In the early morning of the next day, the two set off from Lingwu Villa and headed for the top of the mountain, followed by servants who prepared food and water for them.
Walking to the middle of the mountain, Feng Ye pulled out a leather rope from his collar. A small horn made of milky white animal bones was hung on the leather rope. It was only one finger long and extremely delicate. He held it between his lips, and luck sounded . The movement made by that little object was not small at all, sharp and ear-piercing, and immediately resounded through half of the valley.
Yan Sikong said: "Are you summoning the sealed soul?"
"Exactly." Feng Ye spread out his palm and looked at the horn, "This is made from a section of my nanny's leg bone, and I have carried it with me for many years."
"It's really a romantic relationship between you and the wolf clan."
"Our Feng family has worshiped wolves for generations. Wolves are loyal, aloof, tenacious, and powerful." Feng Ye said with a smile, "Wolf is our teacher."
After waiting for a while, I saw Feng Hun running out of the jungle, approaching, and could even feel the ground trembling slightly under my feet.
Yan Sikong found that he was not so afraid of Fenghun, probably because Fenghun no longer looked at him like a prey.
Two people and one wolf continued to walk up the mountain.
Yan Sikong asked casually: "How did it hurt its eyes?"
Feng Ye caressed Fenghun's back: "When we were young, we went to play in the mountains, and it was scratched by the black blind man in order to save me."
"Good at a glance, clear at a glance, and more focused."
Feng Ye grabbed the fur on Feng Hun's neck and said with a smile, "Hun'er, he praised you."
Feng Hun turned his head to look at Yan Sikong, then turned back and continued to walk with his head held high, Yan Sikong not only laughed.
The mountain is full of spring and scenery, the grass grows and warblers fly, the eyes are full of flowers, red willows and greenery, and the entrance is full of refreshing sweetness, which makes people feel good.
Feng Ye is like a child today, playing with Feng Hun, Yan Sikong can't help laughing, sometimes he feels that he is really taking advantage of the wind and warm sun to take friends for an outing, and temporarily forgets that his real purpose is to visit Jingshan big camp.
Feng Ye was tired from playing with Feng Hun, so he returned to Yan Sikong, his face was ruddy and full of vigor: "Are you tired?"
Yan Sikong smiled: "I'm not tired, but I think you are."
"I'm not tired." Feng Ye blinked, "If you feel tired, I can carry you."
"Do you regard me as a weak girl?"
"Of course not." Feng Ye bumped him with his shoulder, "I love you so much."
Yan Sikong ignored him.
"Feng Ye has already occupied this mountain, and this mountain is mine." Feng Ye said proudly, "Every plant and tree on this mountain belongs to Feng Ye, including you." He laughed and said, "You now Once you get to my mountain, stay here and be my lady in the village.”
Yan Sikong finally couldn't help but chuckle: "Stop making trouble. Let me ask you, if you really occupy the mountain as king, and there are powerful enemies outside, how should you deploy your troops?"
"Are you testing me?" Feng Ye raised his eyebrows.
"Yes."
Feng Ye smiled complacently: "If you are marching here, it should be surrounded by mountains and valleys. If you garrison here, you should regard it as a high place, but the main soldiers should not be concentrated in the camp, but a surprise soldier should be stationed on the short road, echoing from far and near, in case of siege. Never retreat."
"Okay." Yan Sikong pointed to the distance, "But look, the mountain pass here is strange. If you enter the mountain pass from the south, it just takes the shape of a courtyard. If you have to pass this place, what should you do?"
Feng Ye stood on a short rock, gazed into the distance for a while, then raised a small stone with his foot, held it firmly in his hand, and squatted down on the short rock to draw the terrain.
Yan Sikong stood aside, the more he looked at it, the more surprised he was. Feng Ye just watched for a moment, and he actually reproduced the terrain very well, even the proportions between the mountain and the road were almost the same.
After Feng Ye finished painting, he grinned: "You are a scholar who talks about war on paper, how dare you test me? Come, let me tell you. The shape of this courtyard is extremely dangerous. If you are ambushed here, you will die, but it is not impossible. Break..." He slowly explained his method of marching and deploying troops.
"... I think it's wrong. If the enemy lays an ambush here, they will charge you from head to tail and break them apart..."
"... The soldiers know that there is no way to retreat, and their morale will be strong. At this time, they will make a surprise attack with surprise troops and form a siege..."
Facing the rough and uneven stone, the two expressed their opinions and discussed wars. Yan Sikong reviewed countless papers and used troops conservatively. Restraining the heart of wild beasts, on the premise of not violating the universal law of war, dare to take risks. Although the two have the same views, their differences are not small.
Feng Hun watched for a while, and finally just lay down on the ground in boredom and fell asleep.
The two of them debated until noon, their mouths were dry, and the accompanying attendants came up to ask them if they wanted lunch, and they stopped.
The stone had been scratched out of shape, and the two looked at each other and smiled. Although neither of them could convince the other, it was refreshing to be able to have such a lively discussion with a bosom friend.
Yan Sikong said helplessly: "I didn't feel tired when I climbed the mountain, but I was tired after chattering for an hour."
"You deserve it." Feng Ye urged, "Hurry up and eat."
The attendant had already set up the low table, although this place is in the wild, the dishes are still exquisite, both of them were very hungry, they started to feast on it.
Yan Sikong asked suddenly: "Do you still keep the military book I gave you?"
Feng Ye paused, then looked at him with a smile: "You finally remembered to ask me, I thought you had forgotten all about it."
"I wrote the annotations in that military book word by word. It took a lot of effort. How could I forget it?"
"Keep it here." Feng Ye said, "I didn't start learning the human language until I was four years old, and I started to recognize characters when I was five years old. At that time, my master taught me the art of war. I could memorize it, but I didn't necessarily understand what it meant. It was just because my father answered me in the exam. Come up, the military book you gave me is easy to understand and has benefited me a lot."
Yan Sikong said with a smile: "So, I am honored."
Feng Ye looked at him deeply: "I can never forget you, it must be related to this."
Yan Sikong didn't dare to look directly at the naked and sincere eyes for a while, and his eyes flickered.
"You were always special, whether it was as a child or now."
Yan Sikong lowered his eyes: "Let's eat, we have been climbing for a long time, and we haven't reached the summit yet."
After eating, the two continued on the road, this time without delay, they climbed to the top of the mountain smoothly.
The garrison must be in Guiyang, which is low in yin, where there is plenty of sunlight, and the soldiers are not easy to get sick. Therefore, the Jingshan camp is on the south side, and you must climb to the top to see it.
When Yan Sikong stood on a high place and looked down, he saw a tent at the foot of the mountain, and a fire platform at fifty steps, centered on the Chinese military tent and radiating in a circle around it. Erli is a river, enough for a large camp to fetch water. The battalion is in order, and the location is well-selected. One can tell at a glance that the generals who lead the army will have real skills.
"General Zhao's reputation is well-deserved." Yan Sikong said kindly.
Feng Ye nodded: "Dasheng has few decent generals left, and General Zhao is one."
Yan Sikong recalled that Zhao Fuyi led troops to aid Guangning, appreciated Yuanmao very much, and promised to ask the emperor for Yuanmao's reward when he returned to Beijing. No one knows whether he went to ask for rewards, and it probably doesn't matter compared to the ending. Bar.
"Is he the one who brought the soldiers who were aided by the capital to Guangning?" Feng Ye said, "Have you seen him?"
"see once."
Feng Ye saw that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more.
Yan Sikong stared intently at the camp, thinking in his heart that if there is a change in the capital, how long will it take for the main force of the garrison to form an army and enter the city to escort them
"Fengye, what are you doing in the camp?"
Feng Ye's face darkened: "I'm only allowed to train soldiers, they won't let me do anything here."
"Exactly."
"It's better than being idle." Feng Ye looked blankly into the distance, "I don't know how long this kind of life will last, ten years? Twenty years?"
"You have to have confidence in King Jingyuan. If he can put down the chaos, you will be able to fly freely."
"I hope so."
These words are just comfort, the two of them know it well. From the Feng family's point of view, perhaps it would be better to bring chaos and injustice, so that Dasheng needed the Feng family, otherwise, with Feng Jianping's achievements, which emperor's dragon chair would be safe.
"It's hard to come up, why don't you just bask in the sun here."
"Also."
The two sat on the ground, and the attendants immediately set up a low table, lit a fire to boil water, and made tea for them.
Feng Ye said to the two attendants: "Go down the mountain first, we will go down by ourselves after a while."
"The villain is worried that the son will get lost."
"As long as I walk through it once, I will never get lost."
"It's cold in the mountains at night. It's better for the son and Lord Yan to go down the mountain before dark. The villain retreats first."
Feng Ye waved his hand.
After the attendant left, Feng Ye replaced the wine with tea and touched Yan Sikong's cup: "This is just a tryst between you and me, so I always feel awkward if there is one more."
Yan Sikong laughed: "What kind of tryst is this?"
"I said yes." Feng Yexie said with a smile, "Why, are you nervous again?"
"Why am I nervous." The old god Yan Sikong took a sip of tea on the ground, "Lingfeng is at the top, overlooking all directions, it is already refreshing, so take a sip of green tea, um, feel at ease."
Feng Ye echoed, "You're at ease."
The two chatted while drinking, and they decided to go down the mountain until the tea was soaked until it was tasteless and the sky was getting dark.
Just as the attendant said, as the sun went down, the temperature also dropped sharply. It was originally cool in the mountains, but now it felt cold.
What was even more strange was that the weather had cleared up for more than a month, but it began to rain without warning, and it was so fierce that it soon became like a bead curtain. The rain came quickly, and the two of them could only hide under the tree, but it was of no use, and they were half wet on the spot.
Feng Hun looked up at the sky, turned around and ran away.
Yan Sikong's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it: "It, it left us to hide from the rain?"
"Nonsense, it went to find us a place to hide from the rain." Feng Ye put his hands on Yan Sikong's head, thinking that God was so shameless, he was a little annoyed.
"It's just a little rain, it doesn't matter." Yan Sikong touched the water on his face and said so, but the wet and cold clothes stained his body, and the taste of water was all over his head and face, whoever knows it.
They just stood awkwardly in the rain, neither walking nor staying, the road ahead was flat and there was no shade.
As soon as Yan Sikong looked up, he saw Feng Ye's hand covering his head, his heart warmed immediately, and he joked, "What are you covering, I'm already soaked." He tore off Feng Ye's arm.
The two looked at each other's embarrassment, and after silence, they suddenly burst out laughing, enjoying the bitterness, as if they had tasted a little sweetness.
After a while, the sealed soul came back and called out to them.
The two of them understood, and hurriedly followed, Fenghun ran at a leisurely pace, it seemed that they were already used to adapting to the speed of human beings.
Feng Hun led the two of them up the winding mountain road, and finally found a low cave.
The cave was shallow and small, and adults could not stand upright, but the dryness was extremely tempting for the two of them at this time.
They got in short, and Feng Hun lay at the entrance of the cave, and began to lick his fur tirelessly.
Sitting on the dry soil, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. They were drenched, as if they had just been fished out of the water, and a cool breeze blew through them, shivering.
Feng Ye said: "Take off your clothes, I'll light a fire and warm it up." As he spoke, he began to take off his clothes on his own.
Yan Sikong watched Feng Ye take off his clothes, and was suddenly amazed. That body should not be that of a teenager, no matter the large and small scars all over it, or the hard and muscular texture, Feng Ye wearing clothes seemed to be There is also the thinness of a young man who has not yet grown up, but he doesn't want to be so strong after taking off his clothes.
Feng Ye suddenly paused, and turned his head abruptly, just in time to catch Yan Sikong's gaze.
Yan Sikong couldn't dodge in time, so he had to pretend to be calm: "You have a lot of injuries..."
Feng Ye turned his shoulder blades and said nonchalantly: "Warning and fighting, there is no one who will not be injured."
Yan Sikong felt a little strange, he had always wanted to ask about Feng Lie, but thinking about it, he didn't want others to ask about Yuanmao, unless Fengye brought it up, he would just pretend he didn't know.
Feng Ye threw his clothes on the ground, and with his upper body bare, he squatted down, looked at the wet Yan Sikong, smiled and said, "Aren't you going to take it off?"
Yan Sikong's Adam's apple slipped up and down, even though he was extremely clever, he didn't know how to answer at this moment.
"Or do you just like to watch me take it off?" Feng Ye said as he pulled off his trousers.