Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 2: The Mighty King Nine
In the third year of Emperor Cheng, the first day of September.
Jimo raised his head, a ray of moon appeared in the clouds, it was a fish-scale sky, and a row of cloud patterns filled the dark blue night sky. Yu Ran sat beside him, unusually quiet, the two of them sat side by side on the wall, took off their shoes and socks and put them beside them. His feet were cool in the night breeze. Ji Ye remembered that time when he, Yu Ran and Lu Guichen went out of the city and soaked their feet in the cool stream. They fell asleep leaning on each other's shoulders in the sun.
And he is not going out for an outing now, he is wearing iron-colored dace armor, with the cavalry general's military emblem hanging from his shoulders. He looked at the soldiers on the city wall far away, and he thought that he was about to go to war, to accomplish his achievements and ambitions, to see that lion-like man, but when he returned triumphantly, the people who passed under the city gate Sometimes, he will lead the vanguard cavalry to walk at the forefront, and the road will be full of people. No one can ignore his glory.
But maybe, this time, he will die under the knife of that lion-like man.
"Hey, idiot, I have a question for you." Yu Ran said suddenly.
"Well, you say."
"You are going to Shangyang Pass, so I will ask you about the allusion of Shangyang Pass. The characters in East Lu are dead, and the word Shang is ominous. But do you know why Shangyang Pass is called this name?" Yu Ran twisted Turning her head, she tied her hair into a long ponytail. At this time, a strand of untied hair floated out, slowly rising and falling in the wind.
Ji Ye was stunned for a moment, and Yu Ran made a funny face at him: "If you don't study, if you don't study, you will kill a cow who doesn't study!"
"Bull?" Ji Ye was stunned for a moment, Yuran had never called him that before, sometimes he called him Wood, sometimes he called him Wild Monkey, and sometimes he called him Big Bear, but he never called him that. He is called a cow.
"Stupid cow, stupid cow! Stupid chant!" Yu Ran wrinkled her nose and said loudly.
Yu Ran turned her face away, not looking at him.
"It's because the Qiangwei Emperor Bai Yin led his troops to attack Yangguan, and killed as many as 100,000 people. The corpses could be piled up under the city wall and walked up to the top of Yangguan. It's too heavy, so changing the name of Yangguan to 'Shangyangguan' is also a sad meaning." Ji Ye could only say, "I know, it's in the "Four Governors' War Records."
Most of what he knows about historical allusions is in this way from the mouths of storytellers in the market.
"Then why did he attack Yang Pass?" Yu Ran turned her head.
"Because Princess Rose is about to die, she wants to watch Bai Yin ascend the throne of the Taiqing Palace before she dies." Ji Ye said. These are also the plots that must be lavished in romance novels, and Ji Ye is very familiar with them.
"Then if I'm about to die, will you lead troops to take down Shangyang Pass?"
Jimo was stunned for a moment, and didn't realize for a while why the topic changed suddenly.
He scratched his head: "But you have nothing to do, and you don't want me to be emperor."
"Suppose, suppose!" Yu Ran became displeased, "Suppose I'm about to die, and I want you to fight Shangyang Pass, will you go?"
"But..." Ji Ye was a little dazed, he didn't know how to deal with this kind of childishness that only a little girl should have. He thought that Yuran was not young anymore, she was a fifteen-year-old girl.
"Then you are going to die. What do you want me to do, of course I will go." Ji Ye thought maybe there is no need to be so serious, just coax this troublesome girl.
"No sincerity!" Yu Ran was furious, like a cat with bristling fur, she gritted her teeth hard, and turned her head away again.
For a long time, Yu Ran didn't turn around, she didn't speak, and Ji Ye didn't know what to say.
"Yu Ran?" Ji Ye tried to call her softly.
Yu Ran should not be him.
"Yu Ran?" He went up and pushed Yu Ran's shoulder.
Yu Ran twisted his shoulders and shook off his hand.
"Okay, okay! Then I will lead the troops to attack Shangyang Pass." Ji Ye became impatient, he stood up from the wall, and said loudly, as if thundering, "You just say that I If I want to be emperor, I will also take down Tianqi City!"
Yu Ran finally turned around and cast a blank stare at him: "You lead soldiers? How can you have soldiers?"
"If I have soldiers, I will lead them. If I don't have soldiers, I will go by myself. Are you satisfied?" Ji Ye stared.
"As you like! I don't care!" Yu Ran also stood up, pouted. She spread her hands to balance her body, and walked a few steps along the wall like a rope walker in the market, then she suddenly jumped up and ran away like a bird, as if she was so light that she had no weight.
Ji Ye stared blankly at her back, a stone fell under his feet, and the stone fell into the small river below the wall, rippling round and round, shattering the moonlight. Himeno felt that someone was watching him, and he turned his head to look behind him.
Lu Guichen was wearing a moon-white heavy armor, standing by the small river: "Jiye, let's go, the general is still waiting for us in the wind pond."
But he didn't look at Ji Ye, his gaze also followed the distant bird-like shadow, rising and falling on the wall in the night.
There are wind ponds.
Xiyuan was also dressed in dace armor, standing in the courtyard with his sword pressed. Ji Ye and Lu Guichen came in, and Xiyuan went up to perform the military salute. They are friends, and there was no such formal etiquette in the past. Ji Ye and Lu Guichen felt the prudence of this etiquette, and each responded with military salute.
"Uncle is recuperating in the back room and asked me to send a message to ask Young Master Chen to go to the East Chamber, and Ji Ye will stay here to obey orders." Xiyuan said.
"Understood!" Lu Guichen agreed, and went to the backyard alone.
He walked away, Xi Yuan turned to look at Ji Ye: "Uncle said that there is a gift, let me wait here to give it to you. He said that you are his student, and the teacher should give you a gift, but it has never been suitable. I want to sell something, but you will definitely like this thing.”
Himino froze for a moment.
"Isn't it...a flower or something?" he asked. This was just a joke, but Xi Yan gave him something, it was really unbelievable.
"You take care of yourself." Xiyuan flashed aside.
Jimo finally saw it. On the bronze wooden stand behind Xiyuan, there was an ancient and heavy war spear. When Himeno saw the gun, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, he felt some kind of calling, coming out of the gun was an ancient and heavy man's voice.
He stretched out his hand, trembling, and approached the gun, and a wonderful and long rhythm came out of the gun.
Himino grabbed the gun violently!
Yes! Still that familiar feeling! Hold a live poisonous dragon! It is cold and hard in the palm of its master, but it will also roar and swallow the world!
Jimo never thought that he could still see the tiger roaring tooth gun in this life. This weapon, which seemed to be connected with his blood, reappeared in his palm as if it had never been cut off in the middle of the night. . This is the weapon of his ancestors, and now it returns by his name, blood and calling.
"Don't ask why," Xiyuan patted him on the shoulder, "I don't know anything. But Uncle said, this thing belongs to the owner. It belongs to you, so it will come back to you."
Lu Guichen walked into the east chamber. Youfeng Pond was originally a summer retreat for the ruler of the country. Although the East Wing is not as grand as a palace, it is still a spacious big house with a cool breeze blowing inside, but no lights are lit.
"You are here." An old voice said from behind the wide bamboo curtain.
"Teacher." Lu Guichen knelt down and bowed, and then sat cross-legged.
He and his teacher are sitting across the bamboo curtain, this is the fourteenth time he has seen his teacher here. And he hadn't even seen the face of the person behind the bamboo curtain. What he knew was that Xi Yan brought him here for the first time, pointed to the bamboo curtain and said, the people inside want to be your teacher, and you can choose whether to be his student or not. At that time, it was very quiet inside the bamboo curtain, and there was no sound coming out, but Lu Guichen felt something, like strands of cold air passing through the bamboo curtain, and pounced on his face. He turned his head to look at Xi Yan, but Xi Yan didn't look at him, but just stared at the bamboo curtain silently with a solemn expression.
So Lu Guichen knelt down and worshiped this person whom he didn't even know how to call him as his teacher.
In the fourteen times he has been taught, the person behind the bamboo curtain has never stepped out to demonstrate for him. The teacher only talked about the mind and principles of martial arts, his voice was old but as beautiful as a song, and his teachings pointed directly at people's hearts, as if they were inspired by a god, which was irresistible. Lu Guichen followed this teacher to learn Qieyujin, and Xi Yan learned the two-handed sword technique, and then this teacher condensed all the skills into a two-handed sword flurry tactic capable of cutting armor and cutting iron swords. A weapon is nothing more than a piece of iron. Lu Guichen had never thought before that the skill condensed on a piece of iron could be so profound.
For Lu Guichen, this teacher is a god.
"I am your teacher," the person in the curtain whispered, "I have seen you fourteen times in the past three years, and I have taught you the principles of strength and body skills fourteen times, I hope it will benefit you But today is probably the last day of our teaching. I will leave here soon, and you have already learned my essence. The rest is up to you to experience on the battlefield. You are about to step on the battlefield, Once a person steps on the battlefield, all martial arts are no longer what they used to be in his mind. It is no longer about chopping a stake with a knife, or cutting off a head with a knife in the air. What you will learn is to chop down with one knife , watching the hot blood gushing out of the enemy's body, feeling the touch of the blade cutting through the skin, muscle and bone, is cruel, but you have to learn to grasp every feeling, this is how you judge your next step The fundamentals of advancing or retreating. You only need to make one mistake and you will lose everything.”
"Student understands."
"You are a smart child, but not cruel enough," the teacher said, "but all martial arts are just a means of killing in the first place. This is the first time since ancient times that various tribes took pig iron out of iron stones Casting iron knives and pruning straight wooden slats from branches to make feather arrows is already doomed. These weapons will eventually be thrown into the enemy's body. This **** fact cannot be changed and does not need to be changed.”
"Students...understand!"
"You have heard it now, and you will remember it, but I hope you say that you understand it, and you really understand it." The teacher sighed, "As a teacher, I should give you a gift. First day of student, I've got this thing ready."
The bamboo curtain was slowly lifted up one foot, and an old hand pushed out a five-foot-long saber from under the bamboo curtain. Lu Guichen looked at this ancient knife in amazement. He had never seen such a long sword before. The knife, the knife is wrapped in a sheath, it can't be seen, but from the movement of the scabbard, it can be seen that the knife has an elegant and formidable edge arc.
"I will use this knife to help you succeed." The teacher said.
Lu Guichen stretched out his hand and touched the scabbard.
"You can hold it, but don't draw the knife now."
Lu Guichen looked up at the bamboo curtain in surprise.
"Because there is an unwilling soul in the knife, its previous owner was a murderous person. The previous owner also used it to kill countless people. The blade has worn out badly, thanks to me A very good friend repaired it, I think this knife should be suitable for you to use. Although it is a little longer, but Xiyan's two-handed sword technique does not care about length."
Lu Guichen stroked the leather scabbard of the knife in admiration. He had never seen such exquisite handwork. The rose silver carving decoration on the handle of the knife, the collar, and the knife was ancient and unrestrained, which is the unique spirit of Heluo products. The leather sheath is rough but has a warm feeling in the hand. When holding the handle, anyone who uses a knife will want to try to pull it out.
"When you go to battle to kill, you have a murderous intent in your heart, which is as dangerous as holding a knife edge. I hope you understand. So holding a weapon is not only dangerous to the enemy, but also dangerous to yourself. With your heart, it should be enough Shock the restless spirit in this knife." The teacher said.
"What's its name?" Lu Guichen asked.
"Shadow Moon, Shadow Moon in Blade. Do you know the twin of Bright Moon? You can't see it because it has no light. It is the dark shadow of the moon. When it takes shape, it is soaked in blood In the middle of the day, drops of blood hang down on the full moon, shining brightly!" The teacher stood up, "This is an evil knife, you should take care of it yourself."
Lu Guichen knelt down with a knife in his hand.
He didn't dare to look up, he heard footsteps, this was the first time the teacher walked out of the bamboo curtain where he was hiding. The footsteps passed by him, heading for the door.
"Don't you want to see your teacher?" The teacher's voice came from the door.
Lu Guichen raised his head and turned around, seeing the robe flying by the door under the moonlight.
"Don't lose to Ji Ye. The art of hardness and softness are the two extremes of martial arts. Ji Ye has won Ji Yang's soul, and you have won my favor. I don't want to lose to my old partner!" This is the last exhort.
With his back facing the moonlight, Lu Guichen couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel the old man smiling at him for the first time.
Xi Yan sat in the darkness of the back room, the lamp had just been blown out by him, and a wisp of white smoke rose from the wick.
Xiyuan came in silently: "Uncle, all the troops are ready. They are all ready too, do you want to go out at night?"
"Go out at night." Xi Yan nodded, "Has anyone taken care of my flowers?"
"Arranged three sergeants, all are careful, and one is a gardener at home."
"I'm relieved now," Xi Yan smiled, "Xiyuan, do you know what this battle means?"
Xiyuan shook his head, he didn't have confidence in this kind of thing, he just had absolute confidence in his uncle.
"A new era is coming, the new era of our heavenly drive." Xi Yan raised his sword, "I can smell the smell in the **** wind, every **** time will reawaken our spirit Ambitious."
Uncles and nephews walked side by side in the shadow of the corridor, Xi Yuan pressed his hands on his breastplate, kept walking, and looked straight ahead: "The iron armor is still there."
Xi Yan also acted like him: "It's still there!"
In the atrium with a wind pond, Lu Guichen with a long knife and Ji Ye with a spear waited silently. Xi Yan and Xiyuan came out, and there was no word between the four of them, Ji Ye and Lu Guichen followed the general's pace.
It was midnight on the first day of September in the third year of Emperor Cheng.
On the second day of September in the third year of Emperor Cheng, Muhe Beach in the east of Jianshui.
With guns and halberds like a forest, ten thousand soldiers stood silently in the morning wind, beside them were eight bulls pulling side by side on a cart, and heavy giant shields were piled up like a hill. The white flag of the flame rose was flying in the wind, but a feathered arrow slanted under the rose.
The banner of Bai Yi, the great general of the Wei Kingdom of Chu, the descendant of the branch of the emperor's family immediately stood under the banner, his white battle clothes fluttering in the wind.
Across from him was a large sedan chair for thirty-two people, with red bars and black paint, gold leaf cut out to make leaves and acacia pattern stickers, and double bead curtains blocked the people in the sedan chair.
"The great general won all battles and returned safely." The human voice in the sedan chair was a gentle woman's voice.
Bai Yi didn't answer, but immediately bowed and bowed.
"Get my qin." The man in the sedan chair said again.
The young guards who were waiting behind the sedan chair led the horse forward a few steps, holding the long piano. A maid came out from the bamboo curtain, the sedan chair was so high that there were still two and a half people on the ground, the maid leaned over to pick up the piano from the hand of the guard and went back.
After a few string tests, the person in the sedan chair said in a low voice: "I want to imitate the ancient people, and sing the piano to send off the recruitment."
The person in the sedan chair sings slowly, with a clear and clear voice:
"Wade to pick lotus for Qing,
It's a long battle to capture the flag for Qing.
Looking at Xici palace for Qing,
Sing slowly for Qing Baixi. "
What she sang was a love song, but she had the awe-inspiring and inviolable grace of a wealthy family, she was also noble and pure, and there was a hint of sadness. The three armies were silent, and all could hear her singing, each bowing their heads solemnly. The qin song of Chu Guogong is actually a melody circulated in Chu Weiguo. It sings about a man cherishing a woman's life, picking lotus for her, going out for her, resigning her fame for her, and mourning for her old age. The meaning of the words is simple, but the meaning is long.
The singing stopped, and the person in the sedan chair said in a low voice: "All the soldiers are fathers, wives and children. They are all fighting for themselves and their families. There are still people waiting in their hometown. I hope you will repay the emperor and return in triumph."
Immediately, a sergeant shouted loudly: "The lord prays, all the soldiers will repay the emperor and return in triumph!"
The sound boomed for ten miles, and the ten thousand troops shouted in unison.
"On behalf of the three armies, thank the Lord for this grace." Bai Yi bowed on the saddle.
"I have something to say to the general, can the general come closer?" asked the person in the sedan chair.
Bai Yi led the horse to the sedan chair curtain.
"I hope that the general will return safely with the small boat this time. I don't want to see my daughter leave my side again in this life."
Bai Yi was silent for a while, and shook his head slightly: "Living in troubled times, no one can be free. Although the daughter of the king is just a girl who grew up in beauty, she doesn't have to fight desperately, but the king expects her It may not be easy to grow up around you. This wish sounds small, but for most people living in troubled times, it is already very difficult."
He bowed slightly as a salute, and steered his horse forward.
"General, stay one more step!" The voice of the king became urgent from behind.
Bai Yi stopped his horse and waved, standing in front of the bead curtain.
"For the people and His Majesty the Emperor, I may be the Duke of Chu, the princes of Chu Wei. But please have mercy on me. I am also a woman. I gave birth to a daughter. I really hope that I can see it with my own eyes. Watch her grow up." Across the car curtain, one of the figures could be vaguely seen standing up, fully dressed and kneeling, and the majestic duke actually bowed to the general through the car curtain, "If there is anyone in this world who can help me For this wish, who else is there besides the general? All I can rely on is the general."
Bai Yi was not frightened by this great gift, he just looked down at the green grass on the ground.
"Is that so? Then I understand." After a long time, he turned around and left, "Please look forward to the triumphant return of your servant!"
He led the horse to gallop, drew out his sword and pointed forward, the three armies followed him and roared loudly, amidst the sound of whips and the roar of bulls, one cart after another slowly pulled out.
The third day of September in the third year of Emperor Cheng.
Strider Yang City in the south of Chun Kingdom, in a hut outside the city.
The man was shrouded in a pitch-black iron armor. He knelt on the bamboo mat, silently facing the knife holder in front of him. There is a saber horizontally on the knife rack. The knife is plainly dressed, with a square head and a straight body. It is a common weapon on the battlefield. His armor was heavy, but his figure was not very tall. When he was kneeling, this heavy armor was propped on the ground, which seemed very cumbersome. A man holds a rosary in one hand on his chest. He closed his eyes, time had passed for a long time, and the incense stick in the incense burner in the corner of the room had been extinguished.
The sound of birds vibrating feathers came urgently from far and near, and a statue rushed in from the window like a prey, and quickly landed on the man's hand holding the rosary. It lowered its head and pecked at the rosary, the rope of the rosary was broken by it, and the beads fell to the table.
"What a troublemaker." The man whispered, pulling out the letter from the bamboo branch on the carved foot.
The letter is simple:
"Liang Qiusong issued an order on behalf of the lord, the general returned to the commanding position of the wind and tiger cavalry army, and the south conquered the king, and the military order was controlled by the lord. When the king is decisive, the three armies have been waiting for the king for a long time. The king should advance, advance, enter !”
Three "in" in a row, expressing the urgency of the letter writer, the man was silent for a while, and burned the letter on the candle beside him.
"Father! Father! Father!" A loud voice came from outside, and a young man in plain white rushed in from outside, stumbled and knelt on the ground, "There are people in armor outside. , broke in with a sword!"
Sure enough, there were human voices outside, but it was not noisy, but the sound of neat footsteps.
The man's eyes were still quiet under the visor: "Hua Ming, don't worry, they are the ones who got the news and came to inform me."
"What? What news?" The young man's eyes widened.
"The lord restored me to the position of commander of the capital, and ordered me to march south."
"The adoptive father...the adoptive father can't agree!" The young man shouted anxiously, "This is re-entering the wolf's den! Liang Qiusong..."
The man raised a hand to signal that he needn't speak any further.
He got up, shook his armor, and walked out of his meditation hut. In the open space outside the house, there were more than twenty people kneeling side by side. They are all wearing delicate thin steel armor, which is the standard armor that can only be equipped by the generals of the Chunguo Fenghu Cavalry Army. Everyone kneeling in the open space has the status of a commander.
"You guys came so fast." After a moment of silence, the man said.
"The army has been waiting for the general to take over the Tiger Talisman for many years!" One of the people outside looked up, he was still panting, it was clear that he came in a hurry, his face was red, and his eyes were eager.
The man nodded: "Will the soldiers obey my orders?"
"Yes!" Everyone answered in unison.
"Listen clearly, the so-called Duke Chun is no longer the dead ancestor, he is a child, and he is unable to afford your life and death. His order to send me to the war is only for me alone .You came here to follow me. What I am asking now is, will you obey—my—order?” The man asked in a low voice, and he suddenly amplified his voice, as if thunder had descended into the world, “Again Ask once, will you obey—my—order!?”
"Yes!!!" Everyone answered in unison without any hesitation.
"Okay!" The man turned around, "Then follow me!"
He lifted the saber from the knife holder in the hut. The moment he lifted the knife, his adopted son watched silently, feeling stupid.
"Hua Ming," the man said in a low voice, "what I said at the time was not a lie." . pity. "
He turned his head and strode out of the house.
"In my whole life, I was supposed to be a long monk." The man stopped a step and looked back at his adopted son, "It's a pity that I have killed too many people. I can only continue to hold the sword, maybe I can still do it." A little recovery."
In September of the third year of Emperor Dayin Cheng, the confrontational Shangyang Pass finally became the place of decisive battle. The princes of the six countries jointly signed the "Yi Jiaqin King Order", and if they officially declared war on the Li Kingdom for the second time, the second Qin King that Emperor Dayin expected would come much sooner than he thought.
Princes of Chu Wei State Chu Weigong sent Wu Yanghou and Yu Dianyue General Bai Yi to the expedition. He personally sent him off for a hundred and twenty miles, and said goodbye to Jianshui, singing "Cai Lian" for him. Bai Yi's 10,000-mountain spear armor, carrying 60,000 pack horses, pointed directly at Shangyang Pass.
The princes of the lower Tang Dynasty, Lord Tang, commanded Xi Yan as the commander-in-chief of the Baili Jinghong Martial Arts Hall, and the 20,000 troops of the Daliu Camp raised their flags, accompanied by 200,000 catties of baggage carriages.
Liang Qiusong, an important minister of the state of Chun, sent an order for Gong Ao Zhirun of the state of Chun to reactivate the famous general Hua Ye who has been resting in the fields. The famous general of "Tiger God" brought up his saber again. The Wind Tiger Iron Cavalry charged three hundred miles in one night and pointed from the north to the back of Wang Yu, intimidating Ying Wuyi from leaving behind to defend the north of Wang Yu's red brigade army.
The Huya and Yingyue, the two soul-imprinted weapons that will illuminate the next twenty years with blood light, roar like divine beasts in the palms of the youngsters. They've longed for blood and the clash of metal for far too long.
Weapons cannot be hidden in a box for a long time, and the same goes for famous generals in troubled times and future emperors. They prepared their armor, set up the banners that marked the emblems of each family, and went to the battlefield with no ending. At this time, the male lion licking its claws was in the depths of Shangyang Pass, waiting for their arrival.