Master she's getting smaller again (Rebirth)

The terrain of Shangyang Pass is dangerous, it is the pass in the southeast and northwest, and it is the only place for Shengjing to go to the south of the Yangtze River, so it is also a place that military strategists must fight for.

There is a city owner in Shangyangguan, but it is just a decoration. This city has always been presided over by a big faction. Now that Fusu is here, the power is naturally handed over to him.

The study of the city lord's mansion.

"Leave [-] troops to garrison the outside of the city, transfer [-] to the outer city, and the remaining [-] to guard the inner city. Ten people in the army form a team, and the team leader rotates. All the teams share rewards and punishments. Patrol the city wall day and night, and if there is any change, call Zhong warned the police. Send a team of spiders to the outside of the city to monitor the movement of the Shengjing army and report at any time."

"Look for the best craftsmen in the city and fortify the city as quickly as possible. Food and grass are stored in batches and points, and elite soldiers are sent to guard them secretly."

"Call out all the crossbows in the city, set up one on each wall of the main city gate, and stand by at any time. Prepare a barrel of kerosene and fire pockets before each wall."

"Curfew will be enforced from now on, and those who violate it will be killed. The supplies in the city will be dispatched by the heads of the seven factions. It is forbidden to drive up prices and rob the people of food and property. Violators will be killed."

"The well-finding craftsman dug the well and sent soldiers to guard it all day. From now on, if there is no military order, the city gate cannot be opened, and the city gate cannot be entered or exited."

Fusu's orders were issued like flowing water, and the generals in the study came in and out, all with solemn faces.

Flipping through the latest secret letter sent by Shengjing Spider Tan, Fu Su frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Ah Yi, send a team of captain Fengqi to break up and infiltrate the three armies. The wind riders are scattered all over the city, pay attention to any changes."

"By the way, invite Qing Yu and the six heads."

"Yes." Lu Xingxing accepted the order and quickly exited the study.

Just this morning, Lu Ling asked Cangshan's head to come to help and asked Lu Ling to bring a message.

"Recently, my teacher has heard a little bit about it. I specially sent Qingyu, the elders and disciples in the mountain to help. When you triumph, don't forget to come back and play a game with my teacher. Everything is safe in the gate, don't read it."

With Cangshan's leader personally expressing his position, the voices against Fusu in Shangyang Pass became weaker.

After half an hour, Lu Ling and the six masters arrived one after another.

When they met in private, Fusu did not stick to etiquette. After inviting everyone to sit down, he cut to the chase and said, "Now that the war is about to start, I'll just say it straight. According to the report from Shengjing Spider Detective, the Dongying Killer Organization went south with the Shengjing army. There is also the Japanese army, the number of which is unknown."

"These killers are only responsible for assassination. If there is a fight, it can be said that it is impossible to guard against."

"So I want each faction to send a few people to form a private army to contain these Japanese killers."

Fusu's concerns were very reasonable, even if he didn't say anything, the leaders of the factions would still be worried, now it's easy to deal with it.

"As a martial artist, it is incumbent on us to defend against foreign enemies. Cangyue Villa will definitely help us." Wei Yan took the lead in responding to Fusu's proposal.

Yue Chengyuan has always been jealous, so he can't loathe Dongying any more, Dang Li said in a deep voice: "Seven Stars Gate will never let a Dongying lackey go, if there is a need, Mr. Fusu can speak up."

The rest of the sect leaders expressed their willingness to help, but Lu Ling was sipping his tea, wondering what he was thinking.

After leaving the six sect masters to explain the deployment of the battle in detail, Fu Su got up and personally sent them out of the gate.

Back in the study, Lu Ling was still sitting there, with a cup of tea in his hand, which was completely cold.

"Qing Yu." Fu Su called him calmly.

Lu Ling suddenly came back to his senses, and looked around in a daze, only to realize that the six masters had left.

"...Senior brother." He was a little surprised, and he paused before saying, "Anyway, the master ordered thirty people to come with me, and they were all assigned by the senior brother."

Fusu glanced at him, sat down and dipped his pen in the ink, and began to approve the military affairs sent by the army, while writing, he said lightly: "Are you just thinking about Ji Wanyi?"

The word Ji Wanyi was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Lu Ling's heart.His mouth was full of bitterness, and he opened his mouth before he forced a slight smile, pretending to be indifferent and said: "Why mention her?"

In the end, all he knew was Ji Wanyi's pseudonym, not even her real name.

All the sincerity in the past is like a lonely joke.

"Qingyu." Fusu's eyes revealed from behind the pile of military affairs on the table, and he met Lu Ling precisely, his voice was very calm, even with a faint ruthlessness, "If you really meet Ji Wanyi on the battlefield , what should you do?"

The sky in the afternoon was still heavy, the sunlight became dim through the thick clouds, and fell in from the small window opened in the study, which was quite lifeless.

The study was extremely quiet for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, Fusu had already dealt with the pile of military affairs that he had just sent, and then Lu Ling's voice sounded slowly, even a little desolate.

"In front of the family and the country, there is only righteousness."

Lu Ling thought, if he really met Ji Wanyi on the battlefield, he would strike.

Outside the window, the sky gradually darkened, as if a light snow was brewing.

All the people in Shangyangguan are rushing about for the upcoming battle, the sound of moving stones, repairing the city wall, and the sound of dragon and tiger battalion drills.

A flurry of fine snow fell, whitening the walls of Shangyang Pass.Luoyue Cliff is located on the border of the south of the Yangtze River. From a distance, the top of the mountain is covered with unmelted white.

The hazy moonlight shone faintly on the Canghai Terrace, illuminating one Xiao, one table, and two jars of wine.

The sound of the flute is like the boundless snow field under the hazy night, dyed with the deserted moonlight.

Mo Qing played it very casually, without seeking rhythm, just as he pleased.

At the end of the song, she put down Chang Xiao and poured herself a glass of wine.The wine is cold, with a lingering aroma of cold wine, and it warms up after drinking.

One cup after another, Mo Qing drank sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly, occasionally frowning, looking towards the distant night, wondering what he was thinking about.

At some point, a slender shadow slanted beside her.

Holding the silver wine bottle, Mo Qing was a little drunk.On weekdays, the desolation between the eyebrows and eyes dissipated a bit, and the smog-shrouded blur increased a bit, and the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, showing a bit of drunkenness.

"Master, drinking alcohol hurts your health."

Shi Qi was like a shadow against the hazy moonlight, making his face hard to see clearly.His usually calm and calm voice was a little lower, but it seemed a little soft.

"Seventeen, have you ever regretted going back to Luoyue Cliff with me?"

Mo Qing still remembered meeting Shi Qi for the first time.

In the winter of 16 years ago, when she was eight years old, Mo Wuya took her to visit old friends in southern Xinjiang.

At that time, Dayi and the Xiongnu had been negotiating peace for six years, and the Xiongnu was eager to stir up troubles in the frontier, while the Central Plains suffered a severe drought, the people were displaced, and the money was spent from the treasury, with little effect.

At the time of the Miao rebellion in southern Xinjiang, the agreed military rations have not been delivered for a long time. Seventeen's uncle Liang Ting was ordered to guard southern Xinjiang. He fought bloody for three months in the absence of food and wages, and finally shrouded his body in horse leather.

Until the city was broken and the Miao people slaughtered the city, the imperial court still did not send half a reinforcement.

In a trance, Shi Qi looked at the hazy moonlight and recalled that night when the fire was so bright.

His father died in battle for Dayi, his mother died of illness, and was adopted by his uncle.The Liang family threw their heads and blood for the court, but how did the court treat them?

That night, the bluestone avenue in the main city was stained red with thick blood, stumped limbs and broken arms could be seen everywhere, occasionally one or two faint groans could be heard, as if they were complaining about the injustice.

The desperate cry of the woman after being defiled, the shrill cry of the baby, and the mourning of the old man echoed in the night sky for a long time.

The army defending the city fought to the last moment, spilling blood all over the city wall.

At the moment when he was about to be shot by the feather arrow, his uncle rushed over and pushed him away, his voice was soft and low, as if there was deep-seated hatred and deep unwillingness, and finally turned into a lament: "Son, live!" Go down. This imperial court is not worth my Liang family's life."

Then, he escaped from the city in the arms of his uncle's cronies, and was chased and killed by the Miao people all the way.

In the end, the confidant also died, and only he was left.

Mo Qing was Shi Qi who met at that time.

Perhaps attracted by the determination in the eyes of the young man to die together, she drew her sword to help.

The two of them were only half-grown boys, so they couldn't cope with dozens of pursuers, but in the end Mo Wuya felt something was wrong and rushed over to clean up the mess.

Before Mo Qing could catch his breath, he shouted at him: "Look at the armor you're wearing, are you a little general?"

He looked at the corpses all over the ground, his heart was full of numbness, the loss of not knowing where to go was intertwined with the pain of losing his family, he didn't even know how to live.

"No..." He shook his head slowly, and was about to lift his legs to leave. With every step, a long bloodstain was drawn.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Mo Qing hurriedly chased after him. The girl's crisp voice kept ringing, and her curved eyes were clear and bright, reflecting him who was covered in blood.

"Don't go, I think you look pretty, do you want to be my general?"

I don't know when, the clouds in the snowy night cleared away, revealing a cold and desolate moon, and the hazy moonlight fell on the two of them.

Seventeen gradually came out of his long memories, then shook his head at Mo Qing, and then smiled very lightly: "I have never regretted it, my subordinates only wish to protect the leader well."

After a pause, he looked into Mo Qing's blindfolded eyes, which seemed to be drunk but not drunk, and said in a very low voice, "Master, the battle at Shangyang Pass has started, and the Third Highness is personally marching. Do you want to go?"

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