How to Survive As a Villain

In the middle of the night, the battle flag roared fiercely in the bitter cold wind, and the seemingly thin military tents were stationed together, as if they could be overturned by the strong wind at any time.

In the military tent of Nanyan Kingdom, melodious flute sounds came out from the tent, as if they were telling the secret hidden deep in the bottom of the Baizhang ice, and then dense cobweb cracks suddenly appeared on the ice surface, and the sound of the flute suddenly broke. .

Yan Heqing frowned and took down the jade flute from his lips, held it in his hand and inspected it carefully, being careful and cherishing

The curtain of the military tent was raised, and a middle-aged man in a war robe walked in with his hands behind his back. He was full of beards and majestic. All the vicissitudes of life in the world.

Yan Heqing quickly half-covered the flute with his sleeve, stood up and respectfully said, "Uncle."

Xue Yan looked at Yan Heqing, and said in a deep voice: "Recently, you have won successive battles, and you have worked hard. Rest early and recharge your batteries."

Yan Heqing replied, "Thank you uncle."

Xue Yan stretched out his hand to pat Yan Heqing's shoulder, and his eyes fell on the jade flute in his hand. The corners of Xue Yan's mouth curled down, and his gaze became more severe: "He Qing, think about your father and mother, and think about the people and soldiers of Nanyan Kingdom. Mo Forget family and country feud

Yan Heqing lowered his eyes, and gradually clenched the hand holding the flute: "Yan Heqing understands."

Xue Yan looked at Yan Heqing with three points of kindness and seven points of sternness in his eyes.

Just like all parents, even if the child has already established a family, and has solved one thing on his own, in their eyes, the child is still a child.

The same is true for Yan Heqing for Xue Yan.

Xue Yan remembered that when Yan Heqing was a child, the other princes of Nanyan Kingdom were still shaking their heads and reciting ancient words to grab the favor of their father and queen mother, but he was the only one who asked himself with the book of war: "Uncle, the four-divided world will eventually usher in turmoil , Does the Nanyan Kingdom have the troops to fight against it?"

At that time, the young man's eyes were filled with stars, the heavens, and the dawn of life under the vast sky.

Xue Yan saw the extraordinaryness of Yan Heqing very early on. He knew that Nanyan Kingdom would usher in a different glory under Yan Heqing's hands, but he never expected that Nanyan Kingdom would also experience the near-destruction of the country. A disaster.

The Southern Expedition from the Northern Kingdom almost wiped out the entire royal family surnamed Yan, and the land was also divided up by the Soochow Kingdom who took advantage of the fire. Xue Yan finally rescued Yan Heqing from the Northern Kingdom after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers.

The once young man faded away all his innocence and innocence during the ordeal, and forbeared the anger of hatred in his deep eyes. That was what Xue Yan wanted to see from Yan Heqing, and that was the will to shake the world.

But that trace of anger seems to be mixed with other emotions, like a clear spring in the long yellow sand, like a narrow boat in the vast sea, like a faint hope in a desperate situation, but it can only arouse deeper despair in the heart.

Yan Heqing had been hiding that trace of emotion so well that Xue Yan couldn't see it or figure it out.

Xue Yan looked at the jade flute in Yan Heqing's hand, and the questioning words rolled back and forth on the lips of his throat. After all, he still didn't ask. He nodded sullenly and turned around to leave the military tent, when suddenly a soldier came to report outside the door.

"Report! General Xue, Prince Yan, we found a surprise attack from the northern army in the west!"

"What?" Xue Yan frowned, "Now? How many people?"

"Back to the general, the wind and snow are too heavy to see clearly, but there should be about ten thousand people listening to the sound!"

Xue Yan nodded: "I didn't expect them to have such energy. It's okay, since they are overthinking their capabilities, then let's break through in one fell swoop. He Qing, you lead the army to defend against the enemy."

Yan Heqing nodded and stood up, put the flute in the wooden box and put it away. Turning around, he accidentally bumped into the military book beside the table. The move is full of God's will.

Yan Heqing reached out to pick up the military book, and suddenly his heart seemed to be tightly grasped. He took two deep breaths, looked at the military book with the word "grain" written in front of him, raised his head and frowned and asked the soldiers: "Where is the granary in our barracks?"

"Go back to the prince, it's in the east."

Yan Heqing stretched out his hand and slowly closed the book of war, an inch of ruthlessness and clarity flashed across his deep, dark eyes that could not see the bottom.

"General Nie, the enemy did not come out to fight."

Hearing the subordinate's report, Nie Er's face turned blue, and he began to curse: "Grandma, are you all fucking bastards? You're all fucking at the gate of their barracks, and you still won't come out? You thief!!"

Although the scolding was full of momentum, Nie Er was uneasy in his heart. The enemy army of Nanyan Kingdom didn't bother to come out to fight, and his actions could not distract their strength and attention. The robbery of food was extremely dangerous!

Nie Er's Adam's apple was rolling up and down, holding the horse's reins tightly in his hand. It was obviously a severe cold day, and thin beads of sweat were secreting from his forehead. He said, "Let's fight over."

"General Nie?! We only have 1000 people!" The subordinate's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Hitting the past means that there is no possibility of retreating and escaping.

But if they don't attract their attention, this battle may fail. When the time comes, the Southern Yan Kingdom will attack the city in one fell swoop. How will the hungry soldiers of the Northern Kingdom fight?Once the city gate is broken, the frontier of the Northern Kingdom can only be handed over to others, and the land of the Northern Kingdom can only be trampled upon!

Nie Er took a deep breath, the wind was blowing like a knife, he roared: "Hit over!"

At this time, Yan Heqing was standing in front of the barracks. He was wearing silver armor with a white feather crown, a mirror on his chest, and a long sword with him. He turned around and asked the soldiers: "Has General Xue led his troops to the grain store?"

The soldiers reported loudly: "Yes!"

The corner of Yan Heqing's mouth slowly curled up into a cold smile, he got on his horse and said coldly to the soldiers: "Okay, I will fight head-on, and you lead the troops to cut off their rear."

The armies and horses of the two sides quickly confronted each other, but the Northern Kingdom only had a thousand soldiers, how could it be possible to defeat the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Southern Yan Kingdom?

After a few rounds, Nie Er was chopped off by Yan Heqing. Yan Heqing stepped on him, just like he stepped on himself back then, and without hesitation, Yan Heqing chopped off Nie Er's left arm with his sword.

Nie Er covered his arms and howled miserably, then laughed, his voice was almost distorted by the pain, and he cursed: "Yan Heqing, do you hate it? Hate the torture I gave you when I escorted you to the North Kingdom? Yes, You can take revenge now, but don’t forget, you have indeed been a dog of the Northland, no, you are a dog of the Northland..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Heqing cut his throat with a sword expressionlessly. Nie Er could no longer make a sound, and every time he took a breath, his entire throat was bleeding, which looked extremely terrifying. He was beaten like a dog. Yan Heqing stepped on the soles of his feet, twisted his body and crawled on the ground.

Nie Er struggled to raise his head and looked to the east, as if he wanted to know if Li Wuding was going well, but he couldn't see anything, the world was vast, and only the white snow fell in his eyes, and his eyes gradually dimmed. It declares that the hatred of the country and the hatred of the family has deepened.