The boss always wants to kill me

The desolate and desolate mountains are numerous, dragging the bleak Gobi, and the yellow sand is rolling up, covering the camps stationed in it.

After a fierce battle and victory, the whole army celebrated with joy, and all the wine and fat meat were served on the table, and all the soldiers were drunk in their dreams.

A young man in his early ten years was sitting at the general's second table, his porcelain-like white cheeks were incompatible with the strong blackness of the soldiers.He hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, and frowned to endure the smoky smell around him. After a drunk commander was helped out of his seat, he stood up and respectfully gave a military salute to the commander who had finished drinking another jar. The completely changed voice became clearer and clearer like a spring: "Grandfather, Yusun has not yet understood your strategy today, and wants to go back to the camp to study it."

"How many times have I said that there is no family relationship in the army, call me a general!" The commander yelled, and glanced at the young man with disgust. The young man was born with white skin and red lips, his eyes were crisp and dark green, and his eyebrows were slender. Let me put it bluntly, it is said that they are soldiers who are fighting, and they are more like girls in the boudoir. Most of the master's table is the descendants of the commander. The family is loyal to the army and has made continuous military achievements. They have not committed any crimes. .

The general hated it, and the rest of the people naturally didn't dare to show the young man a good face, but that face was really deceptive, and many people still looked sideways.

Lieutenant General Zhuang Ruo casually swept the young man from head to toe, picked up a jug of wine, and offered it to the coach: "It's such a good day, don't let this matter spoil your interest, just let him go."

The coach took the wine jar, took a sip, and put the porcelain jar on the table with a "boom", and the remaining half of the rough wine shook violently, and sprinkled it on the boy's slightly lenient military uniform: "Get out!"

The boy gave another clumsy military salute, and trotted away from the celebration field as if he had been granted an amnesty.

The lieutenant looked at it from a distance, and the corner of his mouth curled into a vulgar arc. He put down the wine jar, and licked his lips: "I'm going to the toilet."

Behind the tent with curtains connected, the young man sat down on a slightly higher ground, pulled out a piece of waxy withered grass and stirred it, and looked at the crude banquet not far away where the voices of people were boiling.

"Here it is." The lieutenant walked out from behind a tent calmly, and walked back and forth with a smile, "Every time you are reprimanded by your grandfather, you just hide here and toss in the weeds. If you really don't have the spirit of a soldier, it's no wonder your grandfather doesn't want to see you. "

"I... I'm just here for convenience." The young man suddenly got up and walked away as if he was running away.

The moment the two passed by, the deputy general suddenly reached out, grabbed the boy, slid down to the cuff, pushed up along the sleeve, and held the slender and tender wrist: "Li Qi, I don't think you should be a soldier anymore, I'll go and tell your grandfather, let him reward me with you."

"What are you doing!" The young man pressed the hand on his forearm, struggling to twist his shoulder, but he couldn't break free from the restraint, "I am a person, not a thing, how can I reward you."

"In the eyes of your grandfather, you probably don't even count as a thing." The lieutenant laughed almost morbidly, and with a push of his hand, he immediately brought the young man to the ground, leaned over, pushed him up, and grabbed both of the young man's hands with one hand. With the other hand, he untied the belt that was stained with the sand of the battlefield, and he wanted to do something wrong.

"Let me go!" The young man's eyes were red, he was frightened, his legs kicked wildly, and he kicked the lieutenant down.The lieutenant howled miserably, let go of the boy, covered his crotch, gasped, unable to swear, and fell back on the ground.

The young man ran away, turned around the camp, kept turning his head to watch carefully, but didn't notice a drunken person walking in front of him, bumped into him head-on, knocked his forehead on the solid armor, and was stunned for a moment, looked up, saw that it was the coach, immediately He breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how strict he is on weekdays, he is still a relative, and he will never abandon himself.

"Grandfather, the lieutenant general, the lieutenant general..." the young man gasped, holding the coach's hand.

"General!" The deputy general limped up after him, gritted his teeth and complained, "You have to make the decision for me! After Li Qi lured me to the account, he took the opportunity to lend me the position. I didn't want to do nothing, so he shot and hurt people, little brother!" At a young age, with a dirty mind, he is really the dregs of the army!"

"Grandfather, I didn't, it was he who wanted to treat me..."

Before the boy could finish his defense, the coach flew into a rage and slapped the boy hard on the face.

The young man staggered from being slapped, turned his face sideways, and almost fell to the ground, his ears buzzed, his nose became hot, he wiped his chest, and the back of his hand was stained with bright red blood: "Grandfather... I..."

"Throughout the ages, all beautiful women are disasters! You are a majestic man, and you are born with such an appearance, which will cause endless harm and ruin the reputation of my Li family!" The coach pronounced the trumped-up charges and put his hand to his waist.

"Grandfather..." The boy's eyes widened in disbelief, watching the half-hundred man who had never given him any tenderness since he was a child put his hand on the handle of the knife.

With a clank, the long knife came out of his body, leaving only scarlet in his sight.

The long grass is luxuriant, the reeds are swaying, at the end of the vast plain, under the continuous hills, there are gray-yellow camps stationed one after another, occupying a huge chassis, with a rough estimate of the scale, about tens of thousands of troops.

When the gust of wind hit, the banner with red background and yellow border was violently flying, and the character "中" on it was constantly twisted, and it looked like a criss-crossed concave and convex scars.

In the handsome camp, the young general was sitting on the rough bed, sweating all over his head, panting rapidly, the fear in the dream and the memories of the original body, and the previous scenes ravaged together, eroding his sanity, after a long while, The memories belonging to Li Qi have been sorted out - a lackluster general, who was forced by his grandfather to go out with the army when he was young, but he failed to hone the heroism that a soldier should have. On the battlefield.

He has no talent, is not welcomed by his relatives, and hates war. Only his soldiers are loyal to the Li family, so these people are left behind. This is Li Qi's current situation.

A wave of waves receded in my mind, and another wave surged up again, where did the white jade dagger come from, and why did they all want to kill him...

Cangbi's figure trembled slightly, and her middle clothes were swept away by the wind blowing into the curtain, making her thinner. She murmured: "Lu Jueping lied to me, and he wants to sacrifice me to heaven?"

Xiao Hei Ci remained silent for a moment, twisted Cang Bi's wrist, and was about to bite the bullet and say "yes", when a loud and clear report came from outside the tent.

The scouts broke open the curtains and rushed in, before the military salute could be done in time, and hurriedly said: "General, Yongwang Town, eighty miles to the northwest, has been attacked by the Huns!"