"There are some problems." Ning Yi pulled the grass on the ground and lay down: "Wang Shitong has to do some preparations."
"Pick peaches?"
Watermelon asked, Ning Yi smiled and shook his head:
"I'm not so hungry. If he walks steadily, I don't care about him. If he doesn't walk steadily, I hope a few people will be left behind. When hundreds of thousands of people reach the end, there will always be something left. It's hard to say now. Let's see how it develops."
Watermelon lay beside him and looked at him, Ning Yi looked at her for a few times, then smiled again: "Wang Shitong is a very smart person, going south from the north, he can gather hundreds of thousands of people with one mouthful of blood and bring them to the Yellow River. Side, in itself is amazing. But, I don't know... Maybe at some point, he still collapsed. When he saw so many people die along the way, when he almost died, maybe he subconsciously knew that this was a dead end. Right."
Ning Yi looked at the sky, and smiled complicatedly at this time: "Everyone has a process like this, they are full of blood, they are smart, and they can pass a lot of tests... Walking and walking, I found that some things are not smart and open-minded. It can be done if I go to work. That morning, I wanted to tell him about the death of a lot of people, and the best result is to keep tens of thousands. As the leader, if he can analyze it calmly, he can take the responsibility that others can’t afford. After the death of hundreds of thousands or even millions of people, there may be tens of thousands of people who can fight, and in the end, everyone can join forces to defeat the Jurchen."
Ning Yi paused and looked at the watermelon: "But he's too smart. When I speak, he sees the essence. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people are too heavy."
Watermelon heard him say this, with a smile in his eyes, and then his mouth flattened into a rabbit: "Bear... sin?"
"I don't see myself that way, don't worry about me." Ning Yi patted her on the head, "Hundreds of thousands of people want to live, and they want to die at any time. If you really analyze it, do you really have no idea of who will live and who will die? It is inevitable for ordinary people to avoid it. I can't stand it, some people don't want to think about it, in fact, if they don't want to, more people will die, and this leader will really be unqualified."
"Maybe he's worried that you've put them in the vanguard and leave him alone in the future."
"Where does he have a choice? If he has a helping hand, he can get one first... In fact, if he can really understand the relationship between cruelty and great kindness, he is the best ally of Black Flag, and I will do my best to help him. But since I can't participate. Thorough, forget it. It’s better to be extreme, smart people are most afraid of thinking that they have a way back.”
Ning Yi put his hands on his head and watched the stars flow in the sky: "Actually, I just feel that I haven't seen Ning Xi and the others for several years. I can finally meet when I go back this time, and I can't sleep."
"Four years." Xigua said, "Xiao Xi still misses you very much. He also took good care of his younger siblings, so don't worry."
Ning Yi looked at the sky and pouted. After a while, he sat up and said, "You said, after so many years I felt like my father died, and I suddenly appeared, how would he feel?"
"It's also that you did too much."
"I'm afraid, children will inevitably miss out."
He raised his head, sighed, and frowned slightly: "I remember more than ten years ago, when I was preparing to go to Beijing, I told Tan'er that I didn't feel good about going to Beijing this time. Once I started doing things, I might not be able to control myself in the future. Later... Jurchen, Mongolia, these are trivial things, I haven't seen my child for four years, nonsense..."
Seeing his frown, the watermelon, who had been with him for a long time, knew that this was Ning Yi's normal emotional release for a long time. She hugged her knees: "If there is no such thing, will you still be okay with me? I'm going to rebel."
"Life is always, um, there are gains and losses." The hostility on Ning Yi's face faded, he stood up and walked two steps, "Xiao Xi is thirteen years old, Xiao Ji is ten years old, and Wenwen is eight years old, they should all be sensible. Xiaohe and Xiaoke are five years old, and Xiaoshuang and Xiaoning are three years old. They have never seen me since they were born. Of course, I brought it on myself, but I will be somewhat regretful. My own child, what should I do if I don’t know me.”
Watermelon stood up and smiled with clear eyes: "When you go back to see them, you will know naturally. We teach our children very well."
Ning Yi thought about it for a while, but didn't speak any further. The experience of his previous life, plus the sixteen years in this life, had already penetrated deep into his bones. But no matter who, children are always the most special existence. When he first arrived in the Wu Dynasty, he just wanted to spend a leisurely life. Even if the war broke out, he could move south with his family and spend his life peacefully. Who knew that later on this road, even he was only bumping in dangerous waves, walking on the cliffs of hurricanes.
During the three years of the Xiaocanghe War, he only went south once at the beginning of the second year, and met Tan'er, Yunzhu and others who had settled in the south. At this time, Hongti had given birth to Ninghe and Jin'er had A daughter named Ning Ke. This time, when he returned home, Yunzhu was pregnant, and the watermelon he secretly interacted with was also pregnant. Later, the daughter born by Yunzhu was named Shuang, and the daughter of watermelon was named Ning. After the Battle of Xiao Canghe was over, he disappeared, and he had never seen these two daughters before.
When the Huaxia military went south, it recruited a lot of Daqi troops, and the original elite army was lost by more than half, and the interior was actually chaotic and complicated. From the intelligence channel of Lu Mingfang in the north, he knew that Wanyan Xiyin was very strict with the Huaxia Army. On the one hand, he was afraid that the child would accidentally reveal his words. Involving his family, Ning Yi was exhausted and could not sleep at night. After the first round of education and purge, Ning Yi strictly inspected the status of some generals in the army, and selected and trained a group of young people to participate in the operation of the Huaxia Army. Just a little relieved. During this period, there were also several assassinations, all of which were resolved by Hong Ti, Du Sha, Fang Shuchang and others.
During this period of time, Tan'er was the housekeeper in the Huaxia Army, and Hongti was in charge of the safety of adults and children. He could hardly find time to reunite with Ning Yi. Yunzhu, Jin'er, Xiaochan, Xigua and others occasionally sneaked out. Go to Ning Yi's seclusion place to accompany him. Even with Ning Yi's determination and determination, occasionally in the middle of the night, when he thinks of this or that child being sick, injured, or weak and crying, he can't help but sigh softly.
Two years have passed, and the situation in the Huaxia army has been determined. This year, Ning Yi and Xigua went north together, detouring from Tubo to Xixia, then to the northwest, and then to the Central Plains to turn back, just happened to encounter the matter of Shang Hongzhuo and Zezhou hungry ghosts. Now, it is not a long time to return home. In a month's time, even if Wanyan Xiyinzhen has some action plans, Ning Yi has enough precautions.
When the situation in the Central Plains changes, Qin Shaoqian will continue to take charge of the Huaxia Army on the bright side, and Ning Yi will be reunited with his family, and even appear occasionally. If the Jurchen really wants to go southwest to fight the Huaxia Army, and then have a fight with him, there is nothing to say.
Since the war with Jurchen, even if it spanned several years, for Ning Yi, it was just a race against time. The bloated Wu Dynasty is still playing with self-cultivation, but Ning Yi, who has gone north, already knows that after Mongolia swallows Xixia, he can find the best springboard and head straight for the Central Plains. At this time, in the northwest, apart from relying on the Jurchen Zhejia and others, they were still picking up rubbish to recover their livelihoods. Most places have become white ground. Without the former Western Army, the gate to the Central Plains is basically wide open. If the cavalry team known to most people in the Central Plains takes this step, the future Central Plains will become a real hell on earth.
Even if the Jurchen would be the enemy, in this round of cruel battlefield, it is difficult for the weak to survive.
"I feel moved when I think about it..." Ning Yi murmured, walking on the grassy slope with the watermelon, "After testing the tone of the Mongolians..."
Just as he was talking, someone suddenly came from a distance. The torch shook a few times in a familiar gesture. The figure hidden in the darkness sneaked in again. The opposite was Fang Shuchang, who lived in a nearby town tonight. Ning Yi frowned, if it wasn't for something that needed to be dealt with immediately, he probably wouldn't have come here.
"What's wrong?"
"Something happened." Fang Shuchang turned his head and pointed into the distance. In the farthest part of the darkness, there were subtle changes in light.
"A fight broke out?" Xigua frowned, "The Beiwei Army attacked Dengzhou at night?"
"No, there is a group of defenders from Dengzhou, and a group of people from Lvlin, and there are people from all sides. It is said that two nights ago, some warriors from Jinmen entered Xiangyang, arrested General Yue's children and left the city, carrying the Wei army behind him. Experts were also dispatched to pursue them. The two sides fought several times, which slowed down the speed of the Golden Man team. The news has now spread in Dengzhou and Xinye. Some people came to rescue, and some people came to pick them up. Now many people have been fighting, It is estimated that it will spread to this side soon. We'd better transfer first."
"General Yue... Yue Fei's children are Yin Ping and Yue Yun." Ning Yi recalled and thought for a while, "Haven't the army been chasing after them, it will be a big battle between the two sides."
"I heard that the Jurchen is a master, there are hundreds of people in total, and they are here for killing and beheading. The Yue family army is very cautious and never advances. The Jurchen also killed an lone general in the Beiwei Army, and took the head to demonstrate with high self-esteem. Although Dengzhou Xinye is in chaos now, some Lulin people still came out, and the pair who wanted to save General Yue Children. You see…”
Watermelon glanced at Ning Yi: "This General Yue has been with you before, and there is some kind of incense relationship, or else, save me?"
"He is Zhou Tong's disciple, he has a straight personality, and has committed monarchy. Yi frowned, finished these words, and raised his finger, "Forget it, let's do everything, if these people really come for beheading, there will inevitably be conflicts with you in the future. Before getting into trouble with the Beiwei Army, we will quickly some detours."
Fang Shuchang nodded, Watermelon laughed, and walked out from Ning Yi's side. In a blink of an eye, he was two feet away. He picked up the black cloak by the fire and wrapped it around him. He rolled over to the side of the big tree and got on his horse, pulling the reins. : "I lead the team."
On the horseback, the sassy female knight smiled, neatly, Ning Yi hesitated: "Hey, you..."
"do not worry."
The dark horse galloped out, she raised her hand, the fingertips sprinkled light, and then, a firework rose.
The autumn wind was bleak, and the flood waves surged. Soon after, among the grass and forest, one after another silhouettes came from the waves, and began to spread and gather in the same direction.
Ning Yi also got on the horse and, together with Fang Shuchang, spread with those figures. Ahead, a chaotic killing field has unfolded in the night... (.)