kind of eunuch fire are you on?" ?”

Originally they ate well in the barracks eating braised yam eggs, but suddenly they were kicked by the garrison chief Li Cunnian to guard the beacon tower in Jiuhuiling.Jiuhui Lingshang had no audiobooks, so he couldn't receive his wife's nagging letters from home, so Ma Shazheng was unhappy, so he couldn't see San Lun's lazy cat temper.

While gnawing on the hot roasted sweet potato, Su Yu touched Ma Sha's crotch with the back of his clean hand, motioning him not to get angry, and then said to San Lun: "Brother San, it's almost done, just pick a few, nine Huiling is not without food and firewood."

Xiao Su's persuasion was so persuasive that if a woman is a woman, she can be called the mother of the world, but San Lun and Ma Sha immediately united the front and started crying and howling in unison: "You can shut up! It's not your fault that we messed up like this What!?"

Su Yu choked for a moment, lowered his head silently, and continued to eat sweet potatoes.

There was a ridge of dirt beside the sandy ground, and Su Yu sat upright, his posture of eating melons was very elegant compared to Marsha's poor and crazy virtue.But if you take a closer look, you can eat melons at such a fast speed, all because you don't spit out the skin at all-lazy.

There are so many famous figures in the Longzhou garrison, Sanlun Masha and the others are familiar with two, one is Li Cunnian's own son Li Tan, and the other is the Hercules who pretends to be deaf and dumb in front of him.

When Su Yu first came to Longzhou, he was a young soldier who was obviously overage, and he didn't say much, except for his thin skin and tender flesh, he was very inconspicuous.But as soon as the Beiji people's horn sounded, this beautiful and delicious melon seemed to be consecrated by an eminent monk. After flying on the horse's back, it rushed forward like an iron arrow from the string, and the limelight directly overshadowed the number one overlord of the Longzhou military camp. Flower Li Tan.

For example, the Beiji frontier army raided two hundred miles in the starry night and arrived at the northern border of Longzhou. The two subordinates pretended to be dead, carried the rather burly Masha with one hand, and dragged the bloody San Lun with the other hand, and went straight into the Beiji camp, quietly saying in a Beiji accent, "My own people."

The people of Beiji were startled and uncertain, and the first thing they did was to take their "own people" and cheap prisoners of war to the camp of the Chinese army.

The most frightening thing about Su Yu is close combat, not to mention that San Lun and Ma Sha hid countless knives and small knives on their bodies, and the result can be imagined-the Beiji people were attacked by inside and outside and made dumplings. A piece of rat meat that claims to be one of its own.

For another example, the people of Beiji were often confused by sneak attacks and tricks from all directions as soon as they went out, and finally learned to move forward cautiously.Five or six small teams arrived at the border without any danger, and before they could meet up, they heard a urinating bark from the border, and then the ferocious beasts came rushing with flying smoke and dust.

Beiji's domestic environment is harsh, and we are all too familiar with this kind of hellish creature - the Longzhou garrison has raised a large group of vicious wolves under the beacon tower!

Needless to say, it was Su Yu's handwriting again.

The wolf who had been hungry for most of the winter rushed into the crowd, and the result was once again predictable.

With the blessing of a blinding record, Su Yu was promoted to lead the army and serve as Ying Yangwei in his first year.

However, Li Tan, the battlefield princess of Longzhou, is also known as Overlord Flower, and as the name suggests, she is an Overlord.It can be said that Su Yu stepped on the Bawang's head and climbed up. It can be said that he was very desperate, and naturally he was often picked on.

This time the fault was a bit big, Su Yu didn't know what he did wrong, so he was kicked to Jiuhui Ridge by Li Cunnian.

When Ma Sha and San Lun saw Su Yu's virtue of letting the wind from east to west, north and south, I became angry. You and I recounted every word, and they opened their mouths and exhaled into a ball, almost converging into a mass. snow cloud.

San Lun said politely: "Little General Su, the border is bathed in blood day and night, Jinling tigers and wolves gather together, and the internal and external affairs are in trouble during the week. What do we want to do with that face? What if we keep a low voice?"

Marsha threw the sweet potato rind away, "Don't you bother me! I'm going to fight a war, and I have to go home to hug my wife after the war! Didn't someone say that you are also from Jinling last time? Aren't Jinling people very secretive? Why don't you So what if you don't wink?"

San Lun was dumbfounded, "Xiao Su? Are you from Jinling?"

Su Yu lowered his head to eat the melon, and was finally willing to tear off a piece of sweet potato skin.

Seeing that he acquiesced, San Lun immediately rubbed against him warmly, "Oh, oh, I didn't expect it, no wonder he looks so good-looking, no wonder Li Tan wants to run after you, Jinling. How is Jinling, tell me speak."

Longzhou is the fiefdom of the third prince, so they can't help but not care about it.It can't be blamed that they are gossip-minded, and they can feel the excitement of Jinling thousands of miles away.

Xie Xi's inconceivably stupid coercion three years ago shocked Yu Nei, followed by a series of inconceivable incidents: Empress Li began to eat fast and worshiped Buddha, the emperor became ill and had to let power fall by his side.But it didn't go to the not-so-famous King Huai, but a bit of it was given to the second prince Xie Jiang, who had just been named King Heng, and a little bit was given to the more and more inconspicuous and endlessly dead. Xiao Rong Wang Xie Luan, the remaining power was also handpicked to the civil and military officials.

King Huai's reputation is so bad that it is well-founded. Seeing that he didn't get any benefits, he immediately carried the ungrateful little King Rong into his own mansion, took his beloved son to make the emperor, half-threatening and half-baiting Xie Luan. His little hand, pointing to the dilapidated country.

Although the hand is not his own, he has accomplished several major events in the past three years: one is to transfer the patrol revenue to the Huben Army, and the status of the Huben Army has soared more than three times; The low taxes forced the peasants to cry and join the army; the third was to recruit some elites from the Huben army and scatter them into barracks in various places, spreading the tyrannical factors to every inch of the scorched earth in Dazhou.

It was the best time of day in the sunny winter afternoon. They tied their war horses under a tree to rest, but they themselves were willing to huddle together to bask in the sun.The winter in Longzhou is long and cold, and the sun doesn't have much temperature, but it is the sun anyway.If they can dry out the frostbite scars and heat up the joints that have accumulated old injuries over the years, they are willing to be dried by people who are affectionate.

There is not even a weasel in the dry sweet potato field, and there are no cars or horses passing by on the remote official road for a long time.

Only an oil-painted cart with a green horse-drawn horse came from far and near, and the sound of rumbling wheels spread out in the silent field in the afternoon, making it even more lonely.When they got behind Su Yu and the others, they also stopped silently.

The shaft of the oil wall cart sank slightly, presumably the people inside wanted to get out of the cart, most likely because they also wanted to steal a roasted sweet potato.

Although San Lun and Ma Sha are at odds with Tianlei and Earth Fire, they dress in the same style, wearing as much as they like, and the clothes on their bodies are so thick that they can't sit down.On the other hand, Su Yu always wore less clothes. Firstly, he was always reminding himself not to be distracted, and secondly, he didn't have much clothes to wear.So only Su Yu was sitting idly by the edge of the field, with his hands and feet stretched out, surrounded by two huge balls.

Seeing that Su Yu didn't speak, Ma Sha was actually a little curious. Standing by the edge of the field, he pressed his ball-shaped knee against Su Yu's shoulder, "Aren't you awesome? You talk!"

Su Yu didn't even bother to lift his round and distinct eyes, with slender eyelashes drooping, he gnawed on the roasted sweet potato dignifiedly and gracefully.His pale face from the cold was shrouded in white air, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, "What's there to say, I don't understand."

Marsha scolded the street: "Fart! You talk a lot when you talk to General Li, but when it's my turn to ask you something, you just pretend to be an idiot for me! Old—let me tell you, I am very willing to listen to you According to the story, we are brothers."

The turning point was too sudden, Su Yu and San Lun looked up at Ma Sha suspiciously, "Did you eat a dead man's head?"

Masha had already forgotten about his wife at the entrance of the village, and looked across the road with a girlish look, "Hush. There's a girl getting off the carriage, hey, she's so white, so pretty."

Su Yu was okay, he said "Oh", and continued to eat sweet potatoes slowly.

San Lun was miserable, except for looking at her enchanting self when looking in the mirror, she hadn't seen a girl for about 20 years, so she immediately turned around, "Where is that?"

Marsha sighed: "Girl looked at the road and got on the car. I saw it and you couldn't see it. I'm so happy."

San Lun swiped over with a sweeping leg like chopsticks, "You're relying on me for forgetting to bring a knife!"

Su Yu didn't look back, the sweet potato peels in his hands were neatly stacked on the ground, and he turned his head to look across the road.It took a long time in the cloudless light blue sky before a bird thinner than a donkey passed by, and landed exhausted on the roof of the oil wall truck.

He was just confirming that the carriage did not come from Beiji. In fact, he was not interested in carriages, people, or birds. He looked away and turned to look at the sky.

On the edge of the field, Masha met San Lun's sweeping legs, a spherical white crane spread its wings, patted Su Yu's shoulder and soared into the air, roaring ghostly: "If you bring a knife, I will eat it; if you bring a sword, I will eat it. Bringing bridge to my bar, anyway, looking at girls is none of your business!"

San Lun himself looked like a girl, so he was short of a girl in his life. He was so beaten that he was in no mood to fight, so he also took a knee to Su Yu's shoulder, "You don't have to be afraid to see this big sun."

In winter, it is cold and windy, and the north wind howls between the bare tree crowns, dragging the last firm dead leaf to shake.

Su Yu looked at it for a while, and then slowly looked away, his face was still calm and calm with no joy or trouble, he just nodded, took out two copper coins and put them into the farmhouse's tin can , said: "Let's go."

Ma Sha and San Lun said in unison, "Eat and take ten catties, how can you be so picky?!"

Su Yu was annoyed, "It's almost enough, am I rich?"

The oil wall car stopped in the rut, and the wheels rolled up again, heading straight west, rolling over the dry and cold loess, and kicking up a little bit of dust.

Ma Sha and San Lun patted the clothes, patted the clothes and led the horses, and spread them out in a ball shape.

Su Yu supported the ground with his hands, lifted himself up, and sat back with difficulty.He pressed his right knee, exerted a little force, and tried to drag his right leg to stand up.

Marsha came over to help him, "Are you old and hurt?"

Su Yu took his hand away, pursed his lips, and slowly stood up straight.It was as laborious as drawing an iron bow that had been rusted for a whole winter, and Martha almost had the illusion of hearing the bones creaking away the rust.

Su Yu had no expression on his face, stomped his feet casually, walked forward, and said casually, "I'm done."

He walks in an ordinary posture, as if the embarrassment just now flew out of nowhere.

San Lun stuffed sweet potatoes in his cloth bag, "Don't pay attention to him, I'll give you a pair of third brother's cotton pants! But if you have time, go to the military doctor's to see, young like an old lady with bound feet, where can you get a wife?" go."

Su Yu got on his horse, tightened the reins, and smiled back, "I'm really healed."

Three years passed like river waves and bright moon, Su Yu's smile didn't show much content, he was still young and clear, no place to attract dust.

Masha got on his horse too, and sighed loudly, "Let's go, Jiuhuiling!"

The three war horses galloped gradually, and the wind was blowing, carrying snow and dust, and the particles were like steel knives, cutting the young people's still thin and tender skin.

The eastward horseshoes step over the westward ruts, and the wind blows up the ashes. The past that doesn't matter is left behind by the strong wind that rushes to the fields in winter.

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"The Prince Turns into a Frog" is over!Welcome to "The Sheep-herding Star" now! (don't believe it!)

PS. Changed the details