Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 2: Sword Six

Xi Emperor eight years, October.

As Chun State was defeated by Li State, the forces of King Qin's coalition forces were temporarily weakened. However, the young Ao Zhirun was unable to take charge of government affairs, so Liang Qiusong, Marquis of Huangchang, obtained all the powers of Bi Zhi in the name of "supervising the country". Hua Ye, a famous general of the Chun Kingdom, known as the "Ugly Tiger", led 30,000 Fenghu Jingqi troops to plow the fields in Dangyang Valley, forming a confrontation with the 50,000 Red Brigade and 10,000 Thunder Riders stationed in the imperial capital. Liang Qiusong sent envoys to the imperial capital with jade swords and axes to worship the emperor. In the eyes of the princes, this was a symbol of determination to die and serve the king. The princes are looking forward to a new decisive battle in their respective palaces to expel the southern barbarians who have occupied the imperial capital.

This year Wanzhou had a good fishery harvest. Some fishermen in Xiyinghai said that they accidentally strayed into the deep sea. Fengniao is the legendary emperor of flying birds, and the northwest direction it flies to is the direction of Chun Kingdom. There are faint rumors from the ruling and opposition parties that to restore the prosperity of the Eastern Six Emperors, they still have to rely on the mighty Chun Kingdom. Someone came up to the emperor, saying that Liang Qiusong should be added to set an example of loyal ministers for the princes. Both the emperor and Chunguo kept silent about these news.

Another year is about to pass.

South Huai City.

On the highest "Aiqing Building" in the East Palace, Lu Guichen leaned out half of his body while holding the railing, looking at the birds circling in the sky.

The setting sun is half-set on the Phoenix Pond, and the water is glistening, as if sprinkled with a layer of broken gold. The whole Nanhuai City is hazy in the misty sunset, and you can faintly hear the knocking on the cloud plate on the high platform in the distance the pale sound.

Nanhuai sunset is a scenic spot in Wanzhou, and the gentry like to sing it. But Lu Guichen doesn't like it that much, the houses here are always so high, and there are endless pavilions and pavilions everywhere, blocking the distant vegetation and the floating clouds in the sky, he especially doesn't like it Walking under the towering palace wall, I feel that the wall is pressing heavily on my chest, making my breathing involuntarily heavy.

He misses the grassland very much, and misses the feeling of being able to see the end of the world at a glance when standing on horseback. The sky there is boundless and blue, and the big eagle with white wingtips often flies proudly and alone.

It has been four months since he arrived in Nanhuai. The Nine Kings returned to North Lu, but Tie Yan and Tie Ye couldn't follow him into the palace, so he was the only one left here. He knows that this kind of life is just beginning, but there is no deadline for it to end.

"Hehe, I finally found Young Master Chen, and I guessed that Young Master was watching Que'er again in Aiqing Building," a voice with a smile sounded behind him.

Lv Guichen turned around and saw Fang Shan's slender face, with two short eyebrows pressing down a pair of small smiling eyes.

"Hi Fang Duwei," Lu Guichen bowed slightly, "This place is open and you can see far away. I was playing the flute just now, and I saw a wild goose. That's a wild goose, not a bird."

"Heh, geese are also sparrows, the young master is just making Fang Shan happy."

Lu Guichen shook his head: "The geese and sparrows are different. Our barbarian shepherds said that sparrows fly a hundred feet and eat bugs, geese fly a thousand feet and eat fish and shrimp, and eagles fly thousands of miles and eat insects." Cattle and sheep. Geese and sparrows are different, they can fly very far, across the sea. Maybe they came from the north.”

"North?" Fang Shan smiled, "Young Master Chen is homesick. In fact, what's so good about Beilu? I've heard people say that it's nothing but grass. It's because Fang Shan has been negligent these days. In the East Palace, find a few clever servants to take the young master Chen for a walk. In Nanhuai City, there are many interesting things, fighting dogs and crickets, guessing a leaf card, the most interesting thing is sitting in a wine shop and listening to people talking about romances , Doesn’t Young Master Chen like heroes? He’s talking about heroes.”

Lu Guichen still shook his head: "Bei Lu is not all grass, there are cattle and sheep, there are big eagles, there are mirror-like lakes, there are herds of yaks and wild horses... everyone I know is there, There are my parents, Dahesa and Suma... Fang Duwei, if your closest relatives can't hear about you, what's the point of being a hero?"

He turned his head slightly, Fang Shan met his gaze, and then turned away. Fang Shan thought that this child was too serious, he was obviously just a child, and he wanted to care about adults.

"Young Master Chen, the dining room is urgent. Master Lu will give you and Young Master Yu an evening class after dinner. Today is the last poetry exam, and Young Master Chen will return Remember?"

"I..."

Fang Shan waved his hand: "Master Lu is also a dead-headed person. Young Master Chen will lead Bei Lu in the future. With a wave of hundreds of thousands of troops on the grassland, whoever he says will be destroyed will be destroyed. Those who refuse to accept will naturally have Go serve with swords and guns. What's the use of learning characters? Are you afraid that you won't be able to find a good writer to write a letter of war? But this matter is ordered by the king, and there must be an explanation to the king. Young master Chen, I think we should go and catch up first Dinner. Young Master Yu is waiting for you, if you don’t come, don’t dare to have dinner.”

The moment before Lu Guichen was pulled down the stairs by him, he turned to look at the goose. It flew into the half-round sunset, as if melted by the warm color. He touched his arm and felt that it was getting colder.

"A sage, in the face of all difficulties, keeps his heart and never changes his mind, does not change his will based on praise or criticism, does not feel sad or happy because of gains and losses, does not look up to success or failure, this is impossible for ordinary people. Also, if a sage understands his principles, he is called a sage.”

Lu Fuzi's cadenced voice echoed in the study, echoing loudly.

In the study room of the East Palace, there are two desks on each side. The east is the young prince of the Tang Dynasty, and the west is the son of the barbarian. The two wore the same plain brocade robes and sat opposite each other. Lu Guichen held the brush clumsily and lowered his gaze. Bailiyu, who was opposite him, glanced at his movement with one hand resting on his cheek, and tapped his fingers rhythmically on his face. .

"Between life and death, on the eve of existence and death, this is an unstoppable time in life. A saint is not frightened, not afraid, not anxious, not slow, but he has his own hills and mountains in his chest, and stepping into the abyss is like walking a broad road With the sword in front and the sword at the side, you can walk beyond it."

Lv Guichen was taken aback, raised his head, saw Bailiyu put his hands around his mouth, and lowered his voice to shout at him.

"Hello!" Bailiyu picked up the scroll on his desk and shook it, "Have you finished your answer?"

"I..." Lu Guichen hesitated, looking down at his test paper.

"A husband who is a teacher should teach with faith, and a disciple should learn with sincerity," Master Lu's sonorous and forceful voice suddenly changed into a shout in the distance, "Why did I allow you to ask questions in private? There is no need to answer any more!"

He took out Xingmu from his sleeve, hit his desk hard, strode forward and pulled the test papers from the two students with aggressive eyes. Bailiyu was so frightened that he shrank his head into the stand-up collar of his robe, only showing his flickering eyes. When Master Lu turned around, he stuck out his tongue very quickly and made a grimace. Lu Fuzi strode back to his desk and sat down, unfolding the test paper with a calm demeanor. The corners of his mouth were slightly turned down, he stroked a few strands of his beard and glanced at the first paper, his tense expression eased a bit.

"It's quite caring, especially the sentence 'Wild wild goose wanders south, never misses its partner for thousands of miles, and trusts', there is a bit of sage's rhyme, young master Yu's reading these few days can be regarded as hardworking, and he has lived up to the expectations of the king. This paper can be titled as a middle class."

He shook open the lower paper again, and just glanced at it, his thin beard trembled violently, and his two old narrowed eyes were wide open, almost bursting into flames.

"Hey!" Bailiyu looked at the astonishing performance of his master before the violence, and shouted to Lu Guichen with a suppressed voice, "Didn't you write a single word?"

"This... this, this, this is simply too deceitful! How can I have any dignity as a teacher?" Master Lu trembled for a while, and finally shouted loudly, grabbed the paper and threw it vigorously out.

Not far away, a thin piece of paper unfolded in mid-air and fell to the ground. Bailiyu poked his head out of curiosity, wondering what could make the old-fashioned and polite master so angry.

It was a painting drawn sparsely with ink brushes. At first, it seemed to be a few irregular ink dots, which were painted as the backs of sheep in the distance, and then a few strokes were painted nearby, which looked like a grassland with undulating terrain. , and the corner of the paper is a flock of geese crossing the sky under the setting sun. Bailiyu stuck out his tongue, which could only be regarded as a scribble.

Master Lu sat back heavily in the chair, straightened his expression, looked straight ahead, and did not even glance at Lu Guichen: "I'm a little talented, and the Lord Meng asked me to teach the words of the two young masters. I know I am ashamed. Young Master Chen has repeatedly disobeyed the teachings and acted on his own. He must be a hero of the Golden Tentacle Kingdom in northern China. He is invincible with swords and horses. He despises a sour Confucian student like me. Even if a schoolteacher in the village knows how to retreat in spite of difficulties, I am truly ashamed of Young Master Chen."

He stood up and waved Lu Guichen's sleeves from a distance: "I dare not take it high, I will leave!"

He turned around and strode away.

Lu Guichen was still holding the ink pen clumsily, and sat there blankly looking at Master Lu's back. Bai Liyu had already jumped up lightly, and followed him to watch Master Lu's back disappear at the end of the corridor.

"Admiration, admiration! You are so courageous!" Bailiyu jumped back and gave Lu Guichen a thumbs up, "This old guy's temper is like a stinky stone in a latrine, I wouldn't dare to mess around with it He will go to his father to complain."

"I...what should I do?" Lu Guichen looked at him helplessly.

"I have done everything, what else can I do?" Baili Yu shrugged, "If you are afraid, don't be angry with that old thing."

"I... I didn't do it on purpose," Lu Guichen lowered his head, "I don't even understand what Master said."

"Don't you know East 6 characters?"

"I have learned it before, but I really don't understand what the master said. I don't understand saints, righteousness, and Dao. Young master Yu, what is a saint?"

"Saint?" Bailiyu was stunned for a moment, scratching his forehead, "This...it's hard to say, probably the great sages in ancient times, who wrote books, taught and taught students all day long, very The old-fashioned kind, who straightened his back in the lecture hall. If after a few hundred years, Mr. Lu rotted to the point where only his bones remained, he might also wear the title of saint."

"Oh..." Lu Guichen seemed to have realized something.

"That's right, that's right," Bailiyu became a little curious about the fear that this barbarian gradually lost, "Do you guys in Beilu usually don't use words? You just rode here to graze , ran there again to graze, and as soon as everyone turned their faces, they slashed at each other with knives, swish, swish, and then the victor cut off the head of the loser and made it into a wine glass? He also robbed his remaining women? I It's like this in the books, you don't look like a savage."

Lu Guichen thought silently for a while: "Actually, that's not the case..."

He couldn't find any suitable words to describe Shuofangyuan in his heart, and finally he could only say: "It's actually just a grassland."

The door rang softly three times.

The woman under the lamp was startled, stuffed the things back into her sleeves, and lowered her voice: "Come in."

The door opened, and a child came in with his head bowed. His bun was **** with an ivory hairpin, and only a black forehead was visible.

"Why did Young Master Chen come here late at night?" Su Jieyu recognized the hairpin.

"I..." Lu Guichen hesitated, "I want to borrow some books to read."

"Borrowing books?" The woman shook her head indifferently, "I have some books here, but there are more books in the warehouse. You can find whatever books Young Master Chen wants."

Lu Guichen hesitated for a moment: "Then... I'm bothering Jieyu."

He turned around, but the woman suddenly called him: "Why did Young Master Chen come here?"

"I don't know the title of the book," Lu Guichen said in a low voice, "I want to find some books to read, so that I can understand what Master Lu said, but I don't know what books to read. I can't find it in the warehouse..."

The woman was silent for a while: "Did Mr. Lu scold you?"

"No. But...they all say I'm a barbarian..."

"What book is Master Lu talking about now?"

"Zheng Dian Meng."

"Although it is Mongolian, it is already a difficult book. No wonder you don't understand it." The woman got up and took a few books from the bookshelf covering the entire wall. " and Xiang Yan's "Kou Chuang Qiu Wen Lu". The former is the most complete annotation, and although the latter is about "Government Code", they are all short stories, which are more interesting to read."

Lv Guichen was stunned for a moment, went up to catch it respectfully, held it high above his head according to the etiquette taught by Master Lu, and wanted to back away.

"Like reading?" The woman asked suddenly.

"Yeah!" Lu Guichen lowered the book and looked at the woman, "We don't have many books in Bei6~IndoMTL.com~ I feel that there is so much knowledge in the book that I can't understand it in a lifetime."

"In fact, it is not necessary to read a lot of books, how much can you understand by reading?"

"Doesn't Jieyu like reading very much?"

The woman thought about it for a while: "A person is actually like a book, but how many people can understand themselves?"

This sentence was too profound for Lu Guichen, but he felt the natural intimacy, he remembered his father's instructions, and bowed respectfully: "Is there anything Su Jieyu can teach me? "

The woman stroked the top of his head lightly, she didn't speak for a long time, and then she smiled: "It's nothing, your maid doesn't know how to comb your hair, it's so messy, I'll comb it for you."

She washed Lu Guichen's hair and put a white silk around her neck. After washing his hair, Lu Guichen didn't have much hair, and his head looked a little round, more like a child. He obediently lowered his head, allowing the woman to fiddle with his head. His eyes fell on the two pots of purple flowers by the window: "I've never seen the flowers raised by Jieyu, what are they called?"

"Zi Linqiu, a gift from a friend."

Finally, the woman took off the ivory hairpin she was biting into her mouth, and tied her bun tightly for Lu Guichen, "Have a good time, you are not alone in a foreign land."

It was dead of night.

Lamps and candles were still lit in the Xibei Hall, three or five figures were reflected on the window paper, and voices of voices could be vaguely heard.

One person snorted and laughed a few times from his nose: "Barbarian! I can't even read a few words, and I want to learn the culture of our heavenly kingdom. Playing the piano to a cow is really playing the piano to a cow!"

"The greatness of this article is intended for students with spirituality. Those who drink blood will never have the opportunity to learn the essence. If the lord of the country hadn't issued a death order, I would not do this kind of humiliation even if I died. Sven thing," someone hummed angrily and patted the table.

"Don't be restless, Mr. Lu, and don't be rash when you are less restful," another gentle voice comforted, "After all, the two countries have made an alliance, and it is still necessary for face. Living with the same food and drink, the intention is obvious, isn't it just for the envoys of the Golden Horde to see?"

"Today I met with the lord, and the lord still wants him to share food and lodging with Master Yu, there is no difference at all. I really don't have much patience to spend on that uncivilized barbarian. And if this knowledge is learned by the barbarian , in the future, he has two ambitions, which will be detrimental to our Eastern Lu Dynasty, and I am a sinner through the ages, how can I meet our ancestors of the Lu family?"

The gentle voice smiled: "Whether he can learn or not is his own understanding. Lu Gong taught the son to read. Putting him aside is like letting go of a starling. He will be able to speak a few words after a long time. As for True marrow, is true marrow so easy to learn? Even if he is a savage, he can’t learn anything!"

"The monkey is right! But we have to beware of that Tuoba Shanyue, I am afraid that he is the backer of this barbarian. Now the lord of the country is very fond of this barbarian, so we must prevent him from being pampered."

"Qiu Gong's statement made the king look down on him again. How can the king love and trust the barbarians? If the king really regards Tuoba Shanyue as his confidant, why did he let him and Wu Dian command Mr. Xi to have a festival? ?Tuoba nominally controls the three armies, but the first person in our Xiatang army is General Yu Dianyu, Master Xi! If Master Xi hadn’t been indifferent, would Tuoba Shanyue have taken this position?”

The whispering whispers continued to come. The child standing under the eaves silently looked at the scroll in his hand. He thought he might be able to understand after reading the three annotated editions of "Zheng Dian Meng" and Xiang Yan's "Record of Asking Questions through the Window". When he passed by here, he heard a lot of words, but no matter how many words there were, there was only the word "barbarian". He felt a little wronged in his heart, so wronged that people wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. He is indeed a barbarian, a descendant of the Pasur family of the Lu family in the Qingyang Department. Since he set foot on the land of the East Road, he has made up his mind to be an example of a prairie boy, never to be weak and cry.

He walked through the corridor silently, and there was no one there. In the dead of night, the sound of frogs is loud and clear.

He hesitated at the intersection, on the one hand, he went to Bailiyu's Liangfengyuan, and on the other hand, he went to Guihong Pavilion where he lived. But he knew that there was only darkness in Guihong Hall, and no human voice could be heard. The two girls who served him, Liu Yu'er and Xiao Su, were originally Bailiyu's maids. At this time, they couldn't wait to go to Liangfeng Garden like birds flying out of the cage.

A birdcage?

Lu Guichen thought it was really a birdcage, and this cage was only for him alone.

He walked on the third road, just wandering around endlessly, stopping and going, finally he suddenly saw the palace gate that was concealed, which looked familiar. He remembered that it was the Meilan Palace where Bailiyu lived when he entered the palace for the first time. After that, Bailiyu moved into Liangfengyuan, separated from his Guihong Pavilion by only one wall. It was deserted, and there were no people in the daytime. He opened the door casually, and saw the moonlight filling the walkway, the shadows of the trees swaying on the ground, and the leaves rustling in the wind. He walked further in, and the main hall was emptied, and the moonlight was cast from the hollow windows on all sides, and the whole place was like quicksilver. He felt tired, so he sat on the ground, hugged his knees, and watched the breeze blow up the golden yarn wrapped around the rafters, rising and falling.

He thought Dong Lu was actually a very good place. He had never imagined that someone could weave the spun gold yarn so thinly that he could see the skin of those girls through it. It's a princess, with rose oil on her hair, which makes people intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers from a distance. The houses in East Lu are also so exquisite, with bucket arches and cornices, orchids and small bamboos are planted delicately behind the screen walls in the corners of the corridors, which always make people's eyes suddenly brighten. The ruler of East Lu is also very dignified. He always has a calm smile and speaks every word calmly and elegantly.

But he still misses Bei Lu, his father, mother, Dahe Sa Mochi and Suma.

East Lu has everything, but it just doesn't have what he wants.

He gradually became sleepy and felt cold again. He stood up, jumped and tore off the golden yarn, wrapping it round and round around himself. Finally he leaned against the wall and sat in a cloud-like veil. The light gauze is as cold and slippery as ice, but it is extraordinarily warm when wrapped around the body. Drowsiness welled up, and he lowered his head. The cold moonlight cast from the open window sills and shone on the top of his head. He thought of the warm cowhide blanket with the red brazier inside, and felt that he was going to sleep.

Footsteps!

His heart skipped a beat.

"Ah..." It was a wail, but it seemed to be strangled to death halfway.

Lu Guichen opened his eyes, turned his head to listen again, those small voices disappeared again, only the sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves on the ground in the courtyard outside. The moonlight filled the ground, and the ground of the palace was glowing with a cold green color. His back was cold, thinking of ominous legends in the palace. Numb skin exploded on his body, and he felt that someone was walking around the palace, but the sound of those footsteps was intermittent. There was the sound of breathing again, as if it was right next to the ear. His heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of his mouth.

"Grab him and beat him to death!" Yin Yin's roar was extremely penetrating.

The sound of footsteps became clear, just outside the wall of Meilan Palace. It was not one, but a group of people, and the sound of chaotic and hurried footsteps approached extremely quickly from a distance.

There was someone fighting in the palace, Lu Guichen heaved a sigh of relief.

He immediately became uneasy again. It's hard to explain why he stayed in the abandoned old palace in the middle of the night. After hesitating for a while, he quietly tiptoed towards the side door by the west wall. The side door was not locked, and the tentacles opened. He stepped out of the door, and saw a person rushing out from the slanting stab, and slammed into the palace wall fiercely. It was too late for him to return. A black shadow chased up from behind, as fierce as a leopard, and ruthlessly stabbed the man in front with his elbow in the lower abdomen. Outside the door was a narrow alley that was less than three feet wide between two high walls. Lu Guichen couldn't see the man's face, but he could feel the fierce force in that elbow, and the man immediately bowed to the ground like a shrimp. More people rushed over, and the leopard-like figure raised its foot and kicked violently a few times indiscriminately, immediately blocking the pursuers. His breathing was heavy and intermittent, he didn't know if he was injured or exhausted, but he didn't have time to catch his breath, he staggered a few steps while holding on to the palace wall with his hands, passed in front of Lu Guichen, and started to run again.

"Do you still dare to run? I will let you die here today!"

Lu Guichen saw clearly that seven or eight people were chasing and beating one, and the one being chased was the one who elbowed the opponent. The seven or eight pursuers all had wooden knives in their hands, but the escaped man was empty-handed. One of his legs seemed to be sprained, but he still ran swiftly and vigorously. The pursuers were forced into a straight line by the palace wall, and the people in front blocked the way behind, gradually unable to catch up.

"Stop!"

In the alley ahead, someone suddenly gave a low shout, it was that sinister voice. Followed by the whistling wind of the wooden knife, it swept across the ground, and it was too late for the fleeing people to jump up. The wooden knife slashed hard and forcefully on his shin, making a heart-shattering muffled sound. Lu Guichen almost thought that the man's leg was broken. All those who were chasing behind rushed forward. Each of them tried their best with their hands, and the wooden knife slashed down, like crazy, as if they were chopping a watermelon. The besieged people had only their hands to hold their heads, and kept rolling in the siege.

"Fight to death! See if this kid still dares to be rampant?" There was that sinister voice again. Even in the dark night, there is light shining. Lu Guichen shuddered, his gaze reminded him of a wolf on the grassland.

"Are you convinced? I see you are not convinced!"

"Die to me... to die!"

The person who beat him cursed in a low voice, as if he was venting the anger he had accumulated for a long time. Lu Guichen could tell that these were boys around his age. They were dressed in the costumes of the Forbidden Army in the palace, with silver chrysanthemum military emblems hanging from their shoulders. The Eastern Palace Barracks was a place where young warriors from aristocratic families gathered. The military academy lined up, most of them were children without long hair on their mouths. The boys hacked for a while, then lifted their feet and stepped on the child's back and chest.

Lu Guichen felt a little surprised. From the beginning to the end, the child who was beaten did not make a sound, he just dodged with his head in his arms, and was kicked around like a ball.

Finally, someone seized the opportunity, kicked the child's hand away, followed by stepping on the side of his face, gritted his teeth hard, and firmly stomped his head to the ground. Only then did the other children stop one after another, looking at the children on the ground with their hips crossed and laughing.

"Come on, Lei Yunzhengke, step on it harder, I'll **** on this bastard's face," someone said while unbuttoning his belt.

"Fang Qizhao, you're ruthless!" There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, and everyone followed behind with their belts untied.

Lu Guichen felt a little uncomfortable, but he knew there was nothing he could do. This is not his hometown, he is just a barbarian in the East Palace. He wanted to retreat quietly and close the door, when the moonlight broke through the clouds, and silver-like brilliance fell down.

The sudden light was like electricity, Lu Guichen saw the boy's face and his wide eyes. Those pure black eyes, staring hard under someone else's boots, were as deep as a sea of ​​ink. Lu Guichen felt that he couldn't breathe suddenly, he couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his face, he believed that the boy saw his face when the moonlight broke through the clouds. But afterwards, he felt that the boy was not looking at anyone or anything at all. He widened his eyes fiercely, staring at the endless distance.

It is the gaze that ignited an era. It is a sword or a spear. Even if it is broken, it will not regret it.

The moon disappeared into the clouds in an instant.

"Stop!" Lu Guichen shouted.

He himself was taken aback, "Who?" The youths of the forbidden army also retreated in horror, holding their wooden knives tightly at the same time, standing side by side, forming a formation to resist the enemy.

"It's the barbarian," murmured one of them with good eyesight.

The teenagers felt that it was a bit tricky, and they cast glances at each other. After all, he was a distinguished guest who worked and rested with Young Master Yu, so it was inconvenient to offend him face to face, but he was clearly just an insignificant barbarian, and he seemed unwilling to release the prey he had worked so hard to catch for him. A group of people turned their heads in unison to look at the person leaning against the corner with a wooden knife.

My feet! "

One of the teenagers screamed. He jumped up holding his ankles, and fell to the side, howling.

The teenagers lowered their heads in surprise, and saw that the child's hand on the ground was bent like a hook. Just now, this iron-like hand grabbed the ankle of one of them so hard that even the trousers were torn. .

The black-eyed boy, who was already on the verge of death, flicked his back, jumped up, and rushed towards an opponent. The boy who was shouting and laughing just now became terrified and inexplicable in an instant, and jumped away involuntarily. But they made the grave mistake of untying their trousers, which fell to their knees. The black-eyed boy ran into an opponent's arms, snatched his wooden knife with his hands, swung the knife horizontally in a circle, and knocked the boys away with great precision and power. If it weren't for the armor of the forbidden army on the boys, Lu Guichen would definitely break the opponent's ribs with that blow.

Only one person was not hit, he was stunned for a moment, jumped up from behind and swung his knife down.

The black-eyed boy suddenly threw away the wooden knife, and he also jumped up, shooting into the air like an arrow, shouldering the enemy behind him.

"Wrestling?" Lu Guichen opened his mouth in shock.

The unarmed combat that the barbarians on the grassland are best at is wrestling. Lu Guichen has seen countless good men who can even wring an angry bull to the ground since he was a child, but he has never imagined such a posture. The black-eyed boy crashed into the opponent's arms the moment he rose into the air. He grabbed the opponent's forearm, and with the momentum of the rush, he turned halfway in the air, and smashed the opponent's arm to the ground. The opponent has no choice but to follow him, otherwise the arm will be twisted in two. This is a trick that can only be practiced in beatings, and no samurai will teach students like this. When he landed, his elbows hit his opponent's chest together. The weight of the whole person was pressed from his forearm to the opponent's body, and with a wail of pain, the opponent's boy burst into tears, foaming at his mouth.

The boy slapped him mercilessly on the face: "Lei Yunzhengke, do you know you are crying? You are not dead yet!"

Full of spirit and ruthlessness. As if he was not injured at all, he slapped Lei Yunzhengke fiercely on the face again, then turned his head and looked around coldly. The teenagers seemed to be frozen by his gaze for a moment, and then turned around and wanted to escape together.

"Ghost crying and wolf howling! I won't hit you today!" The boy stepped on Lei Yunzhengke's face, "I hit him because he stepped on my face!"

"Yuyin!" He pointed at the young man holding a wooden knife in the dark again, "If you have the guts to fight with me, come by yourself! Don't bring these useless trash next time! I will accompany you whenever you come Play, one-on-one, you want to fight me, it's still far away! Coward without courage!"

The boy in the darkness trembled, as if he couldn't help but want to pounce on him. But the boy shortly picked up the wooden knife that Lei Yunzhengke dropped, and the two confronted each other coldly for a moment. The dark boy snorted darkly in his nose: "You have no status to be my opponent, and you have a chance to go to the battlefield , it will not be too late for me to kill you!"

He left first, and the remaining teenagers followed him closely, not daring to fall behind. The two seriously injured teenagers staggered while leaning on the wall and followed, as if they dared not be left alone next to this evil star. The black-eyed boy didn't stop them, he looked at their backs and stood as straight as a gun. It wasn't until the teenagers turned a corner at the end of the narrow alley and disappeared completely that he trembled suddenly and sat down slowly. He curled up there and pinched his shins fiercely with both hands, gasping for cold air with his mouth wide open, but he didn't make a sound. Lu Guichen stood there staring blankly, not knowing what to do.

The boy sat for a while, then stood up with difficulty on his hands, without looking at Lu Guichen, he dragged away. Lu Guichen looked at his back, and suddenly his heart moved, and he couldn't help following two steps.

The boy turned around abruptly, staring at Lu Guichen with fierce and vigilant eyes.

"What are you doing?" There was no emotion in the boy's voice.

Lu Guichen shook his head in a daze, he felt the indifference of the other party.

"Don't run out at night in the future. Everyone in the Imperial Army fights. Sometimes there are dozens or hundreds of people. If you don't know how to fight, don't join in the fun." The boy lowered his voice, his tone seemed to be scolding a child.

He turned around and limped away, Lu Guichen stood there for a while

"What's the matter?" The boy didn't turn around this time.

"Are you okay?" Lu Guichen hesitated, "I...my name is Lu Guichen, Lu Guichen Asule, you can call me Asule."

The boy on the opposite side seemed not expecting Lu Guichen to say such a sentence, he half turned his head, and was silent for a while: "My name is Ji Ye... the wild of the wilderness."

"I know," Lu Guichen nodded vigorously, "You are the warrior who defeated Balu Bazaar and the others."

Jimo didn't know what to say, so he gave him a strange look, and walked away shuffling.