don't fight the general

There is an endless piece of yellow sand in front of him, and occasionally the wind blows, setting off bursts of dust, even if he stands here motionless, he will become ashamed in an instant.

Yan Jing fumbled in her arms for a long time, but found nothing. Finally, she gritted her teeth and tore off a large piece of fabric along the hem of her clothes, and tied the two ends behind her head to barely cover most of her face.Fortunately, because of the hot weather, although the clothes on his body look cumbersome, they are all high-quality silk and satin, which are light and thin, so that they won't be out of breath when covering his face, but the wind and sand are too big, Yan Jing still can't help coughing several times.

He raised his eyes and looked around, suddenly full of melancholy.

Who said that Yunzhou is the richest and most beautiful place outside the Great Wall, so may I ask, isn't the place where I am now not within the scope of Yunzhou?

It's unlucky to say, he just wanted to go out to hunt, who would have thought that he would end up in such a place where no shit.Realizing that he had gone the wrong way, Yan Jing immediately turned the horse's head and prepared to return the same way. Who would have thought that the old horse that knew the way in the steward's mouth would not only get lost, but would exhaust himself to death after only running for more than ten miles?

Yan Jing's going out today was just on a whim, and he only carried a long sword, a curved bow, and a quiver.He didn't expect to gain anything from himself, and he didn't plan to stay outside for too long. Except for a water bag, he didn't even have any food. Now he was trapped in this desert for no reason, and how to get out became a top priority.

While Yan Jing was thinking, a sudden wind and sand blew up. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and couldn't help but look around. He could only watch a horse team galloping towards him from a distance. There were more than ten people in this team, all wearing black The gown with small sleeves, and even the top horse are the same black.But only the leader, wearing a white robe and riding a white horse, with a cloak of the same color fluttering in the wind, took the lead and galloped in the direction of Yan Jing.

Yan Jing stood there in a daze, and couldn't help guessing the identities of these people in his mind. Before he could figure out why, the man in the white robe had already come to him, and before Yan Jing could ask, a white The tall figure jumped up from the horse, and the blade of the sword that was shining with cold light rolled up the wind and sand and pierced towards his face.

Yan Jing subconsciously grabbed the long sword hanging from the horse's corpse, barely blocking the fatal blow, and the two sharp blades collided with each other, making a harsh sound.The man's attack was extremely fierce, and Yan Jing was forced to take several steps back before barely standing still, but the next moment, the man had already turned around and attacked Yan Jing again.

It was only then that Yan Jing had the time to see this man's face. This man looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and his small face concealed a little greenness. His eyes were bright and clear, but full of chilling intentions. Jing was inexplicably chilled, and he blinked, always feeling that that face looked more or less familiar.

However, at this moment, he has no time to recall at all, because the young man in front of him made fierce and deadly moves.According to Yan Jing's three-legged cat kung fu, even if he is full of energy, he may not be his opponent, so how dare he be distracted in the slightest?

Yan Jing almost took out all the knowledge he had learned all his life at this moment, but although this young man looked young, he was very skilled in martial arts, and seemed to far surpass Yan Jing in terms of experience in fighting the enemy.However, after more than ten strokes, Yan Jing couldn't stand it anymore. A mistake, the opponent's sword had already come to his chest, and he hurriedly turned sideways to try to dodge the sword, but the opponent's sword was too fast, and it was too late to complete it. Dodging, the sharp blade slashed across Yan Jing's left arm, and blood gushed out immediately.

Yan Jing felt the pain coming from his left arm belatedly, and couldn't help but look down. At this moment, the long sword in the young man's hand reached Yan Jing's neck.

Yan Jing froze in place, he didn't even dare to lower his head, but turned his eyes cautiously to confirm the distance between the blade and his neck - if he couldn't help sneezing now, it would be very It is possible to stain the yellow sand with blood and die on the spot.

This kind of change was unexpected by Yan Jing anyway. He still doesn't know who this young man is, and why he fought without saying a word. He licked his chapped lips and reluctantly said: "Your Excellency What is the meaning of this?"

The man didn't answer Yan Jing's words, but just raised his wrist slightly, and sent the tip of the sword forward again, forcing Yan Jing to stand motionless, not daring to move any more.The young man's gaze stayed on Yan Jing's face that covered most of it, then turned to his left arm that was still bleeding, and finally, stopped on the long sword he was holding tightly in his right hand, and slightly raised his jaw.

Yan Jing opened his mouth, and finally let go of the fingers of his right hand gently, letting the long sword fall to the ground: "Actually, according to Your Excellency's skill, even if this sword is still in my hand, so what? But, now Your Excellency should rest assured Bar."

The boy lowered his eyes slightly, but didn't intend to answer.

At the moment when the two were fighting, the rest of the horse team had rushed over and surrounded the two of them. Everyone in the horse team seemed to be in high spirits, and the sword blades in their hands exuded a frightening glow. cold light.

Yan Jing stood there, looking at everyone calmly, but still couldn't identify the identities of these people.They were wearing identical black sleeved gowns. The gowns were simple in style, without any lines that could indicate their origins.On the contrary, their best horses, with shiny coats, are all high-quality Dawan horses, and ordinary people simply cannot afford to raise such a large number.

A man in black who looked about the same age as the boy in white robe got off his horse, glanced at Yan Jing, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and said: "The general is very skilled, and he will subdue this man in a short while." No, I don’t give the brothers a chance to make a move.”

"Late will change." The young man shook his head lightly, and glanced at Yan Jing as if warning, confirming that he dared not make any moves, and then asked the people around him: "Are you sure it's him?"

Hearing the words, the man also glanced at Yan Jing, and cupped his hands and replied: "General, according to our spies' report, after the spy made Yunzhou City, he headed towards the northwest direction. Let's hurry up when we get the news." In this vast sea of ​​sand, no one else was seen except him, and he should be the one who estimated the distance. Besides, the normal people in Yunzhou know that entering this sea of ​​sand is equivalent to leaving the state of Wei , if it wasn’t for some other purpose, who would run here.”

After listening to his words, the young man thought for a while, then nodded: "That's true."

Yan Jing listened to the conversation between these two people clearly, and from the meaning of their words, these two people should be Wei people like himself, counting according to the land boundary, plus their clothes and horses, these People should belong to the Northwest Garrison, but...they seem to regard themselves as someone else at the moment, he looked sideways slightly, and met the cold gaze of the young man...it seems that he is not a good person.

Yan Jing felt that she was really unlucky, but she encountered this situation when she wanted to go out for a stroll and hunt by the way.He could feel the pain in the wound on his left arm, and he could feel the blood still gushing from it without turning his head. He had never suffered such pain until today, and he could only cry out incessantly. He opened his mouth, and finally He bit the bullet and said: "Listen to the two of you, is there any misunderstanding?"

The young man in white robe still held the sword steadily, and the two of them were in a stalemate for a long time, his fingers did not tremble at all. He glanced at Yan Jing coldly, but it seemed as if he hadn't heard his words at all.But the other one said: "At this time, do you think you can escape by pretending to be stupid? In order to bring back the information about Yunzhou City, your people must have spent a lot of thought, but it's a pity that it fell to us." In your hand, let alone information, even if it is you, you will never want to go back. If you are sensible, I advise you to capture it with nothing, otherwise, our general's sword..."

When he said this, he snorted softly, and didn't continue anymore. Instead, he looked Yan Jing up and down, and suddenly took a few steps forward, walked straight in front of Yan Jing, stared at the cloth covering his face, and hummed softly: " If it wasn't for the ghosts in his heart, why would he be dressed like this."

When the words fell, he stretched out his hand and tore off the cloth, and Yan Jing's entire face that was originally covered was exposed immediately, but the instigator was the whole person who froze in place, staring at Yan Jing for a moment. After looking at his face for a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, turned to the white-robed general beside him, and said in a low voice: "General, you said that even if he finds a rich man in Yunzhou City to marry him, he can guarantee that he will have enough food and drink for the rest of his life." Worry, why can't I think about it and insist on giving it to the barbarians."

The distance between the three of them was very close. Although the voice of this person was not high, Yan Jing still heard it clearly, and his heart suddenly became very complicated.Since he was a child, he has seen countless times when others are stunned by his appearance, and he has heard all kinds of compliments, but this time he finds it unbearable. He intends to refute it, but... he Slightly lowering his eyes, he saw the gleaming sword blade on his neck, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips with humiliation.

The young man in white robe also frowned slightly when he heard the words, and couldn't help but turn his gaze to Yan Jing's face. There was a bit of surprise in his originally calm and indifferent eyes, but the hand holding the sword did not flinch in the slightest. One could even feel a stronger killing intent emanating from the blade.This surprised Yan Jing quite a bit. This boy is obviously not very old next year, but he has the chilling feeling of an old general who has fought for many years. His eyes were originally clear and bright, but when he looked over, it only made people feel An unwarranted chill.

Yan Jing couldn't help but licked his dry lips, and the timidity he had never had before made him almost tremble.He had an intuition that he should say something to justify at this moment, but his mind was already in a mess, and he didn't know how to speak for a while, and he was afraid that his words would not be easy, so he annoyed the person in front of him, and was stabbed to death here. In the vast sea of ​​sand.

While Yan Jing was hesitating, the man in black had come to his senses and looked at the young man in white again: "General, how should we deal with this man?"

The young man in white robe slowly retracted his gaze from Yan Jing's face, then turned his wrist, and the long sword turned and fell back into the sheath. He put his hands behind his back, swept his gaze across the desert, and said lightly: "It's far away from here." Beiliang is too close, and the night is long and dreamy, so take it back to the army first."

"Yes."