On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

Still far away, Mo Er heard the soldiers shouting.

Walking in and seeing, people from both parties blushed, and almost didn't copy the guy.

Even when he saw Xixian, he didn't stop.

"Stop!" Mo Er shouted, his uncontrollable anger swept over the soldiers present, he grabbed the sword worn by the nearest soldier's waist, and threw it on the ground, the group of people in front of him made him angry They didn't fight anywhere, and said in a vicious voice: "It's the autumn of life and death, the enemy has already approached the city, you still have the mind to fight, and your hearts are too big."

"They were the ones who made the move first." It started with one person, and the others pushed away the responsibility one after another, saying that the other party made the move first. Seeing that the two parties were red-eyed again, and even drew knives one after another, it seemed that they were going to fight again. Swords face each other.

Mo Er hated that iron cannot be made into steel. He scanned all the people present, and was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

And Xixian, who was still silent at the side, suddenly said, "I don't care who gets the shot first, I just want to ask you, Xisheng, what are the rules in the camp?"

There were nearly 2000 people who retreated from Hezhou and followed Xixian back to the city. They formed a battalion, and the [-] private soldiers provided by Lao Guogongmen were divided into three battalions.

Xisheng is the cousin of Xixian Yuanfang, who happens to be the commander of these 2000 people.

The people cleaning the house are arrogant, they look down on the other three battalions, they think they are all worthless, all of them are soft, and they are useless except for running away.

And the soldiers of the Mo family felt that Xi's family looked down on people, and they were defeated remnants and defeated generals, all of them with their tails up in the sky.

It is not that the washing display has not been adjusted, but it is not very useful.

These two groups of people were subdued on the surface, but they kept making small moves under their hands, which made him hard to guard against.

Especially for Xisheng, he himself has no position to challenge. Let alone the previous years, if Xisheng hadn't forcibly pulled him out of the three armies, he would have been cold for more than ten years now. Secondly, Xisheng has always been his His father relied heavily on him, and his status in the Xi family army was very high, no less than that of a big son who couldn't support himself on the wall.

If Linglong were here, she might be more useful than him.

But right now he had no choice but to face Gang directly: "The two armies are about to fight, Xisheng, what crime should you have for disrupting the military supplies?"

Don't look at Xi's appearance is very strict, but he still has no bottom in his heart.

If Xisheng teases him, there is a great possibility that he will not be able to step down.

Xi Xian was also nervous, but he did not lose the battle. Xi Xian stared straight at Xi Sheng, like a sword with a sharp edge, unstoppable.

Xisheng is not tall, about seven feet, with a black face, sunken face and ink that is so thick that it cannot be melted, people can't tell the depth.

"Thirty whips according to military discipline." Xisheng bowed his head.

"Are you sure?" Xi Xian chased after the victory.

"recognize."

Mo Er suddenly took the words: "The two armies are about to start a war, and it is the time to employ people. Let's write down the punishment for washing the general first!"

Xixian didn't dare to really whip Xisheng's people, and Xisheng fell, not to mention whether the two thousand soldiers of Xi's family had a commander, the lack of vanguards in the confrontation between the two armies was enough to give him a headache.

Mo Er revealed his words at the right time, which just gave Xi Xian room for maneuver.

"Cover, cover!"

The soldiers of the Mo family couldn't see it, and they all shouted.

The defense of the city is imminent, the most important thing is not to chill the soldiers' hearts.

At this moment, Mo Er was lifted up to a high platform, neither up nor down.

"Everyone, the Daliang Army is just under the city. Do you still want to fight for this breath? You have thought about what to do if the city is destroyed, wives and children. You know that Wutong was slaughtered, blood flowed like a river, and the moat was filled with corpses. Have you ever thought that if the city of Panyu is destroyed, there will be your wives, children, parents, and even neighbors in the sea of ​​corpses."

Mo Er's words are reasonable and touching, but the old grievances of the Mo Xi family can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

All have the same goal, even if the Tao is the same, it does not prevent them from being hostile to each other.

"If you say a thousand things and ten thousand things, you are the ones who protect the family."

Judging by the other party's attire, he should be regarded as a small leader.

A very young face, seventeen or eighteen at most, with blue stubble growing on the corners of the mouth. It is the age when a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

"You are?" Mo Er likes aggressive and brave young people, but he doesn't appreciate reckless young people, so that the smile on his face is endlessly ironic.

"Don't predict."

The other party is obviously not afraid of anything.

"Don't you dare to say that?" Mo Er's surname is Mo anyway, and the soldiers of the Mo family will give him more or less face, and they don't speak harshly.

Mo Er laughed, raised his eyes and didn't even bother to give him a straight look.

"That's right, I'm protecting Xi's family. Don't forget, it's Xi's family who defended Hezhou with all their family members. You can have nearly ten years of respite. When your sisters are embroidering at home, the girl from Xi's family has already walked towards you." After leaving the battlefield, it’s hard to say that the Xijiaerlang who filled the moat can’t even get a word of protection.”

Xijia and Dongyue really complied with Xixian's words, they lived for war and died for war.

It's not just a cover-up that can be obliterated.

Washing the family is pride, but the most unyielding blood flows in the bones.

The young man was overwhelmed by Mo Er's aura, and he flinched a bit, but the young man's arrogance did not allow him to bow his head, he was afraid that he would look directly at Mo Er with the most fearless attitude of a martyr.

"So what? Didn't they still fail to defend Hezhou?"

Mo Er wanted to laugh, judging heroes by their success or failure is the behavior Mo Er despises the most, especially when he says that he sprinkles salt on other people’s wounds again and again, how refreshing and unconventional it is, the dying of a hero has become the biggest joke.

"In your opinion?" Mo Er asked back.

The tip of the needle is against the wheat awn, and no one will give in.

Unexpectedly, Xixian lowered his head.

He lifted the hem of his robe, knelt straight on the ground, stepped on the pride he had always relied on, and fell into the mortal world.

Mo Er couldn't think of what would be left without the proud Xi Xian.

He wanted to go up and pull it, but he seemed to be nailed in place, unable to move a step.

"Since Wutong was destroyed, Hezhou fell, and Panyu City was about to be destroyed, I would like to request you, even for the nearly [-] households in Panyu City, to put aside the hatred of the Ximo family and work together to defend against the enemy. "

At first, before Xi Xian moved, everyone was stunned.

Such a proud Xi family begged them, or knelt down and begged, not to mention it, the satisfaction in their hearts was enough to support them to death.

The incomparable house washing is also over.

Seeing that no one agreed, Xixian solemnly kowtowed three more times.

This time they were even more satisfied. They felt that they had pulled the incomparable Xi family down from the altar, and it was nothing more than passing on the miraculous Xi family.

Satisfied, they complied in a pretentious manner, in order to highlight their magnanimity.

It was still one person who spoke, and the others echoed.

"You will do the work of a dog and a horse, and you will do anything for the city of Panyu." Highlighting his heroic posture vividly and delicately.

Without Mo Erla, Xixian stood up by himself, and even dusted the dust pretendingly.

He pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but Mo Er still found out his flaws, remember to manage his body well when pretending next time, don't be so stiff when walking, and don't look so pale.

The most important thing is not to shake, people will find out.

Mo Er didn't know what posture he could use to meet Xi Xian, and Xi Xian didn't know what face he should use to meet Mo Er.

If he was comforted by him, it would be too embarrassing. If he didn't say anything, wouldn't his own sacrifice be wasted.

It was the first time that Zhenzhen learned about Linglong's heartache at sacrificing herself to protect the house and clean up the house. She was so embarrassing and disgusting that she even wanted to vomit out the overnight meal.

Mo Er didn't follow up with sharp eyesight, but let Xi Xian heave a sigh of relief.

The empty camp of the Chinese army made him feel at ease.

"I haven't seen you in a few months, but you've grown up a lot." When Mo Er came in, Xi Xian didn't know what he was thinking, with his eyelids drooping, sullen.

Xi Xian chuckled: "You don't need to comfort me, I know what I'm doing."

While speaking, he glanced up, the radiance in his eyes made Mo Er slightly taken aback.

Mo Er's words are not false.His words are true and come from the heart.

Washing Xian's kneeling had a remarkable effect. The vanity of the Mo family's soldiers was satisfied. On the contrary, it made them calm down a lot, and there were fewer thorns to provoke troubles. The relationship between the two parties was rarely maintained on the surface. peace.

It was night, and the news of the day had slipped around Panyu City.

When Linglong arrived, Xixian was checking the topographic map near Panyu City, and there was still his leftover dinner beside the desk.

This is the first time that the brother and sister have faced each other since the last time they parted ways.

The guards in front of the camp didn't stop Linglong, and hurriedly looked for Mo Er.

Mo Er was not worried about the two of them making a move, but after getting the news, he rushed over without delay.

Before he arrived at the tent, he heard the murmur of arguing inside.

Mo Er lifted the tent and walked in. The two immediately stopped talking and turned their heads one after the other. Two similar eyes stared at Mo Er with basically the same expression.

"Why are you arguing?" Mo Er pretended to be relaxed and asked, but he pretended not to care but was a little deliberate.

While kneading his temples, Xixian sighed, "Why can anyone come in?"

"If you think I'm troublesome, just say so. Why point at Sang and scold Huai." Linglong refused to budge, which made Mo Er more curious about what the two brothers and sisters were discussing.

Three people stood at the three corners of the tent, forming a stable triangle.

No one spoke, they were all busy.

Mo Er stared at Xixian, and Linglong also looked at him, but Xixian was leisurely, and after a few seconds, he was still lost in the sight of the two of them.

"Some family matters have little to do with you." This was said by Chong Moer.

No matter Zhong Wuyan, no matter Xia Yingchun.

Mo Er felt unexplainably awkward in his heart, held back his breath, turned around and went out the door.

"Will you not tell the second prince?" Linglong sneered.

Xixian didn't take it seriously, but looked at the direction Mo Er was leaving, and then said quietly after a long while: "So what can I tell him, since it's useless, why bother him."