Anti-traversal: Finding the Little Brother, the Silly Fulang

"Ha!" In the distance, I saw neatly lined up soldiers practicing marksmanship. Thousands of people held long//spears in unison, stabbing forward, retracting, stabbing forward, retracting again, monotonous movements , but because of the uniform movements, it looks magnificent.

At this time, it was snowing heavily in the sky, but the soldiers were bare-chested, showing their strong muscles, and they were sweating from gun practice. The sweat rolled on their honey-colored skin, looking tough and masculine. If here There are little girls and little brothers, and they will definitely attract all of their hearts.

This is a powerful army. It is no longer the soft-skinned soft-legged shrimp that Xitu said, but a sharp sword that is about to be unsheathed.But the leader who led them to practice guns was just a resolute young man.

But seeing the young man also bare to the upper body, every time he waved the red-tasseled long//gun in his hand, he brought the momentum of a tiger down the mountain, affecting the soldiers who practiced with him, and became more passionate and rich strength.

This young man was none other than Mo Qifeng who had been stationed in the frontier for three full years.In the past three years, he has been on the battlefield countless times, always charging at the forefront, not afraid of death, hardship, or bloodshed, and his bravery quickly made him stand out in the army. There were ten thousand soldiers, but even so, almost no one knew that he was the eldest son of Generalissimo Mo Jichen, and they only thought that he was a poor boy who fought bloody for himself and the country.

The young Mo Qifeng still had some youthful innocence on his face, but he was already faintly mature. Under the baptism of blood and battlefields, he slowly grew into a man with the broadest shoulders and the most reliable.

This kind of growth is proud, but it is also a painful process. Mo Qifeng still clearly remembers the first time he came to the frontier and saw the villages looted by Xitu. traces, old and weak women and children lying naked on the ground moaning, children with blood on their faces sitting on the ground crying loudly, calling their "father and mother" who had died tragically... everything seems to be So cruel, so sad, but also most able to arouse people's blood.

Three years have passed, and the Xitu soldiers, who were once considered invincible by many people in the Feng Dynasty, are no longer an unattainable myth.The Fengchao army, under the leadership of Mo Jichen, has taken back the eight occupied cities from Xitu, as well as the two most important passes. The shame of being robbed of the country, and directly attacked the hinterland of Xitu, drove Xitu back to the bitter cold desert, and dared not attack again.

However, at present, the war has entered a stalemate for the time being. One is that the cold winter is coming, and it is unable to continue. The other is that both sides are exhausted and need to recuperate. Therefore, although there are occasional small-scale wars, large-scale wars will not happen for a while. happened, the armies of both sides are temporarily in a state of quiet balance, and the generals can enjoy a moment of peace.

Of course, the soldiers under Mo Qifeng were not so lucky. When there was no fighting, he not only did not let the soldiers rest, but instead practiced more rigorously. Every day, he led [-] soldiers to run long distances with heavy loads, practice guns, fight, and drill. Formation, there is no day off, just because he wants his soldiers to become fearsome peak soldiers!His soldiers will never retreat; his soldiers will drink blood when they draw out their sheaths!

On this day, today's drill was over, Mo Qifeng rarely showed a few smiles, let the soldiers rest for half a day, they could light a bonfire together, drink strong wine, eat large pieces of meat, sing military songs, and relax.

As for why Mo Qifeng, the evil god, suddenly showed mercy, it was because today was Lin Lang's birthday, and he also needed a little private time to miss Lin Lang who was far away in Fengjing.

When the soldiers were reveling around the bonfire, Mo Qifeng sat quietly by himself, holding the little jade pendant snatched from Lin Lang three years ago in his hand, thinking about Lin Lang seriously.

"Hey! Boss, what are you thinking about!" I saw a soldier ruffian rushing over suddenly while taking advantage of his alcohol, snatching the jade pendant from Mo Qifeng's hand, and said with a laugh, "Is it possible that the boss is thinking of his hometown for such an exquisite jade pendant?" little lover?"

"Let me see...Lang...Lin...Lin Lang?" The soldier ruffian was about to continue teasing Mo Qifeng when he felt someone pinch his waist, and when he turned his head, he saw Mo Qifeng standing When he got up, the expression on his face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were also darkened, a little creepy.

"Heh...hehe...Don't be angry, boss, I'll give it back to you, hehe, hehe..." While returning the little jade pendant to Mo Qifeng, the soldier grinned foolishly and kept backing away. Mo Qifeng didn't make a fuss, and ran away quickly, making the others burst into laughter.

Seeing that people ran away, Mo Qifeng didn't care anymore, but wiped the jade pendant with his clothes, sat back in the original place, and continued to recall the bits and pieces about Lin Lang in his mind, for fear that the time would be too long, and the memory would fade Fuzzy, so he would turn out these good memories from time to time, think again from the beginning to the end, to deepen the impression once, and not let any details fade.

"Lang Lang... are you okay? It's been three years, have you forgotten me..." Mo Qifeng is as conceited as Mo Qifeng, and at this moment it is inevitable that he is a little unconfident. He is afraid that Lin Lang will forget him, and he is even more afraid of waiting for him to go back. There are already other brothers Li, Song, and Chen...just because he knows that Lin Lang is different from him, Lin Lang is born with a bad brain, and it is impossible to remember him forever.

"If you dare to forget me, when I marry you home, I will definitely spank your ass." Holding the jade pendant in his hand resentfully, Mo Qifeng said to himself fiercely.

At the same time, Lin Lang, who was celebrating his birthday at home, was full of unhappiness, because he looked around and still didn't see Mo Qifeng, who used to accompany him to celebrate his birthday every year, so he couldn't help pouting and puffing his cheeks , sat there sulking.

"Lang Lang, what's the matter? Doesn't seem happy?" Brother Lin always loved this little brother Yaodi the most, he couldn't help but patted Lin Lang's head, and asked softly.

Shaking his head, Lin Lang's eyes were slightly red, and he raised his eyes and asked, "This year's birthday, why... brother Mo, didn't come again?"

"Have you forgotten Langlang? Your brother Mo is still beating the bad guys in the frontier, and he will come back only after the bad guys are driven away."

"But... it's the third one, it's the birthday... Brother Mo, don't you remember, Langlang?" At this point, Lin Lang's nose was sour, and tears dripped from his eyes, sad Said, "Brother Mo, say... Come to think of it, marry me... Didn't he marry me because I was stupid and he didn't want to come back?"

"What nonsense! Who did you listen to?" Brother Lin knew that Lin Lang couldn't say such a thing by himself, so he couldn't help asking angrily.

"Everyone in the school said that! Say I'm stupid, not good enough, brother Mo." The more Lin Lang said, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the ridicule of those girls and buddies of the same age appeared again in his ears, even though he had many things. I don't understand, but I can clearly feel the malice those people have towards him.

Stupid...Maybe, others learn embroidery, painting, and writing very quickly, but he can't even speak slowly, and he can't speak well...That's why they say he is not good enough for Brother Mo...

"Langlang, don't believe what they say. They are just jealous of you, so they say this on purpose. In the hearts of your parents and brothers, you are the best and irreplaceable."

"Then... where's Brother Mo?"

"Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"Huh? How... how do you ask?"

"Didn't Langlang just learn how to embroider flowers, draw pictures, and write? Embroider him a purse, put the questions you want to ask him in it, and then wait for his reply to tell you the answer himself."

"Can you...?" Lin Lang's eyes lit up, and finally he was no longer so sad. His pupils suddenly became black and bright, and Brother Lin's heart softened when he saw it. He smiled and nodded, "Of course, the purse is ready. , The letter is finished, and the eldest brother will send someone to help you deliver it."

"Ok!"

So, more than a month later, Mo Qifeng, who was far away in the frontier, received the first letter from Lin Lang's family. The letter was packed in a blue purse with a chubby fish(?) embroidered on it. The purse has been identified for a long time, guessing that the somewhat weird pattern should be a fish...

Looking at the ugly embroidery, Mo Qifeng laughed inexplicably, and a picture unconsciously appeared in his mind, that is, Lin Lang blinked his eyes and pouted his mouth slightly, facing the candle, clumsily but very seriously holding Needlework, embroidered this purse for him, although it is really difficult to recognize what is embroidered, but his heart is still warm, just because this is the purse embroidered for him by Lin Lang himself, he should keep it carefully, and wait for it When you get old in the future, you can still take it out to enjoy and play with.

"Langlang..." He took out the letter from his purse sweetly in his heart, Mo Qifeng opened the paper, couldn't help it anymore, and burst out laughing.

I saw that the words on the paper were all very large, and there were a few words that Lin Lang might not be able to write, so he replaced them with childlike paintings. Fortunately, Mo Qifeng knew Lin Lang very well and knew what Lin Lang wanted to express.

After Mo Qifeng understood the letter, he translated it, and finally figured out the main idea: Brother Mo, some people joked that Lang Lang was stupid, saying that Lang Lang was not good enough for Brother Mo, do you think so, Brother Mo?Brother Mo, when will you come back to marry me?Langlang is still waiting for you!

Smiling and laughing, when Mo Qifeng sorted out the contents of the letter, he couldn't laugh any more in an instant, because Lin Lang was bullied and laughed at in places he didn't know, but his future husband was not in Lin Lang. By his side, protecting Lin Lang, this made him feel very frustrated.

"Langlang, I'm sorry...Wait a little longer, when I drive away the bad guys and return to Fengjing, I'll marry you right away. Let those who make jokes be jealous! Remember, I, Mo Qifeng, are not you in this life. Don't marry. My little Langlang, Brother Mo misses you so much, and wants to hold you in his arms."

Mo Qifeng's reply to the letter was very explicit, but his words were very simple, so Lin Lang could understand it by himself. Fortunately, he didn't ask Brother Lin to read the letter for him, otherwise Brother Lin would have read these blunt words of affection, and he would not have read them. He was so angry that he rushed to the border to beat people.

Lin Lang was originally a person with a pure and simple mind. Mo Qifeng told him how he missed him in such straightforward words, but he was completely relieved. He no longer cared about the ridicule and sarcasm of those people in the school, and only believed What Qifeng said in the letter, An Anxin continued to wait for Mo Qifeng to come back, and studied embroidery, painting, and writing more seriously. He thought, since he is stupid than others, he should spend more time and energy on practicing diligently. Slowly remember and learn!

Brother Mo is so good, he has to work hard to become better! O(∩_∩)O~

Another month later, spring came, and the frontier glaciers slowly melted. After a winter, Xitu's food reserves were exhausted long ago. When it was even more scarce, hunger made them even more fierce. After a winter of silence Finally, he couldn't help stretching out his claws and baring his fangs towards the rich Feng Chao again. Like a hungry ghost rushing towards food, he rushed towards the garrisoned army, about to break through the city gate and enter the city to grab supplies and food.

This was an extremely tragic battle, because Xitu was already on the verge of death, and for that one bite of food, he would die. He rushed forward desperately, and the soldiers of the Feng Dynasty also resisted desperately. The two tigers, for the sake of survival and dignity, roared and rushed towards each other, intending to bite off a piece of flesh from each other and kill each other!

A large-scale war broke out again, and this time, the casualties on both sides were extremely heavy. Mo Qifeng led his Qifeng team to firmly guard the city gate. He took the lead and chased after the remnants of the defeated generals, and drove the Xitu soldiers to a full three miles away. Then he took off the head of the general who led the army to attack the city, and captured the remnants of the soldiers.

When Mo Qifeng came back on horseback, he was holding a long//spear tightly in one hand, on which was hung the flag of the Feng Dynasty, and the other hand was holding the head of the enemy general, and the sun shone on him covered with blood. On his face, there was a cavalry and a soldier, as if the god of war descended to earth.

The whole scene was quiet for a cup of tea. When Mo Jichen received the news and came to the city gate, he looked down at his son under the gate, suddenly raised his hand, and said loudly: "Those who offend my Feng Dynasty land, although You must be punished! Long live the Feng Dynasty!"

"Long live the Phoenix Dynasty!"

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A wave of shouts spread instantly, and all the soldiers looked at the brave and fearless young soldiers under the city gate with reverence, and their hearts were filled with enthusiasm that had never been felt before. At this moment, they suddenly understood that Xitu soldiers It's also that people are not gods, they can also kill Xitu's soldiers to retreat, they can also cut off the head of Xitu's murderous general, and use it to commemorate the innocent people who died and the soldiers who died for the country.

A happy victory is the best secret weapon to motivate the army.But with faith and morale, the Fengchao army will be invincible.

Also affected by the emotions of the soldiers, Mo Qifeng raised his lips slightly, raised the Fengchao military flag high, and shouted loudly: "Long live the Fengchao!"