Not long after Mo Xi received the secret letter from the imperial capital, the news that Gu Mang was about to return to the city was finally made public by King Chonghua.
It will be handed over to Wang Shujun in full control.
The news quickly spread throughout the Chonghua Kingdom. Although Mo Xi's army was far away in the north, they also knew about it on the third day.
The Northern Army exploded.
They were still calm and calm on the bright side, but when it was time to take a rest, almost everyone talked about it. Mo Xi looked at it, and it was rare that he had no control.
He felt that they would have a hard time understanding, and it was normal—because the predecessor of this northern army was the invincible Gu family army. Most of the soldiers in the army had been born and died together with Gu Mang. They are undoubtedly loyal and abide by it, but long ago, they also sincerely supported their coach Gu Mang - even though the bug name Gu Mang gave them at that time was "Wang Bajun".
This is not a joke, it is serious. Before Mo Xi took over, the military registration record of this army is as follows:
Wang Bajun soldier Liu Dazhuang
Sergeant Wang Bajun opened his eyes
…
So so.
At the beginning was "Gu Mang, the commander of Wang Bajun".
It stands to reason that no one should want to enter a formation with such an ugly name. But this was not the case. Gu Mang was the most prominent general in Chonghua's war at the time.
But Gu Mang was different. He was born as a slave. He had no father, no mother, no care, no face, no skin, and no fear of death.
If Chonghua's leaders were to take off their clothes and fight in a line, Gu Mang might not be the strongest man, but he must be the man with the most scars.
He is the well-deserved "Beast of the Altar" of the Chonghua Empire.
At that time, Gu Mang's deputy always looked at his injuries and blamed him: "Why do you, the coach, always run at the front every time, and you don't know how to hide?"
Gu Mang can laugh, his dark eyes are bright, his lips are soft, his voice is even more satin-like, and he coaxes his angry friend with a good temper: "Running fast with long legs, I am forced, forced. "
As long as there is him on the battlefield, it seems that it is not all cold and blood, but also laughter and nectar.
He would remember every day when his comrades hung up the arc. He often led the monks of the company to go to the small villages and towns to have fun and drink. Sometimes when he encountered the villagers in the station, they asked for high prices, and Gu Shuai was not angry. He smiled and slapped all the money and silk on the record to exchange wine and meat for his soldiers.
At the end, he shouted loudly: "Eat well and drink well! I will eat it all with my belly open! You are all my precious hearts and souls. If the military pay is not enough, I will exchange it for you with other things!"
Gu Mang did what he said, once he took off his military uniform and armor and threw it on the wine cabinet to change it to white pear blossoms, but the soldiers laughed and laughed and said, "Gu Shuai, we want beef, you still have more. Can anything else be taken off?"
At that time, he only had a snow-white single shirt left, but he nodded at them with a smile: "Wait for me."
"No way! Gu Shuai, you don't really want to take your pants as well!"
"That's not worth much..."
Gu Mang didn't intend to be underpants, but he really had nothing left, so he leaned over and kissed the laughing widow in the face of everyone's surprised and amused eyes.
The soldiers were silent, and the pretty widow was also stunned. The wine spoon was dripping down the wine. After a while, she suddenly reacted and began to hold the wine spoon and slap Gu Mang—
"Shameless! The frivolous old lady!"
A chuckle.
Amid the laughter and boos, Gu Mang was chased by the widow and ran around the house, begging for mercy as he ran: "Sincerely! Sincerely! You are beautiful! You are beautiful!"
"The old lady knows that the old lady is beautiful! Your boy is also handsome! But you are too shameless, and you won't sneak up on me at night by yourself? You have to be in front of so many people! Be a disciple!"
Deng Tuzi made a fuss, but he still didn't forget to shout shamelessly: "Yes, yes, I will come to you tomorrow night, you can stay tonight, as long as you give us two more catties of beef, please beg Please, good girl."
"Bah! Since you set up camp here, you've asked the old lady to get beef on credit three times, and this is the fourth time! Every time it says that I'll be invited later, you are a liar!"
The widow shouted, and the small fist slammed into the board, and the board cracked a crack.
The ruffians burst out laughing. But in the end, Gu Mang still used his beautiful skin and the promise of "meeting you tomorrow" to ask for two more pounds of sauced beef from the widow for his brothers.
"Gu Shuai, you can really coax people..."
"That's a must." Gu Mang was triumphant, swaying and swaying, "I've lived in the midst of thousands of flowers, and I've heard of it all over the world."
With such a head coach, it's no wonder that there were teenagers who made a bold statement at the time: "Don't say it's called Wang Bajun, even if they call it the chicken Bajun, I'll go to the army for Gu Shuai!"
The friend next to him said with disgust: "Oh, you read the book of sages and sages in vain, and you are so vulgar."
"Then how do you say elegant?"
"Instead of calling you Jiba, it's better to call it a halberd, which means to stop soldiers and cultivate Ge."
The boy gave a wow and exclaimed, "Good name, I like it."
"...You don't know, I'm just talking casually, who would like a name like 'Jiba', isn't it shameful to call it? If you don't believe me, try it. If you call it the name of a dog, the dog will be anxious for you. "
The young man smiled and said: "The world is full of wonders, and there is no such thing now, it does not mean that it will not be in the future. Our Master Wang can be called Wang Ba, and I think it is not impossible to call other things the halberd."
Fortunately, Gu Mang didn't hear these remarks. Otherwise, who knows if he would be applauded and changed himself into "Gu Mang, the commander of the army who strikes the halberd," and all the soldiers under his command suffered together.
The war was too harsh, only a little lunatic like Gu Mang would be ingenious and keen to joke with the flames of war. Not only did he draw up the bugle name of "Wang Bajun", but he even drew the flags himself. The blue flags were ingeniously cut into the shape of tortoises, and they also left a small lively tail. He cast a spell on the flag and made the tortoise roar every time a stick of incense: "Bastards, majestic and heroic, with qi piercing the rainbow, and shocking the world!!"
It can be said to be very ashamed.
The first time he flew this flag to fight, he was ridiculed to death by the enemy generals, but within a long time, the opponent's army of 100,000 cultivators was chased by Gu Mang's Wang Bajun crying father and mother. After this battle, Gu Mang had fought many battles, big and small, and he was able to win every time.
This directly led to the few years when he was the commander-in-chief, the countries that were opposed to Chonghua changed their colors, and the scene that the hostile monks didn't want to see was probably the little turtle flag erected on the smoke field, and Gu Shuai riding the horse. Come out, clear your throat, and solemnly report to yourself:
"Cough, hello brother. Gu Mang, the commander of the Eighth Army, came here to teach Xiongtai's great tricks."
It would be shameful not to win against this young cultivator, and even more shameful is that when he went back, he had to report to his lord: "Wuwuwu, my subordinates are really incompetent, and they are unable to fight Wang Bajun!"
Just a nightmare.
For Chonghua soldiers, although Gu Mang was stubborn, he was quite charming. At that time, there were many people who admired him, and some even regarded Gu Mang's fallacy of "a cheap name is easy to support" as a standard. Many babies born at that time were unfortunately given cheap names by their parents. The trend was like this. of:
Chu Genzhuang.
Xue Tiezhu.
Ginger pain.
So after Mo Xi took over Wang Bajun, the first thing he did was to change the name of the ghost Wang Bajun.
He will never allow his military record to become "Mo Xi, the commander of the Eighth Army." Impossible!
So Wang Bajun changed his name to the Northern Border Army and was placed under Mo Xi's command. That black joke that did not succumb to the smoke of blood and gunpowder was just like Gu Mang's famous name, and ended in despair.
And those little tortoises who roared wildly and roared, "Bastards, majestic and heroic", are like a ridiculous joke, and they will never appear in the vast battlefield from now on.
Everything has become very solemn again, there will be no flowers, no honey, no one will try to remember even the most trivial name, no one will lead the soldiers to fight, except for heavy clothes and dirty wine. .
The war returned to absolute cold-blooded and brutal.
Winter is coming.
It was probably for this reason that although most people in the Northern Border Army hated Gu Mang extremely, when they mentioned Gu Mang, their emotions were different from those of ordinary people.
Especially those veterans of the "Eighth Army" who went into and out of the war with Gu Shuai, whenever they read the name Gu Mang, their eyes would be somewhat dazed.
"Oh, I really can't imagine that he would end up like this in the end."
"Jun Wangshu is a notoriously cruel official, so it's probably more fortunate than for good fortune when your Majesty handed Gu Mang over to him."
"It must be dead without a corpse..."
Heroes are not necessarily disrespected, but traitors must be punished by everyone. Only when the former Wang Bajun veterans get together, they will ramble on something that has nothing to do with "hate".
At the end of the story, some elderly people suddenly lost their interest: "Oh, what a good person... If that thing hadn't happened back then, he wouldn't have—"
"Shh! Keep your voice down! How dare you mention this old thing, you're going to die!"
The old soldier "Ouch" came to his senses, thinking of what he almost said just now, the little bit of drunkenness in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he couldn't help but shuddered.
The soldier next to him was still reminding him: "Now we are working under Mo Shuai, the person Mo Shuai hates the most is Gu Mang, it's not that you don't know his temper, I really want him to hear it, you and I will eat tonight. No way to go!"
"Ah, ah, you're right, look at me, I'm confused when I drink..."
The soldiers sitting around the fire pond were silent, staring blankly at the flame, each with their own thoughts. After a long time, someone murmured a breath and said, "However, people will change. It can only be said that this is Gu Shuai's life."
"How many years do you still call him Gu Shuai?"
"Oh, yes, Gu Mang, Gu Mang."
The night in the frontier was silent, the bonfire crackled, and a streak of gold was more dazzling than starlight.
The slightly drunk old soldier lay on the ground with his arms under his head, he looked at the sky, the crape myrtle was shining, his Adam's apple rolled, and he let out a series of mumbles that only he could hear: "Oh, to be honest, Back then, when I joined the army, I came to Gu Mang. I even had a drink with him around a bonfire, and he didn't have any airs at all. At that time... I looked at him and smiled, and I thought, If he can die for him one day, it will be considered a good death. Who knows what he will be in the end..."
It would be such a fate.
The birds are exhausted, the horns are hidden.
After taking advantage of Gu Mang, the enemy country sent him back to Chonghua Country as one of the gifts of peace. In the end, this person went through ups and downs, looked at Fengyue and became a traitor by mistake, but he has no regrets and no return.
So what is cocooning? What is also called a lot of unrighteousness will kill oneself.
But having said that, although his fate was miserable, it was his own fault, and it was also heart-warming to fall into a thankless situation on both sides. For a time, almost everyone in Chonghua was looking forward to Gu Mang's ending.
Being headed by Xiaoxiao, being beaten by Lingchi, going to soup worms, being slashed with thousands of knives, and dismembering the body by five horses, even the little yellow-haired girl who had just been able to speak knew that she curled her soft tongue and said vaguely to the adults: "We can't pass the guide. A leader not to think about."
As a result, Gu Mang and Gu Shuai, the heroic leader of Chonghua Kingdom in the past, Mo Xi hit his old enemy. This legendary man who was once known as "the beast of the altar".
Finally, it lived up to expectations and became a "don't read the leader".
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Ink burning: I think there are many small theaters in today's text. By the way, Gu Mang, you can't name the halberd and strike the army. I won't pay you the copyright fee. The problem is your military flag. If you call Wang Bajun, you will cut a turtle flag. If you call the halberd to stop the army, don't you want to cut a column-shaped flag, and then call the chicken 8 chicken 8, and make a heroic appearance
Gu Mang: ? ? ? What's the matter with you, little brother? You are in the wrong place, Ziliao.
Chu nightning: The ink burns, you still don't come back!
ps. Mo Ran and Mo Xi have no blood relationship. The time of this article is probably a long, long, long time ago in the text of Ergouzi... The continent is still divided, there is no upper and lower cultivation world, only a divided kingdom. The ancestors of some old partners, the origins of some sects, and the causes and consequences of some old stories may also be mentioned later, some of which are obvious, and some are difficult to find Liao, probably like hidden easter eggs. , waiting for the fateful person (hey hey hey) to find out by himself~ Mi Chiu~~