Volume II Winter Lake Chapter 237 Cutting the Grass
Volume 2: Winter Lake Chapter 237: Cutting the Grass
Late spring in Chang'an City is approaching summer, and the temperature is getting hotter. However, it is the best time in the northern wasteland. The gentle breeze is coming, blowing the knee-deep grass, like a sea of green, about fifty miles north of Zuozhang Wangting, close to
In the green ocean of Minshan, there are many colors. The latest chapter of the Holy Church
The charred ground, chopped grass roots, broken arrows buried deep in the ground, and the traces left by those formations showed that a war had just ended here.
This war came to the wasteland with spring and ended with the deepening of spring. The Central Plains Allied Forces became stronger. With the guidance and help of the Royal Court Cavalry, they launched a series of battles with the desert tribes who moved south. The war lasted for nearly a hundred days.
The cruel war left many people dead on both sides, but the deserters finally managed to hold on to the last line of defense and saved the most important and fertile pastures.
The Xiling Temple issued an edict, and food and supplies from various countries were continuously transported to the Yan State, and strong practitioners came to help. However, in the end, they failed to achieve the strategic goal of driving the desert people back to the cold region. The reason for this was because the desert people
The strength of the warriors was also an important reason why the Tang cavalry and the Xiling cavalry were not dispatched.
The smell of embers floats on this post-war grassland, which is slightly burnt and smelly. Not far away, on the gently sloping meadow of Minshan Mountain, there are hundreds of piles of stones, with various hangings hanging on them.
The cloth strips dance slowly with the spring breeze. These stone piles are the graves of the prairie cavalry.
It is rare to see the corpses of desert warriors on the grassland, because no matter how fierce the battle is, the desert warriors will bring their dead companions back to the tribe at all costs.
In the war that lasted for nearly a hundred days, the Central Plains Allied Forces did not capture a single deserter.
The cavalry of the Tang Army, who were riding their horses to clean the battlefield on the grassland, looked at the piles of rocks in the distance, thinking about the performance of the deserters on the battlefield, and while being vigilant, they also felt a little admiration.
Do not take prisoners and do not leave a comrade behind. This is also the iron law of the Tang Dynasty army. The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty finally understood why the desert people were called natural warriors thousands of years ago and why the ancestors spent so much energy to defeat these
The deserters were driven out of the wasteland.
They are also the best warriors. It is not surprising that the Tang army admired the Huangren tribe, and then they wanted to find an opportunity to have a head-on battle with the powerful Huangren.
It is a pity that in this bloody and cruel war, the Northeast Frontier Army of the Tang Dynasty was responsible for escorting baggage, suppressing rebellions, maintaining military discipline, and cleaning the battlefield, but they did not have the opportunity to board the frontal battlefield.
Because this is the will of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the order of General Xiahou.
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Xiahou looked at the fertile grassland under his feet, looked at the grass roots that had been stepped into the soil by his boots, and slowly moved the soles of his boots. With a soft sizzling sound, something almost oily and water-like squeezed out from the side of the leather boots.
In addition to the decay of the black mud, there is also a lot of residual blood left behind.《》
Since the beginning of the war, the cavalry under his command have not met the warriors of the Desolate tribe head-on, and have not even seen a Desolate man, but he is not as curious and excited as his subordinates to fight with them——
Because he himself is a deserter.
Looking at the black blood stains remaining on the grassland, Xiahou imagined the last battle a few days ago, imagining the scene of those clansmen whom he had not seen for a long time falling under the feathers of arrows or flying swords, his cold and iron cheeks expressionless.
, but his eyebrows twitched slightly.
The cavalry of the Tang Empire did not go onto the frontal battlefield. This was His Majesty's will and his idea. His Majesty knew his origins and still allowed him to personally command the war, which meant that he agreed with his idea.
Xiahou was very grateful for His Majesty's trust.
There was a clear sharp whistle in the distance. He looked up expressionlessly and saw a few hundred feet below the meadow, a famous prairie girl riding a horse and driving hundreds of sheep to graze.
Not long after the war ended, people on the grassland started grazing again. From this point of view, life will always be peaceful and simple, and the war is just an interlude in the middle.
Looking at the grassland girl with rosy complexion and clear eyes, Xia Hou recalled the scene when he escaped from the mountain gate many years ago and met his sister again in Hebei County.
Then he confirmed that his gratitude to His Majesty the Emperor had nothing to do with his trust and tolerance in the past years. He was just grateful that His Majesty was kind to his sister.
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Mr. Ke destroyed the Demon Sect's gate with a single sword. Xiahou went south to the Tang Dynasty and served in the army for decades, eventually becoming the leading general of the empire. Then he became a distinguished guest of the Xiling Temple, but no one knew that he was a remnant of the Demon Sect.
Descendants of the deserted people.
General Xiahou seems to be violent and powerful. In fact, the big shots in the world who know his true identity have been trying to use his past identity to blackmail him and control him. His true identity is like countless spider threads.
He, a big insect in armor, was tied up in the middle of the net. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out. He could only gradually become silent and then gradually suffocate.
His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty knew his origin, and the headmaster of the Xiling Temple knew his origin. These two knowledges were like two indestructible stone walls, slowly moving closer together over the past few years.
Breathing, no matter which way you lean, seems to be a dead word.
He once thought about leaning against the stone walls on both sides, being loyal to the Tang Dynasty and serving Xiling at the same time. He had indeed done this in the past few years, but the two loyalists could not live in harmony after all, so in the end he could only be loyal to himself and use violence to
Be ruthless to maintain your strength, don't get close to the stone wall. Sanctuary
It is a pity that manpower is sometimes poor after all. He is still very powerful now, but he will get old, sick, and weak, but those two stone walls will never become loose and fragile, and he has killed many people, those people
I really want to kill him.
So Xiahou wanted to become forever strong, so he went to the north bank of the Hulan Sea to seize the Book of Heaven, but in the end all hope was lost in front of the scholar.
When one is truly desperate, new hope suddenly arises. The road ahead of the end of the road suddenly becomes dark and bright. The scholar made Xiahou stop thinking about being forever powerful and arrogant, but he discovered the possibility of returning home safely and not caring about worldly affairs.
"Summer is coming and everything is coming to an end."
Xiahou looked at the grassland in the spring breeze, thinking about the coming midsummer. A rare gentle expression gradually appeared on his cold and iron face.
His sister is the Queen of Tang Dynasty, and his sister is Xia Tian.
The gentle spring breeze blew against the general's gentle face, carrying the strong smell of blood, and then there was the sound of weeding.
On the meadow not far behind Xiahou, more than a hundred grassland cavalry and Yan troops knelt on the ground. Under the bright sword light, their heads were separated from their bodies, and blood poured into the sea of grass.
These grassland cavalry and Yan troops were arrested for rebellion and violation of discipline. Without trial, they were all killed just because of General Xiahou's words.
On the battlefield, the Northeastern Frontier Army of the Tang Dynasty was responsible for maintaining military discipline and suppressing rebellions, but today's execution without trial has seriously violated the rules of the temple and the laws of the Tang Dynasty.
But Tang Law cannot control generals outside.
Therefore, killing people is like grass, and Xiahou's face does not change.
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An officer rode a war horse galloping from the direction of the military camp.
Xia Hou accepted the letter handed over by the officer.
Although he has been stationed in Tuyang City all year round, he is far away in the wilderness at this time. After all, he is the general of the imperial army and has many informants in the imperial court in Chang'an City.
He did not have much personal friendship with General Xu Shi, but they respected each other, so some matters in the military department were often reported directly to the military camp through those informants.
This letter tells about what happened in Chang'an recently.
Xiahou knew about the two conversations between Xu Shi and Ning Que, and also knew about the deaths of the city gatekeeper Huang Xing and Yu Shuizhu on Yu Street, so he read the letter in silence for a long time.
Last year in Tuyang City, he had reached an agreement with the Academy, so he was originally unwilling to pay attention to the Academy's entry into the world, and would not be as vigilant as Xu Shi.
However, the deaths of Huang Xing and Yu Shuizhu made him wary.
Huang Xing and Yu Shuizhu are the people of His Highness the Prince and also his people.
And they were all people who participated in that incident.
Xia Hou didn't understand why Ning Que targeted him.
First he killed Lin Ling in the wasteland, then Gu Xi in Tuyang City, and now he killed Huang Xing and Yu Shuizhu. All the people close to him died under this man's sword one by one.
The Imperial Court and the Fish of Nine Astronomical Literatures?”
Xia Hou frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and then shook his head. He knew very well that Lin Guangyuan's son was dead, because he had personally examined the body of the fair little boy back then.
Then he remembered a certain saying in Chang'an City.
Academy Ning Que has a close relationship with Princess Li Yu.
Is it because of the dragon chair?
Xiahou's expression became increasingly indifferent. He had decided to return to his old age, but if someone tried to hurt his sister, hurt his nephew, and wanted to snatch the throne that belonged to his nephew, then he would kill the other person at all costs.
The executions are still going on.
The heads of soldiers who violated discipline were chopped off on the grassland, and the sound of scratching continued.
In the smell of blood, Xiahou thought about Chang'an, and his murderous intention gradually arose.
At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky of the blue and cloudless grassland.
The man jumped down from the air, roaring in the wind, and rushed straight towards Xiahou with extremely domineering murderous intent.
Xiahou raised his head.
In addition to the figure in the sky, there was also blazing sunlight.
So he squinted his eyes.
He was already very familiar with this scene.
He had seen it on the north bank of Hulan Sea.
He has seen him several times these days.
So he didn't panic, his expression remained calm and indifferent.
An extremely fierce aura spurted out from his body.
The leather boots stepped deeply into the soft grassland mud.
The next moment, the soft soil instantly became extremely hard.
Centered on the soles of the boots, countless spider web-like traces appeared in the grassland.
Xiahou stood in the middle of the grassland cracked like a spider web.
Relying on the huge shock force from his feet, he flew into the air.
The battle clothes vibrated, he was as fast as a flying bird, and he was as bright as a god.
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Demon Sect World Walking Tang jumped down from the air.
Xia Hou, the former strong man of the Demon Sect, flew into the air.
Two people met over the grassland.
Once we meet, it's like a bolt from the blue.
In the clear sky, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded.
A strong shock wave began to spread from the air in all directions.
The sheep that were grazing in the distance were so frightened that they feigned death and fell to the ground.
The grassland girl shepherding sheep was so frightened that she fell off her horse.
The soldiers of the Tang Army who were enforcing military law covered their ears and knelt down in pain.
The strong wind blows hard, the sea of grass collapses, and the broken grass flies.
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(I'm still breathing a sigh of relief. There will still be one chapter today, and two chapters will be guaranteed tomorrow, so I can gradually get back into shape.)