Qi Kuo

The thick dark clouds in the sky still hang down there, but they seem to be a little shorter than before, appearing even heavier.Thin and dense, the pressure makes people breathless.

Zhao Jun walked behind Chen Ke, staring blankly at the rolling mountains covered by thick clouds, gloomy and depressing.

Looking at it, my thoughts began to drift away again, and my brain began to go blank.

Chen Ke walked side by side with him, not knowing what to say.Originally, Zhao Jun was pulled out on a whim, perhaps because he felt that he alone was not enough to deal with Jiang Buqing, but when he spoke, he felt that this might cause his misunderstanding and made him feel that he suspected that he was not capable.

But it is indeed a brand new feeling that has not been experienced in so many years.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced too many cruel things, and some of them even became his nightmares for a long time afterwards. Once upon a time, he dreamed back in the middle of the night, sweating profusely, and when he woke up, he never dared to fall asleep again.Afraid to see the pain that made him scratch his heart and lungs spread out in his heart, spread out, and draw bloodshot threads.

So he instinctively wanted Zhao Jun to stay away from these things, even if there might be a misunderstanding.

But for him, if he wants him to be well, it is best to be a young man with no worries about food and clothing, and live a life that was not afraid of wind and rain in the past.

There are poems and paintings, it seems like a lifetime.

A simple, harmless life.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be a little lower, and they were firmly fixed on their heads. There was no wind, and they couldn't carry any clouds.

Zhao Jun walked aimlessly, and he didn't know where his purpose was. He only knew that there were some things like towering ancient trees hidden behind heavy dark clouds, which were hard to find.

He knew that Chen Ke brought him out purely to protect him and keep him away from something.

He could see that although Chen Ke was teaching him, he was really protecting him within his ability and giving him everything he could, no matter it was material or whatever.

He always gets the best, even when he says no.

Zhao Jun always thought that if he hadn't met Chen Ke, there would be many possibilities in his current life, but none of them would be like this.

Joining the army was never the life he wanted.

It's okay to wander around, but never wants to be bound.

Joining the army, but there are countless shackles.

Although it's been so long, because of Chen Ke's reason, he can walk around without hindrance, but what would he do without Chen Ke?

Do anything, but don't bend your knees.

Because there is a Chen Ke, he doesn't need other people, and it's not enough, it's only this big.

Wu Hongyan once said to him: "In this life, I have been worshiped as my master, but I can't be apprenticed to other people."

When he was a child, he didn't understand these twists and turns, so he had to raise his little head and ask his handsome and high-ranking master: "Why?"

He remembered that a gentle light flashed in his master's eyes at that time, and then a gentle voice that had never been heard before sounded: "Teacher for one day, father for life, can your father have two?"

The little Zhao Jun couldn't turn his head around very well, so he asked stupidly, "Father?"

Wu Hongyan laughed angrily: "It's your father, Zhao Wan!"

Zhao Jun immediately stood up, ran to his father, and stretched out two chubby hands to hug Zhao Wan's calf tightly. While looking at the master he had just worshiped with hatred, he used all the ruthlessness he could think of. He said harshly: "No way! If you do this again, I will beat you!"

Wu Hongyan walked over, knelt down, looked at the small, chubby lump in front of her, stretched out her hand and pulled his cheek, and said, "You hit me!"

The force was a bit heavy, and Zhao Jun was so painful that he cried out seriously.

Zhao Jun burrowed into his father's arms while crying, "Daddy, I want to go back!"

It can be said that the momentum is huge.

It's not too bad to make them laugh for several years.

Chen Ke looked at Zhao Jun who looked like a palette in front of him, and didn't interrupt his thinking, but walked slowly with him in this scorching afternoon.

Perhaps only a short while later, Chen Ke saw that Zhao Jun's god had returned, so he asked him: "Just now, he didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Zhao Jun shook his head and said, "It's okay." He thought for a while and added, "Don't worry."

He actually wanted to say: I am fine.After thinking about it, I held back and felt that there was nothing to say.

There is really no need.

It's good to be concise, as long as you understand it, it doesn't have to be trivial.

So he just replied, "Yeah."

Chen Ke is not a talkative person, but he sometimes makes others anxious by talking too much.

But sometimes, friends, just stand quietly with you, even if you don't speak, you won't be embarrassed.

Zhao Jun and Chen Ke walked silently side by side. They met some familiar soldiers on the road. When they saw them, they just greeted them politely and didn't ask them where they were going.

Chen Ke didn't know where his purpose was, nor where he and Zhao Jun were going.Aimlessly, he thought: go wherever you can.

He didn't want to be so negative, but he was really tired recently, and he wasn't one of those heroic generals in ancient books who could handle hundreds of thousands of generals of different ranks with ease.Facing two completely different armies with different formations and systems, he would occasionally feel physically and mentally exhausted. He didn't mean to give up or be decadent, but felt that sometimes he needed to rest.

However, the current situation has been treacherous recently, so that he can't see their respective futures.

In the first battle back then, he was very clear about the strength of the two sides. He knew exactly how much each of them had, and how big the winning rate was, which made him a little desperate.

One percent chance of winning.

But it's worth a fight, it can be regarded as... fulfilling a dream of General Zhang Yuan.

It can be regarded as fulfilling the promise he made himself.

Zhao Jun looked at the deep fatigue in Chen Ke's eyes, tightened the corners of his lips, slightly tugged at the sweat-soaked clothes on his back, and said softly, "Recently, how are you?"

Chen Ke looked down at him slightly, then looked up again, and said, "It's all the same if there's anything wrong."

Zhao Jun actually wanted to say: But you don't look very good.He wanted to say: Maybe I can help you share.

But it seems that there is no position.

So he said: "Yes."

Just like he answered him before.

Chen Ke took him into his tent, then walked around behind the table, took out two jars of wine, raised his hands, and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

When Zhao Jun woke up the next day, he really felt the hangover feeling. He took a bowl of water on the table and drank it, feeling a little harsh in his mouth. After looking carefully, he found that it was a bowl of hangover soup, and he didn't know how to make it.

He never knew much about what Chen Ke was carrying before, nor did he know how heavy it was for him to carry that promise.

Perhaps, it was just that the timing was right yesterday, and I don't know whether Chen Ke was really drunk or fake drunk, anyway, he answered the question he asked him yesterday.

He answered carefully and meticulously.

At that time, he was lying on the table, his eyes were almost closed, blinking and blinking, with nowhere to rest.Suddenly, Chen Ke, who was on the opposite side, stretched out a hand to gently cover his eyes, and then heard him whisper in his ear: "Close your eyes, sleep..." He couldn't hear what was behind.

However, it shouldn't be particularly important...

He looked around, but he didn't know where Chen Ke had gone, so he got out of bed, went back to his tent, changed his clothes, washed hastily, and went out.

The air after the rain brought some grass fragrance, which wafted faintly in the air.

Zhao Jun shook his head, and walked straight towards the school yard. At this time, according to common sense, Chen Ke was waiting for him there.

But the situation has been tense recently, and it has been a long time since I have fought against Chen Ke.

Many times, Chen Ke and him are perfunctory when fighting in front of others. Too much time, he will call Zhao Jun to a place to teach him some moves again, let him practice by himself, and then take time to check his results, and Also let him not use his true level in the school grounds to avoid the murder of malicious people.

He didn't know why the lower the martial arts, the less anyone wanted to murder him. He thought it was a lie, but then he seemed to understand something again, so he didn't ask Chen Ke.

When he arrived at the school grounds, he still didn't see Chen Ke, and he met a lot fewer people on the road than usual.

He frowned, grabbed the person who greeted him by the side, and asked, "Where's the general?"

The soldier held by him was stunned, and said, "Didn't the general lead the troops out to meet the enemy?"

Zhao Jun was taken aback, and asked, "When did you go? Where did you meet the enemy? How many troops did you bring?"

The soldier was stunned, and said: "Yinshi went out at a moment, and brought about [-] soldiers and horses, but no news has come back so far."

Zhao Jun frowned and asked, "Where did you go? Where is the exact location now?"

The soldier shook his head and said, "This subordinate doesn't know."

Zhao Jun frowned and thanked the soldiers, then walked towards Ye Sheng's tent.

Ye Sheng was not at the station either. This was the first information he got. The second was that Chen Ke and the others went to a small town in the east of Shuzhou. It is said that the National Defense Army began to attack Shuzhou. Hu Chen was the commander of the National Defense Army, and he rushed in mightily.

Zhao Jun led a horse out, got on the horse, and went to the city by himself.

He handed over his back to him, hoping that he could live well behind his back, without having to face wind, frost, rain and snow.But he wanted to be with him, through the wind and rain.

He is indeed not as capable as Hu Chen, Lin Zheng and the others, nor as experienced as Luo Qize and the others, but he still doesn't want to stay quietly in the back, doing nothing, it's not worth it, and it's not what he wants.

He wanted to fight with him, side by side.

Even if he is unable to protect his dream, at least he can contribute his own strength.

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It's a little bit of a text, in fact, it was able to be updated yesterday, but I'm cheap, so I didn't save it...