After resting on the spot for two days, the group headed toward the battlefield along the edge of the woods.
The old beggar's eyes were swollen, purple and red, and the original eye sockets could no longer be seen at all. When chatting with Xu Qingmu and spanking, he would squint his eyes and try to open his eyelids to get a little bit of light. It only took two days. The fat man, Xu Qingmu, and the old beggar almost mingled together and worked together.
Captain Shen came forward many times with his sword, determined to die, and pointed it at the old beggar. General Wang Zhongxin also severely criticized the old beggar's indecent style in front of the soldiers. Wang Leifang even said that if he peeked again, he would Blinding his eyes. Under such coercion and inducement from all sides, the old beggar finally agreed not to peek into Wang Leifang's military tent again. It was not until night that Wang Leifang's roar came again from the military tent, and everyone was shocked.
This guy really didn't peek anymore, he actually spent the whole afternoon secretly digging a tunnel.
Amazing perseverance!
The fat man called his ancestor directly and kowtowed to become his master. The old beggar put his hand behind his back and stroked his beard with the other, raising his head like a master. It was just that it was difficult to open his eyes, which made this "immortal style" manner slightly flawed. However, It didn't affect Fatty's excitement at this time. Fatty said that he had the ability of half a stick of incense as his ancestor, and he would have no regrets in life. Cao Dan saw that these three people were tired of hanging out together every day, and found Xu Qingmu with a dark face.
"We will arrive at the battlefield in about a month. Are you going to learn nothing, become a dandy, and die?" Cao Dan pouted his little mouth, which was pink and tender in the sun, and looked quite playful.
"This is because you care about me." A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
"You're dead." Cao Dan immediately turned around and left. Ever since the two libertines, one fat and one thin, were beaten that night, Cao Dan once wondered if his identity had been revealed.
Cao Dan was upset when he thought of the tear that the old beggar had taken away from him before he left. He gritted his teeth with hatred, but a blush lingered on his face, which was deliberately dressed as a man's makeup. A girl's thoughts are as thin as an ox's hair.
A group of soldiers arrived at another village under the rule of King Xu Yan - Mingfeng Village at noon the next day as scheduled.
There are more than 1,200 households in Mingfeng Village, who make a living by farming and weaving. It is only a thousand miles away from the Xisai War Zone. Most of the men in the village have joined the army, leaving behind the old, weak, women and children. The village is smaller than Funiu Town. And poor. But in such a small town, a peerless female sword cultivator appeared a hundred years ago. General Wang ordered everyone to disperse by themselves, repair for half a day, and gather in the center of the village at night. After speaking, he turned around and found this town. Long, arrange matters.
Xu Qingmu and his party naturally stayed together. The fat man was completely impressed by the old beggar. He willingly took out his few military pay and handed it all over to the old beggar. He also flattered him: "It's all arranged by the ancestor." When Cao Dan saw the three of them walking in unison towards the stream where they were washing their clothes, where there were birds and birds and constant laughter, he knew that these people were definitely not well-intentioned. So he took the opportunity to inform the women who were washing clothes in advance, Explain everything and leave satisfied.
Sure enough, the old beggar had just arrived at the river, ready to show off his unique skills that would dazzle the fat man. He quickly took off his clothes and dived under the stream, swimming upstream like a bullfrog. The fat man thought about it and thought that since he had become a master, he would He couldn't insult his master's style, so under Xu Qingmu's wide eyes, he quickly took off his clothes and followed the old beggar closely. The apprentice must face the difficulties together with the master!
Xu Qingmu curled his lips. Only an old beggar could do this kind of thing. Now it's better, and he has a fat man as his follower.
Xu Qingmu thought of Lin Zhenbei, who followed the old beggar to steal chickens and dogs, and climbed over the wall to peek. He subconsciously touched the hairpin on his head, where it read "A gentleman will not save you."
So while there was nothing to do, he walked down the river. After a while, a lonely thatched house appeared in the field of vision. Xu Qingmu saw an old man lying on a chair and taking a nap, his mood dimmed.
When I got closer, I discovered that the old man had one arm. One hand was hanging in the air.
Perhaps sensing the arrival, the old man opened his sleepy eyes, covered his eyes with the sun with his remaining hand, and looked up at the young man in front of him, wearing a hairpin on his head and a wooden sword at his waist.
"There are not many people visiting my place, and even fewer are wearing swords." The old man asked Xu Qingmu to sit down, stood up and adjusted his sitting position from lying to sitting: "My dear brother, please forgive me, there is no drink here, and the hospitality is not good."
Xu Qingmu looked at the old man in front of him. There were sword marks on his face and scars on his arms, which was shocking.
"Is the old man a soldier?" Xu Qingmu casually brought over a bench and sat down immediately.
"I have been a soldier for fifty years." The old man took out a dry cigarette with one hand, knocked it on the old table in front of him, held the cigarette in his mouth, and tried to light the cigarette. Xu Qingmu wanted to help, but the old man shook his head and refused.
"I joined the army in my early twenties and followed the former general Chen Guangsheng to fight everywhere. At that time, the dynasty was not named Xu." The old man took a breath from the cigarette rod, breathed a long sigh of relief, brought out the thick smoke, and fell into the memory of "arrow arrows"
Pierce the heart, break your hand and continue moving forward, even if you fall down, you still have to crawl forward two steps before dying; get a knife in the skull, head the enemy with all your strength, bite a piece of enemy flesh with your teeth and swallow it; don't forget if the head falls.
Stare at the enemy fiercely with your eyes, and look at death as if you are home!" The old man suddenly coughed twice violently and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm. The heroic ambition of his youth made it difficult for his broken body to bear it, and it took a long time to calm down.
"Under the command and leadership of General Chen Guangsheng, we defeated the enemy and abandoned his armor! We are like gods of war, immortals and demons, and King Yama! The general led us to defeat the Huns and kill bandits. We had great ambitions to eat the meat of Huns, and laughed and drank the Huns when they were thirsty.
Blood! It’s so unpleasant!”
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you!"
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear and halberd. I will work together with you!"
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. The king raised his army and repaired my armor. I will go with you!"
The one-armed old man sang a war song with an excited expression on his face. He stood up and waved his arms, as if waving to the hundreds of thousands of dead creatures. The war songs were listened to by mountain ghosts, and the stories were told by heroic souls!
But then, the old man looked lonely.
"Princes and generals are very kind to Xiang Ning. Chen Guangsheng, a commoner, finally conquered the country for the previous king. He should have enjoyed his old age in peace, enjoyed his achievements and reaped the fruits. But the civil war came, and the weapons he laid down were the spears and spears soaked in the blood of countless Huns outside the Great Wall.
, was picked up again and targeted at the brothers who fought together in the past. General Chen Guangsheng, my only general, was beheaded in public because he was unwilling to take the lead in the battle. He was beheaded in public!"
The old man was trembling, as if he was in the same situation again. He held the cigarette rod tightly with one arm and wiped his tears with the back of his hand. He sobbed as if crying.
After a while, he slowly calmed down and looked at Xu Qingmu, apologetically saying: "I'm getting old, little brother, please forgive me. Please forgive me."
Xu Qingmu was also shocked. He looked at the old man's broken arm and gestured with his hand: "Is this caused by the current emperor?" Xu Qingmu understood the principle of cunning rabbits dying and running dogs cooking.
The old man shook his head: "The current Holy King is a wise king, and it was not King Xu Yan who cut it off. I cut it off myself." As if he was deep in thought, the old man took a puff of cigarette, and after a long time he spat out: "The broken arm, dyed
I was stained with the blood of my brothers. I originally wanted to continue killing the Huns and die on the battlefield, but the Holy Spirit did not allow it. He wanted us veterans to return to our hometowns and let us enjoy our old age. After fighting for a lifetime, it is time to rest. Now...
With the civil lord inside and the military lord outside, the top and bottom are united, the army is strong and the country is rich, and there is really no place for veterans like us to use our skills. Your Majesty is a wise king and a good king!"
"But every time I go to sleep, I can hear those old brothers shouting, saying it hurts. Song Sangou, who was burned, still clutched my clothes before he died, saying it hurt over and over again. The one who was stabbed through the heart by a sword
Old man Huang liked to smoke dry cigarettes the most, but in the end he vomited a lot of blood, said some words that I didn’t understand, and died in my arms. To the south--" The old man pointed to a low grave.
: "That was my brother, whom I killed with my own hands."
Following the old man's tremblingly raised one arm, Xu Qingmu saw a tomb with no weeds growing at all, and there were still burnt embers in front of the tomb. The old man was obviously unwilling to elaborate on the reason, but he could probably guess it. Civil War in the country
, the two sides disagreed, so the brothers turned against each other and fought each other with weapons.
"So I cut off my hand and lived in front of these brothers' graves, sweeping their graves and burning paper money. During my lifetime, some of my old brothers liked drinking the most, and every year they would wait for me to sit there and drink two glasses of wine together.
Cup, so that I can see them after I die." The old man took the last puff of his dry cigarette and knocked on the table again.
The embers extinguished by the fire, like their veterans, have lost their light and heat, leaving only decadence blown away by the wind.
Xu Qingmu, who has never experienced the war, has also heard about the cruelty of war. The dead are missed by their living relatives; the living carry their lifelong thoughts and wait for death.
After the old man finished speaking, he stood up to see off the guests. He kept saying that there were many wild animals in the country and it was safe to go back early.
When Xu Qingmu walked back, the one-armed old man entered the house while wiping his tears. The story he told was still like a sharp sword, piercing his heart, even after many years.
When he finally left, Xu Qingmu didn't even ask the veteran what his name was. Perhaps to them, names were no longer important.
Only loyalty and righteousness come, and the bullfight is full of anger.
Misfortune happens in vain.
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The old beggar and the fat man were finally fooled.
Before they even got close to the washing destination, they were discovered by a woman who had been waiting on the shore. So they were caught off guard and ran away in a hurry. But when they got to the place where they were taking off their clothes, they found that there was nothing. It happened to be empty.
When Xu Qingmu came back, two people, an old one and a young one, were squatting half-crouched in the water, naked to the waist and waving their hands desperately. They didn't dare to say hello loudly, for fear of attracting the group of shrews who would pull them out of the water and make them embarrassed.
But I lost my big hair.
Xu Qingmu looked at the two people in the river with a confused look on his face, so he tried to shout: "Where are your clothes?"
Maybe the voice was too low and the people in the river couldn't hear it clearly, but the old man and the young man were still waving their hands desperately. Xu Qingmu understood that the voice must not be loud enough, so he took a deep breath and put his hands in the shape of a trumpet to his mouth: "You -
Where are our clothes?" Xu Qingmu was very satisfied.
But after a while, I saw dozens of plump and powerful women running upstream, holding various weapons and running at extremely fast speeds. The ones charging in front were swinging up and down, left and right, and if they were hit by the wheel, they would
The nose will definitely bleed.
"It's broken, just wish yourself luck." Xu Qingmu ran away. When he turned around, he saw the two people in the river swimming wildly downstream. Under the setting sun, Xu Qingmu could see clearly;
Butt is so white!
Cao Dan on the river bank laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath. When Xu Qingmu passed by, he saw their clothes at their feet.
Xu Qingmu stopped and approached Cao Dan, who was holding his belly and laughing wildly: "Do you see clearly?"
Cao Dan was stunned and looked at Xu Qingmu in confusion.
"Are their butts white? Are they big?"
............
It was not until evening that the three of them gathered together again. The old beggar and the fat man stole a women's corset from somewhere, wrapped it around their bodies, and sneaked back to the military tent in the dark.
Xu Qingmu's black and red eyes, which had finally disappeared, added new injuries.