Part 4 Chapter 208 Tianguan Ridge, Men's Tears!

"That's right, lest the commander-in-chief is in a hurry, brother Wang Meng has to take good care of the third son and young lady, hurry up, otherwise the commander-in-chief will get angry, and the brothers will collectively beat you with army sticks..." Everyone booed. It was only then that Yiyi scattered on both sides, inadvertently, there were already two neat rows, watching Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan slowly pass between them, in his eyes, "It's all great relief like looking at my nephew...

Jun Moxie said hello all the way, until he walked a long way, he turned his head and still saw that nearly a hundred big men were still looking at his back, without moving... It was like looking at the person they most respected and admired back then... ...White Army Commander...,

Jun Moxie's heart was sour again, he took a deep breath, trying to contain some emotions, but his nose was sore, and tears almost couldn't help dripping down...

Wang Meng followed him with a happy face, as if he had made some great achievements. Along the way, Jun Moxie introduced every plant and every tree, the scar on his face seemed to be trembling with joy...

Third son, look here; when the commander-in-chief led the army to Tianguanling, it was here that he dismounted for the first time. There are still a few stones here. At that time, the commander-in-chief was standing on the largest stone, looking back at the brothers' team coming majesticly. The commander-in-chief can see it clearly, and I still remember that the commander-in-chief said something at that time, he said: This is a good place to camp.

When Wang Meng said the last sentence, his voice suddenly became calm, as if he was imitating the tone of Shen Xiong who Jun Wuhui spoke back then, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious.

Jun Moxie looked at what he said, and saw a big stone there, square and square, with many edges and corners around it, it was a bit smooth... It must be that these guards wiped it every day for the past ten years, so that this piece of ordinary The stone unknowingly completed the polishing process...

"When I came here, the commander-in-chief seemed to have a lot of thoughts. On that stone wall over there, the commander-in-chief once stood there for a long time, with a sullen face, without saying a word. After a long time, he wrote a poem. Afterwards, it was engraved on the stone wall r one by one" Wang Meng's eyes turned red = "I, Wang Meng, am a rough man, although I don't understand what the poem means, but when I pass by here every day, there is no pop-up novel network, always Read it again."

Jun Moxie slowly stepped up, and came to the stone wall, and saw that there were four lines of big characters like silver hooks engraved on it, but the handwriting was exactly the same as the seven characters at the bottom of the mountain:

"The flames of war are flying

Thousands of horses and thousands of troops are rolling in;

When will the swordsmen know how to fight on the battlefield,

From now on, the man will not be sorry!

"It turns out that father...he is already tired of killing..." Jun Moxie watched quietly,

Can't help but think of the story that the third uncle Jun Wuwu told himself about Jun Wuhui's son not mourning.

When will you know how to use weapons on the battlefield, from now on - don't worry about men! These two lines of poems express Jun Wuhui, the military god of this generation, the white-clothed military commander, who deeply hates war in his heart, and expresses his greatest blessings to his brothers and sisters...

The terrain becomes steeper and steeper as we go, and we gradually climb up the mountain. After walking half a mile, the road on the mountainside is even narrower, and at most it can only accommodate four or five people walking side by side. On one side is a knife-cut cliff, straight into the blue sky; on the other side is a low cliff, with white snow under the cliff It is as smooth as a mirror, and it looks like a plain... "There is a big lake below, but it is completely covered by snow at this time, but it can't be seen right now. If it comes to summer, it will be shimmering and beautiful. "

Wang Meng introduced with some pride: "After stationing here for three days, the general came here one day, stared at the lake water for a long time, and used his own sword to carve a few poems on the Dingshibi over there. ..."

Jun Moxie has already noticed that on the cliff in front of him, there is another smoother place, on which there are several lines of writing carved with the tip of the sword. The body is not my own, who is the master in the countryside in the dream; why should you unarmed in the rivers and mountains, and take a leisurely boat on the five lakes."

After reading these four-character quatrains, it was as if he saw a general in battle robes, looking at the ecstatic scene in front of him with infinite fascination... He is obviously already planning to retire, and even more Looking forward to a plain and happy life after retirement...

Jun Moxie took a long breath of cold air; suddenly a burst of resentment welled up in his heart: "It turns out that my father has long been tired of the battlefield life and power disputes, and has already planned to retire. He will not threaten the imperial power at all, but... Tianxiang The empire was still afraid that he would be the master of the game, and would wear a yellow robe. He would not hesitate to lure wolves into the house and destroy himself! He used despicable means to harm him... Jun Moxie suddenly felt an inexplicable anger!

"Ahead is the marshal's tent!" Wang Meng led Jun Moxie all the way, and even passed seven or eight sentry posts. A group of guard veterans heard that it was the marshal's son who came to pay homage. "Everyone is excited." I can't stop... I finally climbed the hillside, here is the real Tianguanling-! What Jun Moxie saw was a huge and powerful military camp. , The bright red flag is waving vertically and horizontally in the mid-air like a cloud of fire, and there is a kind of arrogance to fight wildly and surpass the world!

Surrounding the tent of the Chinese Army Commander, there are eight barracks in the shape of horns, watching each other, like stars holding the moon, tightly protecting the tent of the Chinese Army Commander; groups of soldiers with bright armor stand upright With a firm body, patrolling back and forth, with a serious and meticulous demeanor. As soon as this team passed by, the other team immediately patrolled over. The eight patrol teams came and went, without even the slightest gap.

At this time, a man strode out of the handsome tent, wearing a general's costume, with thick eyebrows and eyes, over seven feet tall, and an unusually burly figure, wherever he stood, it was like an iron tower standing there, and the general's eyes flickered He stared, and said loudly: "Wang Meng! You were asked to lead a team to clear the snow on the road, but you returned lazily? What should you do?"

Wang Meng was taken aback, he made a military salute with his feet together, and said loudly: "Report to General Wu, it is the commander's third son and his young wife who came to pay respects to the commander! The subordinates are doing their duty to lead, not Deliberately neglecting military affairs." "The third son of the commander-in-chief? Jun Moxie?" That General Wu's face suddenly changed, and his eyes turned towards Jun Moxie, his eyes became even sharper!

When Jun Moxie was at home, he knew that Wu Pangjun, the number one general of his father's guards, was a brave general. Seeing his majesty and prestige at this time, he also admired him in his heart. Just as he was about to go forward to salute, he saw Wu Yongjun suddenly opened his eyes, and said angrily: "Your boy is Jun Moxie? Why did you come here now, you bastard?! In the past few years, what have you been doing, you bastard?"

It turned out to be a reprimand, plus a series of curses, and three titles were changed in a row!

Then, the eyes of Wu Yongjun and other generals of hundreds of battles suddenly turned red. He tried his best to open his eyes and controlled his emotions, lest a little tear would flow down, but his voice still became hoarse, and he scolded: "You As the only living flesh and blood of the commander, this beast has never come to worship for ten years! Jun Moxie, you, you, you... You bastard, you know... how lonely the commander is here alone, How much do I miss you all? You... you... you are unbelievable..." In the end, the voice finally couldn't help sobbing...

Jun Moxie was dejected, he had no words to respond to the scolding of the person in front of him, Wu Yongjun's voice was very loud, when he shouted, many people came out of the surrounding tents in an endless stream, once he heard that it was the commander When his son came, all of them swarmed over, and the scene became a little chaotic. Eleven,

"Wu that little bastard, why don't you go in and see your father quickly, and you're still scribbling something here, you bastard!" Wu Yongjun roared like a bolt from the blue, but after the roar, he couldn't help rubbing his hands. He rubbed his eyes, and when he took his hands away, his eyes were already red.

There seemed to be something stuck in his throat, he snorted a few times like a bellows, grinned his mouth a few times, and looked like he was about to cry, he suddenly parted from the crowd, covered his face and rushed into a big tent, Then there was an extremely depressing sound from inside, like the dull sobbing of pain from a bull that was forced into a quilt...

Commander, your son finally came to see you... I scolded that kid... But he came to see you after all... He looks just like you, so handsome, and brought a A beautiful daughter-in-law, you must like it... Under the urging of everyone, Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan stepped into the handsome tent step by step.

Everyone stood neatly outside the handsome tent, their joyful faces were even more sorrowful, their gratifying smiles were full of tears, they silently watched this old handsome tent, and finished the space inside the handsome tent. The blame is left to Jun Moxie and the others...

Then, facing the handsome tent, they knelt down neatly, and everyone whispered in their mouths: "Congratulations, handsome! There is a successor! God bless your family, the successor is not alone!" Their expressions were like that The sincerity seemed to say the sixteen-character blessing eleven with all his heart and soul. When Jun Moxie entered, he immediately felt a shock, a heartfelt shock! In the handsome tent, it is completely a wartime headquarters with a well-organized military capacity!

There are eight chairs on each side. Behind the chairs, there are bright unsheathed swords hanging respectively. Right in front of them is a desk;

On the table was a memory book, and on the other side, a long sword with a cold light was quietly placed in the bang...

On the seat in the middle, there was a man in white clothes and a white robe, with his body slightly sideways, sitting there, with his right hand on the table, his index finger slightly curled up, as if he was doing a knock on the table, his left hand was slightly raised, halfway With clenched fists in front of his chest, his face is majestic, his eyes are not angry and majestic, and there is a slight wrinkle between his brows, as if he is thinking about something, thinking quietly, with a kind of depressed worry.