In the evening, the desert smoke rises 30,000 miles straight as the sun sets, and the outside of the Great Wall, embraced by the cold winter, looks like a lonely picture.

In a huge military camp, two soldiers were standing on a high platform built of wood, one old and one young. The old man was about forty years old, with white temples and a face full of vicissitudes of life.

If you look closer, you can still see a scar close to the size of a palm on the veteran's face. The healing marks are twisted and twisted, looking like a ferocious giant centipede lying on it.

The boy who was standing next to the veteran clasped his fingers in boredom yawned, and you could still tell that the boredom was written on his childish face.

"Uncle Scar." The young man looked around blankly, and then couldn't help but say.

"What's wrong?"

"You said this is so good, why do we have to fight?"

The biting wind whistled, almost snatching away the peace charm hanging on the veteran's waist. He silently took the peace charm off his waist and put it into his arms. He just shook his head slightly, but did not answer the young man's question.

doubts.

The young man was not upset when he saw this, but suddenly his eyes rolled and he held his stomach with a painful expression.

"Ouch, Uncle Scar, my stomach hurts."

The veteran glanced helplessly at the obviously dishonest young man, and said with a smile, "You brat, your Uncle Scar has used this trick countless times. Go ahead if you want."

"It seems I still can't hide it from Uncle Scar. When it's our turn to stand guard together next time, I'll guard it for you!"

After the young man finished speaking, he showed a smile as if he had succeeded in his trick. He chuckled and jumped down from the tower skillfully, fearing that the veteran would regret it later.

Under the high tower, there are densely packed marching tents. They are so numerous and wide that they can accommodate more than 100,000 troops.

The soldiers in the military camp gathered in twos and threes and gathered around the tent to warm themselves by the fire. They talked about the glorious deeds they thought they could achieve. Not far away, the sound of training of new recruits could be heard.

"Oh, I really don't understand why we have to fight. Otherwise, with my photographic memory, it would not be a casual matter to get the top prize in my studies. As a result, I can't even realize my dream of getting the top prize."

Mo Shaofu murmured to himself while kicking the sand on the ground and stomping his feet from time to time.

"drive!"

"drive!"

"Look, it's a thousand-armor cavalry!"

At this moment, dozens of feet away from the military camp, a uniform team of iron cavalry came roaring through the sand.

Before anyone arrived, a strong murderous aura had turned into a sharp sword that cut through the void and arrived at the military camp.

In a few breaths, this elite cavalry team with solemn military appearance and cold light armor flew past the young man without stopping.

"It's nothing to stand guard with Uncle Scar every day and brag. This is a real man!" Mo Shaofu said with eager and inexplicable eyes.

"If I can join the Thousand Armored Cavalry in this life, I will be satisfied!"

"It's just you, you can't do anything well at practice, and you're the best at cooking."

"What's wrong with you? Can't you be a little ideal in life?"

"It's awesome for you, come on, let's challenge each other!"

"Come just come, who is afraid of whom?"

Some soldiers who were warming themselves by the fire began to show envious expressions after being alerted by the Thousand Armored Cavalry, and the topics all revolved around this iron-blooded army that could be called a legend.

When they were in the mood, a few outspoken ones even started wrestling, which attracted cheers from other soldiers.

It is the dream of many soldiers to become a member of the Thousand Armored Cavalry, including Mo Shaofu.

However, the conditions for joining the Qianjia Iron Cavalry are extremely demanding. The entry threshold for the Qianjia Iron Cavalry is to have the strength of an ox.

The strength of an adult strong cow is about 500 kilograms. Think about how terrifying it is for an ordinary person to have the strength of 500 kilograms. Therefore, the sergeants who are lucky enough to be selected into the Thousand Armored Cavalry are all military elites selected from a thousand.

It cannot be overstated to say that he is an ace among the elite.

In the early years, the royal family relied on the elite force of the Thousand Armored Cavalry to be invincible and invincible in every battle.

The power of an ox?

Thinking of this, Mo Shaofu's eyes quickly dimmed. He continued to kick the sand and walked to a slightly quiet place unhappily, reaching out and grabbing it from his arms.

Instead of thinking about these unrealistic things, it is better to think about something interesting.

A few days ago, he picked up a strange-looking book from a pile of bones. It could be called a book, but there was no word on it.

If you stare at it for a long time, some strange words will appear faintly on the pages.

But every time I want to see the words in this wordless heavenly book, I have to stare at it for at least one stick of incense, and at the same time I am mentally exhausted.

He carefully took out the wordless book from his arms and opened the thin first page. Of course, there were also the following pages. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not open the following pages. After trying several times, he could not open the following pages.

Mo Shaofu gave up.

Compared with the last time, he lasted a few more sticks of incense this time.

"Huhu..." After closing the wordless book in his hand, Mo Shaofu squatted on the ground with a pale face and panted heavily, but his eyes were full of excitement.

"1, 2, 3... 7 words, haha, there is progress!"

You must know that when he first stared at the first word appearing in the Wordless Heavenly Book, his whole body was in a state of almost fainting. He was sweating profusely and was as wet as if he had been fished out of water.

This time, he caused three words to appear in the heavenly book in succession, but he just felt a little weak.

After his complexion gradually improved, Mo Shaofu tidied his clothes and then began to return to the high platform. At this time, it was almost time to change shifts.

Uncle Scar still stood upright like a statue, his eyes wandering to nowhere.

Mo Shaofu saw that Uncle Scar had no interest in talking, so he simply followed suit and stared at the boundless and vast territory in the distance without saying a word.

When the darkness completely swallowed up the remaining light of the setting sun, there were voices every dozens of meters in the military camp.

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A huge fire was burning, like a fire dragon lying around for miles.

Today's dinner is mutton soup with baked flatbreads. Perhaps the battle is imminent, so that the soldiers can have a full meal before setting off.

With a wave of his hand from above, the cooks were even more awesome. The aroma wafting around aroused the greed in every soldier's stomach. There was an unlimited supply of big cakes, so you could eat as much as you wanted!

Mo Shaofu and Uncle Scar were huddled around the fire, while Mo Shaofu was holding the broth and sipping it without any image, with a piece of big cake stuffed in his mouth.

A slightly thin veteran sitting next to him saw that he was interesting and joked, "Boy, are you married yet?"

Mo Shaofu took a bite of the big cake and said incomprehensively, "I am an orphan. I have no relatives. I was raised by a neighbor uncle since I was a child. I don't have anything. How could anyone fall in love with me?"

After saying that, he grinned quite freely.

Several veterans who were listening on the side came over, patted his thin shoulders and laughed: "Who said you have no relatives? Here, we are all your big brothers and your brothers. Fight well and we will be here."

When the time comes, my old friend will find a wife for you when you go back. Why should a man be without a wife?"

"Haha! That's right. Comrades who eat from the same pot, sleep in the same tent, fight in the same battle, and rely on each other for life are far better than real brothers even if they are not real brothers!"

"Thank you!" Mo Shaofu also laughed, but no one saw the glint that kept lingering in the depths of his eyes.

After eating, Mo Shaofu burped beautifully, stood up and stretched.

After a while, a solemn-looking soldier rode a tall horse in the camp and began to circulate orders from above, "Order the entire army to advance a hundred miles!"

As the order was given, in just a moment of burning incense, the entire fire dragon suddenly seemed to come alive and slowly moved forward.

In the center of the army, a group of nearly a hundred armored cavalry was slowly moving forward, guarding a luxurious and spacious carriage.

The carriage is pulled by four wind-chasing horses that can only be equipped with a thousand-armored cavalry. The wind-chasing horses are nearly twice as strong as ordinary horses. If they are full, they can travel thousands of miles in a day.

However, such a precious wind-chasing horse was actually used to pull a carriage like a waste of natural resources. This shows that the identity of the person in the carriage must not be simple.

"General Guo, I'm tired and need to rest. Please step aside for now." In the carriage, a young girl wearing a golden robe was pouting unhappily and looking at a man in his fifties.

The veteran said unceremoniously.

General Guo, who had made illustrious military exploits on the battlefield for decades and had unparalleled prestige in the army, looked like an ordinary old man in front of this girl, with no aura at all.

Hearing this, he glanced at the girl helplessly, with both guilt and concern in his eyes.

"Then please have a good rest. I will take my leave first!"

"Huh! I'm so angry."

After General Guo left, the girl fell down on the soft bed deliberately placed on the carriage as if she was venting her anger.

Her hair was scattered across the bed, and her fair face and big eyes were full of grievances.

After a while, the tears falling down from the girl's face were like pearls dripping on the silk pillow with golden phoenix embroidery.

Outside the carriage, General Guo sighed and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he left silently.

The next day, when the sunset hung at the end of the sky, the troops arrived at the target point on time.

The scouts had already inspected the situation for dozens of miles around, and found nothing unusual. The superiors also began to convey orders to set up camp.

In the night, after eating and drinking, the soldiers who had been on the road for a tiring day fell asleep leisurely, leaving only the soldiers responsible for patrol and enforcement walking around.

Mo Shaofu habitually took out the wordless Holy Book from his arms when he was in a deserted place, but before he could start staring at the book, Uncle Scar's voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Uncle Scar, why are you so mysterious? You scared me." Mo Shaofu patted his chest and said with a smile.

"A real man, why should you be afraid? The battlefield is right in front of you, are you afraid?" Uncle Scar glanced sideways at Mo Shaofu.

"There's no point in being afraid. People die the fastest on the battlefield, and it's often the people who are beaten to death. Uncle Scar, I'm not afraid!"

Seeing the determination and perseverance in the young man's eyes, Uncle Scar seemed a little surprised and pleased: "It's a good thing not to be afraid, but on the battlefield, no one can pay attention to your life at all times. The only one you can rely on is yourself."

"What do you mean..." Before Mo Shaofu could finish speaking,

Uncle Scar, who had always been low-key and unknown, suddenly jumped up and landed ten feet away.

Mo Shaofu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth and his eyes were wide open, as if he recognized this ordinary veteran for the first time.

"Uncle Scar!"

"Boy, watch carefully." Under the moonlight, there were heavy shadows of fists, and as he moved around, a strong wind could be faintly seen passing by.

Because the power fluctuations between the boxing techniques caused bursts of air explosion sounds, Mo Shaofu became obsessed with it before he knew it.

Repeated twice, as if he was afraid that Mo Shaofu couldn't see clearly, Uncle Scar rehearsed this unknown boxing technique several times. During the last time, his movements began to slow down.

With the punch reaching the extreme, the Uncle Scar in Mo Shaofu's eyes had been replaced by a colorful tiger. The breathtaking and powerful king of beasts rushed towards his face, leaving cracks everywhere he struck.

"Haha, boy, see you again by fate!"

When he came back to his senses, there was no one in front of him. Only the lingering sound of Uncle Scar before he left lingered in his ears, and there was an extra book on the ground at some point.

There are a few boys below "Wu Liang Jue", presented to my friend Mo Shaofu.

Mo Shaofu picked up the book from the ground and looked at the place where Uncle Scar used his boxing skills just now, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Uncle Scar never revealed his origin, and Mo Shaofu had no way of knowing whether there would be another chance to meet him in the future, but the feeling of gifting him a fist was deeply ingrained in his heart.

"Uncle Scar, thank you."

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As the branches and leaves that had accumulated a night of frost were overwhelmed and abandoned the dewdrops on them, the sun in the distance began to spit out its glow, and the earth returned to light again.

The military camp was already buzzing with people, including the sounds of cooks banging pots and spoons, the sounds of soldiers getting up early for morning exercises, and the clanging sounds of weapons and armor.

In a large tent, General Guo fell into silence looking at the messy chessboard in front of him.

"It's boring, I won't play anymore, I want to go out!" The young girl who was sitting in the carriage last night knocked over the chessboard with her hand and said angrily.

General Guo smiled bitterly, and then said: "Come here, protect His Highness when he travels!"

After walking out of the tent and breathing the fresh air outside, the girl's mood suddenly became much brighter.

The people guarding the tent were almost all cavalry with a thousand armors. When they saw the girl, everyone bowed their heads slightly to show respect.

"Don't follow me, get out of here!" As she walked, she saw the four thousand-armored cavalry behind her who had been silent and followed them as stupidly as puppets. The girl immediately went crazy.

"Your Highness, although this is in the military, it is better to be cautious. The general has ordered that we must protect Your Highness at all times."

Listening to the answers of several thousand-armored cavalry, the girl angrily raised her clenched fist and threw it down angrily.

"Hey, there's a little girl here, she's really pretty!"

"Shh, shut up. I didn't see who those people next to me are. Don't talk nonsense. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat and walk around."

"I don't know where this big shot came from. He is used as a bodyguard by a thousand armored cavalry."

"If there's not going to be a war, why are you traveling with a female family member? Is that so?"

Seeing the girl, many soldiers began to whisper, but as the cold eyes of several thousand-armor cavalry swept away, those who were still chewing their tongues suddenly stopped as if they were being strangled by the throat.

At this time, Mo Shaofu was sitting with a few veterans, bragging and chatting. After a period of adaptation, he and most of these veterans had integrated together.

Suddenly, the girl's gaze stopped on Mo Shaofu.

"Huh? Why are there such young soldiers in the army? Call him over!"

"Boy, it seems that little girl is pointing at you." The veteran who was still talking to Mo Shaofu saw the girl's gesture again and patted his head.

"who?"

As soon as he turned his head, a thousand-armored cavalry stood in front of him.

"You, follow me."

Mo Shaofu was dumbfounded. How could he, an inconspicuous soldier, be spotted by someone from the Thousand Armored Cavalry?

"Go quickly, why are you still hanging around? There may be great benefits!"

Seeing Mo Shaofu in a daze, several veterans quickly pushed him a few times.

"oh oh!"

Mo Shaofu stood up from the ground with a start, stretched out his hands to wipe off the dirt on his pants when he was sitting on the ground, and followed obediently behind the thousand-armored cavalry who was almost a length higher than him.

"What is going on? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to me and asked me to join the Thousand Armored Cavalry? Hiss..."

While he was thinking wildly, he was considering whether he should accept or accept if the other party really asked him to join.

"What's your name and how old are you?"

It wasn't until a clear voice like an oriole sounded that Mo Shaofu came back to his senses. He quickly stopped the steps that almost hit the Thousand Armor Cavalry.

Raising his lowered head, he saw a beautiful face.

It seemed that Mo Shaofu's appearance was a bit funny. The girl couldn't help but narrow her eyes into a crescent shape. The young and yet hidden beauty in her eyes made Mo Shaofu almost forget to blink.

"Insolent! How can you look directly at His Highness!" the Qianjia cavalry guard standing on one side reprimanded.

"It's okay, he's quite interesting to watch. He seems to be about the same age as me. Why do you want to join the army?" The girl raised her hand slightly to signal the guards beside her to stop talking, and then asked Mo Shaofu.

Your Highness?

Ren Mo Shaofu never expected that the girl standing in front of him was actually a member of the royal family.

"Go back to Your Highness, I...I." Mo Shaofu, who was still a little hesitant at first, suddenly thought of Uncle Scar's figure, standing between heaven and earth, how can a man shrink back?

"My name is Mo Shaofu, and I join the army to go into battle and kill the enemy!"

"Pfft..." The girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

"It's just you, you're not even good at talking."

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. What does this mean?

Mo Shaofu's face suddenly turned red, and he was about to argue a few words, but the girl's next words made him wonder if he was hallucinating.

"My princess is bored every day, and I happen to be in need of an interesting little follower. It's you."

"Your Highness, no!" A thousand-armored cavalryman just wanted to say something to dissuade him, but he was glared at by the girl.

"He is a soldier who has fought thousands of miles for the country without regrets, and is a soldier who is loyal to our royal family. Why not? If we can't even believe our soldiers who sacrificed their blood for the country, wouldn't it be chilling!"

"this……"

Looking at the ordinary soldiers around him with their ears pricked up and complex expressions on their faces, the Thousand Armor Cavalry fell silent.

He didn't dare to say this. If he said it back, he might face some kind of punishment.

"Take this token and go get your personal belongings. From now on, you will be my princess's exclusive little bodyguard."

A golden token was thrown from the girl's hand, crossed a dotted line and landed in Mo Shaofu's hand.

Seeing that the matter had become a foregone conclusion, a leading Qianjia cavalry suddenly felt a headache.

No wonder a heroic figure like General Guo always looked gloomy in front of His Highness. He just wanted to go back and report this matter quickly, so as not to cause any trouble later.

Mo Shaofu, who received the token, was still confused. He had become Her Royal Highness the Princess's follower in such a muddle. No one would believe it.

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