The wind

Raised the flag.

Except for the colder day by day, there seems to be no change in the northern region.Li Yunjing sat on the horse and held the rein even tighter. His hands were a little numb, and there was something in his heart that made his heart ache.

In fact, Li Yunjing didn’t know how he recovered from the shock that night—after listening to Li Yanqing’s expression on his face, he personally dedicated himself and the son of the aunt to the first emperor for medicine, Li Yunjing’s heart There are only a few words that make him feel terrified: "It is useless to be blindly loyal."

You protect his country and country, but he wants your life.

Can this still be called Mingjun?

The son of the great general of Nine Frontiers, unexpectedly just disappeared.

Ridiculous, very ridiculous!Li Yunjing didn't know how to face Li Yanqing, didn't know how to face the next few battles, even when Qi Ji poked his spine and asked if he had kidney deficiency, Li Yunjing didn't recover.

Just when Li Yunjing doubted whether he could lead the army as a general, Li Yanqing asked him to guard a fortress, and sent his deputy Ma Zhen and five thousand elite soldiers to follow.But after that battle, it became more and more wrong. Although there were ambushes here, they were all easy-going soldiers and crab generals, and there was no tactical attack at all.He squinted at the lieutenant general Ma Shun beside him, but saw that the man remained calm, as usual.

"Adjutant Ma, does General Li need your support?"

"If you go back to the little general, General Li has his own decision, so you don't need to worry about it." Seeing that Ma Shuan's reply was smooth and flawless, Li Yunjing had no choice but to stay where he was.

After an unknown period of time, Li Yunjing suddenly felt a sharp pain somewhere in his heart. He suddenly remembered something, turned around and snatched the map from Ma Shun's hand, compared it under the sun, and poured some medicine.Before the map was completely dry, seeing Li Yunjing punching Ma Shun's face, Ma Shun was defenseless, blood gushed across his face in an instant.

"Why did you say you showed me a fake map?" Li Yunjing hoarsely grabbed Ma Shun's collar, "Who is it! Who taught you how to do it like this?"

Ma Shuan had no fear, facing the crazy and angry Li Yunjing, he was still abnormally calm, without even touching the blood on his face: "It's General Li's intention."

"You fucking grandma! My dad will kill me? Show me a fake map? Tell me to guard a place where thieves have long been abandoned? And the accompanying five..." Li Yunjing didn't continue, he suddenly Then I understood what was wrong.

He lowered his hands, and staggered a few steps: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Daddy..."

"Little general, yes, this battle is different. The southern kingdom will be defeated... the northern region will be lost." Ma Shun said, "The general has long suspected that the decision made by the central government was wrong, and should not ignore the front line to the west. This deployment of troops is very serious. No, a few nights ago he discovered that the barbarians had already formed an alliance, and their influence had penetrated into the court."

"General Li's death plan is delaying..."

"So he wants me to live alone? I will bear the name of a cowardly man all my life!" Li Yunjing's teeth were gritted by him, "He underestimated me too much! This general is Xiong Yuliang and Li Chuanjun! " Before the words fell, Li Yunjing turned on his horse, shouted loudly, and rode to the north.

"As a frontier man, you can only bleed, not cry, understand?" That was the last sentence Li Yanqing said to herself.

"Yes! Son, remember."

You see, how confused he is, he fell asleep and even forgot to call his father.

That's how it is, that's how it is.

He was ordered to go up to the north, wearing the wisdom that broke through Moling Mountain and lacked gold armor; he showed his talents to the fullest, collected the barbarians, and returned them all to the king.Forever seal the frontier.

Father, such a compliment is not worth mentioning.

But a few days ago, Li Yanqing visited the wounded and sick, looked at Qi Ji who was in a hurry, sighed secretly, but patted him on the back: "Ping Yong, if the situation is not good , You took the students from the Tai Hospital and withdrew together with the people in the city."

"General! Why did you say such a thing!" Qi Ji said, "Although a lowly position is not a general, when is it the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Li Yanqing smiled slightly: "You and I are friends who forget years, so naturally we are not that kind of person, it's not just in case..."

"The big battle is coming, why are you saying these depressing words again!" Qi Ji was full of anger, his expression was full of hatred, as if he had just come down from the battlefield, wearing a bloody coat, holding a human head, and strode into the tent to ask for rewards, "General Zhu Let the flag fly to victory! May Shen Feng stay calm! Protect our southern country!"

At that time, Li Yanqing just smiled and didn't say much, Li Yunjing only felt that he disdained those flattery words that swayed the drums and shouted the flags.He does not want to be the general of the arrogant soldiers.

No, he knew the date of his own death.

Telling those secrets to himself was just to distract himself, or Li Yanqing was confessing his last words, he was afraid that these things would not reappear in the world after his death.

"Father!" Li Yunjing's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed into the crowd, pretending not to see those knives, swords and trees, killing anyone he saw, and stabbing a horse whenever he saw it.

Li Yunjing picked it up, and threw it flatly at one person. The person stopped on the other person like a painting, and when he landed, he sprayed blood from his mouth, and he was already dead.

Even though Li Yunjing was so brave, he still couldn't stand the crowd tactics, but after a few rounds, he fell under the horse's hoof.

……

It's just sacrificing one's life, what's so difficult, Li Yanqing said in her heart, this life is just like that.

Covering up my tears this time is also... avoided.

Li Yanqing had already been stabbed many times, and he couldn't feel the pain.

He stepped on the dead body and headed south, followed by people from some tribe in Beidi, who were several battles away from him, they did not dare to rush forward—it was not because Li Yanqing was so exhausted that he continued to kill Five people, but Li Yanqing's head, which is somewhat valuable.

Some are too expensive.

"My lord, the redeemer is incompetent, and the minister... must have tried his best." Li Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly knelt down towards the capital.

Born with Chinese bones, he will not kneel down to the northern barbarians; he will be tempered by rivers and mountains, and he will not regret it until he dies.

"Yi'er, father has never had the slightest disagreement with Nanguo and the Holy Master." This title was forced on you by father, father knows, and father said sorry to you.It's my father's fault for burdening you too much.

May God bless my heir and bless my son.

"Chanjuan, just wait for me, then... come to accompany you..." Li Yanqing closed her eyes, he was a little tired, he should be really tired.

He saw You Chanjuan waving to him, that person was holding a Qingluo painting fan, smiling eye-catchingly, leaning on the railing against the spring breeze, just like when they first met.

He has worn hairpin tassels for many generations, he is proficient in bowing horses, and he is proficient in strategy. He is Yan Qing of the Li family.

No one mentions Li Yanqing's name in later history books. His name is too heavy and heavy.

Teach people to stop breathing, and teach people to cry out.

……

With a long mourning, all the black crows came, and from then on... the gods and Huaxuan, there is no more peaceful moon.

It's all over, it's all over.

Five of the seven orifices of Li Yun's meridian have no sense, and his two ears amplified the sound of his heartbeat several times. He hoped that he would be surprised, but it was Nan Ke Yimeng.

"You...cough cough...but come to take my...head?" Li Yunjing spoke with difficulty, breathing weakly.

Huo Qichi had only met Li Yunjing once, but because of this side, he fell over and over again: "Take your egg, which fucking eye of yours sees that I like to take advantage of others?"

"My head...but it's very valuable..." Li Yunjing smiled. He felt that Huo Qichi's face was a little close to him, but it was also very far away. ...a few beautiful ladies..."

"Old man, hey." Huo Qichi choked, "I have never been defeated in my life, and even the little thief who made the sword would call Grandpa Huo in front of me. How many sins have I suffered, just killing you like this is so fucking aggrieved."

"The temperament is still...so...vulgar, ahem, in the future...in the future, it will be...difficult to teach..."

Can't bear the antecedents, all the differences, can you afford it?

Huo Qichi, can you afford it?

The author has something to say: The follow-up story of Li Yunjing and Huo Daxia will also be seen in "Crossing the River Cloud"~