Chiwuxing

Chapter [-]-Chen Qingzhang expresses shock and doubts, soldiers go to camp, empty plans for death

After Fu Chen woke up, he rested in the camp for a few days, and recovered more than half of his energy.

When Tang Lan brought the congee and vegetables, he had already got up and was about to take the sword on the shelf.

"Why did you get up so early?" Tang Lan put the dishes on the table and said, "Let's have some breakfast first."

Fu Chen put down his sword, came to the table and sat down: "Have you eaten?"

The young man's voice was rough and qualityless, like rotten skin falling off the corners of a broken wall, completely different from the previous timbre.

"...I ate there just now," Tang Lan subconsciously paused when he heard the words. Even though he had gotten used to the sudden change of his voice after waking up for a few days, it still made him feel weird when he heard it.

Tang Lan stared at the way he was eating, then glanced at his sword, forced a smile and said, "You really don't have a moment to relax, you just woke up for a few days... But you look good today, and you look better than yesterday Much better..."

Seeing that Tang Lan was also sitting beside him, chatting with him, Fu Chen tried his best to relax his nerves and put on a smile.

"With you busy these days, no matter how bad I am, I will gain a few pounds first."

"How many catties is enough?" Tang Lan smiled, "You're a bone-headed person who is groping all day long. If you find a girl in the future, no one will want to sleep with you..."

"Forget it, I won't let other girls suffer this." Fu Chen gulped down the thin layer of soup on the top of the bowl, glanced at Tang Lan with a faint smile, and said, "Seeing that you are like this, you must be thinking about years ago again." The girl in Hongxiang Pavilion..."

Tang Lan smiled and blinked at Fu Chen: "Food is sex, sex is also. There are many pilgrims in the imperial capital who are high-ranking officials, famous scholars and talented scholars. Zijie, you are really hypocritical..."

It was a joke, and the face that was barely covered with a smile finally lost a layer of skin.

He swallowed his porridge, then turned around and said, "I heard the day before yesterday that we were going to fight Nanban again?"

"That's right," Tang Lan looked at him and said, "The news of the admiral's death this time... General Liao's side was suppressed for the time being, but this time it was delayed until the end of the year, so they had to report it again. Yes, try to finish the fight this time, and then go to the Jingzhong camp to supplement and recuperate. This year's fight and rest have consumed a lot of energy of our soldiers. No matter what the barbarian army thinks now, anyway We can't lead so many wounded soldiers at the border like this..."

Fu Chen chewed the dried vegetable leaves in his mouth and listened, his mouth was full of green astringency.

"No wonder there's been no news from the Imperial Capital for so long... So they didn't know about it before..." Fu Chen said, thinking about what Ni Congwen and Feng Ru would be like if they heard such news, maybe they would start to talk about it. Just take one step.

"It's a pity that I can't suppress it now," Tang Lan said. "The corpse can't be kept for a long time. After all, the admiral is here, so he can't be cremated, so he will be buried in the back mountain... It's a pity that the coffin can't be made in time, so we have to leave it on the spot." It is a pity that there is not even a stele in it..."

"Sigh..." Fu Chen repeated in a daze.

Tang Lan sighed sadly: "Before I knew that some brothers in the army had complaints about the admiral, but this time, after the admiral died, I realized that everyone likes and dislikes... Liao Hui has disliked me since I joined the army. I have to obey his orders every day..."

"It's nothing, General Liao also judges people by their strength. Since you are enough to show your strength now, at such a juncture, he will not make things difficult for you." Fu Chen caressed.

Tang Lan said again: "A few days ago, we have discussed the matter of sending troops, this time we are going to preemptively attack their camp, regardless of whether he hides or tricks, this time we must fight them to the death! This year is really suffocating to death..."

Fu Chen said: "I...can I play too?"

"You?" Tang Lan said with helplessness in his eyes, "You can calm down for a while. Although the battalion suffered a lot of losses, it's not going to be your turn to fight the enemy."

Fu Chen retorted: "Didn't the sword wound on my shoulder heal when I was in a coma? Where did the wound come from? I was just in a coma for a while before. After sleeping for so long, it should be my turn..."

"Then you go and tell General Liao," Tang Lan couldn't squeeze him, "you are so persistent in these things."

Fu Chen saw that his words were angry, and he was coerced by unknown warmth: "I can't eat dry food in the army. Now the barbarian army has not been calmed down, and the situation is not peaceful."

"Then what are you doing for?" Tang Lan asked, "You still can't weigh the barbarian army and yourself?"

For what?

Fu Chen was stunned for a moment, since Jia Yun really thanked him, he often had trouble sleeping at night, thinking that the hard work of the past few years finally had its destination, but it was unreliable.

He knew that his first moment of revenge should be gratification, but since that day when he was terrified and fell into a coma for a long time, he couldn't tell what all these things were for, and it was even more difficult to get rid of them.Maybe it's because all of this should have a complete end, the eunuchs in the army are no longer powerful, and there are benefactors in the court to guard them. He only needs to deal with the remaining bosses when he goes back. In this life, it will be like this it's over.

At least before leaving, I can do one thing well, not for fame and fortune, but for my heart and true love.

He is not a good person, but he wants to do a few good things.If the gods were in the sky, it would not be possible to send him to the abyss of hell that would never be restored.

"You are right," Fu Chen said, "I will definitely choose myself, but it is also because of this that I have to use every ounce of energy to do things. My time... the time left before the end of the war The day is not long, I'd better discuss it with General Liao."

"What are you discussing? There is no need to discuss!"

The familiar voice suddenly sounded, and the two people in the tent were startled.

Liao Hui opened the tent and came in at this time, his expression was not good, and Wei Xu followed behind him, carrying a wine jar.

Tang Lan knew that she would not be welcomed by Liao Hui, so she stayed silent.

Fu Chen hadn't seen Liao Hui for a long time since he had a quick glimpse of Liao Hui when he was visiting from the crowd when he just woke up. At this moment, he only said, "Why is the general here when you are free?"

As soon as Fu Chen's words came out, Liao Hui and Wei Xu, who had just entered, couldn't help but froze slightly.Fu Chen noticed their reaction, and knew that his voice was ugly, so he said, "My voice...may be the root of the disease left over from the previous poison test."

Liao Hui didn't say any more about this, he sat down and said, "This time the war with the barbarian army has been advanced, and the troops will be sent out tomorrow, don't wait!"

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Tang Lan couldn't help asking.

"You, come to the tent at night, and I'll explain some things." Liao Hui saw him questioning and said rightly.

"understood."

"It's useless to stay any longer," Liao Hui complained with worry on his face, "The last few times I always caught up with the barbarians and started fighting when they were ready. I suspected that there were barbarian spies in the army. They expected the place to send troops!"

Fu Chen didn't hear the angry words, but felt a slight movement in his heart.He suddenly said: "General, are you really sure that there are spies in the army?"

Liao Hui was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Huh?"

Seeing his reaction, Fu Chen hurriedly said: "It's nothing, the bid is to ask... just now... the general disagrees with the bid to join the battle?"

Liao Hui also changed the subject: "The troops will be dispatched tomorrow, the formations are ready, you can stay in the camp first, don't be brave."

"...Okay." Fu Chen replied.

Wei Xu has already poured several bowls of wine from the wine jars he just brought, and put them on the table.

Fu Chen saw his movements and said, "Is the general still busy?"

Liao Hui took a bowl of wine and said, "A few days ago, I did not win the battle, but I recalled something. When you joined the army, His Highness deliberately took the opportunity to rehearse Qingqi to make up for the shortage in the army. Later, the battle of Tongzhou was hurriedly disrupted. The training plan has been completed, and the troops of the Qing cavalry before have been scattered, and this matter has gradually been shelved. I think you should continue to lead the cavalry if you find an opportunity. There is a lack of good generals in the army. How about promoting you to be a lieutenant general in the army?"

Fu Chen raised his eyes to look at him, and said: "Thank you, General, for your great respect, and you will never give up. I will do my best under the bid."

"Drink." Liao Hui handed over a bowl.

Tang Lan said, "Zijie, can you drink now?"

Before Fu Chen could speak, Liao Hui asked rhetorically, "It's not a big internal injury, so what if you drink some wine?"

Tang Lan turned her head.

Fu Chen noticed that Liao Hui was anxious today, and even Wei Xu who was beside him just drank silently and didn't speak.

He said: "It's nothing, warming up with strong wine is also good for the bones of the body."

After all, he raised the wine bowl and took a sip. The turbid wine in the army is not fragrant and mellow, and it is not as strong as the special spirits in restaurants, but this unfiltered purity has a sense of comfort.

Liao Hui said: "Yesterday, I talked with General Jiao all night. Although there have been a few small victories in the past few months, our army has also lost a lot of battles. The soldiers have worked hard back and forth. This truce lasted ten days. In a few days, the whole army is going to go straight to the depths of the barbarian land in the east... During this process, there is a risk of insufficient food and grass supply, but the matter has come to this point, it is still a battle with the axe, and we must fight the barbarians happily Can't do it!"

Fu Chen tasted the wine in his mouth, and then said: "The east is also the frontier of the barbarian army, with many mountains and dangerous hills and valleys, what if they take the opportunity to set up an ambush here?"

"Ambush? Huh!" Liao Hui's brows were full of anger, "They dare to deploy troops, so I will catch up with them. So many times, I think they don't mean it at all. When Jia Yun was here, he was worried about the past and the future. It has been procrastinating until now. At the end of this year, how can they really have an ambush? I think they are just deceiving us, and I don’t know where they are planning. This time, we must go deep into it and find out .”

"The general is right," Wei Xu also interjected, his eyes sparkling. "The barbarian army seems to be a move of 'If the enemy does not move, I will not move', but they have been stationed outside the pass for a long time this year, making the people in Tongcheng I'm also panicking, this time I must go up and make a deal!"

Fu Chen said: "Since it is so decided, I will guard the camp for the general so as not to worry about the future."

Liao Hui raised his head, swallowed the remaining wine in the bowl, and moved his Adam's apple up and down.

Fu Chen looked at him, not knowing what to say for a moment, since he woke up, when he saw the soldiers again, he felt a strange feeling of being taken away.

The temperature dropped sharply at night, Fu Chen lay down with his clothes on.

A faint ray of light leaked from outside the curtain, clearly visible in the darkness.

He fixed his eyes upwards, only to feel that there was no sleepiness at all at this moment.

There is no sound of wind in the air, no sound of moonlight.

Fu Chen got up, put on his coat, picked up the sword on the case rack, and went out of the tent.

The outside air roared towards him, his body was tense, but he still managed to walk.

The old tree rustled, and Fu Chen felt relieved when he heard the sound.

At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the entire empty camp was dark, not even a single lamp.

He walked towards the back mountain on the side of the camp, walked to an open space at the foot of the mountain, and was about to draw his sword out of its sheath.The longing came from nowhere, he suddenly recalled what Tang Lan said during the day, he drew out half of the sword and inserted it suddenly again, with a sound of "磳", resounding in the mountain.

Fu Chen walked around the open space, looking around, his pupils glowed with a faint green light.

Under the hazy moonlight, a small bag of soil stands alone in the shadow of an old tree.

Fu Chen stood a few feet away, staring blankly at the small, clumsy and ugly bump.

Let you be beautiful and beautiful, crowned with thousands of buildings and thousands of gold in your life, but after death, you will be a humble and humble bun.

Fu Chen immediately recalled that when he first met in the camp, the man was dressed in an amber official robe, bright and gentle, with a gold pendant and a sable tail in his hair, it was the respectability he hated, and the cleanliness he was far away from since childhood.

"...heh...ha...uh...hehe..."

The hoarse and hoarse laughter is not like that of young people, but like a witch and ghost in the deep mountains, howling wantonly, the gloomy minions in the depths of the night, scratching and tearing the terrifying darkness.

"Keng--"

There was a flash of light.

Immediately there was a crisp sound of sand, and a sword was inserted straight into the grave.

It is inserted on the sharp corner, as if piercing straight into the heart of a person.

The scabbard fell to the ground.

Fu Chen turned his head and staggered away, he didn't dare to look back, and it was over from then on.

He wandered endlessly in the camp, lost his sword, and also lost the idea of ​​learning sword again.

A hunched shadow shuttled through the black, its footsteps were fast and slow.

Going around, Fu Chen came to a big tent by chance.

The account is worn out, but it is still different from other small accounts.

Fu Chen smiled wryly, he didn't want to see him again, was it God's will?

He stood there for a while, then lifted the curtain and entered.

There happened to be a hole in the center of the tent, and the cold wind penetrated through the hole, and at the same time, it also cast a moonlight, which happened to fall on the long and narrow table where Jia Yun often stayed.

Fu Chen stepped forward, and there were a few dilapidated military books on the case table, and a lamp covered with a small layer of cobwebs, with dried dark wax on it.He turned the wax lamp, and suddenly recalled the oily shine from the man's chin to his right cheek whenever he was called here.

He opened those military books with frayed corners again, the densely packed annotations inside were probably known only to the writer himself.Irritability suddenly rose in his heart, Fu Chen grabbed it and threw it aside, and the sound of "cracking" pages was played.

Exhaling a few breaths slowly, Fu Chen got up, glanced at the table, and when he was about to leave, he turned his head and saw the corner where the book of war was placed just now, there was still a wooden flat box safe in the distance, Fu Chen paused, Squat down and take it.

The wooden box is not made of high-quality wood, and the leftovers are rotten.It's just that there is a small lock outside the box, and I don't know where the key is at the moment.

Fu Chen got up and fell to the ground violently, the original rough wood broke and shook out the contents of the box.

The young man lowered his eyes and picked it up. First was a piece of wolf-patterned jade pendant, which was moist in texture and did not look extraordinary. The young man threw it away casually.He also saw a piece of hard bamboo paper, he didn't know what it was, turned it over, and found out that it was a memorial written by a courtier.

What kind of book should be locked in such a lock box?

Fu Chen's eyes flickered with surprise, and he unfolded the melody:

Minister Jia Yun, please play:

I have heard from the ministers that the strategy of the forefathers is more important than military matters, and a son said: "Soldiers, the great affairs of the country, the place of death and life, and the way of survival must not be ignored."Yu Yan'an Shengmin is even more so.

Since the founding of the country by the ancestors, Hu and Qiang were established in the north and barbarians in the south.With the Jinhe River as the boundary, farming and animal husbandry are suitable, and the vast land spans thousands of miles.However, the Chijia Warlord Army built by the first emperor revitalized the military command of Wufeng, guarded the four corners of Yandi, and divided them into defense pools, and combined them to be invincible. Therefore, in the 200 years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, people's livelihood was stable, food and clothing were sufficient, martial arts rested, literature and art Rise.

Under the peace, there are also hidden worries.The barbarian army took the lead in provoking the first battle a hundred years ago, and the Yanman subordinate agreement has since ended.The hearts of the tigers and wolves of the Southern Man clan are clear, and they have been raising soldiers for a long time, but they wait for the strength of their troops to invade our country and disturb our borders.Since the minister is a general of the Great Yan, he should be vigilant and search for a cure.

Going back to the old history of the past dynasties, Chu and Chen Xianjun drove the chariots to gallop, and the world was one, but the stealing plan was about to follow Lianheng, and the soldiers did not hide; ; Wan Duanqi, invincible reason, the death of the country and the collapse of the people.Taking the lessons learned from the past, if we want to stabilize the Quartet today, we must raise troops.

The minister's virtue is thin and capable, and he flows among the people. In the early years, he learned from His Majesty's misjudgment, and received His Majesty's favor in the midst of adversity. He was disturbed and broken by the old system.Since I asked to join the army, I have made up my mind to solve my worries.Thanks to His Majesty's relief, I took the risk of changing the military system and repairing military use, so I was often criticized by the court. I knew that I was clear, so I didn't say much.However, foreign troubles are serious, and the barbarian enemy is strong. Since the reform of the military system a hundred years ago in Chijia, the military power has declined, and it is not clear whether it is superior or inferior.The minister worries and thinks day and night, and is willing to do his best to change the situation.

Looking at the stupid heart in the south, it is found that the savage lord Fu Xuan has long-term ambitions, and the minister has been fighting with King Yu for many years.To solve the root causes of these scourges, it is especially necessary to reorganize the military and capitalize on system reforms.The ministers and others have recently studied the division of the cavalry ranks, and plan to recruit new recruits to fill the ranks and change their appearance.

It has been more than a hundred years since our dynasty favored literature over martial arts, and military matters depend on the prosperity and decline of the country and the stability of the country, so it should be more important than martial arts, and it will last longer.

For those who are, please take the post of the commander of King Yuqi, revive the Chijia, and be the king of the country.

Kowtow to the Holy Judge.

At the end is the emperor's approval, with a short word "Zhun" scribbled on it.Fu Chen's eyes turned to the vermilion handwriting, and he suddenly saw the seal on the side:

Seal of Jia Ying

Fu Chen's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the memorial trembled uncontrollably.

The vermilion seal character like a trident seemed to be pierced with blood, dripping down his horrific memories.

He adjusted his sudden and chaotic breathing and fell to the ground.The cold ground spread the chilly temperature to his body, and Fu Chen looked down at the vermilion mark again.He picked up the long-forgotten memory in his mind, trying to find some traces again.

He was startled by an unbelievably bold idea, and while denying it, he looked at the inscription on the memorial in his hand.After being hysterical for a while, he shook his cold hands, his fingertips got saliva from his mouth, and wiped it on the seal on the memorial, scratching it randomly, his hands were stained with vermilion.

The fuzzy red traces intertwined with his memory, Fu Chen's heart twitched, and the distant stained red, scarlet red, dark red, and crimson red were blurred in large swaths of his mind, forming the image deep in his heart at this moment. The vortex dragged him deeper and further into the obscurity of death.

Fu Chen shook the memorial and the jade pendant that fell to the ground into his arms, and strode out of the tent, with a few pieces of crushed sawdust wrapped around his heart, and the faint sharp thorns stung him as if he had been stabbed. Ants eat.

He ran to the cang tree at the foot of the mountain that he saw just now, and this time he approached it closer, with the brown dirt bag and the silver warrior sword.

Fu Chen stepped forward regardless, and pulled out the sword he had just inserted himself. He slashed violently, trying to cut down the tip of the grave, but after a long time, the piled soil was stagnant due to rainwater The plug became stronger, and the blade got stuck in the mud, unable to advance or retreat.

Seeing this, he drew out his sword, and aimed at a crack made by the sword, he stretched out his hands to claw at the two sides, trying to pry open the grave with his hands.

With plain white hands, he was pawing hard at the earth and rocks that were naturally built above. The young man looked anxious, and his hands moved roughly.

"Heh..." the young man panted, and pushed his fingers downward.

In the early morning of the next day, Liao and Jiao led the main force of the army to attack the enemy camp in the east.

Speed ​​up the horse, and the sound of horseshoes kicking vigorously across the forest road.

"Wei Xu! You take the lead! Attack from the front!"

"Yes!"

The formation of the [-]-strong army is changing. A group of men and horses in the middle protrude forward and pull out from the formation. The rest of the brown-armored soldiers are arranged on both sides, and they are separated from each other. The hook on the tip of the instrument is exactly the pattern of the hook line.

Wei Xu galloped forward with his horse, the barbarian camp's limestone gate was silent, and no one was guarding him.

A soldier next to him followed closely, and said worriedly: "Brother Xu... Could this be an empty city plan? Could it be that the barbarians have already prepared to stay behind?"

Wei Xu's horse speed did not slow down, and he said disdainfully: "Whether he has an ambush or not! Today is a showdown with the barbarians! Get out of here if you are afraid!"

The soldiers next to them fell silent, and all the soldiers stepped through the gate of the barbarian camp together. This place is surrounded by high mountains, so although insects and birds are noisy, there is a strange silence.

"Why is there no one here?"

Wei Xu looked at the tent roofs that were standing sharply in place, frowned and said, "All of you, get off your horses and go over to see the situation!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

……

"Report to the general! There is no one in the tent!"

"Report to the general! There are no horses in the stables!"

"Report to the general! There are no weapons, clothing or food in the camp! It seems that the barbarians have left for a day or two..."

"Okay!" Wei Xu looked at the surrounding terrain again, and said, "Have you checked the mountains?"

"Return to the general, the terrain of this mountain is small, if there are a large number of troops hiding there must be traces, but here... there is really no trace..."

"There's no need to look for it! Return to the army!"

For a few sticks of incense, Liao Hui stared at the gate of the barbarian camp in front of him without moving.

Jiao Shiling said worriedly: "I just went in to attract a soldier, why haven't I come out for a long time?"

Tang Lan next to him continued: "Could it be that the barbarian army really set a trap inside? Why don't you mark it down and have a look?"

"Then why is there no sound of fighting?" Liao Hui was also suspicious, "Forget it, why don't I bring a group—"

While he was speaking, the sound of horseshoes that had been silenced a few moments ago sounded again. It was Wei Xu who was going to lead the troops first. He was still running fast, while the speed of the soldiers on both sides gradually slowed down, and they gradually fell behind.

"What's going on?" Liao Hui saw that he came back, there were no barbarians behind him, and there was a faint ominous guess.

"General, there are only empty tents left in the camp, and there are no people left." Wei Xu pursed his lips and said.

"How could this be?" Jiao Shiling interjected, "I didn't find any sign of the barbarian army withdrawing before..."

Wei Xu frowned, and said: "But there is no trace of anyone, and looking at the details of the camp, it's not like he left for a day or two."

Tang Lan looked at the mountains on the back of the camp in the distance, and said: "This is close to the mountain branch of the Nanman clan. Maybe they just escaped from the mountains because of the fact that the barbarians deliberately hid themselves from the mountains a few days ago. Brothers who came to investigate outside the camp."

"Tang Lan is right," Jiao Shiling nodded, "Old Liao... we can only withdraw our troops now."

Liao Hui's face was ugly, and he frowned and shouted back: "Withdraw the troops!"

On the outskirts of Tongcheng, under an ancient tree.

A young man knelt in the depression, his hands were covered with putrid mud, and he continued to scrape away in both directions.

The unspeakable stench became stronger, and the faster Fu Chen grasped it, he picked out the layer of hardened mud on top, and a swollen corpse gradually appeared, with dirty green dead skin and shrunken blood vessels under the flesh.Fu Chen saw his thickened lips and slightly dry tongue, even though he was used to seeing dead people and blood on the battlefield, he still couldn't help but flinch violently, panic and panic shot at him one after another at this moment Come, his pale complexion also turned green under the shade of the trees, and the little light and shadow shook his mind.

Fu Chen seemed to be choked by the throat. He didn't know whether it was the unspeakable smell of corpses or this lifeless person. He knelt down in place and took a few breaths. Looking around, he realized what he had been doing all night. something.

Fu Chen propped his body on the ground with his arms, knelt on his stomach, moved two steps slowly, and then approached this person.

He reached down tremblingly with his hands, and the mud and blood on his fingertips were mixed.

Three inches below the navel, there is nothing.

A drop of mud splashed on the young man's cheek stirred gently.

Occasionally, there was a "ho ho" smile that could not sleep on the ground, and the voice was dark and continuous, and then it melted into the mud.

When the sound faded away, the ants and insects returned to their nests, and the earth returned to silence.

The wind blew and swayed, just letting in the red sun outside the treetops, and it was blazing.

The young man raised his head and stared straight at the red light covering the sky in the blue sky, with two scorching fires in his pupils.

According to historical records: In the 33rd year of Yanmin Emperor Xisheng, in the winter moon, Di Nachen said that wine and wine were first discussed, and public farms were set up on the border, and the wasteland was kept in cages.In the next month, the Nanman withdrew its troops, the two armies stopped resting, and it rained for ten days.The military battle took a long time, but the riots in the southern barbarians were temporarily put down.The emperor was shocked to hear that the favored eunuch Jia's family had died in Tongcheng. He was deeply saddened.