A few days later, the spies who stayed in Weichuan came to report that it was Beixia’s cavalry who had also explored the terrain of Weichuan.
We chose Weichuan for the first war, which was actually quite a gentleman's act.
It is true that Nanxia occupies the high ground, which can relieve the pressure of the cavalry charge. However, this is an open plain after all. Compared with the rugged mountains that hurt horses' hoofs the most, it is very beneficial to the attack of Beixia. No loss.
And Weichuan is a very important location.
In the battle between North and South Xia that year, Bei Xia pushed forward the fronts layer by layer, and finally ended in Changyang City, and Ming Jin retreated.
As for Weichuan, it is five miles away from Jibeiguan. It is said that if you dig down from the ground of Weichuan, you can see black bloodstains within ten feet. It is the relic of the battle between the north and the south in the summer.
No matter what the result is, after this gentleman's battle, Nanbeixia will be completely torn apart. On the battlefield, it is a common thing to win a big victory and return, but it is rare to die and then be reborn. Therefore, in the battle of Weichuan, you can only win, not defeat.
The army camped in the northern city.
The yellow sand desert is full of dust, and when the sun sets, there is no limit. The 100,000 Iron Armored Army of Beicheng was rejected, and no sound of frolic was heard so far.
The ditches outside the city that blocked the cavalry, the brittle bristle of the city wall, and the observation deck at the top of the city that could see the scene ten miles away, have all been properly repaired.
The rest of the Zhenyuan and Anning passes on the north-south border have also all entered a state of preparation, and are ready to prepare for the Northern Xia Cavalry.
In the whole city, the only people who are relaxed may be Lingsu and Qinglu.
Qinglu was punished by Lingsu because of his improper posture and not conforming to the appearance of the disciples of Jiange, with a bronze jue on his head, one on each shoulder, and one on each palm. The jue was filled with water, three Within an hour, no drop of water should leak out.
Jiange believes that the highest realm of sword cultivation is that the sword is like a man, and the man is like a sword. A person's posture and body must be as sharp and straight as a sword in his hand, to be considered qualified. Lin Shu was trained in this manner by his master when he was a child, but he His figure has never been frivolous, so he didn't suffer from it, and he didn't spill a drop of water. The master looked left and right, tsk tsk amazed, and never asked for this aspect again.
In line with the master's concern for his apprentice, when Lin Shu went out, he saw Qing Lu's life-threatening scene. He wanted to rescue him, but when he thought that this was the rule of the sword pavilion, it was not implemented, and Qing Lu continued to stand.
At dusk, Lin Shu stands on the city wall.
There was a layer of barrier around him, Xiao Shao came over, the black robe was bloody, and it was close to a demon.
Lin Shu looked at his eyebrows, still impeccably good-looking facial features, originally when Gao Hua was expressionless, as cold as snow on the top of the clouds, and when he was gentle, like flowers that covered the sky in late spring, but at this time, because of the dark pair of black without any luster. The pupils of his eyes were stern and chilling, and the hostility around him almost turned into a substance.
Lin Shu gently held his hand.
He knew that in a place like Beibeiguan, the city walls were splattered with blood, and the moat was filled with corpses. Due to the war and the many casualties in the past, the accumulated grievances were strong to a certain level, not to mention the fact that there were soldiers fighting. gas. Xie Zishe, who has always loved only the classics of the saints, but not the poetry and songs, is standing on the wall today, staring at the yellow sand wilderness, breaking his halberd and breaking his sword, and chanted the words of his predecessors, "I came to the battlefield again, but no one returned." It is inevitable that Xiao Shao will be influenced.
Xiao Shao looked into the distance: "Sometimes I feel that the body of resentment, hate the world, hate people, sooner or later take the killing as pleasure, there will be a day out of control. I don't know who can kill me at that time to make peace."
"No one can kill you." Lin Shu said.
"Huh?" Xiao Shao raised his eyebrows: "What should we do then?"
Before Lin Shu could speak, he took out an embroidery kit and asked Lin Shu, "What about yours?"
Lin Shu tilted his head, remembering that the two of them tied their hair in Beixia many years ago, and the cut hair was divided into two bags.
He took out his own.
Xiao Shao took it from him and exchanged his own for him.
Then he took the gift bag of Lin Shu and put it close to him: "Leave a thought. When you are about to lose control, I will miss you."
Lin Shu silently put away the one that originally belonged to Xiao Shao.
Xiao Shao probably felt that his actions were too understated, and he did not express his concern verbally, and said, "Isn't Xianjun worried about me at all?"
Don't call Xianjun.
Lin Shu has almost formed a conditioned reflex now, and when he hears the word Xianjun, his mind is a little unclear.
Recently, Xiao Shao occasionally called him Xianjun under the bed. According to the person himself, this is the performance of wanting to be close to Xianjun all the time.
Sure enough, Xiao Shao stroked his side face with his right hand, tugging up a strand of his hair inexplicably, and put it in his hand to look at it.
His eyes were heavy, a little displeased, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Lin Shu defended: "I have concerns."
Xiao Shao wrapped the strand of hair around his slender fingers: "I didn't see it."
Lin Shu lowered his eyes, and after a long time, he said, "...but I'm not very worried."
Xiao Shao: "... huh?"
"I think..." Lin Shu thought about his words: "You won't get out of control."
Xiao Shao smiled lightly: "How do you say?"
"I don't know how to say it." This man's too enchanting appearance, and the overly powerful presence around him formed some kind of oppression, which made Lin Shu breathless. Flying the battle flag, I feel a little lost.
After a long time, he said: "I know... the world's desires are hard to satisfy. Others go to war to expand their territory, and then sit on the world. But you are not like them."
Xiao Shao tilted his head.
Lin Shu lightly touched the back of his hand to appease the chicken cub who was on the fringe at this moment.
"I read in the ancient book that 'the first to know the soldier is the weapon, and the sage used it as a last resort'," Lin Shu said slowly, "I think you must know this."
"You suffer from the grievances of heaven and earth, and you have an unparalleled cultivation base in the world. In the future on the battlefield, when you are happy because of killing, you must remember..."
As he spoke, he turned Xiao Shao's hand and wrote four words on his palm.
Stop, Ge, Wei, Wu.
"I know that Xiao Shao provoked this war to keep the world free from war. Xiao Shao killed people in this war to save more people from being killed." Lin Shu said, his throat was a little stiff: " If he is fascinated by resentment, slaughtered, and abandons his original intention, Lin Shu will use his life's strength to find a way to kill him."
Xiao Shao did not speak.
After a pause, Lin Shu continued: "Kill him, not because Lin Shu can't tolerate what he did, but... Xiao Shao himself does not want to be that kind of person."
Having said this, he looked up at Xiao Shao: "And the reason why he is not worried is because Lin Shu has known Xiao Shao for many years. This person, who decides not to do it, will never do it, and he will do everything he wants to do. will do it, without exception.”
He and Xiao Shao met eyes.
Xiao Shao was looking at him, looking straight and focused.
He felt a little overwhelmed, the words just now could be said to be the longest sentence he had ever said in his life, and he also used all his rhetorical skills in his life.
The strand of his hair, the strand that was entangled between Xiao Shao's fingers, was gently lifted up.
Xiao Shao lowered his head and kissed it gently.
Lin Shu reached out and wanted to touch Xiao Shao's cheek.
The next moment, he was embraced by Xiao Shao in his arms.
hold tightly.
No one spoke.
Lin Shu could feel his heartbeat.
Xiao Shao is taller than him, with strong arms and chest, but he is often slightly weak because of the aggressiveness of this person's breath and movements.
This kind of feeling often makes him feel like a vine attached to a tree - in fact, it is true, whether it is Xiao Shao or Ling Fengxiao, he is the one being raised.
But sometimes, he felt that he was the root system of the tree that stretched to the ground, and that he had to use himself to absorb some of the nutrients necessary for survival.
Like now.
He clearly realized that Xiao Shao needed him so much.
His eyes were blurry.
He didn't know why everyone outside didn't understand the real Xiao Shao.
Obviously, this is a very understanding person.
Even someone who hasn't grown up yet.
He has the best cultivation in the world, the realm of the gods on land, and the grand plans and dominance.
He has no desire, but just wants to clean up the old mountains and rivers that are kind to him, and then go back to the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.
But others want him to build a legacy.
Lin Shu stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around Xiao Shao's shoulders.
he asked himself.
how about you
Do you want him to do what he wants, or do you want him to live
He thought about it a lot, and finally told himself that Xiao Shao wanted to be fine.
Other, nothing.
"I..." He heard Xiao Shao's voice: "Actually, I didn't think about it that much."
"I know." Lin Shu said, "I didn't think about it that much."
Xiao Shao made an "um".
"When the two armies fight and fight against each other, it is considered a victory. If I can win like this, I will rule the world, which is justifiable." Xiao Shao said: "But I think, this way, I don't know how long it will take... If I fight alone Thousands of troops, so what will happen?"
Lin Shu said, "It's fine if you want."
Then Xiao Shao laughed, hugged him, and stopped talking.
I don't know how long they held each other, but when they separated, Lin Shu looked up at Xiao Shao, and saw that his eyes were gentle, vaguely returning to the way he used to be in the Peach Blossom Spring.
Suddenly, Xiao Shao frowned slightly.
"You're crying," he said.
Lin Shu was at a loss, touched his cheek, and met two lines of tears that were falling down, still warm.
He consciously felt that there were no waves in his heart, and he didn't know why the tears fell.
Xiao Shao said some more tweets: "Seeing you cry, it hurts me too."
For this kind of words, Lin Shu is in the left ear and out in the right ear, and does not intend to pay attention to him. He turned around not to look at Xiao Shao, but at Weichuan in the distance. He didn't know how many times he made me cry when he said something about you.
The red shadow flickered behind him, and with the sound of swaying, the eldest lady appeared and hugged him from behind.
This person is extremely cunning, and knows that using the eldest lady's body will be more beautiful and moving, and it is more convenient to show weakness without any scruples.
Lin Shu and the eldest lady played with each other for a while, and then stared into the distance together in a daze.
Looking at it, I saw a black line in the distance in the distance.
The horns of the towers rang in unison, and the solemn tones were breathtaking.
The eldest lady led Lin Shu to jump up and down, and came to Weichuan's tent.
The spies flew in batches to report.
It is said that there are 200,000 horses and 100,000 cavalry in Northern Xia.
He also said that the cavalry will arrive at the front line in half an hour.
He also said that the Northern Xia Crown Prince went to work in person, and his morale was boosted.
The battle-hardened old general raised his eyebrows and ordered quickly, and the defenders of Weichuan formed a flying dragon-winged formation to confront the Northern Xia cavalry.
The commander of the letter said: "Yes!"
Immediately, he opened the commander's tent and wanted to send orders, and then used the marching horn to order the whole army.
But seeing Ling Fengxiao take a step forward: "Hold on."
The old general stepped out of the commanding tent: "Your Highness, the situation is urgent, do not delay!"
Ling Fengxiao didn't seem to have heard it: "Pass my order, keep the troops and don't move."
The old general: "This... is absolutely impossible! Quickly knot the flying dragon wing array!"
Ling Fengxiao slammed the tiger talisman on the case: "The tiger talisman is here, the three armies will obey."
The old general's eyes were splitting: "... Your Highness!"
No matter how uncomfortable the soldiers were, they had no choice but to follow His Highness Fengyang's orders to send orders to the three armies and keep the soldiers still.
At this time, the Beixia army was pressing down on the realm, and from a distance, it was like a black cloud pressing down on the city.
Tens of thousands of soldiers rioted.
The hooves of the horses trod, and the earth shook.
The sky and the earth are vast, and between the four fields and six closes, I saw a red dress slowly advancing.
The black fog dissipated, and the Wugui Dao appeared in Ling Fengxiao's hand.
Over the past few days, every time Lin Shu saw Wu Wu, it was a little bit different than the last time. Up to now, the whole body is dark, surrounded by blood mist, and the blood is flowing, the evil energy is like a real body, and the whole knife is like an ancient evil beast in the abyss, which makes people terrified.
Whenever anyone who cultivates immortals sees it, they will be afraid that they will go crazy because of this evil spirit.
But Ling Fengxiao, who was with it day and night, was still business as usual.
Today, Lin Shu finally understands that the reason why Ling Fengxiao was able to hold down this demon saber "with no guilt" is because he has acted in his whole life, and he has truly had a clear conscience.
The sound of hoofs grew louder.
There are 200,000 soldiers and horses under the black pressure, and there are countless wizards and living corpses, like a dark torrent, galloping and galloping.
There was an unbreakable phalanx at the rear guarding Beixia's coach Xiao Xuan.
And Ling Fengxiao dressed in red to hunt and hunt alone in this ancient wasteland.
Lin Shu heard the old general stunned and said: "This... a man's arm is a car!"
The old general looked at Lin Shu again: "Pavilion Master, stop her quickly!"
Lin Shu didn't respond.
He just looked at this scene, and there was only this scene in his eyes.
On this day, thousands of troops avoided the red robes.
The author has something to say: Xiao Xuan: I fuck.
The last sentence was translated from a sentence from the Southern and Northern Dynasties that could not be traced to the exact source: "Famous teachers and generals should not work by themselves, and thousands of troops should avoid white robes."