Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

The 39th year of Qianlong ushered in the chilly wind.

The artillery fire against Dajinchuan has not stopped since the beginning of the first lunar month of this year. All the Qing troops joined forces to besiege, and Agui was the first to bear the brunt. Zanbalak, Luobowa Mountain and other places cleverly combined the frontal attack with the side and rear outflanking. A group of powerful soldiers rode straight out, kicked into the enemy's formation, and opened the gates of Lewuwei all the way. Then, Hailancha led troops to capture the Deng Gushan.Mingliang and Fengsheng each conquered many places. For a whole month, the Qing soldiers had penetrated more than a hundred miles into the territory of Dajinchuan.

February came quickly amidst the roar of artillery fire. The officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty captured Mugu and seized the fortress with lightning speed. Everywhere in the wooden city and artillery positions, blood flowed into rivers and corpses piled up into mountains.

The terrain of Jinchuan is steep, with ravines and valleys, and the secret places in the mountains and forests are full of tall fortresses. It takes several days of continuous bombardment before it can be captured. It is really exhausting to fight in such a fatigued manner.

By June, the Qing army was stationed at the foot of the mountain not far from Lamulamu Mountain, and would soon besiege Xunkelzong.It is not easy to take down the outer barrier of Xunkel Zong Naileu, which is defended by Jinchuan's heavy troops.

Where the Qing army was stationed, the Eight Banners and the Green Battalion were mixed, each occupying one side of the camp. The Green Battalion soldiers were responsible for digging the trenches.A hundred meters away, there are several trenches, which run northwest and southeast respectively, and are lined with stones.

In June, the weather could not be called hot, but the climate here in Jinchuan was really a headache. Sometimes it was cloudy and foggy, sometimes it was scorching sun, and sometimes it rained cats and dogs, making the Qing army miserable.

It rained heavily in the past two days, and the work of digging trenches was postponed, and Su Qingchi and others were able to catch their breath.Although there are a lot of troops concentrated here, the number of Eight Banners and the Green Battalion are quite different. Although I don't know the details, a quick look shows that the Eight Banners only account for two or three out of ten of the entire army.

The rain in the trench had just been drained, and the ground was still slippery and muddy.

"Be careful!" Shang Chengen narrowly grabbed Su Qingchi's shoulder.

Su Qingchi stabilized his figure, and immediately exhaled, "It's okay, but it slipped a bit."

Seeing that he was fine, Shang Chengen withdrew his hands, looked up at the colorless sky above his head, and sighed slowly, "It looks like the rain won't stop."

"That's good, so you don't have to be stuck in the quagmire." Su Qingchi said, with a look of fatigue showing between his brows. He really hasn't had a good night's sleep these days. He is surrounded by powerful enemies. Who can do it? He slept soundly, besides, these few days the hard work of the green battalion soldiers was not light. A few days ago, their superiors ordered them to build towers and cast artillery, and bombed the enemy's main tower day and night. The nerves were tense, and to this day they still can't relax.

"It's cleaner over there, you lean against me to rest for a while." Seeing that he was out of spirits, Shang Chengen pulled him over to sit down.

Both of them were disheveled and could not distinguish their facial features. Su Qingchi had always been a particular person, but Shang Chengen couldn't bear to make things like this.

Since returning from the middle of the capital, the two of them have been galloping all the way, without delaying a moment on the road. When they joined up with the army, before they had a sip of water, they put on their armor and went into battle. Yichiren fell into the battlefield again.

Su Qingchi's background is not as good as his. He used to practice only the full legs of flamboyants on the stage. Now that he is on the battlefield, what he can use is the toughness that can be flexed and stretched from years of learning opera. Because of this, compared to those who A strong and powerful soldier, Su Qingchi is very sensitive in wielding a sword, but it is difficult to deal with a strong enemy with these fancy skills alone. Su Qingchi can fly nine feet of water sleeves freely, but he can't dance with copper and cast iron. A long-handled sword cannot open a bow and arrow weighing tens of catties.

Recalling the injury suffered by Su Qingchi four months ago, which almost killed the two of them, although the wound has healed now, the scar on the wound is still shocking.

The Jinchuan area was originally located in the dangerous and mysterious Duokang area, with strong fortifications and dangerous terrain. Wherever they went, there were high mountains and mountains and a lot of blockades. They were no better than the local soldiers, and they knew everything about the climate and terrain here. , It is inevitable to suffer losses when handing over the Jinchuan native soldiers.As soon as Su Qingchi stepped into the land of Jinchuan, he was already peeled off by the water, soil and climate here, but he endured all the way without causing others to notice anything strange, until later when he really encountered a strong enemy attack, everyone was armed with big knives , Flying to fight with the Jinchuan native soldiers, the other party suffered a loss.

Shang Chengen had always been by his side to protect him, and it was still the same on the battlefield that day.They were fighting on their backs, attacking the Jinchuan native soldiers inside the watchtower with arrows, crossbows and artillery. After the artillery fire blasted the watchtower out of several holes and forced the soldiers down the watchtower, they went up to fight with them.

Su Qingchi didn't worry him at first, although the blood was all over his body and face, he could tell that it wasn't his own, so Shang Chengen was also a little worried.On the battlefield, he never dared to be careless. He swung a big knife weighing tens of catties in his hand and killed several enemies.However, those soldiers attacked more and more courageously. When Shang Chengen was surrounded by seven or eight people alone, he had no time to spare. When he looked back and searched for Su Qingchi, he saw that man was leaning against a watchtower and was about to attack Su Qingchi. The knife was pulled out from a Jinchuan native soldier, and the movement was extremely laborious. His messy hair was wet against his cheek, and his face was as pale as snow. He slid against the wall and sat down slowly on the ground. The wall of the watchtower behind him was dragged out by his back. A dazzling red bloodstain.

Even now, Shang Chengen can't forget the scene of that day, Su Qingchi's pale cheeks without a trace of bloodshot, and the dazzling red behind him.

Because of the knife in the back, Su Qingchi had to take care of him for two full months. When his injury improved, Shang Chengen took him to practice sword skills. Su Qingchi was also a stubborn person. The wound broke free countless times, and every time he went to clean his clothes and return in a bloody robe, Shang Chengen didn't say a word, and Su Qingchi didn't say a word, so the injury dragged on for four months to heal.

At night, there is still a hint of coolness in the air, and it is not cold when touched on the skin, but it is extremely comfortable.

In the afternoon, everyone started digging a trench tens of meters long, and they were all exhausted.

The camp is located in the lee of a small hill, and on the side of another ridge. There are deep mountains and dense forests on one side. Wild animals often come and go at night. There are mosquitoes, rats and scorpions in this season. Everyone scattered plant ash around the camp to repel insects and avoid snakes.

That night, a pot was set up in the center of the camp, and some local materials were used to boil some hot soup. It was said that some people in the military camp were sick, and they were worried that it might be an epidemic. Disease medicinal materials, as a temporary prevention and treatment.

Later in the day, torches were lit all over the barracks, and the flames were flickering, and the darkness was uncertain for a while.

Shang Chengen served a bowl of hot soup, and walked straight to Su Qingchi. When he went to serve the soup, Su Qingchi was still awake. When he came back, the man had already fallen asleep leaning against a tree in the camp.

If he hadn't been extremely tired, he wouldn't have shown such fatigue.

Shang Chengen woke him up, Su Qingchi opened his eyes and saw the hot soup that Shang Chengen handed to his mouth, took two sips, waited for the hot soup to dispel the tiredness on his body, the two ate the soup for two A cold steamed bun is enough for dinner.

The military camp here is no different than other places, they are ready to fight at any time, and the military supplies are not sufficient, except for the senior generals, the rest of the soldiers are all tens of people in a tent, the two have no chance to get close since they came back from the middle of the capital. During the war, they had exhausted their energy to deal with the enemy soldiers who would come raiding at any time, and they had no other intentions. Secondly, every move of the two of them was in the eyes of everyone. A little intimacy, to comfort lovesickness.

However, there is still some time before the battle, and as soon as the two of them rested, the hard thinking of the past month came rushing back.

Shang Chengen reached out to wipe off the stains on Su Qingchi's face, and said in a low and soft voice, "What are you thinking?"

Su Qingchi looked up at the moon in the sky, and fought all the way for more than half a year, fighting and hacking every day, he hadn't calmed down to watch the moonlight for a long time. He leaned back, his shoulders were pressed against Shang Chengen's, "Tonight's moon is very round."

Shang Chengen's tough facial features softened a bit, and his low laughter was extremely magnetic, "Yes."

He quietly looked at Su Qingchi's side face. After half a year, this handsome man has become more and more mature, and his figure is much stronger than when he first entered the barracks. The heroic spirit is becoming more and more intoxicating.

The two of them were sitting under the tree, which was in the shadow. Shang Chengen looked at the man beside him with a smile on his lips, and his breathing became heavy.

He held the man's shoulder sideways, and leaned over to press the other's thin lips.

Su Qingchi was a little startled, and immediately opened his mouth to linger with him slowly, the tip of his tongue advanced and retreated, entangled with each other, the moment the two completely different breaths merged, both of them were a little emotional.

The long-term life in the military camp made the lips of the man in his arms slightly chapped. The two hugged each other, playing with their lips and tongue, pleasing each other.

After a kiss, the lips of both of them were a little rosy, and the lips were shiny, which was the trace left by the lingering time just now.

Su Qingchi smiled lowly, raised his hand, and wiped off the moisture on Shang Chengen's lips with his fingertips, "It's been a long time since I touched it, but I'm still so proficient? But have you practiced secretly?"

Shang Chengen smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, his voice was hoarse, "Once I touch you, everything will happen."

Su Qingchi smiled but said nothing.

The sound of insects was everywhere, and the military camp under the moon became more and more quiet. The night was as cool as water, and the moonlight was refreshing. The two of them under the tree depended on each other. What regrets did they have in this life.