The northwest frontier, withered grass and shrubs, dots the land in disorder. Due to the year-round lack of water, there is brown and yellow soil everywhere, barren, dry, cracked ground surface, endless desolation, a barren land with few human beings, even the sparrows are dead.

There are no traces, some are just strong winds, mixed with yellow sand all over the sky.

The Shuofang Military Region is located in the long and narrow hinterland of the Gobi. There are large military strongholds with no less than 400,000 troops stationed there. Horses are barricaded outside the military camp, trenches are deeply plowed, and flags are fluttering and rustling everywhere on the giant wooden fences.

At the height of the arrow tower, the sentries had solemn expressions and were alert with their bows. The military tents in the camp were dotted and densely packed, and the soldiers formed ranks and patrolled back and forth.

At this time, a burst of loess smoke suddenly rolled up on the blue skyline, and more than a dozen heavy armored cavalry galloped towards them, their heavy horse hooves hitting the soil, making a thumping sound.

Standing in the arrow tower with an unobstructed view, the sharp-eyed sentries suddenly perked up and raised their bows to warn. Then the gate of the military camp quickly closed, the horn bugle sounded loud and urgent, and everything went on in an orderly manner.

But in a moment, this group of cavalry had arrived at the foot of the walled city. It was led by a sturdy cavalry, holding a half-halberd. The originally shiny breastplate on the chest was now deeply dented, and the fine scales were slanted from the lock on the left shoulder.

It was torn to the lower abdomen, leaving a large gash. The scabbed wound inside the breastplate looked like a ferocious horned dragon, with its teeth and claws bared. Even the sentry at the top of the arrow tower couldn't help but frown at the sight of the brown-red flesh.

,shocking.

There were more than ten people and horses behind them, all of them were wounded and disheveled. Their dark manes had become dull after running for a long distance. Even the Dawan horses from the Western Regions were flapping their nostrils and snorting frequently due to the fatigue of running for a long time.

The soldiers on horseback were very tired at this time, but the ranks were still neat and tidy. Although their faces could not hide their fatigue, the eyes of the cavalry still shone with perseverance and brightness.

The young sentinel sighed in his heart, what a group of iron-blooded sergeants, it seemed that the cavalry had just left the fighting, and there was still an evil spirit that had not dissipated on their bodies, which was particularly frightening.

The sentry on the arrow tower was slightly startled, and couldn't help but licked his chapped lips nervously. Although he was somewhat certain in his mind that they were the Tang army, not the enemy, the murderous aura and oppressive feeling still made him subconsciously

He held the horned bow tightly, took out the arrow cluster from the quiver, and secretly tightened the bowstring with his finger.

It was obvious that the team in front of them was in ruins and had just experienced fighting in a bloody battlefield. From the torn uniforms, the cavalry could not be clearly identified without careful identification or even the unit number.

The heavy cavalry, known as the Tigers of the Plains, with its streamlined troops and horses, has fast and flexible mobility, excellent individual combat capabilities, and thick defensive armor. It really surprised the sentries that they encountered such an embarrassing situation in the wilderness.

, I can't help but secretly wonder in my heart what kind of brutal battle this team of people must have experienced.

The young sentry in the Arrow Tower was filled with admiration. He could see that these were his own troops, but he still had to ask questions according to military regulations, so he stopped being wordy and shouted down: "What kind of troops are below? Please report your vassal status and military rank!"

"

"In the south of Yangbaili, there is a stronghold of Changshe Army. The heavy cavalry is under the seventh battalion of Feilu. Lieutenant Li Meng of Zuo Guoyi, please open the camp gate quickly. There is an urgent military situation of 100,000 people. I want to meet Marshal Guo directly.

..." After the leader said this, he took out an ivory-carved military badge from his armor, raised his arm and showed it in front of the sentry at a high place...

...

In a large tent, there is a strong middle-aged man, about sixty years old, old and strong, with a beard, tiger eyes, a face that shows resoluteness, and a very powerful temperament. This man is Guo Ziyi, the military governor of Shuofang.

At this moment, he was holding a letter in his hand, sitting cross-legged in front of piles of official documents, his eyes staring at the letter, flashing with excitement, and his tense maroon face twitching slightly from time to time.

In the tent, in addition to this person, there was also a young and handsome counselor wearing a Confucian scarf and a square crown standing next to him. He was probably a military advisor or accountant. At this time, his face was calm and indifferent, and his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

The last person left in the tent was a non-commissioned officer who was half-kneeling on the ground in front of the tent door to perform a military salute. This person was Li Meng, the commander of heavy cavalry Guoyi who had just shouted in front of the gate of the village. It was quiet inside the tent at this time.

.

"Report, Marshal, two days ago, I followed Commander Zhechong, the captain of the Duwei, and led 300 heavy cavalry on patrol as usual. In the defense zone of 70 miles to the northwest, passing through the Gobi hills in the north, I met the messenger of the Chang'an Post Office. At that time, here

The man was seriously injured and was lying dying on the sand dunes. His mount was lost and he was discovered by our patrol. He was said to have been attacked by Tibetan skirmishers. On his deathbed, this man asked our team to rush to the general military fortress and deliver a letter to Marshal Guo.

, this person said it is a letter from Chang’an, it is extremely urgent, and I want you to open it in person.”

"He's from Chang'an? Where's the postal officer?"

The middle-aged general, who was called the Marshal, raised his eyes and made eye contact with the Confucian scholar beside him. He remained silent and lowered his head in deep thought. Then the Confucian scholar took over the captain's question in confusion and asked.

"After delivering the letter, he was seriously injured and died." Lieutenant Zuo knelt down and replied calmly.

"Your cavalry team left the patrol area without permission. Did you ask your superiors for instructions?"

Guo Ziyi, who was sitting cross-legged, had a cold look in his eyes, directed towards Captain Zuo, who was kneeling with his head down. His tone suddenly became cold, and the atmosphere in the tent suddenly turned cold.

"Report, no. The incident was urgent at that time. Our team was still 300 miles away from the Changshe Army fortress. We were unable to consult the commander of the fortress in time. After discussing with the captain and the other adjutant, Lieutenant You, we decided to leave without permission.

Guard the defense area and rush to the general fortress to deliver the message."

The captain's strong face was neither sad nor happy, and he answered simply and forcefully, but then his shoulders shook slightly. He bowed to Guo Ziyi in the hall, took a deep breath, and said slowly in a hoarse voice:

"Commander, please punish me. Because I left the defense area without authorization, the cavalry suffered huge losses and caused heavy casualties. My comrades who fought side by side in the past have almost been buried in the battlefield. I know that I have an unshirkable responsibility for this action, and I am not guilty."

Forgiveness, I beg for death. I only ask that the commander-in-chief be exempted from the charge of being a subordinate of a humble subordinate, and that the surviving ten or so cavalrymen be spared."

"There is a reason for your departure from duty. You were originally sent to me as a letter from the Guo family. According to military law, I will be punished with eighty sticks from now on. As for how to punish your cavalry, the Supervision Department will make its own decision... Sir, you left without permission."

We are on guard duty in the defense area. The crime is worthy of beheading. Since you have been convicted, I cannot show favoritism to you. Your family will be well supported and taken care of by the Shuofang Military Region, so you can go on your way without any worries."

Guo Ziyi pondered for a while, stood up quickly, his eyes widened and looked serious, and then shouted loudly outside the tent: "Where is the swordsman? Pull the sinner out of the school grounds and behead him immediately!"

Two powerful swordsmen and axemen broke into the tent and were about to carry Li Meng out for execution. The Confucian military advisor standing beside the case, who was silent at first, suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, swordsmen and axemen!"

"Commander, although Captain Guo Yi has derelict in his duties, his crime is not worthy of death. He is only an adjutant. The captain who led the team at that time was Captain Zhechong. Now it is unfair to hold all the blame for the dereliction of duty to one person. The sentence is too harsh. I hope Marshal

Reassessing penalties."

Seemingly feeling that the words of the Confucian scholar were indeed reasonable, Guo Ziyi's originally distorted face, at some point, returned to calmness. Then he waved his hand, retreated from the swordsman, glanced at Captain Zuo, who had a calm expression, and asked calmly:

"Where are your leading officer, Captain Zhechong, and your adjutant, Captain You Guoyi, as well as the remaining 200 or so troops?"

"Come back to the Commander-in-Chief, in order to deliver the mail in time, our team took the risk of taking a shortcut and passed through the 700-mile west defense zone of Tubo. We were pursued by more than a thousand enemy light cavalry for two days and two nights. The commander, adjutant, and more than 300 sergeants had already

Killed in action."

The captain took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and replied calmly.

"Bang!" The commander stood up immediately. His calm face suddenly became furious. After standing up, he kicked the desk full of official documents to the ground.

"In order to send a letter, I actually lost more than 300 of my Tang Dynasty heroes who served the country and killed the enemy. It's abominable, it's very abominable!"

The Marshal paced back and forth impatiently, his expression very angry, and the letters in his hands were severely crumpled into balls.

"Go down, you more than ten people will stay in the camp to recuperate and be on standby at any time." After a while, Guo Ziyi realized that the matter had come to this and could not be undone, so he had to turn his back to the military tent dejectedly, waved slightly behind him, and retreated.

Lieutenant Commander.

"Commander, what's going on?" The Confucian military advisor bent down to straighten the desk that had been kicked down, stacked the official documents again, then looked at the commander who was standing in the corner and said nothing, and asked in a low voice.

"Humph, he's not the sixth son in the family! He deserves it even if he dies. The Guo family's old face has been completely disgraced by him. I, Guo Ziyi, don't have such an incompetent son. You can read the letter for yourself. I will go to the school grounds to receive the eighty-stick punishment.

"

The commander snorted fiercely, threw the ball of letter paper to the Confucian scholar, and stepped out of the tent with an angry look on his face.

"What's going on?" The stunned Confucian scholar slowly opened the letter.

When it came into view, a line of regular characters was written on the paper: "On the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the sixth son Guo Wen escaped from the Prince Consort's Mansion for the eighth time. He jumped from the tower to seek death. He was seriously injured and fell into a coma. His life and death were uncertain - his wife, Mrs. Wang."

...

It was dark all around, without a trace of light. It was like being in a black hole. It was like a wandering spirit, groping, crawling, and crawling slowly. As it got closer, it was like the chaotic blackness before dawn. Suddenly, a gap pierced the sky.

Like a cracked eggshell, a pale green light flashed out, and then, intermittent noises and whimpering came in the ears. The cold wind blowing made the body tremble, and then a bigger explosion broke out around it.

There was a burst of commotion and crying, mixed with the smell of surprise.

In the hazy state, I felt my mouth being pried open, and a bitter medicinal soup was poured down. I drank so hard that I choked and coughed violently. It was a long and deep dream, full of sadness, and I didn’t know how long I would fall asleep.

The joy and relief seemed as long as centuries. He slowly opened his sleepy eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: Where is this?

"Silly boy, this is the Fenyang Palace, and this is your home." A motherly voice containing love and joy came to my ears, accompanied by a wisp of the fragrance of white magnolia.

"who I am…"

"My child, Yan'er, Guo Yan"

Flying eaves, brackets, dazzling golden glazed tiles, bright vermilion-lacquered pavilions, clear water gardens, and rows of blue brick houses in the distance, the streets running from east to west, north to south, and the bustling flow of people coming and going, vaguely seen

It can be seen that most men wear round-neck robes and shirts, while women wear short undershirts or long skirts that stretch to the floor.

"This is the Tang Dynasty? Grandma, God, are you kidding me!" A young man sat alone in a daze, overlooking the whole city on a high balcony.

Is that a square city area surrounded by earthen walls called a square? After visual inspection, the man estimated that there are no less than a hundred cells, and there are also magnificent palaces on the high slopes. The man rubbed his eyes and was stunned.

I couldn't believe the expression on my face. The mouth that was grinning in surprise at this moment could fit a big duck egg inside.

When I arrived in the Tang Dynasty, three days had passed by counting on my fingers. This was really a strange dream. The man seemed to be still in a dream in the clouds and couldn't believe it.

Duke Zhou dreamed of butterflies, or whether butterflies dreamed of Duke Zhou, it didn't matter. A man in a green shirt, about seventeen or eighteen years old, was standing on the railing of the attic, looking at the large group of ancient buildings below with a wry smile.

Guo Nan was originally a materialist. God, in his eyes, always believed that it was something that only people with empty hearts could put their faith in. Living in a socialist country, Marx was the only truth.

But now, God made a joke for him and sent him to travel through time and space to the Tang Dynasty, where he experienced its great magical powers. Not only did he become the sixth son of Guo Ziyi, the famous general of the Mid-Tang Dynasty, but he also became the son-in-law of Emperor Daizong.

However, the princess he married was an untamable character, which made Guo Ao, his predecessor, seek death eight times a year. Guo Nan couldn't help but smile bitterly. The day before yesterday, he learned from the servants that the eighth time he sought death was from the 15th century.

He jumped up and down from the 3-meter-high small pagoda. He was so spineless. Guo Nan cursed angrily in his heart, this kid deserved to fall to death.

As for the evil princess Shengping, Guo Nan thinks that a wife who bullies her husband like this should be slapped a few times, ****, who cares if she is the delicate daughter of an emperor, can she be domineering just because she is a princess? Damn it.

But Guo Nan was depressed. Why didn't Mr. Guo Yan jump from the Big Wild Goose Pagoda at a higher point? He wouldn't have died simply. Instead, he chose a stilted building. Strangely enough, not a single part of his body was damaged after the fall. He only had a slight brain injury.

The shock shook out the soul of the real body, and accidentally replaced it with the soul of the 21st century.

Guo Nan was an ordinary person. He went to a second-rate university, majoring in international trade. After graduation, he relied on hard work and countless job changes to become a middle-level manager of a foreign company, with a job with a good salary. When he got married, he made a down payment of 9

I bought a 100,000-square-meter apartment with a mortgage in the city. I saved up on food and expenses, and squeezed out another 200,000 yuan. A year later, I got a black Toyota. I got married just a year ago, and everything looks pretty good. Home

I have a wife with a great figure and beautiful appearance.
To be continued...