Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

One year later.

The camp was raging with flames, and the heavy smell of gunpowder was pressing heavily over the military camp. The medical camp was full of wounded patients. A few wooden planks were temporarily set up outside the camp tents, and wounded soldiers with stumped limbs and arms were lying on them, and the stench of blood wafted everywhere. , mixed with endless groans.

The war is coming to an end, but everyone knows that this will be an extremely fierce battle.This battle has been fought for almost five years, and it is time to end, at an extremely tragic price.

It's winter again, the yellow grass in the camp is mottled and covered with snow, the cold wind blows down the various smells in the general camp, and the flames in the brazier propped up by dead wood are blowing loudly, and the blazing The color faded silently in the raging cold wind, and through the distorted firelight, one could see a scene of endless depression, gray-yellow tents flapping wantonly in the wind, wounded patients wrapped in red and white gauze and moaning weakly. Lean horses wagging their tails, and rotting wooden fences that had been erected around the barracks.

Shang Chengen stepped on the snow and walked very slowly. In the cold wind, his stern facial features became more and more rigid, and his chapped lips were slightly pursed.

"Tomorrow will be the last battle." The man beside him said this, his voice was as clear as before, but he could vaguely hear a hoarseness.

Shang Chengen nodded, looking at the mountains in the distance, his gaze sank a bit, revealing a bit of depth.Yes, tomorrow is the last battle, and at this moment, tomorrow is only a few hours away.

A few hours are precious precisely because they are short.

"Have you received the letter from home?"

Shang Chengen turned his head and looked at the slender man beside him, who smiled slightly, "What is your plan after Kai is discharged from the army? Anyway, let's go back to Beijing to see his parents, wife and children. Jun'er is three years old, right? I will call my father early."

Before Shang Chengen answered, he gently pulled Su Qingchi's hand and placed it in his palm. Su Qingchi's hand was no longer as delicate and jade-like as before. , there were also quite a few minor abrasions on the finger joints, some had scabs, and some were still cracked. Shang Chengen covered those hands with warm palms, and his deep voice was deeper than before, "Qingchi .”

Su Qingchi turned his head to look at him, describing him as quiet, with a smile on the corner of his mouth as always, his handsome features couldn't hide the vicissitudes of life, which made people feel pity.

Shang Chengen's resolute face softened a bit, "Is there any place you want to go?"

"Where do you want to go?" Su Qingchi whispered with his lips parted, his eyes slightly dazed, and he cast his gaze to a distant place. Finally, he raised the corners of his mouth and shook his head, "Probably, no."

"If not, I will show you all the places, the endless prairie where you can ride horses as far as you can see, and Dali, where the seasons are like spring and the ancient country style. There is always something you like in this vast and beautiful river and mountain." Shang Cheng There was a smile on the corner of En's mouth, and his voice was always low and round and powerful, "How are you?"

Su Qingchi smiled slightly, but did not answer.

The two walked slowly side by side in the lingering snow and the solitary sun. The afterglow of the setting sun cast a long shadow on the dry grass.

Now Shang Chengen has become a general, and Su Qingchi has also become his central army. The two have been together until now, and their affection is deep and sincere.

The snow under my feet was thinner, and the creaking sound of the snow was not obvious.

"Tonight." A gentle smile appeared on Su Qingchi's Qingjun face, and he did not continue.

Shang Chengen was taken aback for a moment. He was naturally very happy that Su Qingchi could take the initiative to say this, but... he squeezed his hand and said in a serious tone, "No, there is still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow. If... absolutely not .”

"You really don't agree?" Su Qingchi turned his head, his eyes were clear, and there was a smile on his lips, "Maybe... this is the last time, I don't know."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Shang Chengen cut him off, his heart sank.

Su Qingchi's expression remained unchanged, but he just looked at him calmly, "Really...don't?" His tone was low, like a sigh.

Shang Chengen's heart softened and ached, he stretched out his hand to caress that handsome cheek, and embraced him in his arms.

At night, everyone in the tent had already gone to bed, and there was still some fire outside the tent, reflecting the figures of soldiers patrolling outside the tent on the tent, back and forth, accompanied by the sound of orderly steps.

There was already a lot of snoring in the camp, and there were a few low gasps and suppressed moans intermittently, which made people think about it.

Under the thick quilt, two well-proportioned bodies overlap closely. While grinding slowly and gradually, Shang Chengen uses his lips and tongue to wantonly occupy the lips of the person under him, hot panting one after another, the two It was extremely hard to suppress.

Su Qingchi turned his head away, swallowed a moan that almost overflowed, panting tremblingly, his delicate and slender eyebrows were tightly furrowed, obviously enduring extremely painfully, "Chengen... Hurry up, ah!"

A gasp was caught by Shang Chengen's mouth, his strong arms tightly wrapped around the man's slender waist, and he stepped up his attack.

The two of them swayed, and while panting, their eyes met, and they couldn't bear to close them.

Su Qingchi pursed his lips tightly, suppressing all the groans in his throat, with an expression of pain and joy unknown on his face, only when the person on his body moved suddenly and violently, a low moan overflowed from his throat, the voice was short and deep, but it was Very provocative, but it makes people's stomach tighten.

Shang Chengen called his name in a low voice, clenched his waist, and his movements became more and more violent. He felt his shoulders being tightly clenched. He leaned over to enclose the other person's Adam's apple. Rolling, the panting at the tip of the nose was tinged with crying, extremely depressing, almost indistinguishable.

The superimposed bodies swayed almost crazily, and the heavy gasps and forbearable moans were instantly shattered.

Knowing that it's almost time, Shang Chengen was anxious to retreat, but Su Qingchi clamped his waist tightly, looking at him with sober eyes in the confusion, "Stay in...inside."

Shang Chengen let out a low growl for the last time. After countless collisions, the place where the two met was suddenly embedded into one body. A hot stream of heat gushed out with astonishing force. Both of them trembled, almost convulsed.

A love affair almost exhausted the physical strength of the two of them.

The clouds collected and the rain dispersed, and the two of them put on their clothes under the quilt. Shang Chengen pinched the corner of the quilt and was about to get out of bed to get some hot water to clean up Su Qingchi, but the man grabbed the corner of the clothes.

"I'll come as soon as I go." Shang Chengen coaxed me gently.

Su Qingchi shook his head.Looking at the tiredness between the brows of the other party and the thin arm holding the corner of his clothes, Shang Chengen didn't get out of bed after all, took out his clothes and cleaned them up for him, and the two fell asleep cuddled.Until dawn, Shang Chengen tucked Su Qingchi's quilt carefully, and quietly returned to his bed.However, he didn't know that when he slept in his own bed, the person who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes, and the expression in his eyes was covered by the lightly drooping eyelashes.

After a happy night, the two of them were so devoted to each other that Shang Chengen didn't notice Su Qingchi's strangeness.

However, this night was, as Su Qingchi said, the last time for the two of them.

……

The roar of artillery fire kicked off the last fierce battle of the Battle of Jinchuan.

All over the mountains and plains, the Fan soldiers and the Qing army had been slaughtered together. The two armies were fighting inseparably, with blood flying everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed where the horseshoes trampled.The master galloped straight out of the horse, brandished a broadsword and kicked into the enemy's formation, breaking a bloody path, and the rest of the troops followed up bravely, screaming and killing, chopping everyone they met, and slashing at everyone they saw. The scene was extremely heroic.

The Jinchuan native soldiers came down with a clamor, their momentum was unstoppable, all of them were brave and strong, and their momentum should not be underestimated.

Inside the towering towers, arrows were like locusts, and the sky and the ground were like a gust of wind, and everywhere they passed was a mournful wail.

"put----!"

Dozens of general cannons fired continuously, and the world was dark for a moment, and people could not be discerned, and the surrounding fire was soaring into the sky.

"Kill!" All the soldiers raised their knives and rushed into the enemy's formation, killing and slashing indiscriminately, and the sound of killing was loud.

Shang Chengen rode a hussar, shot straight out, with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, and a big knife, he charged into the enemy like a hurricane, his body was vigorous and his spirit was unstoppable.Su Qingchi rode his horse closely behind, bent his bow and set his arrow, the arrow feathers shot out sharply, and the three of them fell to the ground in response.

When the battle was in full swing, the surrounding artillery roared like thunder, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and shrapnel and arrows covered the sky and the sun.

During the chaotic battle, Shang Chengen took a breath, turned his head to look to the side, only to see that the original figure there was nowhere to be found, his face changed color, he rode his horse and was about to charge out, surrounded by countless soldiers. With a fierce look in his eyes, the hostility in his body forced the soldiers back a few steps.

Where the sword swept across, flesh and blood flew, and the silver armor was full of scarlet in the fight, and the momentum was terrifying. When the blood was broken, Shang Chengen galloped out. Looking around, there was no trace of that person, and his face was bloody. Immediately retreated cleanly, while slashing with a knife, he shouted Su Qingchi's name loudly.

There was a sudden sinking behind him, and the man's breathless but smiling voice came from his ears, "My horse had its legs cut off, and you protect me in the front."

Shang Chengen let out a long breath, his heart almost jumped out of his chest just now, before he could ask anything, the man yelled, "Be careful!" An arrow pierced through the air and pierced an enemy's chest chest.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't dare to take it lightly, they focused on dealing with the enemy with one sword and one bow.

Under the raging flames of war, the sky was dim, and the sound of killing and mourning was loud and loud. Everywhere you looked, there were corpses lying horizontally, in a miserable state.

Seeing the soldiers retreating in succession, Shang Chengen became more and more courageous as he fought, and he asked the people behind him after breathing, "How are you?"

"...It's okay." The other party answered slowly, but Shang Chengen didn't notice that there were killing sounds everywhere.

Shang Chengen was worried, and while killing the enemy, he wanted to turn his head to look at Su Qingchi, but Su Qingchi said, "Don't be distracted." After finishing speaking, two arrows shot out again.

Seeing that he still had the strength to shoot arrows, Shang Chengen expected him to be fine, so he was relieved. The current situation of the battle was urgent, and he really couldn't allow him to be distracted in the slightest. Hack and kill.

While fighting fiercely, a gust of wind whistled in the air, the figure behind him froze, Shang Chengen's face changed drastically, and he turned his head hurriedly, only to see that the man behind him was sweating profusely, "Dump... the pool?"

Su Qingchi was holding an arrow in his hand, and let out a breath, "An arrow was shot coldly." After saying that, he threw the arrow out and stabbed one person.

Shang Chengen was sweating from the shock just now, and immediately became furious. He rode his horse and galloped out through the wind. With a loud roar, he chopped the man off his horse with a single blow.

The jungle is full of trails, the snow is boundless, and the mountain wind is howling in all directions, and the face is full of bloody rain, and the corpses are everywhere under the hooves of the horses, and the eyes are scarlet.

When the shouts from all around were loud, Shang Chengen was already in a state of distress, with countless stab wounds on his body, and his armor was dyed red. Hearing the sound, he looked around, and the people who raised their arms and cheered were all from his own side. He knew that this had lasted. The battle that lasted for several months finally came to an end today, and I was overjoyed in my heart. I hurriedly looked back, my eyes sparkled, and I couldn't hide my excitement, "Qingchi, did you hear me, we won."

A smile appeared on the pale face of the man, "Well, I won."

Shang Chengen jumped off his horse and stretched out his hand towards Su Qingchi. His embarrassed but tough and handsome face carried the joy of the rest of his life, "Qingchi."

The man didn't move, his beautiful eyes were clear, he looked at the cheering soldiers in the distance, a smile appeared on his mouth, and he murmured: "This day, after waiting for so long, finally..."

"Yeah, we won...pumped... pool" Shang Chengen's voice was trembling even he didn't know it.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Su Qingchi's mouth, and on his white cheeks, it was dazzlingly red, but the man didn't know it, and murmured to himself, "Cheng En, if I go to other places, you can still... find me Is it?"

The slender phoenix eyes were smiling, she was covered in blood, but she was as beautiful as a fairy, "If... I went to another place..."

A gust of wind passed by, his body was thrown backwards, his robes fluttered, and he looked like a flying fairy in an instant.

"Qingchi!" Shang Chengen hugged him.

The tentacles are wet, and there is still warm liquid dripping from the fingers of the palm, drop by drop in the dirty snow, just like red plums in the snow, with red and bright petals, delicate and eye-catching.

Shang Chengen's throat tightened for a while, his arms holding Su Qingchi tightened slightly, and his eyes were hot, "Qingchi, there is still a team of local soldiers over there. The battle is not over yet, let's continue fighting."

Su Qingchi smiled, "Chengen...do you blame me?"

"Did you see that the watchtower was turned into ruins by the cannonballs?"

"I owe too much debt..." The mouth of the man silently let out a big mouthful of blood, "I still have to pay it off..."

"Those soldiers have already been beaten and fled in all directions." The sound of cannons approached, but Shang Chengen's footsteps did not stop.

"...It's time, it will be clean." The man's voice became weaker and weaker.

The cannon exploded behind them, and the shells flew dangerously past the two of them, mixed with a gust of fiery wind, the robes of the two of them fluttered in despair, were torn apart by the blast, and the shrapnel drew bloodstains on Shang Chengen's body.

"You said that one day when we win the battle, you will stand with me at the highest place on the battlefield and watch the sunrise together." Shang Chengen tightened his arms and smiled, "Look, we have already reached the highest place."

"... Clean it up."

The man in his arms was smiling, with a fair face and exquisite facial features, just as amazing as the two of them when they first met.

"Qingchi, you are really... the most ruthless person in the world." Shang Chengen looked up at the boundless sky, with a smile on his chapped mouth, and a cloudy tear from the corner of his eyes.

"Boom—long!"

……

In February of the 41st year of Qianlong, the Qing army surrounded the scraping cliff, and Sonomu knelt down, and the 30-year Jinchuan campaign came to an end.