Stirring up with the old enemy

Back in time to the eighth day of April in the 17th year of Yongan, the narrow road outside Hangu Pass.

The weather is near dusk, the sky is filled with the drowsiest yellow sand, the yellow sand is stained red with blood, the sound of beating drums in the ears is as dense as hell urging his life, and the wails of dying people are mixed with the rampant ambush of Che Shiguo Amidst the laughter, the frontier battle in the Western Regions was like thunder.Ying Tian's army was in chaos, they hurriedly surrounded Hao Chun and retreated to the deepest part of the narrow road.

Swish cold arrows flew like dense rain.

Hou Haochun of Pingle lay down in the narrow passage outside Hangu Pass.The narrow road can only accommodate one person and one rider, and you can't even turn around.Hao Chun raised his head hastily, waving his red-tasseled spear to resist the rain of arrows, but he still couldn't stop the dense web of fate.

Duo!The arrow was nailed into the flesh, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling and making a lingering sound.

Hao Chun held the rein with his left hand, twisted his head, and roared angrily, the arrow wound on his shoulder was dripping with blood.

"It's General Zhengxi Hussars!"

"Quick! Capture him alive..."

"Catch a fart alive, just cut off his head and go back to claim the merit!"

Hao Chun raised a pair of thick eyebrows, he was shocked to realize that there were [-] Che Shi Kingdom enemy troops ambushed in this narrow road. After the guns were ignited and the arrows rained heavily, the Che Shi Kingdom's elite soldiers were covering up and killing him.Looking at the past, everyone was holding swords, swords and halberds in their hands, and everyone was shouting to kill him, the great general who conquered the western hussars. "...Quick retreat!"

The only response to him was Ying Tianjun's endless wailing.After the fleshy body rolled from the horse's back, it turned into a corpse in an instant.

The horse Yuhuacong under the crotch is indeed a divine horse!Seeing that the situation was not good, he bravely threw his master Hao Chun a foot away, raised his front hoof and kicked over another enemy soldier from the Cheshi country, then raised his head and hissed in grief and anger, kicked the mountain wall back to trample the enemy military.Yuhuacong's long and gorgeous mane swaggered in the twilight, sparks splashed everywhere... The next moment, Yuhuacong's body was blown to pieces by Che Shiguo's gunpowder.

After Hao Chun fell out, he rolled four or five times in a row, and finally fell deep in the narrow road.When he raised his eyes in disgrace, he happened to see the last hundred or so trusted cavalry under his command who had not had time to escape and fell down crying, but the protector Yuhuacong was killed by the bomb.

"Fuck!" Hao Chun stared round his red phoenix eyes, spat bitterly, and stood up in the smoke with a red-tasseled gun in his hand.

"It's nothing more than death. If you have any kind, let me get out!"

The gunpowder smoke was neatly filled with soldiers of Che Shiguo, and the one in the lead spoke a non-standard Chang'an official dialect and said with a grinning grin: "It's just death? The Lord Pingle of Yingtian wants to die, but it's not so happy!"

Hao Chun fell into the siege alone, with the will to die long ago in his heart, and the sweat dripping from his temples covered his face. He was still the playful beauty who had surprised Chen Jingming in the past, but his beautiful eyebrows were full of evil spirits. "Stop talking nonsense! Come if you have the ability!"

Duo -!

Hao Chun staggered and climbed to a platform high on the cliff, facing Juejian in the east and boundless Qinling in the south.If no one responds here, it is an excellent ambush.How could he not have expected it?At the moment of life and death, he laughed self-deprecatingly from the bottom of his heart, but his brows were full of frost, he stood upright the red-tasseled spear in the sandpit with a sound, then pulled out the arrow on his left shoulder with his backhand, threw it viciously on the ground, gritted his teeth and said with a sneer : "Even if Lord Ben Hou dies in the battle, he can't take advantage of you pigs and dogs for nothing!"

The leader of Che Shiguo's army was a barbarian who could speak rough Chinese, but there were a few Yingtian people in the team, and when they saw this, they muttered something to the leader.

Hao Chun didn't even bother to care what strategy the other party was discussing.Outnumbered and outnumbered, it is a strange land, where the water and grass cover both sides of the narrow road, and the snow-white salt-alkali that overflowed the water in the past is still vivid.This is a dead end, no one can save him, it is better to die and understand!

"Soldiers of Yingtian, stand up for me! If we are going to die, we can't die on our knees! Did you hear that, if you can breathe, you all stand up for me!"

Hao Chun's cronies who had not been killed in the bombing all got up one after another, and pulled out their knives and guns with difficulty.The horses they brought were all dead and wounded, and they could only fight on foot, but the opponents came not only from infantry!There are three thousand iron cavalry in charge, and there are sharp archers on the valleys on both sides.

No one can resist.

Hao Chun knew that he was going to die today, so he calmed down and grinned, and Duodi picked up the red-tasseled gun to protect him.

After three breaths, he spit out a word from his full red lips.

"kill--!"

**

In this battle, the sky was dark and the sky was dark.

After nightfall, only a few dozen trusted cavalrymen around Hao Chun died. Hao Chun himself felt that the arrow in his left shoulder was probably poisonous, and the poison pervaded his whole body. Gradually, he couldn't even swing his gun.

The sky did not know when the fine snow began to fall, and at dusk it turned into goose feathers, scraping in pieces on the dangerous place outside Hangu Pass, covering the corpses all over the ground.

"Bah!" Hao Chun swung his red-tasseled spear, and swept a large group of infantry from the Cheshi country, but he couldn't reach the arrow wound on his shoulder, and his eyes turned black.Now he sees the mountains as double images, and sees people as double images, and he is hanging on with his unwillingness to admit defeat.He staggered back a step, gritted his teeth and sneered. "Wait...it's nothing more than mediocre."

This sentence is just a life-saving.Hao Chun knew that he was about to die, but he didn't want to die too ugly, so even though his body was covered with scars and his left shoulder was as heavy as a weight, he still swung the red-tasseled gun in his right hand almost mechanically.Picking, stabbing, dialing, and slashing back, his right arm was already close to divine power, but he knew that he was about to die.The red-tasseled gun of the old Hao's family can't save his life.

"He...he..."

Hao Chun's eyes were blood red, and the people around him gradually showed fear, and they all looked at Hao Chun in the cliff who was covered in blood like a gourd in shock.Che Shiguo dispatched this time all elite soldiers and strong generals with sharp swords and guns, but no one dared to come up and give Hao Chun a final fatal blow.

No one expected that Hao Chun would be so resistant!

The heavy snow blurred the vision, and the sky was already dark. This battle with an outnumbered enemy actually lasted until Kui Ye, and the soldiers of the Che Shi Kingdom were a little embarrassed.The worst thing is not being able to see at night, Hao Chun led his people to fight and retreat, and even hid in the deep valley.The cliffs on both sides are extremely steep, and Xuren climbed up vertically by climbing a rope. Even a sharp archer could not hit the target 100% in the night.

Hao Chun gasped heavily, leaning his back against the cliff to pant.

Almost all the cronies he brought with him were dead.Lu Ji refused to open the door in the big camp. Did the kite soldier who sent a letter to Chang'an escape successfully?The suicide note he sent to Chang'an...will it still reach the emperor?

Also, there is Chen Jingming who is always stubborn with him.

Chen Jingming treated him with sincerity.If he died in this desert today, I don't know if that guy will come to collect his body for him?Probably can't.That guy is used to being a high-ranking official. Since he became the number one scholar in Yong'an ten years ago, that guy has been prosperous all the way. It seems that he is only under the Yushitai doctor Su Huan, not to mention, there is that guy's mentor in the court Sikong Cheng Huaijing covers him.

That guy will definitely not come to the Western Regions to see him.At most, burning a few strings of paper strings for him every Qingming Festival and sprinkling two or three glasses of spirits would be enough to satisfy the absurd and charming love between him and him that night.

Hao Chun lowered his eyelids and smiled self-deprecatingly, his two small canine teeth were still white and sharp.Afraid that the person is about to die, and his words are kind, he actually no longer hates that person at this moment, and he no longer cares about who suppressed whom that night... After all, he, Hao Chun, has lived for 22 years and shared the dream of love with him There is only one person.

That night, that guy called him "Achun" repeatedly.

It was like his mother calling him when he was a child, and it seemed that his dead and disrespectful elder brother had returned, standing in the night shaking and reaching out to him.

They... those ghosts of his old Hao's family who died unjustly have come to pick him up now.

Hao Chun fumbled with his left hand to grab the weeds growing inside the cliff, and kept his eyes open, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

Everything is shaking.

The sound of Che Shiguo's yelling and killing rose and fell in his ears, the tide was so indistinct.The flames are also flickering... Flames?

Hao Chun tried his best to widen his eyes, trying to see clearly what those long flames were.

……what?

That night, as if the heavens were sympathizing with his infatuation, in this desperate situation, dozens of burning grain carts were suddenly chained in front of him, and they rushed into this desolate valley.The iron chains rattled and rattled, and amidst the swaying flames, black smoke filled the entire valley, and Che Shiguo wailed everywhere, causing countless deaths and injuries.Perhaps because too many people died, even the sky suddenly became strange.Hao Chun stared at his Qiushuidan phoenix eyes, and could vaguely see a group of buffaloes with red eyes chasing away the barbarian army of Che Shiguo.

The flag of Yingtian fluttered on the burning bullock cart at the front.

The sound of the wind in the cold snow, and the sound of the flame suddenly pierced into the ear clearly, and the burning fire lit up the boundless dark night.The buffalo rammed into the long snake formation of the driver's country, pierced the enemy's belly with its iron horns, and rushed down the valley without stopping.The burning bison and Che Shiguo's elite wailed and roared, and fell into the deep valley together.

Hao Chun stretched out most of his body in surprise, and clenched his red-tasseled spear with his right hand.He bit the tip of his tongue, and managed to clear his mind for a moment, opened his heavy eyelids, and vaguely saw a familiar figure.

...It was that jade-like Chen Jingming.

Chen Jingming tried his best to drive hundreds of bison to clear the way. The flames were blazing, and with the help of the fire cooking oil, he forcibly pushed forward in this narrow mountain road, trying his best to get in front of Hao Chun.Burning firecrackers were tied to the buffalo's tail, crackling non-stop, Che Shiguo generals ran away one after another, even the Che Shiguo general who spoke awkward Chang'an official dialect was knocked into the air by the bullock cart, half of his body Hanging on the edge of a cliff.

The camp of Che Shiguo was in chaos.

"Master Hou—! Ah Chun—!"

Chen Jingming staggered out of the bullock cart and ran into the deep part of the narrow road. After groping for the "blood gourd" by the cliff, he hugged Hao Chun violently.

The grain and grass on the bullock cart were stripped and burned, and the flames illuminated Hao Chun's ferocious face under the silver eagle helmet.

Chen Jingming threw himself on Hao Chun, rolled several times against the cliff, and then desperately protected him.The fire was raging around the two of them, the footsteps of Che Shi's rebellious army were loud, and Chen Jingming's voice was hoarse as if he was about to cry.

"Master Hou, I don't want to 'hesitate about the next spring'! What I want is...every year, every year, every day and every spring!"

for a long time.

Or maybe longer.

Hao Chun raised his head, exhaled two streams of white air from his nostrils, and grinned.He laughed until his two little tiger teeth pointed out, his throat was congested with blood, and he laughed until his eyes were filled with tears.

"...Da Yushi Chen?"

"En." Chen Jingming's voice was also very hoarse, as if he was crying.

A string of hot tears fell on Hao Chun's back, and one or two fell into the wound on his shoulder, puff puff puff, hot, painful and crisp.

Hao Chun finally laughed until a crystal tear came out of the corner of his eye.He hoarsely laughed and said, "It's really you? Hahahahaha, how could I dream of you, my lord?"

Chen Jingming's hot tears that fell on his back became more and more violent, and after ten breaths, he could barely hold back the tears and answered him. "Master Hou, you never dreamed, it was really me. Xiaguan... Xiaguan is here to look for you."

"No...I can't..." Hao Chun struggled to say these few words, almost exhausted all his strength, and groped with his right hand to grab the red tasseled spear that fell beside him.In his vision, he could see the red-tasseled gun clearly a foot away, and the tip of the gun was embellished with his old Hao family's lifelong glory, but he still couldn't reach that gun.

His fingers trembled violently, and his eyes couldn't see clearly.

"Chen Da Yushi?"

"……Um."

"Excuse me," Hao Chun bared his teeth and smiled, his words were unprecedentedly gentle, as if he was discussing with him. "Trouble Chen Yushi, hand me that gun."

Chen Jingming paused, lowered his head and approached his cheek and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want that gun for?"

Hao Chun laughed, and the young general's laughter was suddenly very clear in the valley.

"Give me the gun, my lord... I will die standing up!"