Rebirth of a Star General

"The jade man stepped on the snow, and Feihong flew freely." The man in black tilted his head to look at him and said, "I thought that my name would be known to everyone in the world."

General Feihong? He Rufei?

Huyat was horrified and blurted out: "Impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?" The eyes under the mask stared at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, as if with endless ridicule, "What is impossible?"

Huyat is the bravest general of the Uto Kingdom, but at this moment, he couldn't help but step back subconsciously, and shouted almost irritably: "Give it to me! Kill this person, the king will reward you!"

Countless arrows and figures rushed up, but the masked man easily avoided every blade and arrow that rushed towards him. He was like a flying eagle flying through the snow, with his own world between his wings, and there was nothing that could trap him. And his sword edge is even more invincible, flying around in the night, seems to be able to split the rain.

Hu Yate had to believe one thing, this was indeed the Feihong general He Rufei, and no one in the world except He Rufei could have such a sophisticated swordsmanship. Huyat had never fought against He Rufei, but he had also heard from the defeated Xiqiang people that He Rufei's Qinglang sword could cut through all possible obstacles.

However, why did He Rufei appear here? He clearly...it can't be like this!

Could it be that this is another conspiracy of the Wei people? He Rufei lied to them? These cunning and hateful Wei people!

"I'm going to kill him!" Huyat said bitterly, shouting at the people around him, "Get my bow and arrow!"

He wanted to shoot this big bird that could still fly himself, and he wanted to watch this Feihong fall from the sky, fall to the ground, and finally be stepped into the mud by him.

The bow and arrow were handed to him, and he aimed at the man in black who was surrounded and killed by the Utto soldiers. Unable to aim at the target, he roared: "Fool, you all step back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the arrows in his hand fired in response, but he saw that from the depths of the bushes, a few arrows "swish, swish" shot out, just in time to stop his arrows from the middle.

"And allies! Catch them!"

At this moment, another man with a ghost mask on his face jumped out of the bushes, and with a long laugh, he only threw a wooden barrel-like thing in the direction of the man in black.

The sword-wielding man in black only grabbed the wooden barrel in mid-air, and the arrows of the Utto soldiers had already come suddenly. In front of him, like an iron shield.

The arrow hit the wooden barrel used as a shield in his hand, and something like water flowed out. The first time Hu Yate saw it, he shouted in his heart, "Stop! Stop!"

But even if the archer stopped immediately, the arrows that were shot could not come back. In the blink of an eye, the wooden barrel in the hands of "General Feihong" had been shot into a sieve, and the water stream shot out from it, spreading the entire grain and grass camp. Immediately afterwards, she heard a whistling sound from her mouth. The voice was clear and clear. From the bushes, in all directions of darkness, dozens and hundreds of arrows were suddenly shot out. "Boom", the fire soared into the sky.

Once born and cooked twice, setting fire to this kind of thing has only been done once in Jiyang not long ago, and He Yan has already done it very easily.

Huyat was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and only ordered everyone to put out the fire, and the murderer to kill. But this is not Jiyang, and the rivers are not everywhere. The camping place is not far from the river, but it is definitely not close.

He Yan felt a little at ease. These ointments are the last ointment used in the manufacture of fireworks and firearms in Runduli. Although there is rain tonight, the rain is not heavy, but the wind is very urgent. As long as you follow the wind, you will not worry about fire. In the end, these camps are in danger.

"Take advantage of it now!" He Yan said loudly, "Don't retreat, fight!"

The sound of fighting in all directions echoed with the firelight. Huyat looked around, and the Dawei people wearing evil ghost masks rushed out from all directions, which already made Uto soldiers flustered and their morale was unstable. The pace of killing the Dawei people has been disrupted. Huyat almost vomited blood.

All this is because of He Rufei!

He Rufei... He looked around, but didn't see He Rufei's shadow. He was shocked and said angrily: "Catch He Rufei for me, and I will cut off his head myself!"

In the tent, a woman's low cry came. Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and two ghost-like faces appeared in the tent.

The women let out a short "Ah", and before they could speak, one of them covered their mouths. The man took off his mask, revealing a ferocious face with a knife scar, but it was not the appearance of a Uto man. He said impatiently: "We are from Dawei, come to save you, put on your clothes and leave quickly."

The women in the tent were all disheveled, and two of them had already fallen to the ground, already out of breath. Jiang Jiao looked at it and sighed in his heart. When he came, Hu Yate was in chaos inside, and he did something bad to the female prisoners in Rundu. He Yan couldn't delay the business of burning food and grass, so he left, but he didn't let it go. As soon as the grain and grass were burned, let the two of them come over to take a look.

Originally, He Yan felt that He Yan was too soft-hearted, but now looking at the miserable corpses in the camp, even a mountain bandit like Wang Ba couldn't bear it, so he could not help clenching his fists, secretly scolding the Uto people that they were not as good as animals.

Several women quietly followed Wang Ba and the two out of the camp. Uto's soldiers were all concentrated on the side of the grain and grass, and no one noticed them. Jiang Jiao asked, "Can Brother He last for so long alone?"

Wang Ba sneered: "He is a lot more heroic than you and I. He went to rescue the other prisoners."

The tents where the Wei prisoners lived were small and dilapidated, and they could hardly cover the wind and rain. Dozens of women were huddled together, naked and terrified. The tent was filled with the smell of blood and decay, which was disgusting. Every time the Uto people spoil these women, the dead are thrown into the river, and the living are mostly scarred and thrown back.

Seeing that someone came to save them, these women still refused to believe their eyes.

"Let's go," He Yan said, "I'll save you guys out."

A woman in the lead asked tremblingly: "Strong man, what's your name...you...are you General Feihong?"

The masked man didn't move, but after a moment, he took off his mask, revealing the handsome face of a young man, and his voice was calm: "No, my name is He Yan, Wu Anlang, who was proclaimed by His Majesty."

...

The tone of the Uto soldiers was completely disrupted. Those Dawei people wearing masks were not reluctant to fight. Seeing that the food and grass were about to burn out, they turned around and rushed towards the city gate. Above the city gate, ropes have long been hung down, and countless archers are ambushing above the city tower. Once Uto soldiers approached them, they will shoot them with the "arrows" borrowed from the Uto people a few days ago.

It is difficult for the Uto people to move forward, but those masked people like ghosts can retreat.

"They took the captives!" someone shouted.

Huyat was furious: "A bunch of trash! Even women can't stand it!"

Uto soldiers are also wronged in their hearts. Who would have thought that at the juncture of life and death, someone would pay attention to those worthless women? It's just something that becomes the enemy's trophy and will only be a hindrance. If it is put on their Utuo, even if they are rescued, they will still be killed - a woman who has been defiled by the enemy is not qualified to live in this world.

The captured women could not wait to die in the enemy camp. How could they have thought that someone would do everything possible to rescue these women?

The cronies said hesitantly: "I heard that General Feihong He Rufei never hurts women. If someone kidnaps a woman of the Great Wei, as long as he is there, he will rescue him..."

Huyat kicked back, "Damn! I said it before, how could He Rufei come to Rundu!"

The smell of scorched grain and grass came from the field, and from time to time there were Uto soldiers carrying buckets to water, but the wind and fire were raging, but in vain, Huyat looked in the direction of Rundu City Tower in the distance, and countless archers were ambushing them. From the heights, from time to time arrows with torches were shot here, as if warning.

His face was heavy, and he almost clenched his teeth: "Rundu... I will step on Rundu! Let Rundu's old and young bones disappear!"

...

He Yan was the last to go up the tower.

To protect those women, she first pulled the ropes back, and she dealt with the Uto soldiers at the city tower. When she finally had a chance to return to the city, even though the archers used arrows to force the Uto people back, she was still injured.

If there is a war, there will be sacrifices, and it is already very good to have a life.

Those women who escaped from the enemy camp by chance sat on the towers, until the horns of the Uto people could no longer be heard in the distance, and then they came back to their senses. He slowly covered his face with his hands and started crying.

The soldiers of Rundu who were all over the ground behind the city gate had already taken off their masks. One night's raid, everything is highly tense, only now, as if to understand what really happened. Some were crying, while others were laughing, shouting: "We burned their grain! Those Uto people were beaten into fools by us, hahaha, we beat the Uto people!"

It is natural to say that we have won the battle, but this time the night attack was indeed a victory, and it was a great victory. The soldiers and horses of the Uto people who were killed or wounded are unknown for the time being. Of the five hundred elite soldiers brought by He Yan, forty-six were sacrificed and two hundred and seventy-three were wounded. This is the best situation for the Rundu people who have been guarding for more than a month.

Li Kuang looked at the fallen soldiers in disbelief, and murmured, "I did it."

When He Yan took these people, Li Kuang actually didn't agree with him. He was almost prepared that He Yan and these hundreds of people would not survive, but to die. As for burning the food and grass of the Uto people, Li Kuang also believes that it is extremely unlikely.

But these things that were impossible in his eyes have now become reality, and they have even brought back those prisoners captured by the Uto people outside the city.

In Li Kuang's heart, a new hope suddenly ignited. For a long time, he did not think that these soldiers and horses of Rundu could compete with the Uto people. Thinking that he can only defend the city gate and wait for reinforcements. But now He Yan has made him see another possibility, what if the Uto people can't continue to consume it? The Uto people have no food and grass, and they can't hold on for long, and their advantages no longer exist. Now it's just relying on the advantage of numbers, and the number... that young Wu'an Lang Heyan, hasn't he already won two battles with fewer wins?

Thinking of this, Li Kuang looked at He Yan excitedly, seeing the young man sitting leaning against the building wall, before he could take off his mask, he was looking at the rescued women who were hugging and crying, but Li Kuang couldn't see it. He Yan's expression could see the smile on the corner of his mouth.

He was relieved.

In an instant, the picture in front of Li Kuang's eyes overlapped with the past picture again. He still vaguely remembered the time when he fought a battle with He Rufei, who was still a lieutenant general. The same was true for that man, sitting on the ground quietly, watching the soldiers crying or laughing, all the sharpness on the battlefield was reduced. Incredibly soft.

He really resembled He Rufei, Li Kuang thought silently in his heart, more precisely, he was like He Rufei in the past, He Rufei in the past.

"How are you?" Li Kuang walked over.

He Yan raised his head and looked at him, the corner of his mouth curled up, "It's okay, just a little tired."

All night, he and those elite soldiers did not rest, Li Kuang said: "Take a rest."

He Yan nodded, stood up, thought of something, and said to Li Kuang: "These women who have been rescued, please Lord Li to ask someone to find out if they have family members in the city. If there are, please ask their family members to come and bring them home. , If you don't have family members, please let the adults settle them well."

Li Kuang frowned slightly, but did not speak.

He Yan seemed to see what he was thinking, and said lightly: "No matter what Mr. Li thinks in his heart, they are all from the Great Wei Dynasty, and they are also the people of Rundu. Since the Lord is the chief soldier of the city, he cannot sit idly by. The battlefield. The responsibility of the people above is to protect the people within every inch of the country, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, or what happened to them."

She stared at Li Kuang steadily, as if insisting that Li Kuang give her an answer, Li Kuang paused, and said, "I see."

He Yan nodded to him: "Thank you."

She went straight down the tower.

...

He Yan lives in the house arranged by Zhao Shiming. She is Wu Anlang now, but she can live in a room alone by virtue of Wu Anlang's privilege.

She asked the servant in the house for a pot of hot water and entered the house. The servants quickly filled up the hot water and brought it in. He Yan locked the door, took off his mask, and pulled down his clothes.

There were wounds on the back, shoulders and arms, some from knives, some from arrows. Last night, she stood in the front and burned the food and grass of the Uto people. Hundreds of arrows, it is impossible to retreat completely, and now it is very good.

She soaked the handkerchief with hot water and wiped it little by little over the wound. The wounds on her back and shoulders were the deepest, but the wounds on her waist were not much - thanks to Lin Shuanghe's scar removal cream.

When she came to Rundu this time, she took the rest of the scar removal cream on her body. The wounds on her shoulders and waist were exhausted, and she couldn't dig out any more in the box.

After changing into clean clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror. The young man in the mirror was pale. The biggest advantage of masks and black clothes was that the soldiers could not see the blood and wounds, nor could they see her face. They were always in good spirits. Always move forward, always be the one who boosts morale and stabilizes the heart of the army.

He Yan looked at her arm, her sleeve was rolled in half, and there was a stab wound on her exposed arm, but she had used up the powder she had brought, and was about to wrap it up with a white cloth when someone knocked on the door, it was a woman The voice: "Lord Xiaohe."

He Yan said: "Please come in."

A young and beautiful girl came in, with a smile on her face and a small dimple on her left cheek, which made her charming and lively. She came over, handed He Yan a round bottle, and said with a smile, "I just saw Mr. Xiaohe come in and asked the next person for hot water. It is estimated that Mr. Xiaohe is injured. This is what the master usually does. With the leftover gold sore medicine, the concubine brought it." Her eyes fell on the scar on He Yan's arm, "Yeah", "Mr. Xiao He, are you really injured?"

He Yan smiled: "It's just a minor injury, nothing to do."

"That can't be done." The girl came forward, wanting to get close, but she seemed to be aware of her special status, so she didn't dare to go too close, and stood on the side to comfort her: "The minor injury will not be cured, and it will cause a major injury. This is the case with my master, sometimes I get hurt on the battlefield and I don’t care about it, and when it becomes an old injury later, it’s hard to think about it.”

He Yan looked at her young and beautiful face, feeling for a while, she knew this girl, this girl was Li Kuang's favorite concubine, named Qiluo. When she and Li Kuang dealt with the Xiqiang people here, Qiluo knew her very well. Just because this girl is extraordinarily clever and easy-going, she is very good at pleasing Li Kuang. At that time, He Yan was thinking that if she were a man, she would love such a girl wholeheartedly.

At that time, Qiluo was only sixteen years old, very young, and her face was round. Three or four years later, she grew a little longer, her childishness dissipated, and her round face turned into an oval face, even the dimple on her left cheek and this sweet smile remained unchanged.

"Lord Xiaohe, what are you looking at me for?" Qiluo touched his face, rolled his eyes, and said crisply: "I'm good-looking, and my family's favorite is me."

He Yan couldn't help laughing out loud. Qiluo loved to show off these words back then, and she still loves to show off these words now. Just these words made her seem to be back in those days.

"What are you laughing at?" Qiluo asked, "Am I ugly?"

"No, no," He Yan waved, "I just remembered some past events."

Because Qiluo was so cute and smart back then, He Yan couldn't help thinking of her as his sister. Although she has a sister, He Xinying, but because of the intricate relationship of the He family, He Xinying is not close to her. At that time, looking at Qiluosheng's beauty, well-behaved and clever temperament, just because Qiluo was not worth it, if such a girl wants to get married, she should find a young man who is similar in age to her. As for Li Kuang, it's not that He Yan looked down on this colleague, but Li Kuang could be Qiluo's father at his age. He was serious and arrogant, not considerate, and he didn't know what Qiluo liked about him.

At that time, Qiluo held his cheeks and smiled "giggling", and said to He Yan, "My family is all servants, Vice-General He, a talented young man, how could he possibly marry a servant? Be a wife. If you are a wife to another family slave, and give birth to a child, you will still be a servant. If you are a servant, look up to others, and if you accidentally annoy your master, you will lose your life. What good is it."

"It's better to follow the master, eat and wear warm clothes, I only need to please the master, and I will no longer be afraid of others bullying me. What you said is false, I just take it as an errand and be the master's concubine. This errand is easier than doing the errands you mentioned. And the master is direct and doesn't like to go around, so I don't have to fight with him, it's very good."

"Lieutenant General He, you and the master are both people who protect the common people of the Wei Dynasty. They are heroes. I am the master's concubine, and I am the hero's woman. I don't think it's bad. I am living a better life now than before. My life I don’t have any wishes anymore. I just hope that ten years from now, I will still be the concubine that is the master’s favorite. I hope that ten years from now, I will not be old and degenerate, and there will be no other fox spirits to rob me of the master’s favor and pity. In this way, I am very grateful to Empress Guanyin."

He Yan felt at the time that this girl was quite transparent, benevolent and benevolent, and everyone had their own ideas. In a day like Qiluo, she would just feel happy and happy.

Now it seems that I don't know for ten years, but after three years, it seems that she is still Li Kuang's favorite concubine, and she is brought in Rundu.

She lowered her head and smiled, and sprinkled the medicinal powder that Qiluo brought on the wound on her arm, Qiluo looked at it curiously, and couldn't help saying: "Sir Xiaohe, you don't look very old, why are you like my master? Why don't you say a word when you put the medicine? Don't these warriors in your war know that it hurts?"

"It's not that it doesn't hurt," He Yan said, "I think when your master took the medicine, it should have been very painful, but in front of the girl, I was embarrassed to call it out."

Qiluo laughed: "Sir Xiaohe, what you said is really interesting."

He Yan finished applying the medicine powder, returned the bottle to Qiluo, and said, "Miss Qiluo, thank you for the medicine."

Qiluo took the bottle and didn't leave immediately. She just looked at He Yan and said, "Sir Xiaohe, it's just a little bit of medicine. You don't need to thank me. It's me who wants to say thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

"Thank you for coming up with a clever plan last night, burning the Uto people's food and grass, and giving us a bad breath. Thank you for saving those women."

She lowered her head and smiled helplessly, "I know that those women who were kidnapped by the Uto people, if it wasn't for you last night, they would never have returned to Rundu alive. No one would care about their lives, even if it was the master. If you lead the troops in person, you will not care about their lives, but you are different." She looked at He Yan, her eyes sparkling, "You brought them back, and not a single one was missed. I thought, how could this happen? How about an official appointed by His Majesty when you are young? It must be that you got some advantage on the battlefield before."

"I don't feel that way anymore. You're not like them. You're a good guy and a real hero."