The Resolute Cannon Fodder Teaching In Ancient Time

In the three years of troubled times, the great heat, the gate of Chang'an City, the army at the gate of the bright red city, and the gray wall was once again stained with blood.

Jin Ge iron horse, like a rainbow.

However, the forces of Xun Qianchun and the Chang'an Army were still too far apart. The people of Chang'an did not know where to get the army. They stood at the gate of the second city without a trace, and even pressed Hu Jun.

In the chaos and noise, an arrow shot on Xun Qianchun's shoulder, blood splashed, and quickly dyed Xun Qianchun's robes, and the young man's eyes shattered and shouted, "Lord!"

Xun Qianchun pulled the arrow and threw it on the ground, looking as usual, so that people around him should not panic.

She didn't feel any pain at all, and she was sober and deeply understood that what she was fighting and guarding was her home for the rest of her life with her husband, and the world must be stable.

In the mountains and rivers, countless noisy voices were overwhelming, Xun Qianchun looked up, saw the smoke rising, saw the gray sky, and finally withdrew his sight, raised his sword, and continued to kill the enemy.

The two armies did not know how long they had fought.

The sky shone from golden light to dark sky.

The teenager who sat on the ground and lost an arm cried, "I, I can't move!"

Xun Qianchun pursed her lips and shouted, "Get up."

The crying became stronger and stronger.

Hu Junhan Jun, drumming and shouting at the rear of the position, if the drum sounds thunder and thunder, the air is cracked, and the wolf smoke drifts towards the northwest.

The military disparity is too great. After fighting for a day and night, Hu Jun has begun to cry in Hu language and wants to evacuate. If an army starts to discourage, then it will soon fail.

Xun Qianchun didn't think there would be such a deserter in her team. She glanced at it, and she saw an unfamiliar face.

It was the group of people in Chang'an who came to disturb the audiovisual.

Xun Qianchun's face was full of blood and dust. Her voice was cold and she shouted: "The world is the world of each of you!"

Everyone was slightly stunned.

At the same time, I don't know where the Chinese cry came from: "Yes! I was born to protect the country!"

"Now Chang'an is occupied by thieves in an attempt to destroy the country. Such people must be blamed! Kill Jiang Xiao Xiao Beggar!!"

"I have been frank in my life. I have never been a deserter nor disdain to be a deserter!! Today is death, and I am going to die in Chang'an!"

The shouts became stronger and stronger.

Horseshoe bursts, it seems that thousands of troops rushed in, Yangsha Wanli, sweeping smoke on the official road.

Many of the Hu people on the battlefield returned, and the wounded lying on the ground heard the ground rumbling and hurriedly looked up at a distance.

They saw a wave of troops holding flags.

Someone with good eyesight saw the face of the headed person and cried in surprise: "That Li Sanlang! How come again?!"

The army is vast, and a group of people resemble the rioters of the imperial court, with a greasy smile on their faces, running towards Chang'an. In addition to Li Sanlang, there are Ge Xi'er, Xie Guang, and their close friends who are well known.

Did these three camps come together?

Thousands of soldiers and horses were present, and immediately thought of a key person-

Xu Zhen.

It was Xu Zhen who enjoyed the spring and autumn, shouting over her students! !

The original Changan predominant game suddenly became confusing again, and the long-forgotten storyline heroine stood with her hands behind her back and walked out of a small door in the palace. She didn't know where to go...

Thousands of miles away, Xu Zhen had arrived in Yongzhou. She looked east to Chang’an and was worried. Finally, she decided to hurry to find the lord, but she was too tired to rush on the road every day. Besides, she was still worried about the little call for flowers and did not take a few steps. I couldn't bear it, and fainted directly on the roadside.

The sky is bright and the yellow sand is long.

When Xu Zhen woke up, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw red glamorous robes, a gourd-shaped hip flask, and a bronze teacup.

For a while, Xu Zhen was stunned, and the characters related to these things flew across his head. She quickly sat up and raised her eyes, and she really saw the acquaintance she remembered, Guozi Jijiu.

Guozi Jiujiu still looks like that, looking lazy and lazy, sitting sideways, his robes piled up, and there was a little dirt on it.

Xu Zhen’s relationship with this person has always been very subtle. She can’t remember the outstanding performance of this person in the original story, but she also found that this person appeared in many places in the plot all the time, and it seemed that this person was in many corners. Footprint.

Even when ordinary officials need to go up, this person can still play everywhere.

This person is really not easy.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhen froze suddenly behind.

A gust of wind blew her cheeks, Xu Zhen glanced left and right, only to find that she was still sitting on the side of the road, with muddy soil under her palms.

Xu Zhen looked at her for a while and asked, "Who are you?"

Guozi Jijiu sat cross-legged, poured the wine gently, and slowly said, "Don't you remember me?"

Xu Zhen leaned against the mud wall behind and said, "Of course I remember, but I suddenly felt that your identity seems to be different from what I thought."

Is this man also stowed or reborn?

That world is too wonderful.

Xu Zhen wasn’t sure, so he couldn’t ask directly, so he had to use a little cliché.

"And, aren't you in Chang'an working as a beggar for Xiao Beggar? Why did it appear here?" Xu Zhen asked, offering a white cake to her at the offering wine. Xu Zhen thanked her and took it, biting to eat it.

While eating, I recalled the identity of this wine offering.

When I was an official in Chang'an, I also heard many stories about wine offering. This man was the youngest offering wine, but he was loose in nature and often absent from work, but because he knew a lot, he couldn't even take her from the Holy Spirit.

The existence of this person seems to be unusual from the beginning. As a character in the book, she is too dazzling, but even so dazzling, the world's evaluation of her seems to be only official, and there is no more praise.

Very unscientific.

Xu Zhen looked down.

Guozi Jiujiu seems to know what Xu Zhen is thinking.

She smiled and answered Xu Zhen’s previous question: “Beggar Xiao? Being a counsellor for this person, I don’t sweat. I know many people who are better than her. She is just a mindless ambitionist who can’t walk long.”

Xu Zhen was slightly shocked: "How do you know her so much?"

The Guozi Jijiu glanced at Xu Zhen and said slowly: "Since you want to choose the Mingzhu, you need to understand more. I am not like you. I have been pressed on a person from the beginning."

Xu Zhen explained: "I am not pressing on a person, but if she wants to seize the world, I will help, otherwise I will live my own life in peace."

Sacrifice wine smiled again.

Xu Zhen was still somewhat restrained. Now that I have chatted, I continue to ask: "Why are you here?"

Ji Jiu said: "Come out and hang out."

Xu Zhen asked: "How is the battle in Chang'an?"

Ji Jiu said: "It's still hot, the one in your family is injured. I'm afraid it will take some time to heal."

Xu Zhen didn't know how, and the wine festival would tell the story directly. She was stunned, and then stood up and said, "Then I can't continue to waste time here."

The wine offering did not stop her.

Xu Zhen quickly walked towards the alley, ready to find a horse, and went to the master to ask for soldiers and horses.

Before taking a few steps, she suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Ji Jiu: "What is your identity?"

Cross, rebirth? These words have been spinning around Xu Zhen's mouth, but she wants a more proactive answer.

The sacrifice wine still did not speak straight.

Xu Zhen asked again.

Ji Jiu smiled, lowered his head and opened the jug next to it, poured some sake into the bronze cup, then stood up again, standing with his back on his hands, his big sleeves almost hanging down to the ground.

She looked at Xu Zhen frankly, and after a while, whispered: "I am just like you, and like thousands of ordinary people, just come here to play in the world."

Xu Zhen was even more shocked after listening.

try it out? This person is also smuggling?

Not waiting for Xu Zhen to ask.

The Guozi Jijiu continued slowly: "You can treat me as you, or you can treat me as any person, because everyone is the protagonist in his own world, the others are not important, and you don’t understand, they It can be a good person, it can be a bad person, what do you think they are, what are they, if you don’t say it, they won’t refute you. The heart is in the world, and everything is educated, you live in the world, why is it so true, everything It's just your world of thinking."

Xu Zhen understood a little, she said after a moment of silence: "You are not quite right."

The wind and the wind blows the robe, the alley is deep and long, and somehow the sound of horseshoes comes from, and it runs to Xu Zhen. Xu Zhen turns around and sees the horse he rides.

She raised her hand to hold the reins, touched the horse's head by the way, and turned back to see the wine.

But the wine has gone.

The wine gourd on the ground was taken away, leaving a bronze wine glass filled with wine.

Xu Zhen didn't understand at the end what the words just said for the wine offering.

But she didn't have time to understand all this.

In fact, some of the sacrifice wine was just right.

That is, for some people, even if the story is more exciting, for her, after all, she is just passing by, drinking two cups of tea, pouring a jug of wine, nodding, smiling, and quickly disperses, not even the name.

The only thing Xu Zhen thinks is important now is to sing flowers. This is the treasure she got after she stowed away. It is real, her daughter-in-law.

The author has something to say: I set this up for the wine offering from the beginning. I didn’t want to write it because I thought it was too middle two, but I still wanted to write it in order to make up the fortune.

A set of idealistic remarks, the body of the wine offering is the mind-based theory. Because the big setting is to wear books, she is set to be an ideology that is a collection of reader comments and so on. Just like that, she can be anything in your heart, hehe hehe