Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 17: Mounting as a Thief (1)
Volume 2 of the Lake of Winter Chapter 17 is a thief (1)
The Master put down his fingers, watching the boiling soup pot again, and the cutting board is still just like a small snow piece, saying: "If I know everything, where can I still need to be like a bereavement dog?"
Brother cuts delicious and slightly tough lamb, and laughed and thought about it, where did you get up in your life?
Master put the chopsticks on the cutting board, rolled up his sleeves, and easily grabbed the sharp kitchen knife from his hands. He only smelled a few sounds, and the lamb slices were flying. Instantly, he became a snowflake peak.
As soon as the lamb in the boiling soup was cooked, the master Mei Zizi grabbed food, and the eaten was so happy. The soup was dripping along the beard.
The old oxen looked up at him, and he stunned twice dissatisfied.
Watching the teacher looked happy, the elder brother shook his head with a smile, wiped his hands, walked slowly to the decaying winter tree, watched the blue wild lake from the meadow, and the lake on the other side of the lake.
The looming horse thieves in the distance slowly raised their eyebrows, and asked if they thought about it: "Teacher, this lake is the younger brother's combing Lake?"
Time is gradually flowing, and some things that do not know will naturally know in some ways. For example, it is not the prince Longqing who eventually entered the back of the academy, but a little guy named Ning Que.
Master's strong bowl of sheep soup slowly drank, and the slender eyebrows seemed to be rolling up in the winter style. He looked at Bihu and a certain place in the near future and said, "He grows up in Weicheng, he grows up.
Adult in Stei Lake. "
My brother nodded, looking back at the teacher and asked, "Teacher, why come to Weicheng?"
Master was holding the soup bowl and watched the horse thieves at the banks of Combi Lake, and said, "After all, it is their own students. Although I haven't seen each other yet, I have a home visit."
The elder brother thought about the scene before leaving Chang'an College last spring, remembering the explanation of the master at the time, and thinking of the big black umbrella behind the young man, and asked, "Teacher, you have known that the younger brother will become a younger brother and brother.
"?"
Master put down the soup bowl, and touched the slightly drum abdomen to make a satisfying sigh, shook his head and said, "There is never this kind of thing in the world, so why do you predict it?"
"Haotian can't arrange everything."
Master looked up at the sky's high -definition sky in the winter grassland, as if seeing the little boy holding a firewood in the firewood more than ten years ago.
I think he is like a old man, but he didn't expect that he could really survive, and it was by my side. "
My brother looked at the grassland and said, "I don't know if the younger brother enters the wasteland alone, can you cope with it?"
Master said: "That's a very difficult child. The wasteland is his home. If you want to come, you won't be too embarrassed. If you are so embarrassed, aren't you his brother?"
The elder brother smiled and bowed his head, and Ruochunfeng.
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The scarred feather arrow broke the sound, like a sharp flute, and instantly tore the twilight over the camp.
Because the distance is too far away, when the arrow branches fly outside the camp, they have been skewed and slowly, and they are embarrassed like a drunk man, which does not cause any harm, but the people in the camp are clear.
It is warning or showing off, so the mood does not become relaxed.
The fluffy dust in the grassland gradually spread out, exposing more than a hundred riding true capacity. The faintly seeing the barbarians wrapped in the cotton of the beasts on the horse's back were mighty and magnificent.
In the camp, the Yan Kingdom cavalry welcomed it. When the places separated by several arrows, the grassland barbarians whistled away, and the shallow water around the camp turned around, refused to approach, but did not mean to leave.
Ning Que first discovered the trace of the horse thief. After the first warning, he jumped off the carriage, holding the big dark horse silently, and was ready to get the saddle at all times. Just looking at the grassland barbarians who walked around, his brows gradually frowned ——
— On the grassland in winter, it can gather more than 100 fine riders. It is already a big horse thief group. I do n’t know when the other party starts to stare at the food delivery team. He subconsciously glanced at him next to him.
The young men and girls of Mochi Yuan lived in the Great River country, which has been distant south for a long time, and only heard the brutal horror of the northern horse thieves in the legend. This is the first time they have faced with these grassland horse thieves.
Disciples of Mo Chiyuan, the silent eyebrows appeared nervous, but there was never a panic look. They held their long stalks with a long knife and waited vigilantly.
At this time, there were three riders in the north of the camp, and the dust was flying out.
This trip went to the king court of the grassland to send food. In the name, the disciples of Dahe Guochiyuan were responsible, but the Yan Kingdom cavalry responsible for the safety of the grain team did not obey the order very much.
By the eye, but looking at the free three riders, the Hua Hua couldn't help but praise.
"I can decide to send a envoy to Wang Ting's letter as soon as possible, and Yan General’s response speed is not slow."
Listening to this, Ning Que shook her head, led the big dark horse to her, and said, "These barbarians who look like a horse thief may be the cavalry of the king of the left account."
The girls next to the carriage were shocked.
Ning Que did not explain. Looking at the grassland horse thieves swimming on the Mo Mo field, watching the swallow ride out of the swallow like three branches of feathers arrows, saying, "If you are in the southern swallow border, the sentimental letter is still possible to succeed.
, But now it has penetrated into the grassland, and the three cavalry cannot run out. "
At the beginning, the monk of the moonlings was defeated by the Bioshu Lake. With the experience of living together these days, the girls of the Great River were increasingly trusted Ning Que. In the subconsciousness, I believe his judgment.
The carriage, looking at the three farther and farther Yan riding, his face was full of worries.
General Yan's reaction speed is not fast, but it is precisely because of fast, so Ning Que can no longer change the fate of the three Yan riding, not to mention that he is just an ordinary disciple of a Dahe Guochi Garden.
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The sun is getting lower and lower, the light on the grassland is getting darker, and the twilight is getting stronger. The three swallows gradually become a small silhouette in front of the blood red painting cloth.
I was stopped by a horsesho, and fell tragicly, and I never moved anymore.
After some time, there are dozens of grassland horse thieves from there. Previously, the three newspapers' corpses were dragged by the rope and were dragged by the ropes.
Sadly.
The two batch of grassland horse thieves converged in one place, making a arrogant laugh, the so -called clamor, but so.
There are many pictures on the grassland. Ning Que saw a lot. At that time, he also dragged the corpse of the leader of the horse thief on the banks of Cingbi Lake for a week to demonstrate, so it was not moved.
These tragic pictures must make them night night dreams, and they can hear that the sound of breathing around them becomes a hurry.
As for the two hundred Yan Kingdom cavalry, when I saw the miserable picture of the same robe and was insulted, it was an uproar commotion, and the chief was reluctant to calm down under the strong suppression of the chief -fighting on the grassland, no one is the opponent of these barbarians.
At least before the southward movement of the desert, the previous picture was evidence, so the number of people in the Ming Dynasty was excellent, and the disciples of Mochi Yuan were the main combat power.
The rude car array is set, and the defensive offensive is arranged at the fastest speed, waiting for this group of grassland horse thieves to attack.
The atmosphere in the camp became extremely depressed and tense. The same is true after the dozens of swallows rode back to the camp, because even if everyone had not seen it with his own eyes, he had heard of the brutal blood and blood of the grassland horse thief, especially in those food transport teams.
The people of the people are as earthy and trembling, and even the simplest handling work cannot be completed.
Unexpectedly, this group of grassland horse thieves did not launch an attack by the last Guangtian and the camps of the camp people. Instead, the people who were standing in the ground with the arrows were busy. Three of them looked like.
The horse thief waved the piston pointer at the front, and looked very arrogant.
Gradually at night, the camp burned the fire, and the general of the Yan army set up a monitoring sentry in person.
Worried about being hit by a horse thief at night, few people could fall asleep safely.
Ning Que knows the way of horse thief's behavior. Whether it is a real horse thief or a horse thief pretended to be a cavalry, once the horse is a thief, it will firmly do things according to the behavior of the horse thief -the horse thief group cannot choose the twilight to attack — he
Take your own small account next to the carriage and go to sleep well to welcome the bloody battle of tomorrow.
A night of the wind was blowing, the tank was lifted, and the curtain of the carriage was also set off. His eyes were slightly shrinking, because he found that there was no one in the car, and the girl Mo Shanshan didn't know where to go.
He quietly climbed up to the top of the carriage, looking around the camp team through the very dim star light. There was a circle of fire on the outside. On the other side of the fire tongue, a thin figure can be seen vaguely.
Above this winter, except for him, no one can see that thin figure.
Under the reflection of fire light and starlight, the white clothes on the thin shadow became thinner, and it seemed that it was blowing away by the night breeze.
Ning Que looked at the place silently, thinking about it.
Then he jumped off the carriage and fell asleep with his head.
When the night was the deepest, a few screams sounded in the southwest direction of the camp, and the madness of horses was crazy. The Yan Kingdom cavalry in the north was shocked and looked at there.
Ning Que in the tent next to the carriage does not know when it has woke up.
He listened to his ears and listened to it for a while, and looked at the girl figure cut from the candlelight in the carriage through the gap of the tent curtain, and gradually became brighter. He smiled, then closed his eyes, and continued to sleep peacefully.
In the dream, he thought, I don't know when he could write such a powerful fire symbol.
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(I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival, life is booming, just like this amulet, really fragrant ...)