Sha Po Lang

Shen Yi, who was ordered to cut off the back, heard the loud noise, looked back, and was so frightened that his lungs almost spit out, and immediately wanted to chase after him instinctively.

But General Shen has been ups and downs in the frontier for many years. After all, he is no longer the spirited scholar in the Lingshu Academy. The divine horse under his crotch shook his head just now in shock. Shen Yi had recovered and held the horse tightly Holding the reins, he immediately sucked his lips and made a long whistle: "Xuanqi don't mess up, Xuanying is going to detect the enemy's movements, pass my order..."

But before he finished speaking, a black eagle scout landed in front of him suddenly: "Report! Commander!"

"Wait, the commander can't get away," Shen Yi stopped him, "What's going on? Just tell me first."

The Xuanying scout quickly said: "General Shen, after the sixteen countries of the Western Regions withdrew to the country, they regrouped and gathered [-] chariots preserved in each country. They are heading towards our garrison. I am afraid they are going to counterattack..."

Shen Yi said in a deep voice: "How many people?"

"If you don't count the chariots, from the sky, there are at least [-] to [-] armor and cavalry..."

"General Shen!"

One of Gu Yun's personal guards crawled over, Shen Yi turned his head suddenly, almost stretched his neck, his scalp was numb, he couldn't imagine, if something happened to Gu Yun, how would they guard Gu Yun's body? 27 passes at the entrance of the Silk Road?

Do you want to go back again?

The soldier took a deep breath: "The commander-in-chief ordered you to behead the king of Kucha in front of the two armies, hang his head on the flagpole, and sink the boat. The Xuantie camp will not leave a single soldier to defend the city, and directly send troops to meet the enemy." !"

After Shen Yi heard the first half of the sentence, a heart hanging in his throat that was about to get stuck fell back into his stomach heavily, so that he could barely hear the second half of the sentence, and for the first time, the tense soldier repeated it, and then He raised his voice and shouted: "The rebels...cough, the rebels are at the end of their battles, and the grasshoppers after autumn have jumped for the last time. Listen to my orders and prepare for war!"

The moment the explosion happened, Gu Yun was protected by a heavy armor beside him.

The Xuanjia soldier was separated from his head on the spot, Gu Yun fainted for a moment, a mouthful of blood came out from the shock, and he lost hearing in one ear.

After waking up, Gu Yun couldn't care about anything else. His first reaction was that the enemy would take this opportunity to counterattack—there were two rebellions by countries in the Western Regions, and the deep hatred with Daliang would not be solved within a generation or two. Intimidated, they finally knew they were afraid, and this would probably be their last blow.

He Ronghui dragged Gu Yun out from under the heavy armour, half of Gu Yun's body was covered in blood, some of his own and some of others'. In the blink of an eye, the potential in his body exploded, and countless thoughts fluttered in his heart. Holding He Ronghui's arm, he passed the order to kill the prisoners and fight, and then he seemed to have exhausted his last bit of energy, and said intermittently: "The military affairs are now in the hands of Shen...Ji Ping is temporarily acting as the commander-in-chief, so don't say anything..."

He Ronghui almost cried.

Gu Yun's ears were buzzing, he couldn't hear anything clearly for a while, and naturally he couldn't detect the sorrow of others, he just murmured: "Block the news... today's matter, if you dare to leak a... one word, you will be dealt with by military law." ... Go to the wounded military station and invite Miss Chen to come... um..."

When Gu Yun said this, there was a sharp pain in his chest - the old injury obviously hadn't healed in time, and now it added a new color, his eyes turned black, but his mouth was not idle: "Slow, slow! The messenger must be sure that King Yan will drive away, and then call Miss Chen, don't tell her what happened here, please come here in secret, be sure..."

He couldn't continue, and the hand that was holding He Ronghui fell weakly for a moment. He Ronghui was so frightened that he stretched out his hand tremblingly to check his breath—seeing that the breath was weak, but it was still there, so He Ronghui lost his temper. He seemed to take a few breaths, and bent over to hug the fainted Gu Yun.

Shen Yi exchanged a glance with the red-eyed He Ronghui from a distance, whistled, and roared angrily: "Kill the King of Kucha, brothers, follow me to crush the rebels!"

The allied forces of the Western Regions knew that they couldn't fight against the Black Tie Camp, so on the way to retreat in a hurry, they came up with a poisonous plan and arranged for the slain soldiers from the Western Regions who were proficient in disguise to assassinate Gu Yun. Hearing the sound of the explosion, he thought he had succeeded. At the intersection of the lower silk road, who knows that before chasing to the ancient silk road gate, they encountered the Xuantie camp head-on.

That explosion seemed to have completely enraged the group of dark Iron War Gods. The commander of the Kucha Kingdom thought that he could welcome the king back by forcing the Black Tie Battalion back. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he saw the king's head hanging high on the flagpole, swinging along with the flag. With a handful of shabby tassels tied in knots, the commander of Qiuci fell off his horse with an "ah".

The leader, General Xuantie, had an iron mask on his face, and under the black heavy black iron light and heavy armor, it was impossible to tell who was who, as if he was afraid that the enemy would not be able to see what was hanging on the flag, the general waved his hand in the hunting wind, and a light cavalry Turning back, he rolled the Wind Cutter into a flower, cut off a rope on the flagpole, and King Kucha's head fell to the ground, and he rolled out all the way. The bald head stared wide-eyed for a moment, and finally couldn't help but let out an "Aw", howling in mourning in front of the formation of the two armies.

This voice seemed to be the horn of the Xuantie camp. The next moment, the whole heavy armor moved. The commander was wearing light fur, sitting on the horseback, raised the wind cutting blade in his hand, and suddenly slashed down. The crow man stepped up together with the horse, suppressing the sound of killing in the sound of rumbling footsteps.

The officers and soldiers of the Western Regions were horrified. Except for Gu Yun, which general in the Xuantie camp dared to kill the King of Kucha directly?

Could it be that Gu Yun is not dead?

Looking at this posture, they not only failed to kill Gu Yun, but enraged Xuan Tieying instead.

This night, the sand sea was covered with blood, the heavy armor of Xuantie confronted the chariots of the Western Regions, and the enemy retreated [-] miles away from the ancient Silk Road. In the territory, nearly ten thousand enemy heads were beheaded, and all the nobles in Kucha were slaughtered.

Chen Qingxu had just sent away the Yanwang convoy that brought the victory report back to Beijing, and before she had time to recover from the excitement of crying with joy, the two black eagles flew directly to the Northwest Injury Hospital: "Miss Chen, the commander please You go there."

When Gu Yun woke up again, someone wanted to force open his mouth and feed him medicine.

The surroundings were in a mess and he couldn't hear anything clearly. Gu Yun took a light breath and felt a sharp pain in his heart and lungs, and he was about to burst into tears. He was not fully awake yet, so he thought in a daze: "This Are you dying?"

As soon as this thought popped up, Gu Yun gritted his teeth fiercely.

"No," he said in his heart, "Calai Yinghuo is still alive, Jiangnan is still falling, I will die with regret."

It was as cruel as a dose of chicken blood, directly poured into his heart, Gu Yun woke up suddenly with a jolt.

Shen Yi, who was feeding him the medicine, couldn't pry his teeth open, and broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, he suddenly felt that Gu Yun's jaws loosened, and he was able to swallow by himself. He was overjoyed and shouted repeatedly: "Zixi! Zixi, you Open your eyes and look at me."

Chen Qingxu hurriedly said: "It's fine if you can take medicine when you wake up, General Shen, don't tremble, choke him, give it to me!"

Gu Yun didn't let the dead soldiers from the Western Regions blow up to death, but who would have let a bowl of medicinal soup surnamed Shen give him a near-death experience? He gathered up some strength from somewhere, and struggled to push away the scourge. With his movement, the entire handsome tent was shocked. It was boiling, and a group of tall and thick men were crying and screaming, trying to help.

Chen Qingxu couldn't bear it anymore: "Enough! Get out!"

Gu Yun keenly smelled a woman's unique fragrance, knowing that it was Chen Qingxu who was coming, he tilted his head slightly, avoiding the medicine bowl brought to his mouth, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Chen Qingxu knew what he was worried about, so she hurriedly wrote on his palm word by word: "King Yan has already returned to Beijing, he doesn't know."

The corners of Gu Yun's pale mouth curved slightly, as if he was smiling, and he drank the medicine reluctantly, and his spirit became lax again.

Gu Yun's lungs were injured, and the old injury recurred, and he burned over and over again for the whole night. The words "death will not rest in peace" supported him like a rock, and the next day he got up amazingly. He poured it down, and immediately called all the generals under his command, and listened to the battle report.

When the meeting ended here, Chen Qingxu brought a bowl of medicine in front of him, and Gu Yun took it and drank it down. I don't know if he hurt his head this time or the loud noise hurt his ears. He used to rely on medicine to maintain his ears. It was buzzing all the time.

Putting down the empty bowl, Gu Yun asked in the first sentence: "When did King Yan leave?"

Chen Qingxu cherished words like gold and said: "Early in the morning of the third day."

Gu Yun heaved a sigh of relief - the front line of the Western Regions was under his control, as long as Chang Geng had left, there would never be a word of this matter spreading to the capital.

At this point, he was relieved of both public and private matters, and automatically counted it as a false alarm, and smiled at Chen Qingxu: "Recently, I have been a little carried away, and I didn't check it for a while, but now I see it, just kidding."

Chen Qingxu didn't smile, instead she pulled a chair and sat down, pretending to have a long talk: "Master Hou, I have a few words to explain to you."

Gu Yun was taken aback.

Some doctors are the angry type, and if the patient does not cooperate in any way, they will scream and jump violently, and some doctors are the sheep-herding type-you come to me and I will treat them, they are not willing to be dragged down by the treatment, they are not forced, and they love to do things. If you don't do it, you will never die if you love it.

Chen Qingxu undoubtedly belonged to the latter, no matter whether Gu Yun went to the front line with a steel plate, or insisted on increasing the dose of medicine again and again, she never said anything, and she rarely acted in such a serious manner.

Gu Yun: "Miss Chen, please."

Chen Qingxu: "No part of a person fights alone, and the eyes and ears are connected to the internal organs. The aftermath of Master Hou's poisonous injury in his childhood has continued to this day, and this battle has successively injured his muscles and bones, shaking his heart and soul. , the internal organs are disturbed——Since the chaos in the Western Regions has been subdued, in my opinion, the commander-in-chief had better take advantage of the opportunity to escort the prisoners of war, and return to Beijing to rest for a while, otherwise..."

Gu Yun: "One day, no panacea can cure me, right?"

There was no abnormality on Chen Qingxu's face, she nodded and said, "Master Hou must be aware of his own body."

Gu Yun let out a "huh" and remained silent for a while.

When people are in their 30s and [-]s, it is difficult to feel the "oldness" and "sickness" brought about by the passage of time. Occasionally, people are not feeling well, and generally they don't think about serious things. They don't have personal feelings, and others "treasure" "Take care" and other exhortations are mostly deaf ears - there are too many things in front of this stinky bag, fame and fortune, loyalty and righteousness, family and country and responsibility...even romance, love and hatred.

Gu Yun was also not immune.

until this moment.

He used to always think that his destiny was to bury his bones in the frontier and die in the mountains and rivers. He regarded himself as a handful of fireworks.

But when things came to an end, Chang Geng appeared out of thin air, and with a slap in the face, he pushed his planned trajectory away from the original direction. He couldn't help but have delusional thoughts, wanting more—for example, after the loss of the land, there was still a little left. The years without disability or disease are left to Chang Geng.

If he died early and Chang Geng was burdened with the vicious curse of the northern barbarian woman, what would he do in the future?In case Urbone had an attack one day, he really...then who will take care of him?Who cares about him?

Chen Qingxu is not good at words. She was worried that she would not be able to persuade Gu Yun because of her clumsy tongue, but before she finished the draft, Gu Yun suddenly said: "I see, thank you, and I will ask Miss Chen to take care of you in the future. In the current situation, rest and recuperation may not be possible, but as long as I don't enter the palace and there is no emergency military situation at the border, then the medicine can be used as much as possible, okay?"

Chen Qingxu froze for a moment, and suddenly found that Gu Yun seemed to be different.

The three generations of Xuantieying were handed down to Gu Yun, and they were all monolithic, and his words were orders and prohibitions, absolute authority.Under the blockade of Gu Yun's news, the capital only got the news of the great victory in Xijiang.

Mr. Feng Han was crying while listening in the court hall, and the whole country was erupting - even Gu Yun later wrote a letter to plead guilty, saying that he killed King Kucha without authorization before the battle, it seemed like a trivial matter.Anyway, it's not been a day or two since Gu Yun's donkey has been tough in front of the battle, even Li Feng felt that this seemed like something he could do.

Only Chang Geng frowned at the apology sent to the military plane - although he couldn't explain why, he just felt that there was something hidden in it.

It's a pity that before he could think about it, the special envoy of Xuanying who sent the letter took out another letter: "My lord, this is a letter from my family from Lord Hou."

The last time Gu Yun wrote a letter to him was in the two years when that person just went to the ancient Silk Road, and there was another letter written by Shen Yi.

Chang Geng's self-cultivation is top-notch, he accepts his thanks calmly, and speaks sincerely and emphatically, as soon as he opens his mouth, making the special envoy of Xuanying, who has never seen the world much, teary, wishing he could kowtow and swear to serve his country, dizzy He was sent away in a daze.

As soon as the special envoy left, Chang Geng immediately waved back the little eunuchs who were accompanying him on both sides, and eagerly opened it. His hands were skillful, and he opened it extremely carefully. use.

As soon as it was opened, a small piece of dried apricot blossoms fell out of it.

Gu Yun looks like Shen Yi, he has written a lot of words in detail, he already owes others, and he is not stingy when he describes the bears of the coalition forces in the Western Regions. There are still people around, this meeting is probably going to be scary, who has ever seen Prince Yan, who is so calm and calm, laughing so happily behind the desk case piled up with a mountain of papers?

At the end, Gu Yun wrote: "There are a few apricot trees at the pass, and they were dragged by the flames of war. Most of the trunks have been burnt to ashes, and there are no insects and ants. I thought they were already dead. When I came back from the camp one day, I saw the dead trees blooming in spring. Flower buds are born again, blooming overnight, pitiful and lovely, countless people in the company spoil the scenery, talking about cherishing flowers and loving flowers is playing the piano against the cow, it is better to strike first, let's play with you first..."

Marquis Anding's regular script, which can be handed down from generation to generation, had a sentence painted on the back, and Chang Geng vaguely recognized that it was "May I be able to cut a few spring plums in the Marquis's Mansion in the early spring of the coming year." He made a signature, whether it was intentional or a coincidence, there was a faint imprint of a flower branch on the place where he signed the signature, neatly crossing the word "Gu", just by looking at the word stamped with flower marks, one can feel a sense of aura. A dark fragrance hits the face, indescribably elegant and unparalleled.

Chang Geng was smothered by him.

No matter whether these brothers and sisters of aristocratic families usually look rough or careless, they all know these little tricks, and everyone has such tricks to suppress the bottom of the box.

Chang Geng couldn't help but think of that time when Gu Yun poured too much yellow soup, he was stuck between romantic and dirty. He wouldn't be jealous because of those unwarranted romantic affairs, on the contrary, he thought such Gu Yun was cute.

Sipping a bowl of herbal tea, Chang Geng slowly read Gu Yun's family letter from beginning to end three or four times, wishing he could memorize every single word in his head, so that he could copy the exact same letter with his eyes closed. Only then did I put the letter paper and dried flowers into my purse and put them close to my body.

Then he wrote the word "family" on one side of the paper and closed his eyes slightly.

The words "Prince Yan" represent the royal family. At this time of national crisis, the interests of the aristocratic family and the royal family are unprecedentedly consistent. The aristocratic family with ample money even expressed great support for the beacon ticket, this time more or less gave a little money...

So what's next?

Once the border crossing is done, it will cost a huge amount of military expenses. The refugees are still crossing the river in a steady stream. People in Daliang are panicked and there is no production.

Reforming the land system, taxation system, civil and commercial system, etc. is imminent, and it will hurt muscles and bones to move anywhere.

At that time, all the dignitaries and dignitaries of the family will be his enemies.

Chang Geng's expression of a warm smile just now cooled down, Lang Hao lightly ticked off the word "family".

Under the lamp, the young prince is extremely handsome, but also extremely cold.

Whether Feng Hangong, Ge Pangxiao, Miss Chen... or even Gu Yun, they all seemed to think that the person who provoked the girder could gently put the girder down when the building was completed and walk away.

But how is that possible?

The word "power" has always been a life-and-death road of no return at a time of peril.