[Comprehensive martial arts] The Central Plains is too scary

Pingsha is vast, and geese are singing.

This is Ye Gucheng's tenth autumn at Yumen Pass.

The swordsman in snow is still the swordsman in snow. Ten years of flying sand has blown Ye Gucheng's temples white, but the cold light on the swordsman's sword has not been blown away.

The swordsman is patrolling the camp. For the past ten years, he has patrolled the camp every day. From a soldier to a hussar general in the north of Megatron, twice a day patrolling the camp has become his habit.

There was a neighing of horses in the yellow sand, and the unique tall horse in the northwest stopped in front of Ye Gucheng and snorted. The young rider dismounted hastily, holding his silver helmet in his hand, and shouted in a panic, "I have seen the general."

Ye Gucheng nodded his head in agreement, and he didn't care about the recklessness of the little colonel, he still walked forward slowly and carefully looked at every barracks.

Today seems a little different.

At the corner of the last barracks stood a man with a long sword in white clothes very similar to Ye Gucheng, but his eyes looked very different.

"Ximen Chuixue."

Ye Gucheng stopped and said lightly.

"You have changed." Ximen Chuixue looked at Ye Gucheng. After the decisive battle with Lu Tage, the man who suddenly appeared and took away the corpses of the Western Regions people without a word was still dressed in white, but he wore it with a completely different taste from before. .

Ximen Chuixue said, "You have blood in your body."

Ye Gucheng said, "I am the general of Yumen Gate."

The Xiongnu seized customs every year, and more than a thousand people died under the sword of Ye Gucheng. Ximen Chuuxue even noticed that the bloody aura was the Haiqingheyan laid by the bones.

Ye Gucheng asked, "Why did you come here?"

Ximen Chuixue said, "Come and see your sword."

Ye Gucheng said, "The sword is not blunt."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Okay."

Ye Gucheng frowned suspiciously, and looked at the back of Ximen Chuuxue who had rolled onto his horse after finishing his words, "Aren't you going to compete with me?"

Ximen Chuuxue turned around and said, "I will not kill the general."

The state of mind has been completely cold, and the sword god Zhuma who has almost abandoned emotions and desires looks at the former sword fairy, and now the God of War "When you die, it will be the time when I come to you for a decisive battle."

The horse's hoof stepped on the yellow sand, and the sword god in white disappeared before his eyes. Ye Gucheng stared in that direction for a long time, then turned his head and boarded the nearest stone hill.

There is an old grave on the stone hill.

People from the Western Regions have been asleep for ten years since they were on the top of the Forbidden City.

Ye Gucheng took out a handkerchief from his arms, carefully wiped off the dust on the tombstone little by little, then sat down with his robe pulled up against the edge of the tombstone, looking down at the entire barracks.

"A general dies in a hundred battles, but a strong man returns after ten years." He said, "I am a general now."

In the past ten years, except for his promotion, the little emperor never issued any edicts about 'Ye Gucheng', as if Ye Gucheng was originally a soldier and a general of Yumen Pass, who deserves to be rewarded for meritorious deeds and punished for crimes.But every year, the new city lord will be sent to him by the Ouchi guards on time as a book about the one-year tax decree of Baiyun City.

In the past ten years, Ye Gucheng watched the warblers and grasses grow in the Senei at the Yumen Pass, and watched the frontier towns change from barren to prosperous, and the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated with the bloody battles again and again.

The sword of the Son of Heaven, to level the world, to secure all the people, to be strategically planned, to win decisively from thousands of miles away.

The sword of the general, to fix the troubled times, to control rivers and mountains, to drink blood on the battlefield, and to protect the country in the palm of your hand.

Throughout Ye Gucheng's life, he went from a swordsman to a city lord, from a city lord to a general.

What is a sword?There is a sword in the palm, and I am the sword.

Ximen Chuuxue is the sword god, and everyone in the world avoids his edge.

And he once came to the sky with a sword to fly immortals, and he also used a sword to make Guan Wanfu retreat.

Ye Gucheng took out the wine bag from his bosom, took a sip by himself, then got up, poured it all in front of the grave.

There is dust in the distance, and a long line from the city as far as the eye goes straight to Yumen Pass.

Close the procession drums have sounded.

"If I die in battle this year." Ye Gucheng stared at the tombstone, and calmly said the promise that he would say every year for the past ten years.

The remaining voice was swept up into the sky by the wind.

"It should also be buried here at Yumen Pass."