Although the battlefield in Mountain Wolf Valley has been cleaned up.
But traces of the war still remain everywhere.
Even when people walk into the Mountain Wolf Valley, they will hear the sounds of killing people in a trance.
Zhang Bao stared blankly at the densely packed tombstones in front of him.
He stood for a while.
Then he raised his feet and walked towards the front tombstone.
That's where Sun Ming is buried.
Zhang Bao sat down cross-legged.
He opened the wine jar and poured some into the tomb.
"Brother, I said before that when we come back, we will drink together."
"I brought wine."
Zhang Bao said slowly.
A gust of mountain wind blew up.
Blow the ashes around.
Zhang Bao gently swept the ashes that fell on the tomb.
"The first glass of wine, I toast you and all the brothers!"
"You are all good, you are all heroes!"
Zhang Bao himself raised his head and took a big sip.
"I've heard everything about you from Wu Dayong."
"You are real soldiers!"
"I'm sorry, brothers. There's obviously a lot more I can do."
"But I didn't try my best."
Zhang Bao's tears couldn't stop flowing.
He was filled with regret in his heart.
After seeing the gunpowder bag that Hu Dugu took out.
Zhang Bao already regretted it.
If he could make some more gunpowder bags and develop some new weapons.
Maybe these people won't die.
What I thought was a comfortable life was just others supporting me.
This kind of self-blame made Zhang Bao unable to let go for a long time.
Zhang Bao spilled some more wine on the ground.
"With this second glass of wine, I want to tell everyone, whether it's fate, reincarnation, or heaven's harmony."
"This time I set fire to the mountain and slaughtered the Mountain Wolf Valley. All the killings will be attributed to me, Zhang Bao!"
"It has nothing to do with my brothers, don't bother them!"
"I, Zhang Bao, will bear all the sins alone!"
Zhang Bao took another swig.
This time.
The rebels in Erlong Mountain burned and killed more than 6,000 people overnight!
Not all rebels are bad people.
Many of them, like Zhang Bao, had no food to eat and were oppressed by the government.
I have no choice but to take this road.
If a rebel army came when Zhang Bao was in the village before, maybe Zhang Bao would also join the rebel army.
But now the two sides are in different camps.
Zhang Bao can only do this.
But if this killing is done, it will harm the harmony of heaven and earth.
Then let’s just blame it all on me, Zhang Bao.
Zhang Bao poured the wine on the ground again.
"This is the third cup!"
"Sun Ming, I have brought Xiaoyue back. She is fine, don't worry!"
"You are not wrong in this matter, don't blame yourself!"
"Brothers, have a good trip!"
"In the next life, we will be brothers again!"
Zhang Bao did the rest.
An empty wine jar was placed in front of Sun Ming's tomb.
Ever since he became the county magistrate.
I had the most contact with Sun Ming, and Sun Ming went from being contemptuous, to gradually recognizing him, to respecting him later.
The relationship between the two is getting better and better.
Originally Zhang Bao thought.
These people under him are just like the brothers and generals under Liu Bei.
I will follow myself and build a great cause.
Will always be by your side.
But reality is not fiction.
In war, people will die.
No matter how good your martial arts is, no matter how strong you are, death is the most normal thing on a battlefield like a meat grinder.
Zhang Bao heard many stories about heroes.
I thought that the luck of these heroes was blessed by God.
But as everyone knows, only dead people are worthy of becoming heroes!
In the long history, there are only a few generals who can truly survive a hundred battles.
More.
Or every ordinary person drowned in the dust of history.
For Zhang Bao.
Born in an era of great prosperity.
Even as a soldier, he has only one belief: to protect our country!
But what now?
What are you doing?
These rebels are not foreign enemies, they are also the people of Daxia.
And the current state of Daxia is mediocre, which can be seen from the various performances of the previous county magistrate.
But he is the magistrate of this fatuous court.
How should I do it in the future?
Zhang Bao was also completely confused.
originally.
He just thinks that it is enough for these people who can protect Baoyue Tower to live a stable and ordinary life.
But now, after experiencing so much, can Zhang Bao's heart be the same as before?
Don't know why.
Zhang Bao suddenly became disgusted with the identity of the county magistrate.
I feel disgusted with the identity of Daxia where I am now.
If you can't stand it, then screw it!
Since this troubled time is about to arise, let’s simply stir up a storm!
Zhang Bao stood up slowly and gently swept the ashes falling on each tomb.
Then he walked out slowly.
As soon as they walked out of Shanlang Valley, they saw Su Xiaoyue and Ma Yan'er, each holding a horse, waiting quietly outside the entrance of the valley.
I don't know when it came.
I don't know how long I waited.
Saw Zhang Bao coming out.
Ma Yaner stepped forward and handed over the reins of the other horse.
"Why are you here?"
Zhang Bao asked softly.
"Xiaoyue has been worried about you, and you didn't come out on horseback."
"When you go back, the city gate will be closed."
Ma Yaner said with a smile.
Su Xiaoyue, who was on the side, came forward with a blushing face and put a cloak on Zhang Bao.
Feeling Su Xiaoyue's familiar service.
Looking at Ma Yan'er's face, she looked worried.
A smile finally appeared on Zhang Bao's face.
"Let's go!"
"Go back to the city!"
Zhang Bao got on his horse, took Su Xiaoyue and Ma Yan'er and galloped towards the county government.
…
Return to Baoyue Tower.
Zhang Baogang walked in.
He met Lao He, carrying a plate of side dishes and a jug of wine, walking towards the house.
"Look at the dark hole ahead~"
"It must be the den of thieves~"
"When I catch up, kill him——"
"Huh?"
"Master is back?"
Lao He was about to put the wine bottle into his mouth.
When he looked up, he saw Zhang Bao looking at him.
He quickly hid the wine bottle behind him.
"this……"
"I actually just...a little bit..."
Lao He looked embarrassed. After all, it was still less than three months before Zhang Bao said he would quit drinking.
"Drink!"
"No need to be sneaky, just drink as much as you want!"
Zhang Bao smiled.
Lao He is a strange person.
For Zhang Bao, for Su Xiaoyue, and for the people of Baoyue Tower, Lao He could draw his sword if he disagreed with her.
No matter how hard you try, there is no ambiguity!
After Su Xiaoyue disappeared.
Lao He was almost crazy!
But in the face of the death of so many soldiers, Lao He acted like a normal person. He just sighed for a while after hearing about it.
It was fine the next day.
For Lao He.
Only the people around him are the ones he cares about most.
Perhaps this is also the most transparent aspect of Lao He's life.
"what……"
"Young Master!"
"quick!"
"Lao Hu woke up!"
Just as Lao He was about to say something, Li Daniu ran over from the backyard in a panic.