Novoland: Eagle Flag: Swallow burning

"Dust... the dust that blows with the wind;

Horseshoes beat the outside world;

The silence... the deepest silence;

Reddish in the embers of children. "

Wrapped in a black robe, he sat curled up in a dark corner under the cowhide tent with his thin body wrapped. On the simple dirt road ahead, knights galloped to and fro, and the violent sound of horseshoes seemed to shatter the whole world. The smoke and dust behind the horse rose high and fell again, and fine loess deposited on the stranger's black robe.

This is the second year of King Xie Jingde's second year, the old lord of the Xie Dynasty, Ji Ye, died, and the second year after the new king, Ji Changye, tore up the former alliance and once again Chen Bing Strait. On both sides of the Baili Strait where the waves are surging, the barbarian Qingyang Kingdom's 100,000 soldiers stationed in Shangzhou and the elite of the Daxie Chaotian Expedition Corps confront each other across the water.

The astrologers looked up at the stars blankly: "Which side will the masters of the stars give victory this time?"

The Lord of Qingyang, Lu Guichen, has already moved the nobles and generals of the three armies from the northern capital of the country to the capital of Guiwang, which is adjacent to the strait. All of a sudden, hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers and iron cavalry gathered in Guiwang City. All day long, uniformed cavalry galloped on the roads inside and outside the city, exchanging sentries. If the residents who stayed were not to follow Qingyang Lord Lu Guichen to fight Xie Dynasty, then it was because of poverty. The barbarians have a strong folk style, but after being calm for a long time, they smell the breath of war again, and those **** past events have awakened from their memories, and secretly people are a little flustered.

This is a troubled world that is far from over.

In this troubled world, no one noticed the person hidden under the black robe. She came quietly and stayed silently like a stray kitten. Anyone can trample on her life.

A pair of feet stopped in front of the black robe. On the feet were rough cowhide boots that had not been tanned, and above them were the simplest burlap clothes. A bundle of thin rope made from a sage stem. . All the clothes on his body were made by him, except for the iron mirror on his chest. The shiny iron mirror marked his identity as a mirror warrior from the gift of Qingyang Lord Lu Guichen.

There may be many mirror warriors in the barbarians, but Yan Jinglong is still unique among all the mirror warriors. Because Yan Jinglong doesn't know martial arts at all. In fighting, he can't even compare to the lowest leather armor warrior, but he has the status of a mirror warrior. Yan Jinglong is an astrologer. The astrology of the barbarian tribes is far inferior to that of Xie Chaoda, but the ancient astrological classics still contain a lot of profound wisdom. It's a pity that the martial ethos of the barbarians made young people dislike spending time on wisdom skills, so the barbarian astrologers also declined year by year until the birth of Yan Jinglong.

Yan Jinglong has shown his love for nature since he was a child. He likes to gaze at a flower and plant for meditation and also likes to look up at the stars in the sky. When he was thirteen years old, he watched the changes of the astrology at night and blurted out a sentence-"The military disaster has arrived"! Only three months later, Xie Yulie King Ji Ye sent his army north to fight Lu Guichen in Guiwang City.

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For a while, the samurai carefully carried the child back to the inner tent.

"What?" Lu Guichen raised his eyebrows.

"His Royal Highness said that she has been married to the king for two years and she has not given birth to a child that cannot be raised by others."

"Please come down." Lu Guichen thought for a moment before saying.

The beautiful girl in the sable fur that was sweeping the ground walked into Lu Guichen's inner tent with gentle steps. A beautiful and fragile barbarian girl like her is extremely rare. It is clear that the Queen Mother also spent a lot of thought on choosing a wife for Lu Guichen to take care of his preferences and personality. Unfortunately, after all, some things are irreparable.

Lu Guichen's concubine is more than ten years younger than him, but she is also a descendant of a barbarian nobleman. Still kneeling there reluctantly with a stubborn look on his face.

Unexpectedly, Lu Guichen just smiled and waved her to get up.

The concubine was a little surprised that Lu Guichen in her memory was always taciturn and rarely laughed, but now Lu Guichen is not only smiling, but also laughing a bit bleakly. She had just been married for two years and she didn't really know her husband.

"Princess" Lu Guichen put the child into her arms with his own hands, "I didn't ask you to raise this child to burden you. I also know that as a woman, you want to have your own child, but I hope you can Help me."

The concubine looked at Lu Guichen puzzled.

"I want to find the best mother for this child." Lu Guichen said, "The people around me can only trust you."

"Is he the king's flesh and blood?"

"No" Lu Guichen said slowly, "But I love this child and hope you can love him too."

"Yes..."

Lu Guichen gently put the child back into the concubine's arms. With his fingers, he picked up the glove on the child's neck. The blue iron finger glove was hung on the child's still immature neck by a silver chain.

"This finger cot is too heavy for you, isn't it?" Lu Guichen's finger tapped the child's small face. In the end, he didn't take off the finger cot. Although he didn't want to leave that too heavy mission to the baby who was smiling in his sleep, there must always be someone who inherits the ideal of a warrior.

"As long as I live, I will defend your happiness with my sword and blood. From today on, you are my daughter!"

The strong wind on the sea cliff in Hanzhou cut Lu Guichen's face like a knife.

Huo Yun stood quietly in the sea breeze, with the Lord Qingyang and his small body in a black cloak on his back. The pale emerald eyes behind the veil look out across the sea and see nothing but low-flying seagulls.

"The opposite is Zhongzhou." Lu Guichen said, "Although we can't see it, Zhongzhou is there."

"He said that many years ago, he drifted on this sea for three days and three nights to see a friend."

"Yes" Lu Guichen said, "We were still friends and best friends at that time..."

"We used to be friends... Do you hate me for doing a lot of things that I'm sorry for you?"

"We used to be friends..." Lu Guichen whispered.

The monstrous huge waves slapped on the rocks with the force of destroying everything, and countless water splashes flew up to hit the hazy sky. The water threads and foam confused her vision, she suddenly pointed to the emptiness above the sea and said, "Look, look, I see him again."

I don't know what power ignited her spirit and her aging body broke free from Lu Guichen's control. The small body wrapped in a black cloak jumped out into the void and she said, "Wait for me!"

Lu Guichen didn't stop him from quietly watching a black cloak fall into the snow-white waves and foam like a black swallow throwing water. The power of the waves rolled her and beat the reef continuously. Lu Guichen's hands trembling slightly as he rode his horse.

"Fire oil!" Lu Guichen shouted.

"King" The horsemen in the distance hurriedly approached, "We didn't take them with us, maybe there are..."

"Fire oil."

There is no room for hesitation, Lord Qingyang's order was passed down all the way. At the camp five miles away, thousands of bags of kerosene were carried by the cavalry and transported to the sea cliff, where they were poured into the sea. A huge oil spot covered the surrounding sea surface, and the black oil layer rolled with the waves.

Lu Guichen threw the torch into the flames rising from the sea, he rode his horse and turned around, never looking back again.

The black swallow between water and fire finally turns to ashes.

From nothing to nothing.

That was the second year after King Xie Jingde. Legend has it that the astrology sacred book "Amano Fenhuang Scroll" was quietly introduced to the barbarians in that year. With the efforts of Yan Jinglong, the astrologer of the generation of barbarians, the level of astrology of the barbarians far exceeded that of Dong Lu, which vaguely proved the truth of the rumors.

However, what future generations care about is only the characters in the mysterious ancient book and their sorrows and joys, but they have been buried under the smoke and dust of history.

(End)