Volume 2 The Lake of Winter Chapter 2: Blue as a Waist (Part 1)
Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 2: Blue as Waist (Part 1)
Chapter 2
The wind did not move at night in the border camp. The red flames born from the firewood pile could gently shake their waists. Dozens of elite soldiers from the Tang Dynasty were scattered around or fell asleep or were alert to stand guard. Only Ning Que and the captain were sitting on the same seat.
Next to the fire.
During the day, the captain claimed to Ning Que's thirteenth, and seemed to have no idea of his true identity. However, at this time, beside the red and Nuan Fire, his title had already changed in his soft voice: "Ning
Sir, are you really going to Dongsheng Village tomorrow? It may be troublesome if you are too close to the Yan people there."
Ning Que took a branch to fiddle with the sweet potatoes in the fire. Hearing this, he looked up at him and couldn't help but shake his head. Looking at the elite troops around him who were not paying attention to him, he said, "I've been stuck in the border."
After a few months, I didn’t get into trouble at all. In my opinion, this is really troublesome.”
He looked at the seemingly dull and honest face of the captain and sighed, "Is our luck a little bad? You are the only secret guard in Tuyang City. As a result, you will be sent to follow me if you don't die.
I, I didn’t know who to ask about the situation in Tuyang City.”
The captain smiled bitterly and said, "When I learned that it was my personal protection, my subordinates felt helpless."
"Maybe the General's Mansion knew your identity as a secret guard, and was embarrassed to treat you, so he simply drove you out of Tuyang City and wandered around with me...or they even discovered my identity?"
The captain shook his head and said, "Sir, please rest assured, your subordinate's identity should not be leaked. As for you, I think neither the military advisor nor the Inner Front Camp, you would not guess that a person with your identity is His Majesty's secret guard."
Ning Que pulled out two roasted sweet potatoes from the fire, divided one for the lieutenant, grabbed the skin of the other sweet potato with his fingertips, slowly teared open the skin of the other sweet potato, lowered his head and began to chew on the hot steamed white flesh
, said vaguely: "As long as I didn't find out, I don't expect anyone to stare at anything I do."
The captain picked up the cooked sweet potatoes rolled under his feet, looked at Ning Que's face under the flames, and didn't know what to say.
His mood is very complicated for the Thirteenth Mr. beside him. Other soldiers may not know Ning Que's identity, but he is a secret guard. Of course, he knows that Ning Que is the master of the Master's personal disciple. Why do such a noble figure want such a noble identity?
Come to the frontier? What puzzled him even more was that he had to do such a troublesome thing, so why bother?
It should be noted that this is a deserted wasteland, this is a battlefield where long grass hides white bones. If it really angers General Xiahou, the general will ignore whether you are a student on the second floor of the academy and kill you and throw it into the depths of the grassland.
, Who knows how you died? Even the Master can’t tell me.
A faint sound came from afar, and the cavalry responsible for the night police mission stood up and walked towards the periphery. The captain took a look at the place, changed his name for safety, and said softly: "Mr. Thirteen, you are going to investigate this time.
What is it? Only with the goal of subordinates can you make arrangements."
"I am not here to check the matter this time, but to take a look for His Majesty."
Ning Que threw most of the sweet potatoes that had been gnawed into the fire, wiped off the sticky powder on his face with his cuffs, and said, "It's just that according to the current situation, there is nothing we can see."
"You have a special identity. The General's Mansion is worried that something will happen to you and doesn't want you to do anything. Of course, I hope you will be as far away as possible. If you want to see someone in the General's Mansion, it will be fine if you don't go to Tuyang City.
It's a way to see it."
The captain hesitated for a moment and then directly talked about Tuyang City. He knew very well that a big man like Mr. Thirteen had received his Majesty's secret order to come to the frontier. The so-called inspection for the emperor was qualified to enjoy such treatment.
It was only the general himself, but he still didn't dare to speak out General Xiahou's name directly.
The students of the academy left the country from Chang'an City to Yanbei Border. On the way, they passed by Tuyang City. At that time, the General's Mansion was responsible for receiving General Xiahou's deputy, so Ning Que had never seen General Xiahou himself.
At this time, he heard the three words "Tuyang City" and thought of the general in Tuyang City who was famous for his violence. He was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "I will always go in the future."
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On the second day, Ning Que and dozens of elite Tang army soldiers who protected him set out again and marched east along the simple frontier defense line in the northern border of Yan State. Just after noon, they arrived at the easternmost of the western front line under the responsibility of the Tang army.
When I looked over the dry willow, I clearly saw a green mountain and a yellow earthen city not far from the mountain.
More than ten officers were waiting for their arrival outside Dongsheng Village. General Dongsheng Village did not know who this Thirteenth Mr. was, but he guessed from the documents of General Tuyang City's General's Mansion and the excited expressions of his subordinate officers.
, he should be a big shot from Chang'an City, and he should have something to do with the academy.
Ning Que looked at the officers outside the city and smiled, jumped off the dark horse, first made a few polite words with the general, then walked to the right, walked to someone and said with a smile:
"I've been used to staying here?"
The officer in front of him was a girl, dressed in an arrow suit, covered with dust from the wasteland. She looked at Ning Que and said with a smile: "Although it's not as comfortable as you, I'm still used to it."
Ning Que said with a smile: "You have to get used to it if you are not used to it. I have told you before that the real battlefield is different from what you guys imagined in Chang'an City."
Then he noticed that Wang Ying from Linchuan was also standing among the officers. The fifteen-year-old boy was blown away by the wind and sand from the frontier, and his figure seemed to have become much taller.
He looked at the students of the academy who had been on the front line for less than a month, but his temperament and spirit changed a lot compared to when he was in Chang'an, and praised him, "It seems that everyone is still very accustomed to life here, so I feel relieved."
The general of Dongshengzhai followed him and saw that he ignored him, he felt a little unhappy and thought that even if you were a big shot from Chang'an City, you are in the military camp now, so what qualifications do you have to show off?
However, when he heard this conversation, he immediately realized that this Thirteenth Mr. is indeed a big man who is not easy to provoke. Anyone who dares to speak like this to the daughter of General Yunhui and dares to show off his character to the students of the academy is a real big man.
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The future training goal of academy students is to become court officials and will not have any relationship with the military system. However, the Tang Dynasty established its country with martial arts, and practical practice in the front line in the training plan is an indispensable link.
Dongshengzhai is at the easternmost end of the Tang army's defense line, very close to a tribe of the left tent Wangting, and very close to the Yan *** team and the young masters from the Central Plains who came to help. They are under double pressure, and can be said to be aiding Yan.
The most difficult place in the army.
The practical principle of academy over the past thousand years is that students should go wherever they are most difficult. Therefore, this yellow earth city with three thousand soldiers has the largest number of students. In addition to the Rangers, there are eleven academies.
student.
On the journey from Chang'an to Yanbei Bian Pass, Ning Que and the students of the academy were together day and night, and they were very familiar with each other. Moreover, the students who participated in the practice were all Tang students. The past disputes had long disappeared, and the two sides had once again after more than a month.
When we meet, we will naturally be very enthusiastic and lively.
Only after experiencing a real life on the battlefield and life and death can young people mature quickly. It is precisely because of maturity that their enthusiasm for Ning Que is inevitably mixed with some admiration and sense of distance. After all, Ning Que is a school.
The students on the second floor have been greatly distanced from their status.
On the verdant blue lakeside, Situ Yilan took out her handkerchief and wet it, wiped off the dust on her forehead, looked back at the silent Ning Que and asked, "Isn't you used to being squeezing and huddling?"
Ning Que walked to the lakeside, looked at the shadow of Wannian Chen Mu at the bottom of the lake, and said with a smile: "Being swearing in front of others and being respected is the goal of people like us. You have been in the General Mansion of Chang'an City since you were young.
Big, the Detachment of Women is so powerful that he can’t understand the mentality of our lower-class people.”
Situ Yilan stood up, handed him the handkerchief, and said, "But I saw you laughing so hard before."
Ning Que wiped his face and said, "In the past, these classmates ignored me, but later they were already doing well on the journey, but now they speak so respectfully to me now. The contrast is too great to adapt."
"So you want to come by the lake with me alone?"
"Yes."
"The army is the most important place for class. Military orders are like mountains. As long as they are superiors, no matter whether the military orders issued by him make sense, whether you think this is a death or not, you must ride a horse forward."
Situ Yilan looked at him and said, "Leaving the academy and coming to the front line, participating in several battles, and being beaten hard by the generals a few times, they naturally understood that this world still relies on strength to speak."
“When it comes to combat and strength.”
Ning Que looked at her and said with a smile: "When I first met you, I thought you were just a bad girl who relied on her family background. I have never seen the legendary Detachment of Women before, and I don't think it's so great.
I thought that you would take the initiative to choose to come to Dongshengzhai, and you did it so beautifully here."
After all, a young handsome man selected from the counties of the Tang Dynasty. Once he adapted to the strict rules and cruel battles of the military camp, the students of the academy who participated in the practice quickly began to show their abilities. Although they were still some low-level officers, they were still in the
The part I was responsible for was done vividly.
Situ Yilan was born into a family of generals and dared to take responsibility and performed particularly well. She only came to Dongshengzhai for more than a month and had led a cavalry into the wasteland for reconnaissance six times, including two encounters with the cavalry of the royal court, beheaded ten times, and her military achievements have been reported to the land.
Yangcheng is just waiting to be commended and promoted immediately.
"The left tent royal court did not have the courage to start a full war. The rangers were not elites of the royal court at all, but were the cavalry of the small tribe themselves. They just wrote this for the sake of their beautiful military achievements."
Situ Yilan was full of heroic spirit and had no arrogance at all, and said, "Killing some cavalry in small tribes is nothing. If you really want to face the royal cavalry, I dare not say that I can win, so I can only fight for more kills."
Ning Que rubbed his somewhat stiff wrist. Nearly two years after leaving Weicheng, his blade had not dyed the blood of the grassland cavalry for two years. At this time, listening to Situ's calm and passionate words, he couldn't help but miss those
The bloody battle time of riding horses to comb the Bihu Lake and holding a knife to chop wood.
"Actually, I've always been curious about what kind of person you are."
Situ Yilan turned around by the lake, raised her eyebrows slowly, looked at Ning Que's face with great interest, and said, "My father had reviewed your files in the military headquarters, but he only told me some of the generalities.
I refused to tell me too many details. I was so anxious that I only said that if I had the opportunity to fight with you in the future, everything would be listened to you. I rarely saw my father's evaluation of people so high, but you were just like you.
What have you done in Weicheng?"
"I'm really proud to be evaluated by General Yunhui like this."
Ning Que's eyes crossed her shoulders and landed on the blue lake. Thinking of the years in Weicheng, he said after a moment of silence: "When I was in Weicheng, I mainly do one thing."
"What's the matter?"
"Kill the horse thief."
"I heard that the horse thieves on the wasteland are the most fierce, and even the cavalry of the Golden Tent Royal Court are unwilling to provoke them."
"It's not that exaggerated. However, the composition of horse thieves is very complicated. There are real horse thieves and refugees who have no food to eat. I have seen refugees from Yanbei from Shubihu. It's so far away, and I don't know how they can turn over them.
You have crossed Minshan Mountain. And you must have never imagined that the most powerful horse thief I have ever met was actually disguised by the cavalry of the King of Golden Tent."
"The cavalry of the Golden Tent Royal Court? Did you win or did they win?"
"I said I only do the horse killing thieves. If they win, how can I kill them?"
Ning Que looked at her and said, "I think the reason why General Yunhui said that to you was probably because he knew that I had a good skill in killing people on the wasteland. In fact, this is not uncommon."
Situ Yilan looked at him and said, "I have killed so many horse thieves and have not died yet. You are very awesome."
Ning Que said: "I don't deny this. It is said that practitioners in the world are the strongest, but for those practitioners I have met, if they are put on the wasteland, as long as they meet a horse thief from a team of 100 people, they will definitely
Can't survive."
"But you still want to be a practitioner."
"Because I can kill people, if I become a practitioner, I can become a practitioner who can kill people."
Ning Que paused for a moment and said with a smile: "I have always had an idea, don't talk nonsense outside."
Situ Yilan was interested and said, "I promise not to leak the secrets, tell me quickly."
Ning Que walked to the lakeside, looked at the faint blue lake that stretched to the north and said, "The practitioners do have strong enough personal strength, but in my opinion, these practitioners in the world do not know how to kill people."
After thinking for a long time, Situ Yilan frowned and asked, "Murdering...isn't it just killing people?"
Ning Que watched her ask several questions in succession: "How to use the least effort to kill people? How to kill the other party when its strength is far inferior to the enemy? How to use the environmental wind or even the sunshine to kill people? How to squeeze out people when it is seriously injured and dying
Use the last strength to kill someone? How to kill someone without being killed?"
Situ Yilan shook her head, thinking that she met the grassland cavalry on the wasteland, picked up the bow and arrow and shot it, and picked up the Park knife and chopped it. How could there be so many words?
"If killing is such a complicated thing, can you teach me?"
"There is no way to teach this kind of thing. If there are too many people killed, it will be possible. Therefore, the frontier military camp is the most suitable place to hone the killing techniques, and practitioners rarely practice in the military camp."
Ning Que said: "Lucky or unfortunate, I have lived in the Weicheng Military Village for many years. I think this is what General Yunhui thinks I am not bad, and it is also something you can't understand at the moment."
Situ Yilan looked at him and asked curiously: "You are the first disciple of the second floor of the academy to practice in the frontier. Is your purpose to practice in the military camp?"
"If I have the chance, of course I am willing to try it on the battlefield with the ability of a practitioner."
Ning Que stepped back and walked east along the thin round white stone by the lake, saying self-deprecatingly: "But now it seems that neither Tuyang City nor the court will give me such a chance."
Situ Yilan looked at his back and shook her head.
Ning Que quietly looked at the blue lake water, the white clouds in the reflection of the water surface in the distance, and the depths of the wasteland that could not be seen by the naked eye, and felt his fingers become more and more itchy.
I don’t know if there are any practitioners who make a special trip to practice on the battlefield. He is indeed very interested in this idea. However, what really makes him itchy is not this idea, but something very simple.
In the wasteland, smelling the smell of horse manure from the wind and the slightly burning grass scent of the burning smell, he felt that every part of his body was as excited as the three long swords behind him.
He trembled slightly, and it was hard to stop trying to rush into the depths of the grassland and slashed one enemy after another.
It’s a pity that the blue lake in front of me is not the Mobi Lake.
I don’t know what the lake around Dongshengzhai is called among the prairie barbarians. It is as slender as a waist. From here, it extends to the depths of the wilderness in the extreme north, there is no end to see. Because the lake water is too deep, it is spread.
The dark blue luster is like a sapphire that has been melted and condensed into silk.
"This is a salty lake, and the lake water cannot be drunk, so I didn't camp here."
Situ Yilan looked at him quietly looking at the lake, raised her arm and pointed to the forest on the lakeside in the distance, and said, "When the barbarians invaded the south, they all came out of that forest, and it was very sudden.
However, there are no grasslanders who dare to approach here these days.”
Ning Que looked at the vaguely visible forest in the fog and asked, "Can you pass now?"
"After crossing that forest, we arrived at the eastern front of the Yan army. In order to avoid trouble, we didn't go there. Of course, they didn't come here too much. Both sides had a tacit understanding and ignored it."
"Have you ever seen those people?"
"Who?"
"Because of the young masters from various countries who were ordered by the Xiling Temple to come, the Jiange White Tower and so on."
Situ Yilan shook her head and said, "I haven't seen it before. However, after the last time I encountered a cavalry, Dongshengzhai sent troops to expel the tribe, but ended up meeting the escort cavalry of the Xiling Temple."
Listening to the four words of apologists, Ning Que turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
Situ Yilan was still a little angry when she thought about the scene that day and said sneered: "It was obviously a battle between our Dongsheng Village, and we had basically wiped out the enemy. As a result, the temple cavalry who had been watching coldly finally rushed up."
"Do they want to take credit?"
"Well, many of the heads were cut off by them. Wang Ying started arguing with them, but he didn't win."
Ning Que said: "I thought Wang Ying had matured a lot on the battlefield, but I didn't expect to be so childish."
Situ Yilan said annoyedly: "Do you think you shouldn't make a noise?"
"Of course we shouldn't argue. What will happen if we make a fuss? When we were catching firewood in Shubi Lake, if we met people from Qichengzhai coming to grab military merits, we would never argue with them."
Ning Que looked at the calm lake and shook his head and said, "Let's just use a knife to cut."