Nightfall

The second volume of the Winter Lake Chapter 237

In Changan City, the weather is getting hotter in late spring, and the temperature is getting hotter, but it is the best time in the northern wilderness. The breeze is coming, the grass without knees is brushing like a green ocean, about fifty miles north of the left tent Wangting, near In the green sea of ​​Minshan, there are many variegated colors. Very literary

The black ground, the chopped grass roots, the broken arrows deep into the land, and the traces left by the formations indicate that a war has just ended here.

This war came to the wasteland with spring, and ended with the deepening of the spring. The Central Plains Allied Forces flourished. With the help of Wang Ting cavalry, they waged a series of battles with the deserted tribes moving south. The brutal war caused many people to die on both sides, but in the end, the barren still forcibly defended the last line of defense, and kept the most important and fattest pastures.

The Xiling Temple issued a decree, the grains of various countries were continuously transported to the country of Yan, and there were strong practitioners to help out, but in the end they failed to achieve the strategic goal of driving the deserted people back to the cold area. The reason is because the deserted people The strength of the soldiers is also an important reason why Datang Tieqi and Xiling Guardian Cavalry were not dispatched.

This post-war grassland has the smell of embers floating, slightly burnt and smelly, not far away, on the gently sloping meadow under the Minshan Mountain, hundreds of stones are piled up, and various kinds of stones hang on the piles of stones. With the spring breeze dancing slowly, these stone piles are the graves of the prairie cavalry.

The corpses of barbarian warriors are rarely seen on the grassland, because no matter how fierce the fighting is, barrens will bring the dead companions back to the tribe at all costs.

The Central Plains Allied Forces did not capture a deserted man for nearly 100 consecutive days of war.

Tang Jun cavalry cleaning the battlefield on the prairie riding a war horse, looking at the stone piles in the distance, thinking of the performance of the barren on the battlefield, but also a little admiration in addition to vigilance.

Do n’t be a captive, do n’t leave a companion, this is also the iron law of the Datang army. The Datang army people finally understand why the barren were called natural warriors thousands of years ago, and why the ancestors spent so much energy to put these The barren drove out of the wasteland.

They are also the best warriors. It is not surprising that Tang Jun admired the barren tribes, and then they wanted to find opportunities to face the powerful barrens head-on.

It is a pity that in this **** and cruel war, the Northeast Frontier Army of Tang Dynasty was responsible for escorting the heavy load, suppressing the mutiny, maintaining military discipline, and cleaning the battlefield, but there was no chance to enter the frontal battlefield.

Because this is the meaning of His Majesty the Datang Emperor, and is also the order of General Xiahou.

...

...

Xiahou looked at the fertile grassland at his feet and the grass roots stepped into the soil by his boots, and slowly moved the soles of the boots. With the sizzling sound, things like oil and water squeezed out of the leather boots. In addition to the humus of black fertile mud, there are still a lot of residual blood.

Since the beginning of the war, the iron rider under his command has not met the warriors of the barren tribe, and has not even seen a barren, but he is not as curious as his subordinates and excitedly wants to fight the other party with a —— Because he is a barren. * Very literary *

Looking at the black blood stains remaining on the grassland, Xiahou imagined the last battle a few days ago, and the images of those long-lost tribes falling under the feather arrows or flying swords, and the cold and iron cheeks were expressionless. , But his eyebrows twitched slightly.

The Iron Rider of the Datang Empire did not board the frontal battlefield. This was His Majesty's will and his thought. His majesty knew his origins and still let him command the war himself, but he agreed with him.

Xiahou is very grateful for His Majesty ’s trust.

There was a clear whistle in the distance. He looked up without expression, and he saw hundreds of feet below the meadow. A famous prairie girl was riding a horse, driving hundreds of sheep to graze.

Not long after the war ended, the people on the grassland began to graze again. From this point of view, life is always calm and simple, and war is only an interlude.

Looking at the prairie girl with a ruddy complexion and clear eyes, Xiahou remembered the picture of running away from the mountain gate many years ago and meeting his sister again in Hebei County.

Then he confirmed that his gratitude to His Majesty had nothing to do with the trust and tolerance in the past years. He just thanked His Majesty for his sister.

...

...

Mr. Ke's single sword exterminated the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, Xiahou Nan went to the Tang Dynasty for decades, and eventually became the premier general of the empire. Then he became the distinguished guest secretary of the Xiling Temple, but no one knew that he was the devil of the Mozong, Barren children.

General Xiahou, who seems to be violent and powerful, is actually a few big people who know his true identity in the world, and he has always tried to use his past identity to threaten him and control him. The true identity is like countless spider silks. The big worm in his armor was **** in the middle of the net, and he couldn't struggle anymore. He could only gradually silence and suffocate.

His Majesty the Great Emperor of Tang Dynasty knew his origin, and the head of the Xiling Temple knew his origin. These two knows are like two indestructible stone walls. In the past few years, they have been close together. Breathing seems to be a dead word no matter where you lean.

He once thought of leaning against the stone walls on both sides, loyal to the Tang Dynasty and serving the life of Xiling. In the past few years, he did so, but the two loyalties could not get along harmoniously. Ruthless to maintain their own strength, do not lean against the stone wall.

It is a pity that manpower is sometimes poor after all, he is still very strong now, but he will be old, sick, weak, and the two stone walls will never become loose and vulnerable, and he has killed many people, those people I really want to kill him.

So Xiahou wanted to become stronger forever. He went to the north bank of Hulanhai, wanted to seize the volume of heavenly books, but finally broke all hope in front of the scholar.

When there was real despair, suddenly a new hope emerged. In front of the mountains and rivers, suddenly a gloom of light, the scholar let Xiahou cut off the idea that he would always be strong and never forever, but he found the possibility of returning safely and leaving the world alone.

"Summer is coming, everything is over."

Xiahou looked at the grassland in the spring breeze, thinking about the midsummer that was about to come, and on his cold and iron face, a very rare gentle expression gradually appeared.

His sister is the Queen of Tang Dynasty, and his sister is called Summer.

The gentle spring breeze touched the general's gentle face, and a very strong **** smell came from the wind, and then a sound of weeding was heard.

On the meadow not far behind Xiahou, more than a hundred prairie cavalry and Yan Jun kneeled on the ground. Under the light of the sharp knife, the head and body separated, and blood poured into the sea of ​​grass.

These prairie cavalry and Yan army were arrested for rebellion and violation of discipline. They were not tried, but because General Xiahou was sentenced, they were all killed.

On the battlefield, Datang's northeastern frontier army was responsible for maintaining military discipline and suppressing the rebellion, but today's execution was not tried, which has seriously violated the rules of the temple and the laws of Tang.

But Tang Law couldn't control being outside.

So Xiahou's face doesn't change color.

...

...

An officer galloped from the barracks on a horse.

Xiahou took the letter from the officer.

Although he was stationed in Tuyang City all the year round, it was far away in the wilderness at this time. After all, he was a general of the Imperial Town Army, and there were many eyes in the court in Changan City.

He did not have much private friendship with Xu Shi, the general of the town and the country, but he respected each other, so some things in the military department often passed directly to the barracks through those eyeliners.

This letter is about what happened in Chang'an recently.

Xia Hou knew the two conversations between Xu Shi and Ning Que, and also knew the death of Chengmen Lang Huang Xing and Yu Shuizhu on Yujie, so he watched the letter silent for a long time.

Last year, in Tuyang City, he had reached an agreement with the academy, so he was not very willing to pay attention to the academy's accession to the WTO, and would not be as vigilant as Xu Shi.

However, the death of Huang Xing and Yu Shuizhu made him start to be alert.

Lord Huang Xing and Yu Shui are the people of His Royal Highness and his people.

And all of them were involved in that incident.

Xia Hou did not understand why Ning Que had to target himself.

He first killed Lin Ling in the wasteland and Guxi in Tuyang City. Now he has killed Huang Xing and Yu Shuizhu. All the people close to him died one by one under the knife of this person.

The court and the academy have agreed to return to old age, and it seems that this person has a different opinion.

"Is there really a fish that missed the net?"

Xia Hou frowned slightly and shook his head after a moment of contemplation. He knew that Lin Guangyuan's son was dead, because the body of the white boy was inspected by him.

Then he remembered a saying in Chang'an City.

The college Ning Que has a close relationship with Her Royal Highness Princess Li Yu.

Is it for that dragon chair?

Xiahou's expression became more indifferent, he had decided to return to old age, but if someone tried to hurt his sister, hurt his nephew, and wanted to **** the throne belonging to his nephew, then he would kill the opponent at all costs.

The execution continues.

The head of the soldier who violated discipline was cut into the grassland, and the sound of rubbing continued.

In the **** smell, Xiahou thought of Chang'an, and the murderous intention gradually began.

At this time, a figure appeared in the clear blue cloudless sky.

The man jumped from the air, screamed and blew the wind, and rushed to Xiahou with an extremely overbearing killing intention.

Xiahou looked up.

In addition to the figure in the sky, there is blazing sunlight.

So he narrowed his eyes.

He is already familiar with this scene.

He has seen it on the north bank of Hulanhai.

He has met several times these days.

So he didn't panic, his expression remained calm and indifferent.

A stern breath erupted from his body.

Leather boots stepped deep into the soft grassland and mud.

At the next moment, the soft soil instantly became extremely hard.

Centered on the soles of the boots, countless traces of cobwebs appeared among the grasslands.

Xiahou stood in the middle of a grassy web that was like a cobweb.

With the huge anti-shock force from his feet, he flew into the air.

The war suits are vibrating, as fast as birds, as bright as gods.

...

...

Tang Mo jumped down from the air.

Xiahou, the former generation of Mozong strongman, flew into the air.

The two people met on the grassland ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Once they met, it was a thunderbolt.

A dull thunder suddenly sounded in the clear sky.

A strong shock wave spread from the air to all directions.

The flock of sheep grazing in the distance was frightened to death, servicing the ground.

The shepherd's prairie girl fell to the horse in shock.

Tang Jun soldiers who were carrying out military law covered their ears and knelt in pain.

The strong wind was blowing, the grass was lying on the ground, and the grass was flying.

...

...

(I'm still breathless. I still have one chapter today, and two chapters are guaranteed for tomorrow, and gradually pull back.)

* j