Under the night sky, a stream like a silver belt flows on the endless grassland.
This stream is the natural boundary between the Great Qin Dynasty and the Wuzhi Kingdom. One end is the kingdom of Wuzhi on the grassland, and the other end is the border town of Daqin.
Upstream of the stream, a wooden barrel slowly floated down.
A strong man with shaved hair but a long beard casually grabbed the wooden barrel that was floating in his hand. Seeing that the wooden barrel was old but clean, he casually took water and gave it to a gray-white horse behind him. Drink water.
Footsteps sounded in the grass.
The long bearded man followed the voice, his thick eyebrows slowly raised provocatively.
A blackness heavier than the night appeared in his eyes.
It was a Daqin frontier soldier who was much shorter than him, wearing black leather armor and equipped with a very ordinary black iron sword.
"That's my drinking toilet."
The Great Qin frontier soldier walked to the edge of the stream, looked at his provocative gaze, and his expression turned cold instantly, he nodded at the wooden barrel behind him and said.
The bearded man looked at the sergeant who was half a head shorter than himself with contempt, and said, "If there is a wooden barrel floating above, you can say it is yours. If the one floating above is a princess, you can also say it is yours?"
The Daqin sergeant shook his head coldly, and said, "I don't want any princesses on your grasslands, I just want my wooden barrel."
When the bearded man heard such a sentence, he suddenly became angry, his face flushed, and he said angrily, "What did you say?"
Sergeant Da Qin didn't look at him, but just looked at the wooden barrel behind him, and repeated: "Give me back the toilet."
"Is it?"
The long-bearded man laughed back angrily, took a step back, grabbed the handle of the long knife hanging on the saddle, and said with a smirk, "Then you have the ability to cross the river to get it?"
There was a strange look in the eyes of Da Qin Sergeant, and he said slowly: "You forced me."
The strong man with a long beard smiled, he didn't think this Great Qin soldier dared to cross the border.
Yet in the next breath, his smile froze.
The Daqin soldier in black armor began to wade across the stream.
"Zheng" sounded.
When the footsteps of the Daqin sergeant stepped on solid ground, the long knife of the bearded and strong man had already been unsheathed.
The long knife in his hand reflected the moonlight, pointed straight at the Daqin soldier's chest, and said coldly: "Go back."
Sergeant Daqin held the hilt of his sword, didn't look at him, just looked at the wooden barrel, and said, "What if I don't retreat?"
The bearded man froze for a moment, and said sharply, "If you don't retreat, I'll kill you."
Sergeant Da Qin sneered disdainfully, holding the hilt of his sword with one hand, he took a step forward, and was about to get the drinking toilet.
"court death!"
The strong man with a long beard shouted angrily, and sent the saber in his hand forward. His original intention was to scare the Daqin sergeant. Without even avoiding it, with a bang, the long knife in his hand pierced through the body of the Great Qin Sergeant.
The long Hu Zhuanghan was stunned for a moment, his complexion quickly turned extremely pale under the moonlight.
"you… "
He looked at the long bloodshot from the mouth of the Daqin soldier hanging on his knife, he couldn't believe it, and was speechless for a moment.
"Just for a drinking toilet, is it worth it?"
The Daqin sergeant didn't look at the wooden barrel anymore, but looked up at the moon sky above with some nostalgia, looked at the bright full moon, and murmured this sentence.
A terrified scream pierced the night sky.
Seeing the Daqin sergeant falling down to death with his own knife attached, this usually brave and skilled Wuzhi soldier trembled all over his body.
He didn't understand what was going on.
…
The territory of the Great Qin Dynasty was very vast.
From the border with Wuzhi to Changling, even if it is a flying eagle, I don't know how long it will take.
In the moonlight, a young man walked into a very elegant mansion and sat down in the gazebo by the lotus pond.
A court lady with a delicate face came up behind him.
The young man didn't turn his head, but said indifferently: "Since it's the empress looking for me, why doesn't she come to see me?"
"Your Majesty will be here later."
The handsome maid responded softly and stood aside.
The boy frowned slightly.
The moonlight and starlight seemed to suddenly become brighter.
The boy turned around and saw the empress walking slowly, describing it as perfect to the extreme.
Only then did the young man look solemn, and bowed to the empress, saying: "An Baoshi has seen the empress."
The queen's face was still shining with an unspeakable porcelain light. She looked at An Baoshi, without any other opening remarks, and said in a slow voice: "The Yue family has become a minister, and the Wu family is still there. If Qi conquers, there will be no trouble."
An Baoshi was stunned for a moment, he only had a breath, and then he understood the terrible meaning hidden in the queen's words.
He frowned slightly, but did not answer.
"Some people are good, some people are bad."
The queen looked at him and continued, "I want to hear your opinion."
An Baoshi thought for a while, then laughed, and said, "In one's life, what one has to do is a big event, and what you are going to do is the biggest event in the world."
The queen was very satisfied with his words, and smiled, but her smile also had a porcelain-like icy light, without any joy.
…
Ivy Sword Academy.
A sword master came to the gate of the courtyard.
His sword is very broad and large.
The rest of the sword masters in Changling carried their swords on their backs, held them in their hands, or carried their swords in their waists, but he walked with his swords.
He is Guo Dongshan.
The queen asked him to escort Zhang Shiwu to the Great Floating Water Prison, but because of a problem with the transmission of the order, he stopped the practitioner who killed the God Army.
A hermit is not well-known, but many dignitaries know that he is a very powerful guru.
Such a late-night visit by a master naturally has a deep meaning.
Di Qingmei, the dean of the Qingteng Sword Academy, appeared in front of Guo Dongshan immediately.
Guo Dongshan was very humble.
He first withdrew his sword and bowed to Di Qingmei, but then his face became serious, and he said slowly: "President Di, the war between Daqin and Wuzhi will start tonight."
"What!" Di Qingmei's expression changed, he even thought he heard it wrong.
"These words above are all my nonsense. You have to forget it after you have heard it. Now the world does not know that the war between my Great Qin Dynasty and Wuzhi will start, but three days later, my Great Qin Dynasty will fight against Wuzhi. Wuzhi fought, and it was Wuzhi who triggered the next war tonight."
Guo Dongshan looked at Di Qingmei quietly, and said: "This is the battle of the imperial court, so the queen has ordered that all the sword masters and students of Qingteng Sword Academy, except all the lecturers who teach daily courses, rush to Wu The border of the clan country, including you, Dean Di."
Di Qingmei's body shook violently, and she looked at Guo Dongshan in disbelief.
"Don't worry, it's not the Ivy Sword Academy."
Guo Dongshan took a deep breath, looked up at the bright full moon, and said slowly: "All Changling's practice places will be like this... From now on, the Qingteng Sword Academy and Baiyang Cave will continue to exist, but future students will have to Accept the order of the military commander to serve our army."
Said it was reassuring, but this sentence made Di Qingmei even more shocked to the point where it was difficult to add, even if he usually did not dare to violate the meaning of the mistress in the deep palace, he couldn't help trembling Said: "Are you crazy?"
…
"Crazy?"
That night, there were still people saying the same sentence.
It's just that this person's mood is very calm.
This is a middle-aged man in plain clothes, behind him is a very old Taoist temple.
There are many old wormwood growing on the eaves of the Taoist temple.
These wormwoods are very unique golden yellow, and they will not wither in the snowy weather in winter, as if exuding precious light.
This Taoist temple is Baoguang Temple.
Standing in front of this middle-aged man in plain clothes was an official from the Military Division.
The official rank should be high enough.
Because the aura on his body was strong enough, so strong that it almost enveloped the entire Baoguang Temple.
"It's not just Baoguang Temple, it's the same for all practice places."
"Baoguang Temple was built under the imperial gift of the first emperor, and it is located in Changling City. Mr. Lu, a master of your generation, should understand that everything should be done according to the sky." Hearing the response from the man in plain clothes, the official's mood was also very calm. said patiently.
The middle-aged man in Su Yi shook his head, laughed, and said: "I only heard that there are some things that can be done, and some things that cannot be done."
After a pause, he looked at the official, and continued: "You are also a practitioner, so you should know that what many practitioners want is not fame and wealth, but a free mind."
The high-ranking official of the Bingma Division narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to speak, but the man in plain clothes interrupted him again, "Don't try to use righteousness to suppress me, you have to understand that most places of practice Just like Zhao Jianlu, if he is willing to be forced, then what is the difference between external enemies and internal enemies?"
The senior official of the Bingma Division took a deep breath and said, "Are you determined?"
The middle-aged man in plain clothes didn't say anything more.
A pure sword intent emerged from his body.
A plain natal sword quietly appeared in front of him, and there was the sound of giant mountains moving in the sky.
But just then, he raised his head.
He looked towards a turret.
There was a force coming out from the top of the turret, as if the whole turret was falling towards him.