Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - Hearing about wolf sons in the daytime to increase credit, and meeting clan members at night to hide their secrets

It is the night song insects are silent, the moon shakes and the shadow shakes.

Under the branches of the banyan tree, there is a whirring sound, only an unusual flow pierces the night waves.

Zong Zhengxi put down the scroll in his hand, and raised his eyes to see the moonlight on the plaster floor in front of him. The narrow room was quiet, with occasional wind sounds leaking from the cracks in the windows.

Silence for half an hour.

Zongzheng Xi remained still until a slow knock on the door came: "Deng Deng."

"Enter."

A man stepped into the door of Yan Min's short brown face he was familiar with, his face was indifferent and white under the cold light of the moon.

Fu Chen walked in front of him and put the hemp paper in his hand on the side of the table. The top ones were torn in two and stacked obliquely on top of it.

Zong Zhengxi glanced at the hemp paper, then his eyes fell on the young man's face.

Fu Chen said: "The craftsman I'm looking for is not willing to do it, he must go to the person who drew it in person before he will compromise."

Zongzheng Xi was silent for a moment, then said: "What else?"

Fu Chen said: "The craftsman reminded us today that the people in the border towns are familiar with military affairs. It is inevitable that some craftsmen will see this method and spread it to the Yan army. If the Yan army knows it, it will not be worth the loss."

"How do you know that the craftsman you're looking for won't take this to ask the army for a reward?"

"Should not."

“How come you see?”

"I told him that I was a soldier in red armor, and I was ordered by my superiors to cast weapons in private," Fu Chen paid attention to his expression, and said calmly, "And his words are full of disgust for war, and he doesn't seem to be nosy people."

"……anything else?"

"I thought, since there is a hidden worry about leakage, it's better to just focus on this family... The craftsman is a well-known skilled craftsman in the city, so there shouldn't be any problem in terms of craftsmanship." Fu Chen said with downcast eyes.

Zong Zhengxi didn't speak, he just waited for him.

"Don't be in a hurry," the man finally said, his black eyelashes thickly lined, "The equipment is not the main thing for now, so let's put it aside for now."

Fu Chen raised the corner of his right lip slightly, and said, "Okay."

Zong Zhengxi noticed that the young man who was standing turned his gaze to the side window, and from his angle of view, he could just see a horizontal red mark on his left cheek.

He lost his voice.

The young man didn't move, and he wouldn't speak again.

In this lonely room, only the silence he is familiar with lasts forever, all the noises are quietly hidden in the corners that are hard to see, where the words are endless, and the place where the heart vibrates.

Zong Zhengxi closed his eyes, but this time, there were thousands of voices calling him to open them.

"I'll think about it again," the man's voice was still low and clean, "I'll tell you about He Xuhong."

Fu Chen turned his gaze back to Zong Zhengxi, and said in surprise, "I don't mind that either."

The man is silent.

Fu Chen looked at him fixedly, and said hesitantly: "In the end... His Highness saved my life that day at the foot of the Meng Mountain Cliff."

"It turns out that you are nothing more than this to your benefactor Ni Congwen."

Fu Chen only felt that Zong Zhengxi's words had a hint of cold banter, and mentioned Ni Congwen again in front of him. I don't know if it was to ridicule him, or for something else.

As the dew deepened, the chirping of birds in the branches outside the door disappeared, and it was the first time he felt so deeply tired after running around all day. He was too tired to think or answer, but he had no place Enough to really take a break.

Whenever you open your eyes, it is the burden of the past, and whenever you close your eyes, it is the recurrence of sins.

"You really believe me?"

Throwing out a straightforward question, Fu Chen clenched his fists.

"My answer is important?" Zong Zhengxi also asked.

"Very important."

Zong Zhengxi paused for a long time before saying: "Before you ask this question, you still don't fully believe it."

"Heh," Fu Chen gave a chuckle as if releasing his strength, then lowered his eyes and sighed, "I'm being hypocritical..."

"If you always want to play the role of a manly hero, you are hypocritical," Zongzheng Xi said, "You are no different from the obedient person in Ni Congwen's eyes."

Fu Chen didn't know how his mind was drifting, so he understood the meaning of these words at once, and said with a slight smile: "So I, who was saved by His Highness, don't have to pretend to be flattering anymore?"

Zong Zhengxi ignored his smile, and still said indifferently: "No one likes people who pretend to be pretentious, and neither do I."

Fu Chen puffed up his chest and took a deep breath, then sighed slowly, swallowing the fleeting astringency just now, and said in a hoarse voice: "I only regret that until he died, I was never really honest, I just cared about the truth. I shrank myself in the shell, unable to advance or retreat."

"He's not a fool, and he's been aware of the wavering in your words and deeds," Zong Zhengxi said, "Perhaps it's because he's also such a person that he shows some favor and protection to you."

"No wonder..." Fu Chen knelt down slowly, raised his hand to wipe his face, and said, "Don't let this picture you bother to make... It's a big deal, I'll go find that old craftsman again Threat him to try, anyway, I have already said that I am a soldier in the Yan army, if he wants to complain and blame, just let him go."

"No need," Zongzheng Xi said, "not to mention whether your method is effective or not, since you told him that you are in the army, how could he not guess that you would come up with a bad plan when you are in a hurry? It has already moved to the original location."

"Then he still wants me to find the person who made the map?" Fu Chen raised his head and asked back.

"It's mostly prevarication. He must also know that force is no match for you."

Fu Chen turned his head and looked at the rocky ground, with mixed feelings in his heart, he said in a cang voice, "...Is that so? Then he said so much, just to test me?...I don't believe it."

Zongzheng Xi said calmly: "If you don't believe me, just go and have a look."

At nightfall, Fu Chen's mind was confused for some reason. He looked at Zong Zhengxi. He knew that it was difficult for him to read this person's emotions. He was different from him. The ruthless plainness of the past year is like walking alone in the wolf's lair and sharing the roasted meat, but there is still a constant step forward.He's different, he doesn't know what's the difference, maybe it's that in the many years that have been bifurcated, he can see more clearly than him, he is more sober than him?

"Okay." Fu Chen agreed.

His expression was quiet and his eyes were slightly tired, but he didn't see some kind of stubbornness that he might have expected, as if he was not going to meet the blacksmith, but it happened to be him, him in another place.Zong Zhengxi narrowed his eyes slightly, closed the scroll on the table, and turned his chair to the door.

The figure of the young man disappeared so quickly that the night wind could no longer be heard clearly in the courtyard.

The man's eye sockets are sunken, and the brow bone is slightly protruding, only his eyes are dark and deep, naturally filled with a pool of black water.Xuanyi with a stand-up collar wraps around the neck, bathing together in the pitch-black night.

The blackness of the night is boundless, and the whiteness of the night comes unexpectedly.

After a long time, Chai Feikou saw the man again, wrapped in wind and dew.

The moment Fu Chen stepped into the gate, he raised his eyes and saw the man at the door. A strange and strange illusion suddenly appeared in his heart, and he suddenly flew to many years ago, when he slipped into the wild and ran around in the early morning and evening Sa Huan'er, when she came back, she saw her mother holding a washbasin after washing, and waited for him to take the initiative to explain. The tacit understanding between the two of them, the intimacy that seems to be disciplined and playful, cannot be ignored. open love.

Fu Chen was stunned for a moment, then walked forward in a daze, the man waited for him to speak first.

His hair was hanging down, and there was still a cold mist, Fu Chen stared at his eyes, and said: "You can always understand these worldly situations... I can't..."

"Do you think it's difficult," Zongzheng Xi said, "or do you still think that the world is as good as you imagined it to be?"

"No," Fu Chen stood up, "No."

Zong Zhengxi saw the young man bowed his head, and seemed to be hesitating.

Fu Chen said slowly: "Could it be... that I have to treat everyone as... just like them?"

"Do you have the ability to distinguish?" The deep and deep voice raised slightly.

Fu Chen said: "...No."

"It's not because of choking," Zongzheng Xi said, "Since you can't do it with ease from the very beginning, it's better to use the worst evil thoughts to make a fool of others, so that your dreams will come to naught in the future, and you will be left alone." Feel sad."

Fu Chen was standing on the steps facing Zong Zhengxi, which happened to be at the same level as the angle of view.

"Didn't you practice martial arts with a sandbag on your body before? You should understand this truth better."

Fu Chen's eyelashes moved, and he lowered his eyebrows and said dumbly: "What about you... I also treat you like this?"

"Not bad." The man's voice was steady and firm.

"But I don't believe that you have always looked at others like this." Fu Chen stubbornly raised his eyes and said, "Then why should I tell you so much now?"

Zong Zhengxi ignored him and said, "There is only one thing that can eliminate this misjudgment."

The man paused, and Fu Chen continued in a daze: "Time?"

"That's right," Zongzheng Xi said, "but can you afford the time?"

Fang Fang hit his pain point with these words, Fu Chen was silent for a long time, unable to refute with words for a moment, said: "I might as well not have—"

In the middle of Fu Chen's speech, the cold morning wind at dawn blew into his leader, and he suddenly felt something was wrong. The man's words always had a direction, and he didn't know where it was going to lead him.

"You... Do you have something to say to me?" Fu Chen's eyelashes flickered a few times, staring at the man's deep eyes that were delusional and unclear, hesitantly said, "You might as well speak up."

"No."

The tone was still flat and lacking emotion, he was familiar yet unfamiliar, hearing him speak like this, Fu Chen always felt inexplicably depressed.

"Really do not have?"

Fu Chen blurted out, but the question was so stupid that he regretted it as soon as he uttered it.

"No."

The man repeated it again, which made him feel a little surprised.

Fu Chen took a deep breath, turned his back, and said, "Since you're not in a hurry for weapons now, where are you going to start?"

"Military system, formation."

Zong Zhengxi looked at his back indifferently, and said: "You are in Hu Jun, naturally you will stand out sometimes."

"Oh," Fu Chen snorted lightly, "You don't need to tell me."

He didn't take the step to leave, maybe it was because of the fatigue that he hadn't rested for a day and a night that finally exhausted some of his remaining strength. He looked up at the dawn of the sky, and saw the distance from the branch of the banyan tree, which seemed to be hanging in the distance. The thick snow-capped mountains among the branches can't help but sigh that the weak branches seem to have the power of a thousand pounds, enough to pry the majestic giants.

He is used to the silence when he gets along with him. Whether it was forced to live with him in the months after he fell off the cliff that day, or he met again in a different place now, each with his own embarrassment and secret, he did not take the initiative Don't ask, because he has already seen his internal and external woes, so he doesn't need to ask how he survived adversity and strategized, so as to set off his down-and-out, as a man, even if he can see everything, He still couldn't help but keep the last veil in order to maintain the remaining pitiful dignity.

There is also a layer of secret connection. The two of them already knew each other silently. His shame about the past, his retention and longing for one person, in this world, in his world, also existed. Only this person will become the object that can be understood. Two hard black stones that seem to meet by chance and have nothing to do with each other are actually stained with the same color for a red flower in the middle. Or the world is ridiculous.

Fu Chen turned his head, the man rarely had the opportunity to speak up, and he was only allowed to play a noisy role, and said: "I heard that many old soldiers in the Red Armor Army have been replaced."

"Will this relieve you a lot of burden?"

Zong Zhengxi lowered his eyes, sharpened the line of his nose, and said sternly, "I don't have any burden, so let's just let you have nothing in the future."

Fu Chen squinted at him with a tired spirit, and no longer wanted to say anything.

Zong Zhengxi was the first to speak, "You went to see He Xuyi."

Feeling drowsy, Fu Chen was stunned in the same place, staring at each other for a long time, he just now recognized from the flat tone that he was asking him: "...not yet."

Zong Zhengxi raised his gaze, stretched out his hand, turned the wheelchair and slowly descended the steps.Next to the small steps on the third and fourth floors is a temporary ramp made of cement piles. Several potholes on it are making the inferior wheelchair creak, and the bitter strings are sung in the morning birdsong.

Fu Chen kept looking at him, and Zong Zhengxi didn't look down. The inexplicable emotion made Fu Chen frowned, but he didn't change his gaze, as if he was still immersed in sleepiness and exhaustion from the turmoil.

Zong Zhengxi turned the chair to his side, and said with flat lips, "I'll go find him, you don't have to go."

The man then walked outside the court, Fu Chen lost his mind for a moment, as if he had just woken up, and followed quickly.

Zong Zhengxi was walking in a wheelchair, not very fast, Fu Chen silently followed him a few steps away, he looked at his back, not too far away.

The plain area at the foot of Hudi Snow Mountain is concentrated in the place where King Lejin is located. Asakusa is barren, with the main palace as the center, radiating to the gathering place of various ethnic groups, all of which are iron-walled and copper houses, hard and stable.

"Chasa is here."

After hearing the notification, He Xuyi got up in the palace room to greet him, and glanced at the people behind him by the way, his face remained unchanged, and continued to bring him into the meeting hall.

He turned his head and gave Huxun a wink, and Hexuan retreated towards the door according to his intention. She caught sight of the following young man, and when she walked to Fu Chen's side, she glanced sideways at him and said in a low voice: " I have told the truth."

Fu Chen didn't answer, his eyes drooped slightly in front of him.Huxun left as usual and closed the door before leaving.

Sitting across from Zong Zhengxi, He Xuyi spoke first, "Ah Jun told me just now that the incident with the weapons yesterday didn't seem to go well. I wonder if Chasa already knew about it?"

"I know," Zongzheng Xi said, "I thought that since the people of Yan were prepared to take precautions, there was no need to rush at this moment. If the news leaked out, it would easily damage the plan. After all, the officials of the Yan Dynasty were only If Hu Qiang, who is lazy in planning now, exposes nearly half of the Hu tribe to Yan, then it will be a battle in which neither side has an advantage. I didn't think about it before."

He Xuyou raised his eyebrows: "Could it be possible that the attitude of the Yan people will improve after repeated delays? Chasa's modification skills for weapons are indeed reasonable, and he can't just give up because of this. It's inevitable. Too rash."

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I think it might be a helpful thing," Zong Zhengxi replied, "After all, weapons are for auxiliary purposes. What really matters in a battle on the battlefield is the organization and formation of all soldiers. If the coordination is good , must have a miraculous effect. Hu Bing's great advantage lies in this, they are extremely familiar with each other, so they can divide several micro-arrays to cooperate with each other."

He Xuyi was concentrating on it, and inadvertently glanced at the tall figure standing silently behind him, and said: "Then what about the matter of weapons? What's Chasa's idea?"

"Since the Hulan tribe is going to take the lead in chaos, there must be an opportunity to find opportunities in the chaos. It is not difficult to find a few craftsmen in Yancheng, and there is no need to make a fuss," the man's eyes fixed. Looking fixedly at He Xuyu, the waveless snow-capped mountains melted into the coldness, "The wolf lord can't be impatient and miss things during this critical period."

The sudden deep voice also made He Xu calm down, the beard on his lips jumped, and said: "What Chasa said is true."

Zongzheng Xi said: "The five-person unit that the soldiers of the Hu nationality originally practiced is too detailed, so it should be changed."

"How to change it?"

"Expand the sub-row group and change it to a ten-person queue." Zongzheng Xi said.

Fu Chen's eyes slid upwards to the back of the man.

"Why is that?" Huxun asked suspiciously.

Zongzheng Xi said: "The Hu cavalry are different from the Yan soldiers. The Hu people are all tall and strong, and they are good at fighting alone. They are good for long-distance raids and outflanking, and large-scale hard battles in the desert. However, there is a lack of coordination and discipline between formations and groups. If the number of teams is too small, it will be tied up, which is not conducive to fighting against each other."

While He Xuhong was thinking, Fu Chen, who had been silent behind him, suddenly interrupted, "I don't think it's appropriate."

"How to say?" He Xuyi looked at the young man behind him.

"I think the number of people in the smallest group should not be expanded, but should be reduced." Fu Chen glanced at the man who was sitting still, and looked directly at He Xuyu, and said, "The current combat method of the Yan Army's cavalry is also based on the formation of a unit of soldiers." Fight in a small team, but the Yan army is in a group of three, and the emphasis is on being able to cooperate with the same army in battle, and the emphasis is on defense rather than offense. Hu people are brave and good at taking the initiative, so at this time, on the one hand, they must be given freedom On the other hand, it must be properly restricted by the same team, so as not to be injured inadvertently during the battle."

Zongzheng Xi said: "From a strategic point of view, Yan's army will surely be a large-scale team battle by virtue of the advantage of the number of people who have slightly won after recruiting troops. It will be suppressed by the opponent's organizational advantages. The expansion I am talking about is to a certain extent to untie the hands and feet of a single horseman and not be suppressed by the fixed rules of battle."

Fu Chen refused to give in: "What you said is correct, it's just because of this that the number of units has to be further reduced. Once it is further expanded, how can they remember where the other comrades are during the fight? This has become a split soldier. their attention."

He Xuyi took the opportunity to say: "Actually, our clansmen are already familiar with each other, no matter how big or small it is, it will not hinder the mutual cooperation among clansmen."

Zongzheng Xi said: "War is not equal to hunting. Military warfare requires discipline and organization. It is a good thing for soldiers to get acquainted with each other. If you are distracted by this during emergencies of war, or even have emotional impulses, you will end up blindly joining forces." Take your own life."

Hu Xuyi nodded, and two words slowly overflowed from the corners of his tightly pursed lips: "...not bad."

Zong Zhengxi continued: "In the future, we can practice this to see the effect."

He Xuyi agreed, and then talked about the progress of the practice, Fu Chen heard each other in silence, and did not have time to intervene.

"Chasa is still having dinner here this afternoon like Xiangqian?" He Xuhong asked.

"No need," Zongzheng Xi said, "I already used the dining room when I got up this morning, and I don't have any appetite at the moment. Thank you, Lord Wolf, for your kindness."

He Xuyi didn't force it, and said, "Since that's the case, Chasa can do whatever he wants."

Zong Zhengxi nodded, and turned his chair towards the outer door.

Seeing the man's actions like this, Fu Chen also bowed his hands and wanted to say goodbye, only to hear He Xuhong call out: "Jia Sheng, please stay here, I have something to say."

Fu Chen glanced sideways at the door where Zong Zhengxi left, then turned around and said, "Yes."

He Xuyi got straight to the point and said: "I think you also know why Ah Jun went to the country of Yan with you yesterday."

Fu Chen just looked at him and didn't speak.

He Xuyi thought he was dissatisfied, and said: "Although you came here sincerely, if you want to stay here for a long time in the future, you must gradually understand how your character is."

Fu Chen frowned slightly, and said: "It's not here for a long time, when the war with Yan is over, Jia Sheng will leave on his own, no need to take care of him."

"I know what you mean," He Xuyi said with a wide face and his lips still unmoved, "but as long as you are here for one day, don't make trouble for no reason. If you have a conflict with my clan, help your relatives." , Sometimes it may not be clear. You have been here for a long time, and you have naturally known that we have a long-standing enmity with the Yan Kingdom. There is a natural repulsion, most of the clansmen are upright, if you are difficult to get along with, I am afraid that you will not be able to wait until the time to attack Yan."

Fu Chen said: "I don't intend to provoke trouble, but I also don't accept unreasonable provocations from others."

Hu Xun said: "Many people have explained to me the disputes in the past few days, but different people have different opinions. I still want to hear your explanation?"

Fu Chen said: "I just said that I don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean that I can let others bully me. I only did what I should do, and there is nothing else to say."

He Xuyi leaned back, and when he heard the young man's succinct and frank words, his expression changed slightly, and he said, "Okay, I will ask other people about this matter later, since it has subsided a little now, don't worry about it anymore , we Hu Qiang do not have the etiquette of your Yan people, if you want to stay here, you should get used to it as soon as possible."

Fu Chen responded, "Understood."

He Xuyi looked at the young man, opened his mouth to say something, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Then you go back first."

Fu Chen stepped back in response, walking a little hurriedly.

Walking outside the hall, there was no sign of people in the stone-paved courtyard. He stepped out of the gate and turned back to the alley according to the way he came.The dirt and ash on the alley made two wheel tracks, following the ruts, he returned to the door of the masonry house, the familiar chaimen at the end of the alley was still half closed when he walked, Fu Chen knocked twice hesitantly, Sure enough, there was no response, and he turned around and lowered his head to stare at the blurred wheel tracks on the ground, and walked out of the alley.

As soon as they entered the shallow grassland outside the city, the ruts disappeared.The vast pastures lead directly to the foot of Gruzod's outer mountains. The weather is getting colder and the grass is turning yellow. Sometimes a group of barbarians rush past on horses, and laughter and shouts are scattered in the cold air.Even if you can see the openness of the border at a glance, there are obstacles hidden in it, and it is difficult for even one person to find it.

Fu Chen stopped walking, no longer looking for the depths of the pasture, but walked straight to the deep forest to the west.

The last time I was here was when I was fighting in cages. The wild forest here is located on the border of Hudi, not a hunting place. In addition, the Hu and Qiang people rest here, so there are no traces of people.Maybe he is used to living in mountains and forests, and he likes deep forests more than grasslands.

Before reaching the foot of the mountain, I saw the person I was looking for sitting upright by the forest road on the other side of the grassland by the stream.

The yellow buds are emerald green and a little black.Perhaps because the man is always sitting, he can often recognize it from various situations.

Fu Chen looked down for a while on the spot, swept across the green forest, and then walked over.

"I still have something to do," Fu Chen stopped behind Zong Zhengxi, and said, "I didn't finish talking in the hall just now."

Zong Zhengxi slightly raised his head, his gaze seemed to fall on a tree, and he said, "You go back first."

Fu Chen choked, not knowing why, and said, "Why?"

Zong Zhengxi struggled with his hands, half-spun the wheelchair and came over, turned sideways and glanced at the young man's face, half-closed eyes and blue-white lips, the sun was shining from behind, reflecting the slight depression on the young man's side cheeks.

The man went to the treetop again in a blink of an eye, and said, "I'm thinking about other things, and I don't like to be disturbed by others."

"Then I'll wait." Fu Chen also turned his head, and said, "Anyway, the Hu soldiers have gone to the hunting ground to hunt. I was ordered to go out, and they didn't send me alone."

Zong Zhengxi narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "What do you want to say."

"It's the number of troops that was discussed just now." Fu Chen said.

Zongzheng Xi said: "I just explained the reason."

Fu Chen continued: "The reasons you said are all correct, but I think it is precisely because of those reasons that the number of people should be reduced rather than increased."

"To how many people?"

"Two people."

Zongzheng Xi was concentrating and did not say anything, Fu Chen followed his line of sight and saw the tall plants on one side, the tall and straight red pine branches with thick and horizontal branches, straight into the sky.The young man's mind moved slightly, and he said, "Did you see that black thing?"

Zong Zhengxi's originally slack pupils focused.

"What is that?" Fu Chenfa asked.

"...a baby eagle."

The corner of Fu Chen's left lip was slightly raised, and the emotion disappeared without a trace, and he said in a low voice: "It's rare to meet someone you don't know...that is a crow."

Zong Zhengxi frowned slightly.

"It's just a species unique to bitter cold places, so it looks different from the crows in Yandi," Fu Chen continued, "People in the world may not be able to imagine that wild wolves also have hunting companions, and it is the crows that are called disasters. .”

"Although wolves and crows are not of the same race, they cannot communicate with each other with words, but they can detect each other's signals when they are prey. Therefore, crows often watch out for danger on the branches, and their calls can also be used for hunting under the trees. After the prey is killed by the wolf, share the meat together.”

Zong Zhengxi didn't move his eyes, as if he knew what it meant.

Fu Chen paused for a moment, then his voice lowered, and he said dumbly: "...the crow feeds back, and the wild wolf cares about relatives. People in the world give their meaning at will, isn't it ironic?"

"What people in the world describe is only themselves," Zong Zhengxi replied, "Falsely slandering foreign things is actually reflecting their own nature."

What Fu Chen was about to say just now stopped in an instant, he lowered his head slightly, and only heard the man take the initiative to say: "Everyone in the Hu Qiang tribe can be a wolf, the analogy you think is not valid."

Fu Chen heard the words and continued: "It's not exactly an analogy. The reason why the crow can help the wolf's prey is that it can't directly help, but just pass the signal to it. In terms of strength, the wolf is strong enough to fight against it." If the enemy insists on restricting their actions with a large organization, it will only increase the burden and obstacles, and although the ten people have flexibility, they are each guarding their own, so why bother to go back and forth? Therefore, the cooperation between the two is closer, Not only does it not interfere with the same army, but it can also keep an eye on the opponent's failure to catch the enemy in time."

"It's okay," Zong Zhengxi replied, "I see."

The vague answer made Fu Chen frowned, and he said, "Do you agree with what I said?"

Zong Zhengxi lowered his gaze a little, and said, "You're too nitpicking in this matter, it's not an important matter at all."

"You're impatient." Zong Zhengxi turned to Fu Chen and said.

Fu Chen met his eyes that were as quiet as a deep lake, and the tangles in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he lowered his eyes: "...Yes, impatient."

How eager were the Yan soldiers to hope to make meritorious deeds in the past, and now they are eager to break the Yan among the Hu people.

"The number of troops needs to be combined with the army formation. This is not the red armored light cavalry, and the strategy is different. You are not only here for a day or two, so why do you always act eager to fight? If so, you can follow the Hulan and Yan In the battle between the army, Hexuyi will definitely have to wait for a long time here, not to mention," Zong Zhengxi's eyes flickered, "I talked about the military personnel to Hexuyi today, and it was just a prevarication, you don't know?"

Fu Chen was stunned, and said in astonishment: "...What are you prevaricating for?"

Zong Zhengxi stopped looking at him, and remained silent for a moment. When he spoke again, his voice seemed to freeze suddenly, and he said, "When I was a general, I couldn't allow tired people to appear on the battlefield with weapons. It took a lot of energy to show off." Those who are not, will only lose a complete defeat."

Fu Chen's fingertips hanging by his side trembled, and he suddenly became aware of some unusual thoughts, whether it was nostalgia or retrospect, a few familiar human figures passed through his mind, and then disillusioned.He closed his eyes, and opened them halfway after a long time, with a hoarse voice full of tiredness: "...Thank you, I'm going back."

After all, he left in a hurry, not at all as cautious as when he just approached.

When the noise stopped and everything returned to silence, Zong Zhengxi raised his head, and his eyes once again fell on the black mass on the treetops just now.

He stared for a long time, his right arm moved slightly.

The man raised his hand between his lips, and with a whistling sound, he stared at the mass and began to move, then spread his wings and swooped down.

The man did not hide, stretched his arms forward, and the black-feathered crow landed on his elbow.

He tilted his head to look around, and the black-feathered crow was also looking around, inadvertently looking at the sharp eyebrows of the man in black, and was startled by the human being.

The short beak is hooked, and the two black beads embedded in the eye sockets on it shoot out a piercing and sharp light, which are clearly the eyes of an eagle.

Zong Zhengxi looked at it for a while, lost his eyes, and said:

"...Wolf cub."

The moon is at dusk, and the grass is falling under the indigo night sky.

With a muffled "Boom", the young man put down the knife in his hand and lay on his back on the grassland.

Fu Chen took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and tore off the damp coarse cloth that was covering his eyes.The sky that seemed to change in an instant made him slightly absent-minded, a few eyelashes stuck together, slightly blocking his sight, he raised his hand bluntly, and rubbed his eyes.

The pounding heartbeat gradually subsided, and the original exhaustion was washed away, and the rare tranquility made him let go of all kinds of thoughts.Since entering Hu, he has always used the rhythm of martial arts to escape, but rarely pauses occasionally to forget the chaos in his heart. When he lived alone in the mountains, he was afraid of death, but he always had wild fun and joy in it. Now Sure enough, he was not afraid of death, but he added endless thoughts.

The muscles in his shoulders and neck gradually relaxed, he closed his eyes, and sighed in a hoarse voice: "No rush..."

The thick ground below is the most stable support.

After another long time, the young man sat up, picked up the mozzarella knife on the ground, and his body, which had not slept day and night, was refreshed. He walked away lightly, without slowing down.

A single figure slipped away under the moonlight, and a black dot drew from the plain to the outskirts of the capital.

"Bois, you can't be rigid about this anymore..." A slender-eyed barbarian chattered to the person on the other side, his voice blurred under the night sky.

"Okay, don't talk sweet words here, don't think that I don't know what you guys are telling me to do." The barbarian on the opposite side has a small frame, half his head lower than the speaker just now, and he looks young.

"I push you? How useful is your body on the battlefield? Why should I push you!" the thin-eyed barbarian said anxiously.

The Hu man called Bowa looked disdainful: "Then why do you ask me to do things? Muzhige, you are bullying me when I am young."

"I'm just asking for some random news... Bowa, you are so heartless." Muzhige reached out to grab him.

Bowa broke his hand away: "The wolf lord said, since you Tie Nale went out with Hulan and the others, our capital will be divided into two parts, what are you talking about with me..."

Muzhige narrowed his eyes, looked him up and down for a long time, and said clearly: "Oh...you boy, are you expecting me to give you some benefits?"

Bowa looked at him with raised eyebrows, obviously acquiescing.

"Stinky boy! You learned this from someone! Play with me!" Muzhige scolded softly, "Okay, tell me, what do you want?"

"It's easy to talk about," Bois said with a smile, "I'll give you a little insight, and you can tell me about the situation?"

Muzhige's eyes were vigilant, and he said, "What are you doing here? Are you afraid that I will deceive you?"

"You lied to me and I lied to you," Bouilli replied, "No one can please you, you can't be so stupid..."

Muzhige raised his foot and kicked him on the leg, saying: "Then what are you going to do, just tell me clearly."

"Let me inquire," Bowa patted the ashes on his trousers, and approached, "The wolf master didn't allow us to make friends with you, but now I'm taking the risk... Tell me, is it you guys?" It can be convenient over there, let me..."

The voice of the Hu man's youth became thinner, and Muzhige, who was listening to it, was also surprised, and said: "You think so much, kid? I only knew you were a clever ghost, but I didn't see that you still have these thoughts... ..."

Bowa raised his eyebrows: "Promise or not? Don't forget our friendship..."

"Fuck off!" Muzhige scolded with a smile, "Now it's your turn to talk about friendship... It should be fine, I'll go back and meet with Mu Zangmuke and the others. After all, we Tie Nale are comparable to the Hulan people. Much easier to talk about."

"Then thank you brother." Bowa's eyes were bright, and he stretched out his hand and fisted casually.

Muzhige said: "Then why don't you hurry up and tell me what the wolf master is busy with? It's been a long time watching you hunt all day long!"

Bowa blinked his eyes and said, "I don't know the other details. The wolf master hasn't been out these few days, but I do know that the Yan man who sleeps in the same room with me seems to have been sent to do something yesterday."

"doing what?"

"He didn't come back, how would I know? It looks like he went to Yan country. Anyway, I ran into the princess and went with him that day. When he comes back, I'll ask him?" Bois said.

"Then you really have the courage," Muzhige sneered, and said, "If you ask him, you won't be afraid that he will beat you... It would be better to ask Princess Ji directly..."

"It's all right, I'm sure I can find out," Bois said, "If you don't believe in my ability, don't come to me."

Muzhige took a deep breath and said, "Okay, it's hard to see you once, and it's been a long time..."

"It's getting late now, you should go back, and you'll be dumbfounded when someone sees you later..." Bowa stepped out of the corner of the tent while laughing, and just took two steps when he saw Someone in the dark was also walking towards him.

"Who!" Bowa subconsciously shouted, and then he was stunned for a moment.

Muzhige, who was about to follow him, stopped immediately when he heard the sound, and retreated stiffly to the place covered by the tent just now.

As the person approached, Bowa just recognized the person he mentioned just now, his heart skipped a beat, before he thought about how to speak, he saw the young man's back straightened, brushing past him without looking sideways, His eyes were cold, and he obviously didn't mean to answer his words.

Bowa looked towards the direction where the young man disappeared, thought for a moment, then turned back sideways and turned towards Mu